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sweetvoidstuff · 4 months ago

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Game, Set, Match

Summary: What starts as a lighthearted Mario Kart tournament at your party takes an unexpected turn when Jungkook—undefeated champion and effortlessly cool—ends up losing a bet to you.

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The party hums with a comfortable warmth, the kind that settles deep in your bones after a few drinks and good company. Laughter spills from the kitchen, where Jin and Namjoon are locked in a debate about whether a burrito counts as a sandwich. The scent of popcorn and something vaguely sweet lingers in the air, mixing with the faint trace of someone’s expensive cologne. The apartment isn’t overly big, but it feels alive—people leaning against countertops, sprawled across the couch, legs tangled over armrests and coffee tables as they settle into easy conversations.

You're perched on the arm of the couch, cradling your drink, one knee tucked up as you talk with Hoseok. He’s always been one of the most animated people in any room, his laughter infectious, his gestures big and full of life.

It started with small talk—how Jin had somehow managed to destroy a blender last week.

"How does he melt a blender?" "We still don’t know."

But then, somewhere between one sip and the next, the conversation shifted to video games. In a moment of honesty (and possibly, slight tipsiness), you admitted something that had Hoseok howling with laughter.

"I'm serious, Hobi," you whine, lightly slapping his arm. "I am so bad at Mario Kart. Like, I think I might be the worst player to ever exist."

Hoseok howls with laughter, nearly spilling his drink. "No way, no way. I've seen some pretty terrible players. But—" He squints at you playfully. "You do have that kind of ‘press the wrong button at the worst moment’ energy."

You gasp, placing a hand over your chest in mock offense. "Rude!"

"Wait!" He holds up a finger, grinning “Are we talking bad as in ‘occasionally forgets to drift’ bad, or bad as in ‘drives off the track every five seconds’ bad?"

You groan. "Hobi, I’m talking ‘Forget which character I’m playing as and drive into a wall for thirty seconds before realizing' bad. ‘Get stuck in a corner and not know how to reverse’ bad. ‘Use a mushroom boost at the exact worst possible moment and yeet myself into a pit’ bad."

Hoseok practically wheezes. "Oh my God. That’s painful."

"I know!"

Then, his eyes gleam with mischief. He cackles, nearly doubling over. "Okay, okay—wait. I have an idea."

You raise a skeptical eyebrow. "Oh no."

"No, hear me out!" He’s practically vibrating with excitement. "We should test this. Like, scientifically. We should hold a Worst Mario Kart Player Tournament and find out once and for all who the absolute worst player is."

You blink.

Then, slowly, you grin.

"Hobi, that’s… that’s actually brilliant."

And just like that, the idea takes hold, growing legs of its own. People overhear and chime in. Taehyung calls dibs on the controller with the drift issues, swearing he can feel when a game has bad karma. Jimin, already perched cross-legged on the floor, claims he’s “not that bad” but is fully prepared to throw Namjoon under the bus as the worst player. Jin—forever chaotic—claps his hands and announces that there will be penalties for the worst of the worst.

But as things move toward setting up a place and a time, your eyes drift across the room—toward him.

Jungkook.

He’s lounging near the coffee table, looking effortlessly relaxed as he sips from a beer bottle. His hoodie is slightly oversized, the sleeves pushed up to reveal his tattooed arm. He laughs at something Yoongi says, the sound low and warm, and something in your chest tightens.

You shouldn’t be watching him.

It also didn’t help that you had a crush on the guy.

But you are.

Yet somehow, he catches you looking.

And he smirks.

You quickly look away, heat creeping up your neck, and focus on the plan instead.

XXX

Tournament Night

Your living room is an absolute disaster zone.

Snack bags, soda cans, and beer bottles litter every surface. The coffee table is buried under a mountain of chips and candy. Your TV screen glows with the unmistakable, cheerful chaos of Mario Kart 8 Deluxe.

Around you, the contestants lounge in various states of confidence. An elite lineup of players who are proudly terrible.

People settle in—Jin is dramatically sipping a drink, already claiming that if he loses, it’s because "the game is rigged." Namjoon is nodding sagely, despite admitting that he hasn’t played in years. Taehyung is half-sprawled on the floor, watching the screen with lazy amusement. Jimin scrolls through his phone, casually leaning against Yoongi—who watches with mild amusement, nursing a drink.

You clear your throat, standing in front of the group. Controllers are handed out like weapons before a battle

"Okay," you announce, pointing at the assembled group. "Alright, listen up! This is the Worst Mario Kart Player Tournament. The goal? To figure out who is the absolute worst at this game. If you are even remotely good at Mario Kart, you are disqualified."

Jin, reclining dramatically on the couch, sighs. "Finally, a tournament made for me."

"I can’t tell if that’s sad or impressive," Namjoon says, shaking his head.

"Both," Yoongi mutters, already lying back with a controller in hand.

Taehyung raises a hand. "What if I occasionally get second place?"

"Out."

Jimin snickers. "What if I always lose, but it’s because I’m playing with one hand while texting?"

"Acceptable."

Yoongi lifts his head. "What if I’ve never played before?"

"Perfect," you declare, writing his name down.

You’ve gathered a solid lineup of contenders, each boasting about how terrible they are. Everything is set. You’re already hyped. Only Hoseok is missing, but then he walks in with a plus-one.

And it’s Jungkook.

Jungkook, who strolls in with his hands in his hoodie pockets, eyes scanning the room with mild amusement. Jungkook, whose name you have definitely heard whispered in hushed tones when it comes to Mario Kart.

Your stomach drops.

You narrow your eyes at Hoseok. "Hobi."

Hoseok grins, entirely unrepentant. "What?"

You give him a look before turning to Jungkook, who’s standing in the doorway, hands tucked in the pockets of his hoodie. He looks amused, glancing around at the setup before raising an eyebrow at you.

Jungkook chuckles, settling onto the couch. "So... what exactly am I walking into?"

You cross your arms. "A tournament for the worst players. Which means you—no offense—should not be here."

Jungkook tilts his head, feigning innocence. "Who says I’m good?"

"Oh, I know you’re good," you deadpan. "I’ve heard the stories. You're basically a Mario Kart god."

It wasn’t that you didn’t want Jungkook here. Jimin and Taehyung both could be decent players, but Jungkook was in a totally different league. It also didn’t help that you didn’t want to embarrass yourself more than necessary.

Hoseok chimes in, grinning. "C’mon, just let him play! It'll be fun!"

"Fun for who?" you mutter under your breath, already dreading the inevitable humiliation.

Jungkook shrugs, reaching for a controller. He’s settled on the floor near the coffee table, one arm resting on his knee as he watches the screen with an easy confidence that makes your stomach flip. He’s dressed in a loose hoodie and sweatpants, but somehow still manages to look unfairly good. His dark hair falls slightly over his forehead, and every so often, he runs a hand through it absentmindedly. The sleeves of his hoodie are pushed up, revealing the ink on his arm.

You are watching him – again.

Because Jungkook—competitive, effortlessly talented, devastatingly attractive Jungkook—is also insanely good at Mario Kart.

"I’ll go easy on you guys."

Spoiler alert:

He does not go easy.

XXX

The tournament begins.

And it is chaos. It’s a train wreck from the start.

Jin, who insisted on playing Peach, screams dramatically whenever his kart spins out and somehow manages to fall off the same track three times in a row. Namjoon keeps ramming into walls like he’s personally offended by them, while muttering something about "bad steering mechanics." Taehyung is laughing so hard he can’t even steer properly. Jimin and Hoseok are actively throwing the game just to see if they can out-lose each other.

And then there’s Yoongi.

Who, true to his word, has never played before.

At one point, his character is just driving straight into a wall. No reversing. No attempt to fix it. Just… endlessly pushing against a corner.

Yoongi, who genuinely has no idea what he’s doing, has somehow managed to drive backward for an entire lap without realizing. "Wait," he mutters, squinting at the screen. "Why am I still on lap two?"

"BECAUSE YOU’RE GOING THE WRONG WAY!" the entire room yells in unison.

Hoseok is practically in tears at this point. "I swear to God, I have never seen anything this bad in my life."

Meanwhile, Jungkook—your unexpected guest of honor—leans comfortably against the couch, his controller held loosely in his hands. He’s effortlessly weaving through every obstacle, drifting like a pro, dodging red shells like they’re beneath him. While everyone else is in absolute shambles, Jungkook is so far ahead that he might as well be playing a different game.

And the worst part? He isn’t even trying.

It’s a massacre.

The moment the race ends (Jungkook: 1st place. Everyone else: a mess), Jin slams his controller down. "This is so unfair," he groans. "He's not even breaking a sweat!"

Jungkook leans back, smirking. "What can I say? It’s muscle memory at this point."

"Can you, like, turn your skill level down?" Taehyung asks.

Jungkook pretends to consider it. "Hmm. I told you I’d go easy."

"You sandbagging liar," Jin accuses.

"You have cheat codes built into your brain," Jimin whines.

"Bro," Taehyung groans. "You lapped us. That’s not easy."

Jungkook just laughs, all doe-eyed innocence and zero regret.

The next match is even more chaotic. Jin is yelling about how Peach deserves better. Namjoon, deep in concentration, is still ramming into every possible wall. He mutters something about “unrealistic steering mechanics,” even as his kart gets stuck in a corner for the third time. Taehyung has somehow found a way to sabotage himself and still look like he's having the time of his life. Hoseok and Jimin are loudly conspiring against each other, and Yoongi? Well, Yoongi is once again stuck in a corner, looking like he’s contemplating life choices.

Then Jin, ever the dramatic one, slams his drink down. "Alright! Loser of this round has to chug a mystery drink of our choosing."

"Absolutely not," Namjoon says immediately, shaking his head.

Hoseok, already grinning, shakes his head. "Too late, it’s happening."

Jungkook perks up. "Oh let’s make a bet!"

The room groans in unison.

"No," Taehyung says firmly. "You’re too good. You’re banned from bets."

Jungkook blinks. "What? Why?"

"Because it’s not fair," Jimin argues. "You’d never have to do a punishment."

Jungkook crosses his arms, looking genuinely offended. "This is discrimination."

"You’ll live," you tease, nudging him playfully.

Jungkook exhales through his nose, feigning exasperation—but when he looks at you – bickering with his friends about penalties and bets, there’s something else in his gaze. A flicker of something mischievous, something playful. He wants to be part of the ridiculous fun, to be included in the messiness. He wants to lose just once, if only to be in on the joke. For the first time tonight, he doesn’t want to be the best.

Instead, he wants to be in the game with you.

The next round starts, and you are locked in a vicious battle with Jimin for seventh place.

"Move, Jimin!"

"You move!"

Seeing no other choice, you actually kick him.

"OW!" Jimin yelps, jerking sideways. His character immediately veers off course, tumbling into the abyss.

"Did you just—" Jungkook stares at you, scandalized. "Did you just physically assault him for an advantage?!"

You shrug. "It’s called strategy."

Jimin groans. "I’m pressing charges."

"Don’t be dramatic."

Jungkook lets out a laugh, shaking his head. "You’re ruthless."

Your stomach flips.

As the night continues, Jungkook keeps trying to throw matches, but his muscle memory betrays him. Even when he goes easy, he’s still effortlessly clearing laps ahead of everyone else. It frustrates him in the most amusing way.

At one point, he leans toward you, voice lower, more conspiratorial. "What if I fake a loss?"

You snort, giving him a side glance. "You? Purposely losing? I highly doubt you’re capable of that."

Jungkook grins. "Think I need an incentive?"

You pause mid-button press, the weight of his words settling in. The way he’s looking at you—mischievous, daring, and maybe a little flirty—sends warmth curling through you.

"What kind of incentive?" you challenge.

Jungkook tilts his head. "The loser of the next match gets to make the Winner do anything they want."

Your breath hitches. "Anything?"

He smirks. "Anything."

The game starts, but your concentration is completely shot. It’s hard to focus when Jungkook is right next to you, radiating heat, his knee brushing against yours every so often. You’re painfully aware of every glance he sneaks your way, the amused curve of his lips when you miss a drift, the way his fingers tap rhythmically against his controller like he’s barely trying.

And the worst part? He isn’t trying.

You catch him purposefully slowing down at certain turns, missing item boxes he’d normally snipe with pinpoint accuracy. At one point, he even steers himself into a banana peel that was ridiculously easy to avoid.

"You’re not slick," you mumble, nudging him with your elbow as your kart zooms ahead of his.

Jungkook laughs under his breath, unbothered. "What? I’m playing fair."

"Bullshit," you scoff. "You just drove off the map."

"Maybe I just suck," he says with a casual shrug.

You give him an unimpressed look. "Jungkook, you literally lapped Jin and Namjoon earlier. You don’t suck."

Jungkook just grins, completely unrepentant. "Guess I’m having an off-game."

Around the room, the others are deep into their own races, the air filled with a chaotic blend of laughter, shouting, and the occasional smack of a pillow when someone gets hit with a shell. Jin, sitting cross-legged on the couch with an exaggerated pout, is dramatically lamenting his ongoing streak of failures.

"How am I this bad?" he wails as his character spins out yet again.

Namjoon, who has been quietly determined to not be the worst player, nods sympathetically. “It’s okay, hyung. I think I just accidentally threw a banana peel at myself, so you’re not alone.”

Jimin and Taehyung are locked in some sort of personal war, laughing hysterically every time they knock the other off the track. Yoongi, still somehow managing to drive backwards half the race, barely reacts when his character falls into the abyss again.

You steal a glance at Jungkook, pretending to adjust your grip on the controller. His eyes are fixed on the screen, but there’s an unmistakable smirk playing at his lips. He looks completely at ease, his long fingers moving fluidly over the buttons. His hoodie has slipped off one shoulder slightly, revealing a hint of collarbone, and—God, is it hotter in here, or is it just you?

You swallow, forcing yourself to focus on the race.

Jungkook is trying to lose, you remind yourself. He’s letting himself get hit by stray green shells, purposely bumping into walls like a rookie, and even gasping dramatically every time he falls behind. But somehow—somehow—he’s still hovering dangerously close to the front of the pack.

But then, something happens. Something neither of you expected.

You’re having a good round.

A really good round.

For once, you’re not bumping into every wall like you have a personal vendetta against them. You’re hitting drifts at the right time, picking up useful items, not launching yourself off cliffs every ten seconds. You might not be winning—but you’re actually playing well.

And Jungkook notices.

His hands tighten slightly around his controller. His eyes flicker between the game and you, and his grin falters.

Oh no.

He realizes, right then and there, that if he keeps intentionally losing, you might actually beat him.

And Jungkook Jeon does not lose.

Not even for a bet.

Suddenly, he stops messing around. His kart speeds up, taking turns with the precision he’s actually capable of. He starts landing trick jumps, expertly dodging obstacles. It’s not full power Jungkook, but he’s no longer handing you the win on a silver platter.

"Hey—!" You shoot him a look, realizing what he’s doing.

Jungkook just smirks. "Can’t make it too easy for you, can I?"

You grit your teeth, your competitive side kicking in. "Oh, it is so on."

The final lap approaches. It’s a tight race—somehow, you’re in fifth place, a personal record, while Jungkook is naturally in first place. The finish line is in sight.

Then—chaos.

A blue shell whizzes across the screen.

Jungkook barely has time to react before it slams into him, sending his kart flying into the air. The others erupt into cheers and laughter as his character crashes down, losing all momentum.

And then—your moment of glory.

You have a red shell.

With a wicked grin, you release it. Just as Jungkooks character is in third place – just before you.

The shell finds its target immediately—Jungkook, still recovering from the blue shell disaster. His kart spins out again, just meters from the finish line.

Your character zooms past him, securing third place.

Jungkook?

Fourth.

You slam your controller down, victorious. "YES!"

Jungkook blinks at the screen. Then slowly turns to you. "Did you just—"

You smirk. "Looks like you lost."

Hoseok, Jin, and the others lose it. Laughter echoes through the room as everyone reacts to the unexpected outcome.

"NO WAY," Hoseok shouts, clutching his stomach.

Jin wipes an imaginary tear from his eye. "Justice. Finally, he’s been humbled!"

Jungkook, still staring at the results screen, exhales a small laugh. "Guess I did."

But the way he says it—the way his gaze flickers to you, something unreadable behind his eyes—sends a shiver up your spine.

XXX

The rest of the night is filled with more games, more snacks, and an absolutely absurd amount of trash talk.

Jin, determined to prove that his losses were nothing more than ��horrific luck and sabotage,” insists on several rematches. Each one ends worse than the last, until finally, he throws down his controller and dramatically flops onto the couch. “I was not meant for this cruel world,” he laments. “How is it possible to hit every banana peel?”

Yoongi, who has been curled into the corner of the couch for at least the past hour, gives a slow blink. "Skill."

Namjoon is muttering something about gaming algorithms, staring at the results like they personally wronged him. “I swear, these things are designed to keep people like me from succeeding. It’s rigged.”

Jimin, having somehow secured the most snacks out of anyone, grins from his perch on the floor. “Hyung, you drove off the track five times. That wasn’t the game. That was you.”

Hoseok cackles, still high on the energy of the night, while Taehyung lounges on the floor, rolling an empty can between his hands. The apartment is a mess—a graveyard of snack wrappers and soda bottles, controllers scattered across the floor, a few blankets abandoned over the arm of the couch. The TV screen still displays the final results, your miraculous third-place finish frozen in time like a trophy.

And Jungkook?

Jungkook is still grinning.

But it’s not the usual, overconfident smirk you’re used to seeing from him—it’s something lighter, something unfiltered. He’s always been the effortlessly cool one, the too good at everything guy. But tonight?

Tonight, he’s comfortable.

There’s something different in the way he moves—loose-limbed and relaxed, at ease in a way you’re not used to seeing. His hair is a little messier, the hoodie slipping slightly off one shoulder as he leans back, beer bottle still in hand. Maybe it’s the warmth of the night, or maybe it’s the fact that—for once—he wasn’t the absolute best at something. But it does something to you, watching him like this.

Something dangerous.

You shove that thought away as the night begins to wind down. One by one, people start saying their goodbyes. Yoongi is half-asleep already, Jin dramatically announcing that his defeat has physically aged him, and Namjoon mumbling something about how he needs to study the mechanics of drift timing. Jimin stretches with a yawn before grabbing his jacket, Taehyung trailing after him with a lazy wave.

Eventually, it’s just you and Jungkook.

And he lingers.

You don’t point it out, but you notice.

He helps gather empty cups and bowls without being asked, stacking them neatly on the counter as the TV screen dims to its new default screensaver—the results of the final game, your third-place finish frozen on display like some kind of cosmic joke.

Jungkook leans against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, watching you with that signature smirk—except there’s something different about it tonight. Something more deliberate.

“You know,” he finally says, voice light, “I never claimed my win.”

You freeze mid-motion, fingers tightening around an empty soda can. Slowly, you turn to face him.

“…What?”

Jungkook tilts his head, feigning innocence. “The bet?” He shifts his weight, his smirk deepening. “Loser gets to make the winner do anything they want?”

You blink.

Your stomach flips.

“Pretty sure I placed fourth,” he adds, eyes glinting with something unreadable while looking from the screen saver back to you.

You scoff, though your heart is hammering. “You’re seriously calling that in?”

He pushes off the counter, stepping closer, slow and deliberate. The air changes—something warmer, heavier settling between you.

“Wouldn’t you?” he murmurs.

You swallow hard. He’s too close now, close enough that you can smell the faint trace of whatever cologne he’s wearing, something woodsy and warm. Your pulse thrums beneath your skin, and it’s almost irritating how effortlessly he affects you.

You try to sound unbothered. “Depends. What exactly are you asking for?”

Tilting his head slightly, “I could ask you to do something ridiculous. Like, I don’t know… make me a five-course meal.”

You let out a breathy laugh, pausing mid-motion as you gather some snack wrappers. “Pretty sure that’s more of a punishment for you.”

His smirk deepens. “Depends. Are you a terrible cook?”

You narrow your eyes. “I’ll have you know I make excellent instant ramen.”

Jungkook chuckles. His movements are slow, deliberate, like he’s testing the space between you. “Alright,” he says, “then I’ll change my wish.”

You arch a brow. “Oh?”

He takes another step forward, closing the gap between you, his voice lower now, more careful. “Go on a date with me.”

You blink.

The air shifts.

“…What?”

Jungkook’s gaze flickers over your face, reading every flicker of confusion. His hands slide into the pockets of his hoodie, but he doesn’t retreat. If anything, he looks amused by your reaction.

“What’s confusing about that?” he muses.

You search his face, as if waiting for him to break into laughter, to reveal it as some kind of joke. “I just—” You huff out a breath, crossing your arms. “You could’ve asked for anything, Jungkook. And you want a date?”

His lips quirk. “Why wouldn’t I?”

You falter.

It’s not that you think you’re unworthy of Jungkook’s attention. But he’s… him. He’s effortlessly cool, universally liked, the kind of guy who doesn’t need to ask for attention—it just happens to him. You, on the other hand, spent the entire night proving that you were possibly the worst Mario Kart player alive.

“…I just didn’t think you’d be interested,” you admit.

Jungkook exhales through his nose, something fond playing at the edges of his expression. “Funny,” he murmurs, gaze dropping briefly to your lips before flicking back up. “I actually wanted to ask for a kiss.”

Your breath catches.

His voice is quieter now, softer. “But I didn’t want to come off too strong.”

You hesitate for only a second. Then, before you can think twice about it, you tilt your chin up, challenging.

“You should just try,” you say.

Jungkook doesn’t waste another moment.

He steps in, closing the space between you with a confidence that makes your stomach flip. His fingers skim your waist—not pulling, not forcing, just there, grounding, waiting to see if you’ll pull away. But you don’t. You lean in just as he does, meeting him in the middle.

The first brush of his lips is slow, testing, but the moment you sigh against his mouth, Jungkook deepens it. His hand splays at your hip, his other fingers grazing along your jaw. It’s not hurried, not rushed—he savors it, like he’s been waiting for this moment longer than he’s willing to admit.

You barely notice the way your fingers grip his hoodie until he makes a quiet sound against your lips—a small, pleased hum that sends warmth curling through your spine.

When he finally pulls back, it’s not by much. His forehead hovers close to yours, breath still mingling with your own. The smallest grin tugs at the corner of his mouth.

“So?” he murmurs. “Was that too strong?”

Your pulse is thundering, your knees still weak, but you somehow manage to smirk. “Eh. I’ve had better.”

Jungkook chuckles, shaking his head. “Liar.”

You laugh softly, still catching your breath. And then—because you can, because it feels right—you press another quick, teasing kiss to the corner of his mouth before pulling away.

“Help me clean,” you say, turning back toward the mess.

Jungkook watches you for a moment longer, then huffs out a laugh, shaking his head. Then, just as you start moving, he exhales dramatically.

“For the date,” he says simply.

You pause, turning to look at him again.

His grin is soft but mischievous, his head tilted slightly like he’s challenging you to argue.

A slow warmth spreads through you, sinking deep, settling somewhere in your ribs.

You roll your eyes, but your smile betrays you.

And then, laughing under his breath, Jungkook finally helps you clean—grinning the whole time.

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technikki · 3 months ago

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Could you talk about the mario yaoi to me. I've only got little glimpses from your posts and I'm sadly not aware of the big picture

ABSOLUTELY DEAR MUTUAL i will talk about luisley any day they make me so so sick i love them ihope they EXPLODE.

so this got long but whatever anyway!!! heres skyes compilation of ACTUAL REAL THINGS THAT HAPPEN IN MARIO AND LUIGI SUPERSTAR SAGA FOR THE GAMEBOY ADVANCE.

upon meeting him for the first time, prince peasley gives luigi a rose, accompanied by this line:

the remake has an added detail in a later scene that shows luigi keeps the rose tucked away under his hat for safekeeping. also this rose is used to show the castle guards they are friends of the prince so they'll be granted entry to the castle and is only needed the first time they go there. despite that, the rose remains in your inventory (likely under luigis hat <3) for the entirety of the game

at the end of this same scene peasley flies away on his little winged cushion thing (bean... creature? is it alive? i have no fucking clue) and zips right past luigi, twirling him around on his way out

the second time they run into each other and at multiple other points throughout the game, luigi will get excited upon seeing peasley and start waving his hat to greet him. he waves like this when peasley exits multiple scenes too, while also saying "bye-bye!". peasley is the only character he does this for with any consistency

at one point the mcguffin gets split into pieces and scattered across the kingdom, and mario and luigi offer to help peasley search for them. he makes a bet with the bros that he can gather the pieces before them, prompting luigi to run up to him and go "oh yeah!". peasley takes this as a challenge, apparently, because this causes him to, and i could not fucking make this up if i tried, pull out his sword and repeatedly jab luigi in the ass with it, causing him to blush a very bright red and start giggling like an idiot

note: and i don't know why this is the case, but if you do not progress the dialogue once he starts doing this, peasley will continue to poke luigi for as long as there is no player input. for more info check out prince peasley pokes luigi for 5 minutes on youtube <3

while collecting one of the pieces, luigi comes across a piranha plant that has eaten peasley and defeats it, saving him. note that this scene takes place in an area that you can only get luigi into. the game makes a point of separating him from mario for this scene. for some reason[winks with both eyes

peasley has also been shrunken down here (long story) and luigi thinks of a way to get him back to normal, prompting peasley to say "to think you know such cool moves! you're a real zero... i mean hero!". something interesting about this scene is that peasley's slip-up here varies depending on what language you're playing in. probably the most famous example is the german translation, where peasley attempts to say "hut ab!" (hats off!) and instead says "hose runter" (pants down. no i'm not joking.) my personal favorite is the spanish translation, where he attempts to say "eres ingenioso!" (you're ingenious!) and instead says "eres delicioso" (take a guess). regardless of what translation you play and what peasley ends up saying, luigi becomes very flustered and starts laughing again

one thing about this game is that it was one of the very first games that decided to actually give luigi any actual relevance (the only earlier one ican think of is luigi's mansion. infact im pretty sure that's the only one), he was still known more or less as just marios palette-swapped "player-2" brother, and they decided to lean very hard into this with how he is treated in-universe. it is a running gag that mario is obviously a very well-known and beloved hero, while luigi is constantly being ignored and made fun of, and barely anyone can ever seem to even remember his name. some characters do treat him with equal respect to mario, but peasley is the only character that not only consistently seems to focus on luigi, but also cannot seem to be bothered with remembering mario's name. peasley calls them the mario bros a few times and there is one point where peasley does address mario directly by name, and its a scene that luigi is not present for. which suggests that peasley does indeed remember mario's name and is trying to make luigi feel a little more special which is honestly really sweet and i hate him so much

at one point luigi has to make an emergency leap out of a plane (longer story) and peasley flies up to meet him. a little bird flies by and, because luigi is uniquely hated by the universe itself, pecks through the cord of his parachute and causes him to begin plummeting out of the sky. peasley attempts to catch him, but because he is an idiot with way too much self-confidence and cannot catch a grown man falling at top speed, luigi simply knocks him right off his little cushion thing and they both end up falling. however there is a split second where it looks like he might end up holding luigi bridal style

peasley is able to make a perfect landing after this scene by using his cape as a parachute, but luigi's landing is. not as graceful and he ends up plunging headfirst into the sand, getting stuck. peasley finds this rather charming and proceeds to laugh and comment on his "luigi dunk"

this is another scene where translators decided to have some fun as well: in the german translation peasley calls him what roughly translates to "an amusing little darling" and in i believe the french translation he calls him something like "clumsy but adorable". basicaly he thinks luigi is very funny and very cute

eventually peasley decides he is going to go fight the main villain himself despite being told how incredibly dangerous it would be, because he does not want to impose on the bros any more than he feels they already have. his mother attempts to reason with him but he runs off anyway, causing luigi to collapse into tears at the thought of something bad happening to him

the ending scene of the game shows mario luigi and friends saying goodbye to the beanish royals at the airport. upon seeing peasley, luigi jumps up and begins actually running at him to hug him.

unfortunately, because luigi cannot have anything ever in his life, peasley is not paying attention (idiot) and continues moving upward, causing luigi to faceplant on the tarmac. he cries after this </3

ALSO have to give a shoutout to these panels from the official manga (scans by my awesome friend @/bowletta btw):

(the pink katakana literally says doki doki dude get it together)

(COME ON.)

so YUUUUP basically they're genuinely one of the most inexplicably gay-coded relationships in any nintendo game and i wish more people knew about peasley because he's a really funny character and his relationship with luigi is extremely cute. heart

#skye's ramblings #YAYAYAYAYAYAAAAAY THANKYOU SPRING. I LOVE MY SUPERMARIO YAOI I WILL ALWAYS TALK ABOUT MY SUPERMARIO YAOI. YUUUUUUP #but YUUUP basicaly theyre a clumsy dork n an overconfident freak who both think the other is the coolest guy inthe world. andtheyre in love #in all seriousness though ithink their dynamic is very good n theyre so sweet n they love eachother a whole lot. theyre so important to me #irreplaceablestars #shrimps squad #luigi #prince peasley #luisley #yuuuuup i'll character tag this why tgefuck not. witness my luisley

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nyarumie · 10 months ago

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Water Predicament. (Oneshot)

narumi gen x f!reader - smut, NSFW. improper use of gaming controller, pussy eating and fingering, i guess this counts as pussy drunk gen, best friends to ???

Author's Note: Literally my FIRST ever smut/nsfw 😭 Forgive me if there are lapses here and there, I tried my best! Let me know if you want a part two 💌 Feedback is appreciated!

Cross-posted on Ao3. Please check pinned for masterlist, links, and other important info (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

This was only an accident.

As best friends, it is only natural for you to stay in Gen’s office on a daily nightly basis, gracing him with your company (and occasional co-op) as “a sign of your mighty and genuine friendship”, your words, not his.

He had asked you to join him in Mario Kart, deciding it was nice to take a breather from grind-heavy games. You, who has been cleaning up his mess for the past hour out of boredom, happily accepted the invitation.

You sat cross-legged beside him on his futon, grabbing the long forgotten controller on the floor.

Pocky in mouth, he asked you, “You fine with random maps?”

“Always up for anything.” you said.

He wordlessly set up the round you’ll be playing, taking this opportunity to eat up as many pocky sticks as you can; not that he’ll run out of it, half of his snack supply was from you. As you grab another pocky, you hear the countdown of the round go off.

“3… 2…” Now that's your sign to get the gear working.

“1… Go!”

And the vehicles went off. Both of you were silent, save for the occasional grumbles and curses whenever a random player takes over you.

This went on for several rounds, and by the 5th round, you found yourself getting thirsty. Losing or winning didn't matter to you, deciding to stop in the middle of the race. Scanning the stashes of unopened cans, you find that none of those caffeinated drinks fancy your tastes.

You tugged at Gen’s oversized shirt’s sleeve, gaining a percentage of his attention, but still not looking away from the screen. “Mhm?”

“Gen, don't you have a bottle of water around here? I need a drink.”

“Beside me.”

So he does drink water too.

Getting up, you went over to his other side and grabbed an unopened bottle. You went back to your original position, pressing the controller between your thighs as you tried to open the bottle.

‘The cap isn't even budging!’ you internally complained.

You decided to press the water bottle in your thigh too, making the controller press further in.

You're still struggling with opening the cap, despite your thighs and one hand tightly holding it down while the other tries forcing it to twist. Looking to the side, you see Gen still paying no mind to you, which is totally fine, just to save yourself from this predicament.

‘I can kill a goddamn Honju and not open a shit ass water bottle? You’ve gotta be kidding me!’

As you struggle with the bottle, your unmoving Mario Kart character has finally been found by the other players, purposely attacking you with direct-hit items just to torment you—a stranger to them all. Hit after hit causes the system to consequently cause the controller to… shake violently against your clothed sex.

You paid no mind to it, thinking that it will pass—but oh, the random players you matched with are ruthless. They won't stop the attack, the controller’s vibration not stopping anytime soon; causing you to weaken your grip on the water bottle and try your hardest to not moan.

You should've known better and pulled the controller away, but alas, before you can even do that, a rather loud and needy whine slipped from your lips.

Your head whipped to Gen’s direction swiftly, checking if he even heard you, only to find him still focused on the game.

Embarrassed is an understatement to describe you right now. You felt ashamed and disgusted that you’d even feel pleasure from whatever this is! For goodness’ sake, this is Gen’s game controller! It just so happened to have a vibrating feature, that's all.

Still… you’d be lying if you denied the pleasure you felt. Awkwardly, you slid further back so that you won't be caught by Gen’s peripheral vision. You kept the stick of the controller right where you pressed them, a different kind of thirst starting to overtake your senses—water bottle now disregarded.

Pathetic, you felt absolutely pathetic. The perfect definition of getting horny at the wrong place and wrong time. You felt your breathing gradually getting heavier at each vibration you felt, licking your lips as you got needier. You should stop, but you can't. You’re mentally apologizing to Gen right now.

Unable to help it, you once again slip out another needy sound, much subtle this time. ��F-fuck…”

To your horror, you suddenly heard him speak, causing you to shriek and pull away the controller.

“You know, you could've just told me if you wanted to fuck.” he said, now turning to watch you with, eyes filled with amusement.

“What are you—!”

“Hm. Right. What were you doing? And to my controller, too.”

Looking at anything but him, your head is a mess as you try to reason your way out if this. Is he mad? “Um… Gen! I was just… just trying to open the water bottle and, this — it was an accident!”

He started inching closer to you, and you know you should be avoiding him, but it's as if you're a deer caught in the headlights, unable to move.

“I’m no idiot. I was also throwing at your character, y’know. That was no accident.”

His arms caged you from where you are sitting, your eyes going wide at your close proximity. You know his figure and stature is much larger than yours, but hell, the evident difference from how close the two of you are makes you want to be devoured.

“At first, I thought nothing of your needy whine as frustration; that water bottle sure is tight as hell. But you were acting weird out of the blue. And you’re not particularly too quiet either, in case you didn't know.”

There's no use denying the obvious, then. You placed your hands on his chest, eyebrows knitting closely together. “Alright, alright! Fine, I was nasty and felt disgusting using your controller that way. I apologize. I should've—”

“You should've asked me to fuck you instead. There, I finished it for you.”

Pinkish hues stared back at your colored irises, his eyes showing no hint of humor, rendering you speechless.

Sensing your hesitation, he lowered his head to the junction of your ear and jaw, softly trailing his lips across the outline of your face. Your heart thumped at this, breathing getting heavy.

A hand made its way over the expanse of your exposed thigh, a blessing that you wore comfortable shorts tonight. His other hand gripped your waist, fingers going underneath your shirt.

“Gonna keep caressing you like this if you don't tell me what you want.”

He’s not making this any easier for you at all. You already felt too heated up at the slightest touch he gave you, saying out loud your desires is just outright embarrassing that you’d rather fade into thin air. But you were getting needier, and you trusted Gen more than you trust anyone.

Breathlessly, you tightly grabbed his shirt, finally giving in. “Gen… Gen, please, need something, need you—wanna feel good, please.”

Hearing this, he wasted no time slotting his lips against yours, earning a whine from you. Without pausing, he wrapped his arms around your waist and lifted you, sitting you back down on his lap. His hands wandered almost everywhere—your thighs, arms, the plushness of your ass, and the shape of your waist. With newfound courage, your tongue sought entrance to his mouth, causing him to groan and squeeze your asscheeks.

His hands found their way through the inside of your shirt, trailing all the way up to cup your breasts. He suddenly pulled away from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting you. With hooded eyes, you raise a brow at him in confusion.

He kissed your nose. “Let me know if I do something that makes you uncomfortable. I’m giving you a free pass to punch me too.”

You snort. “Didn't know you can still crack a joke. But of course, I’ll take your words to heart. Please continue?”

“Mhm… You're so needy.” he said, pulling your shirt up along the process, revealing your sports bra underneath. You still wear these even at night?

Deciding to tease you, he lightly pinched your nipples through your bra, causing you to whine and arch your back towards him, your hands finding purchase in his hair. “Don't tease. Please, need more. Wanna feel your mouth everywhere, Gen.”

Satisfied with this, he hummed and removed your sports bra and shirt in one go, tongue immediately teasing the surrounding of a nipple and a hand on the other.

Your breath shuddered at the sensation, now fully aware of how close you're hugging him to you.

His mouth moved to the other breast and sucked, groaning at how hard your nipple has become. You hear him speak throughout his ministrations, your whines turning into moans at how lewd his sucking sounds. “Mmpf… So soft, you're so fucking turned on. I bet you're drenched down there right now,” he groaned.

One of his hands supported the back of your head, the other going around your waist. “Wrap your legs around me.” he said.

You did as he asked, moving to lay you down on his futon. He moved his way down, pulling your shorts off of you along the process. He held your legs apart, staring with awe at the wetness evident in your panties. He pressed his thumb to your still covered pussy, earning a whine from you. “Gen, more. Please, do something, anything. Need to come.”

Wordlessly, he moved your panties to the side, cursing at the sight of your fully exposed wetness. “God, you're practically dripping. How shameless you are, really.” he teased. “Since you started with my controller, how about…”

He started another round of game on his BS5, setting the difficulty to the highest mode—that’ll make the AI-controlled opponents continuously attack his unmoving character, causing the controller to vibrate nonstop.

You held your breath in anticipation, getting needier at his idea. The game started, and he pressed the controller to your dripping hole as he felt it vibrate. Your back arched, surprised at the sudden sensation. “H-hah…! Give me a warning next time!”

He just shrugged and continued, moving the controller to your clit. “Fuck… Gen, i-it’s vibrating too hard— Mmph! Feels so good, hah…” Hearing your moans fueled him to turn you into an even greater mess, pressing it harder to your clit and two of his fingers easily entering your dripping hole.

The sensation felt too overwhelming, your moans echoing in his room, body uncontrollably spasming. It's been far too long since you've felt such intense pleasure, and you haven't even come yet! Your legs would've closed together if it weren't for his wide figure, leaving you with no choice but to grab on one of his arms instead, your other hand finding purchase on his futon.

He's so relentless—uncaring of how loud you’ve become, just focused on fucking you with his fingers. He hears you moan his name repeatedly, your head tossing and turning. He feels you getting tighter, a sign of your imminent orgasm.

The gradual, violent shocks from his controller almost rendered your clit numb, one last vibration finally making you gush around his fingers. Your hand tightened its grip on his arm, the hand on his futon covering your mouth as you fell into a silent scream, back arching. Gen mutters a series of curses at the sight of you unraveling before him, fucking you with his fingers throughout your orgasm.

He pulled his fingers out when he heard you whine, aware of how sensitive your hole is. You call him, “Gen. That was… unbelievable.”

“Oh yeah? That better be. But I’m not done with you yet.” he said, a devilish grin adorning his face. “I’ve yet to get a taste of you. Need to clean and drink you up.”

“Wait—!”

He placed his hands at your thighs, lifting them to place them on his broad shoulders. He wasted no time lapping up your juices, the feeling of his tongue making you shudder. His tongue got a taste of your come-slicked hole, moving to swirl it around your clit. This causes you to grip his hair, your other hand pinching your own nipples.

The slurping sounds from your pussy sounded too obscene, him making it known to you that he was definitely having the time of his life devouring you like this. “Gen… too sensitive. But—hah… Wanna come on your tongue, please.”

Good heavens, he wasn't even fingering you, but you can feel your liquid arousal dripping out of you. Gen’s licking on your clit turned your heavy breaths into high pitched moans, the lower half of your body starting to spasm. You felt him wrap his lips around your clit, now sucking it hard, causing you to come even harder than before.

He wiped his mouth at the back of his hand, moving up to slowly kiss you full on in the mouth. Your weakened arms wrapped around his shoulders, welcoming his relaxing gesture.

After a while, he pulled away, a smug grin on his face. “I’m a whole lot better than my gaming controller, aren't I?”

Seriously? Is that why he started this?

You rolled your eyes. “I never said it was better than you. Also, what happened to ‘should've fucked you’? Your dick’s still in your pants, mister.”

You felt his hands slide down your legs, moving it to cross over his back. “Never said we’re done.” He grinded his painfully obvious erection on your drenched pussy, a sign that the night is yet to end.

You silently prayed you’ll be able to walk tomorrow — you have a whole bunch of officers to train, or else you’ll get a week’s worth of scolding from Hasegawa!

#kaiju no. 8 #axia writes for fun #kn8 x reader #kn8 writing #kaiju number 8 #gen narumi #narumi smut #narumi gen x reader #narumi gen #narumi x reader

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libbyfandom · 1 year ago

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Let’s take a look inside Modern!Reader’s Camera Roll! Featuring Mizu and BES Characters

Your and Mizu’s legs tangled together as you cuddle. A movie is playing on the tv in the background.

A blurry picture of Mizu and Taigen in the middle of their weekly smack down. You don’t even remember what caused this one. In the corner you see Akemi leaning in and making a peace sign.

A screenshot of a designer purse you sent to Mizu while swapping ideas for Akemi's birthday gift.

Ringo in the kitchen, proudly beaming as he holds up his newest batch of cookies. There’s flour on his chin and apron.

Video of you zooming in on Mizu sitting on a roof with no visible sign of how she got up there. “How the actual fuck did you do that?” Your monotone “done with my girlfriend’s shenanigans” voice is heard behind the phone. “I climbed.”

Mizu and her adoptive father at a baseball game, wearing matching jerseys, sunglasses, and serious expressions. It’s quite cute.

A mirror selfie from your bed, wearing Mizu’s oversized sweatshirt and leggings.

Nude you sent Mizu while she was at work.

Nude you sent Mizu while she was at the gym.

A video of your locked front door, someone furiously banging on the other side. “I KNOW HOW TO PICK LOCKS, YOU BRAT.”

Akemi helping you wrap Ringo’s birthday presents.

Mizu and Taigen drunkenly hugging each other at a bar, Mizu’s head tucked under Taigen’s chin. (Blackmail material)

Sunset orange sky.

Sunset orange sky with a slender hand in frame flipping the bird.

Mizu and the boys during a very intense round of Mario Kart. Everyone’s leaning toward the tv, gazes focused. Mizu’s squatting on her seat at the couch.

Your hand holding Mizu’s wrist wearing the pretty silver charm bracelet you got her. Charms: Waves. Katana. Two interlocking hearts. Her birth flower. Moon.

A saved video Taigen sent of everyone but Taigen trying to crawl under a gap in a fence. You are clearly struggling, and Taigen starts to half heartedly pretend to kick at your head. The video lurches sideways violently and cuts off, like someone shoved him.

Screenshot of notes app grocery list.

A video of Mizu laying on you, fast asleep as your hand is in her hair and your thumb gently massages the place behind her ear. The only noise you can hear in the video is the white noise of the mic and her soft breathing.

Group Selfie you took of everyone playing Monopoly, half an hour before Ringo wins in a landslide. The first signs of frustrations are starting to show in several players' faces.

Ringo, looking at the camera with the saddest puppy dog eyes as a hand from out of frame holds up a hand written sign that says “Capitalist” at chest level.

A selfie of you and Akemi out at lunch together. Akemi is halfway through sipping her drink and is making a funny face.

A video of Mizu with her long hair down, swinging it around in a circle as she headbangs to a heavy metal song you still can’t make out the lyrics too.

A video of your lap, thighs squeezed together and shaking as a slender arm from out of frame makes a slow rolling motion from where their hand is hidden under the blanket between your legs.

A video of who you think might be Taigen getting chased by who you think is a screeching Akemi from far away on campus. You keep trying to zoom in but can’t tell. Every student in frame of the video is frozen and twisted around to stare at the scene.

Mizu’s hands filled with all the seashells she collected at the beach.

A little crab on the beach.

The gang eating food at a food truck at 1 am.

Your hand holding a bag of sour gummy candy Mizu really liked so you can remember to buy more later.

A close up of Mizu’s opened mouth, tongue hanging out, showing her new ball piercing, tongue coated and dripping with your cum. She was really impatient for it to heal so she can use it.

Picture of a squirrel on campus!

Mizu sitting on the floor holding Akemi’s new calico kitten up to her face and nuzzling it.

Saved mirror selfie Mizu sent from the gym, squatting in front of the mirror with her hair up while wearing her self cut cropped shirt and biker shorts.

A confused Taigen reaching up to grab the cheap, paper "Drama Queen" crown you just put on his head.

Akemi cutely posing with her hands under her chin with her newly dyed burgundy hair.

An old photo album showing little Mizu with her adopted dad. He double checked Mizu wasn't around when he showed you. The four slightly grainy photos in the shot are slightly different versions of one moment of Mizu being carried on a younger Eiji's hip. She looks unsure at something behind the camera, her little face pinched with that signature little pout she does. Younger Eiji has a slight smile on his face. ("I never liked having my picture taken myself. But I knew she'd need these to remember the versions of who she used to be, and that there are people that want to remember them too.")

Mizu. Sitting at the kitchen table. Just how she is in this moment.

#mizu x reader #blue eye samurai x reader #mizu #blueeyesamurai #mizu blue eye samurai #modern mizu

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akiiame-blog · 5 months ago

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Hi Akiiame! I was looking at those posts of yours defending Mario (and I want you to know that I LOVE WHEN YOU DEFEND MARIO) which reminded me of something I found on YouTube:

(I think I'm going to draw a Mario drawing with this)

Omg yes. This reminded me of a comic I saw on here not too long ago that fits exactly that image. It portrayed Mario as pathetic and self-absorbed because he didn't get picked by the player for Mario Party. And it was all based on the creator assuming nobody picks Mario for the spin-offs.

Really rubbed me the wrong way because it was so incredibly obvious that the creator Does Not Like Mario.

I think he even got upset when Luigi got picked, which is absolutely out of character for him, and further cements my distaste for fan works that clearly make a certain character out to only be hated and nothing more.

Rant aside, I'm happy you like my silly little Mario defend posts! And I'd love to see that drawn out :D

#mario #super mario #super mario bros #smb #mario bros #certified mario defender till the day i die

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efy727 · 6 months ago

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ABC kids

That's just my nickname for them. First seeing Buddy, I thought these three could have been good friends. Not replacing Junior, to make it clear. I just think, Buddy deserves more of friends.

Ramblings below. With Spoilers.

I need more Brothership, that game was AMAZING. I've been into Mario and Luigi since 2014, with BIS as my first game. I love the combat, the story, the characters, like this is my type of game.

The only lacking part was boss density. All Extension Corps members should had gotten individual fights, so the player can get quite the surprise on how they work as a unit, like the Mage Sisters. But that's my main gripe.

Is wild it's made by the developers of Octopath Traveler. I didn't know until after beating the game. I've played both entries; so, knowing them, it causes quite the shock. But the soul of Mario and Luigi it's still there. I hope to see what more could they do with the series.

Anyway, I have a feeling that there could be DLC, despite neither Octopath, nor Mario and Luigi getting those as far as a I remember. There are a few things I perceive as loose ends.

Mainly what Arc tells you before storming Fortress Zokket again, that if we navigate all currents, something good might happen. Of course, I passed through all of my remaining dark blue currents and... nothing. Is just, what is the purpose of that line of dialogue? Am I the only one hung up on that text?

Another thing is Dewy Fightem, still saying that he will continue his monster research after defeating Glohm Pipegunk and disappearing from Shipshape after beating the final boss. It would be cool to get rematches with the final stretch bosses.

Another thing, I would be nice to be able to find Patriarc at some point, even if optional. Dude disappears from the story, and I just kept expecting him to show up. He only does in the credits.

Reviewing them again, maybe not the best "evidence", but I can dream. Besides, they could at least do a post-game with the tree Connie gives Mario at the end.

Well thanks I you got here. Have an extra sketch. I might do something out of it someday.

#mario and luigi #mario & luigi brothership #brothership #connie mario and luigi #arc mario and luigi #buddy mario and luigi #EFY's art and rambling #another one for the pile (extra sketch)

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game-boy-pocket · 5 months ago

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Maybe i'm just hanging out around the wrong places where the new Donkey Kong design is being discussed, but Donkey Kong fans sound a lot like what people say Sonic fans sound like right now, and they're being very alarmist about the future of Donkey Kong. I've heard really shitty things being said. Things like "Nintendo is doing this because they hate Rare, they're trying to spite them! They want to erase Rare's Donkey Kong!" and "This is the end of DK as we know it, this art style is prepping him to be swallowed up as a permanent Mario character now. We'll never get a solo DK game again!"

It's nonsense. I understand not liking the new design, but giving him a new design at all can only be seen as a sign that Nintendo has big plans for the franchise in my book.

Let me go over all the evidence to suggest that Donkey Kong is going to become a huge IP in the near future, and not merely a bit player in the Mario spinoffs.

Donkey Kong had a huge presence in the Mario movie, there was more Rare references in the movie than we've seen in a long time, and DK himself was probably more active in the movie than even Luigi. Why would they portray DK the way they did instead of being an escaped zoo animal kidnapping mayor Pauline if their plans for him were to absorb him into the Mario franchise forever? Miyamoto also chose to address the design very directly, which he didn't do for other characters. He had a hand in the design, this is not "Illumination Donkey Kong" this is Donkey Kong, as updated by his own creator. So you might as well divorce this design from Seth Rogan in your brain, it's still gonna be the voice of Ganondorf coming out of this ape ( most likely. I still miss Grant Kirkhope peresonally )

Super Mario Odyssey's New Donk City was obviously an homage to Arcade Donkey Kong, except it wasn't JUST an homage to the arcade era. There were more Rare easter eggs than you could shake a stick at, every street sign was named after something from Donkey Kong Country including Animal Buddies Kremlings and Kongs not yet present in the Retro Studios games, you can see the full list [here].

After years of selling Donkey Kong toys and other merchandise with "Super Mario" logos, they stopped doing that a few years back. Now, Donkey Kong merch is using actual Donkey Kong Branding. Again, this is not something they would do if they wanted Donkey Kong to be swallowed up by Mario.

Donkey Kong got it's own lego set, which includes Funky, Dixie, and Cranky, yes they were in tropical freeze, but they wouldn't be using those characters at all in new merchandise if their plan was to dissolve DK into Mario.

www.donkeykong.com used to redirect to the Nintendo home page. Now it leads to a portal for all things Donkey Kong. If you test a number of other Nintendo IP, Star Fox, F-Zero, Warioware, Yoshi's Island, what do you see, you either get redirected to Nintendo's front page ( currently advertising Donkey Kong Country Returns HD ) or a picture of Wario saying "nope, doesn't exist."

Nintendo always seems to add Donkey Kong stuff in batches to NSO and Nintendo music. This hasn't happened for other franchises, but they always make Donkey Kong stuff a big deal.

King K. Rool did so well in the Smash Ballot, that, while he was not realizable at the time ( because secretly the Smash Ballot was never about Smash 4 ), they added a Mii costume into Smash 4 to throw fans a bone. DK Vine has an insider reporting that Nintendo was stunned by his popularity, they were unaware he had so much support. Retro Studios wanted to add him into the Switch port of Tropical Freeze, but it was decided Smash Bros would be the more meaningful re-introduction for the character. That's all rumor, but the fact is, they chose King K. Rool for Smash Ultimate.

THEY OPENED A GOD DAMNED THEME PARK. Does Star Fox have a theme park? Does Kirby have a theme park? Is there an F-Zero ride at Super Nintendo World? Did Pikmin get anything other than minor appearances in the Mario lobby? DOES ZELDA HAVE A THEME PARK?? No to all of these... Donkey Kong has a theme park, it's modeled after his IP, and while it's main influence is Donkey Kong Country Returns and Tropical Freeze, the theme park was in the works so long ago that those were the most current games at the time. They might not have much merch outside of DK and Diddy but it's not like the Mario park has the most diverse merchandise either. I didn't see a single piece of Wario merch while I was there. I'm sure as the years go on, more merchandise will come to these parks. I doubt they'll be selling the same things forever.

Donkey Kong has new key art made for a calendar for 2026. And yes, Diddy will be in the calander too. No word on other characters but K. Rool was in a 2020 Donkey Kong Calendar. Why would they be making DK merch for TWENTY TWENTY SIX if they want to kill his franchise and absorb it into Mario??

And finally the big rumor, again, from a DK vine insider. A 3D Donkey Kong game was reportedly in development from Vicarious Visions before Activision pulled the plug because they didn't want to develop single player games anymore after Skylanders sold poorly. DK being a guest in Skylanders just makes this rumor seem even more likely. Rumors say that Nintendo finally decided to make Donkey Kong a series they would develop internally like Mario, and bring him home to Japanese devs, instead of always relying on partners to develop Donkey Kong.

The Mario Kart redesign further supports this, as it heavily resembles the way Japanese artists have been drawing Donkey Kong for years, if you look at his gallery in the Mario Wiki, you'll notice the resemblances long before the movie design was revealed.

Last thing, they chose to close out the Nintendo Switch's life with remakes of Mario vs Donkey Kong, and Donkey Kong Country Returns. They could have remade anything, but they think Donkey Kong is valuable enough that people would want to play it. Yeah, it's fully priced, which sucks, but just take it as a sign that Nintendo sees Donkey Kong as a premium brand.

Donkey Kong fans have been dooming about the state and future state of the IP for so long that they're ignoring all the signs right in front of their noses that the IP is very healthy, and I don't think there's a reality in which we don't see a new Donkey Kong game in the first few years of the Switch 2's life, and it's not going to involve Mario. I will say I can't guarantee they'll bring back every Animal Buddy, Kong, and Kremling the fans have been missing, but it would be extremely weird and dumb to dump all that after... well *gestures to the bulleted list above*

Donkey Kong is going to be just fine.

#nintendo #donkey kong

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hyper-fixated-delusions · 2 years ago

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All is fair in love and Mario Kart.

Wanda Maximoff x Avenger fem!reader.

A/N: I hope you enjoy and I apologize for any mistakes! Also comments, reblogs, shares and likes are super appreciated, thank you! :)

Translation: “Sestra.” Sister.

“Detka.” Baby.

“Amor.” Love.

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Masterlist.

You should have known.

You should have known agreeing to a Mario Kart tournament with the Avengers was a bad idea.

But you were excited to try out one of the many new versions of the game.

Excited at the prospect of the nostalgia it would bring as it reminded you of simpler times.

Times where you weren't too worried about the next big bad. Times where aliens weren't invading and wreaking havoc on earth.

Honestly, this was all just supposed to be innocent fun. You relaxing while you played your favorite childhood game.

But when Tony caught you playing in the TV room of the compound and he made a bet that you just couldn't refuse, you found it hard to back down, and as many of your other teammates joined, your girlfriend included, it all got too out of hand.

On one team it was Pietro, Natasha, Steve, Bucky, Peter and you.

On the other team it was Vision, Thor, Bruce, Clint, Wanda and Tony.

Once the tournament began, you all played like your lives depended on it, pouring out all of your skills into each round. The competitiveness arising in all of you a tenfold at the stakes that were given.

There was coercion, and threats being thrown around, anything to ensure a win that didn’t include using your powers, it was there and having both teams at a tie as the final round was about to commence, you can feel the tension in the air as the last two players are randomly chosen and you gulp when you realize it’s you versus Wanda.

“Alright lovebirds, it all comes down to you two,” Tony begins as you shake your arms up and down, bouncing on your toes as if you're about to enter the boxing match of your life. “Whoever wins this round ensures the win of their team. Remember the winning team has no chores for 3 months, losers must take on those chores, got it?” He says, and both you and Wanda nod, “okay, go!”

Beginning the round against your girlfriend had you nervous to say the least, Wanda showing promising skills from her previous rounds as she quickly picked up ways to ensure her success. But as you finish the first lap of the race you quickly realize you're definitely going to beat your girlfriend, your skills slightly better than hers as you’ve played many times before and your loud thoughts cause Wanda to throw you a quick side glare.

“So smug detka, already thinking you’ve won when there's still 2 more laps to go,” she says, accent prominent in her competitiveness.

“Sorry amor, but what can I say? I'm just that good,” you say, shrugging with a smirk as Wanda gapes when you hit her with a series of objects, making her character move onto last place.

“Oh, you are so going down sestra,” Pietro exclaims happily, bouncing in his spot.

“Shut it Piet,” Wanda grumbles angrily. “Baby,” the witch begins with a sweet voice, causing you to tense, “if I lose, just know that no kisses will be given to you for the 3 months that it takes for me to complete my punishment,” your girlfriend says in a singsong tone and her threat makes you falter, making you immediately go from 1st to 5th place.

“Whoa, no, no wait. You can't do that! You can’t take kissing away from me,” you pout, “that's not fair!”

Wanda merely shrugs, a smug smirk on her face, knowing that you can't live without her kisses.

“Okay, hey! No!” Natasha exclaims suddenly, snapping her fingers beside you, “focus up Y/L/N, because if we lose this tournament, I will make sure you don't get to kiss Wanda for 3 months, you got that?” The redhead threatens back and you gulp using your objects to make it back to first place.

It's the final lap and Wanda's character is in 2nd place trailing right behind you, you could feel the tension in the air at this moment, everyone holding their breaths as they await a winner.

Quickly you cast your eyes to the bottom corner of the screen and see that Wanda has one final shell in her arsenal as you have a banana peel and by the looks of the approaching finish line, you know for certain your girlfriend is going to use it on you to help ensure her win.

So what you do before she has a chance to hit you is, you place yourself right in front of her character and deploy the banana peel causing Wanda's character to spin out of control just before she has a chance to hit you with her shell, making you win first place.

“Fuck yeah! Way to go Y/N,” someone from your team exclaims, as the rest of the group have their hands thrown in the air in celebration, rounding you immediately to hug you for ensuring their victory.

As you and your team celebrate your win Pietro suddenly jumps up onto the coffee table.

“Do you know how many basic bitches would kill to be like me,” he says as he fake sweeps his shoulders, “so many! I am a king, I am unstoppable, I rule the world!” He exclaims and the opposing team roll their eyes at the speedster’s antics.

“Oh please Piet, you didn't even win one of your Mario Kart rounds, get down,” Wanda says, pulling her brother off the table.

Smiling widely due to your victory and your girlfriend's actions you approach Wanda and pucker up your lips jokingly, “celebratory kiss?” You ask, as you get close to her face.

But before you can reach her lips, Wanda's hand comes in between your faces, “no, shut up, I'm mad at you for winning, so get away from me,” the redhead says, shoving your face softly causing you to let out a laugh.

“I'm sorry amor,” you begin, approaching your girlfriend slowly, “but I had to win, Nat is scary!" You say as you reach her, your arms go around Wanda's waist, “I definitely did not want to know what she was going to do to prevent me from kissing you for three months if I lost us the tournament,” you whisper, eyes quickly glancing towards the redhead assassin that's standing across the room and Wanda chuckles softly, arms going around your neck to play with the baby hairs at your nape.

“Oh, my poor big baby,” your girlfriend teases with a smirk and you roll your eyes.

“Yeah, that’s easy for you to say, she didn't threaten you! She may be small, but she's mighty,” you say, whispering softly in order to prevent your words from reaching the assassin's ears.

“Oh really, so I’m small? You want to start shit Y/L/N, is that it?” Natasha asks, as she suddenly stands behind you.

You turn around quickly, “no. No! I'm not starting anything! Also how the fuck are you already behind me?” You exclaim, eyes wide in shock and fear, “and hey, I said small, but mighty! So please don't hurt me,” you say, going behind Wanda for protection and the team laughs at your antics due to your fear of Natasha and the height difference between you and your girlfriend, your frame still in clear view behind Wanda.

“You won us the tournament, which means no chores for three months, so you're safe for now, but next time I won't be so kind,” Natasha says, a teasing glare on her face.

“Okay, okay. I'm sorry,” you say hands up in surrender, then you grab Wanda's hand and softly pull her towards you, “also, you know what? I'm just going to go to bed before I put my foot in my mouth again, so bye. Goodnight losers, enjoy your chores,” you say grinning smugly as you walk away from the group. Suddenly stopping when you feel Wanda stop from beside you, her hand being pulled out of your grasp and you turn to see a frown on your girlfriend’s face as a slight glare is directed at you, “oh shit, wait, no, not you baby, not you. They’re the losers,” you say, smiling sheepishly.

“Hey, so uh, where's that foot at Y/L/N?” Clint teases with a laugh.

“Hey, so uh, mind your business Clint,” you retort, blushing red as you turn to look at the witch, “baby, come on. I was talking about them being losers, not you,” you say as Wanda begins storming away from you, “Max, come on amor, I swear I wasn’t talking about you,” you exclaim as you jog to catch up to your girlfriend.

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megamagimugi · 4 months ago

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The Cruel Fate of the Left-Behind Toad

M&L: Brothership spoilers below!

I need to talk about something that happened to me during my first playthrough of the game, because it still haunts me to this day. And I don't think it's a very common experience among the players. This is going to be a long post, so please bear with me.

You know the sidequest called "The Left-Behind Toad"? You fish and find a note in a bottle that goes like this:

"How long's it been since I was sent flying to this island? It's a small island, that's for sure. There's almost nothing on it. Just pipes. That's it. Pipes. I'm bored! Nothing to eat but grass. Only clouds for companions! Now my cap is drying out. I have little hope that I'll be rescued. But maybe throwing this message out to the sea will do something. Whoever you are, if you're reading these words, PLEASE HELP."

There's also a crumpled page saying:

"Oh, Mario and Luigi, I hope you're both doing well. Please, Princess Peach, forgive me. I won't be returning for a while."

Of course, with a message like this and the very name of the sidequest, I felt bad for that poor soul and naturally wanted to help him as soon as I could. I imagine it must be the same for most people. So I did what the game suggested and immediately went to see those adventuring brothers from Allsand. They showed me the islet in question on the ocean map. The only problem? After that interaction, I lost the way. I don't know how. I just couldn't find that darn Inphant Islet. When I tried again on my replay after beating the game, it was so easy, it was RIGHT THERE and I have no idea why I couldn't find it on the map the first time. Guess I must have gotten distracted by other sidequests and the main story soon after. I never completely forgot, though.

After an embarrassingly long time, I finally discovered that stupid islet. But it was too late and the sidequest had expired. I launched Mario and Luigi to Inphant anyway. What I found shocked me. The poor Toad had been glohmed! I still wanted to do what I could, and found my way to him through the maze of warp pipes. Sure, the fact that there was also treasure to find gave me extra motivation, but I really still wanted to help that Toad. But as one might expect, when I tried talking to him he responded in the same way all glohmed characters did. He wanted to be left alone, and there was nothing we could do. It was honestly quite heartbreaking. I didn't want to leave him there. I wanted to bring him back to Shipshape, cure him and then bring him home to the Mushroom Kingdom. But the game didn't give me any way to do that from that point onwards.

Honestly, I wish they had let us carry Toad like an object even against his will and force him to come with us. Heck, it could have even been quite a funny little scene as Toad would try to resist and protest all the time as we carry him through the pipes and then to the cannon. But alas, no such luck. The game let us know we failed and we were forced to come back with nothing except for the treasure.

Too bad I didn't take any pictures or videos of that moment. I suppose I was simply too shocked. I just couldn't believe there was nothing I could do. If the same thing happened to anyone else who does have some footage/screenshots, I'd appreciate it if you shared them in a reblog!

Think about the implications of this failure, guys. That Toad was already in a bad physical and mental state when he was writing the letter. How much time did he spend on that little island before I found him all glohmed? And then once I was forced to leave him there, the game never gave me another opportunity to rescue him. Sure, once we beat Reclusa and saved Concordia, the Glohm was gone, but then what? The islets were never part of the main land of Concordia. He was still left all alone on Inphant. Really, I'd say that his best chance of survival were those two Allsand brothers who might discover him there - but will they make it in time before he dies there?

And as I found out today when I was playing some of Brothership again using my old save files, it gets even WORSE. I swear the little dude can't catch a break.

I used a save file from the time when Reclusa has already been reborn and trapped a lot of people in those strange VR headset flowers. I deciced to visit that Toad since, even though I've already rescued him on my second try during my replay of that part, sometimes I still think about this particular timeline. And guess what! Of course that poor Toad who had already spent who knows how much time all alone on that islet was caught too! Guess the game really wanted to let me know I had royally scewed up.

This time, I have footage, so you can see for yourself what happened. Watch with the sound on and until the end.

The noise he makes at the end after I'm done talking to him? He mutters to himself like this all the time when we're on this islet, even farther away from him. His distorted voice sounds scary, too. And look at what he's saying, what he's dreaming about. I think all of this means the poor fellow lost his mind, stranded among nothing but pipes that kept confusing him. His biggest dream at this point is simply finding his way through them with ease. So, not only is he most likely going to die here, he couldn't even keep his sanity. This Toad did NOT deserve this fate. I'm so sorry for failing you, little guy :(

For me, it was hands down THE darkest part of this entire game. Even though technically it shouldn't have happened. It's definitely very dark for a Mario game. What's more, Mariowiki says:

Clearly, this is not the case. The Toad is present alright, at least in body... Or at least he was during my playthrough, heh (if nobody says it happened to them too I'm totally starting an "every copy of Brothership is personalized" rumor xD).

Anyway, if you've made it this far, thank you. I needed to share this with the world and would love to hear your thoughts. Here's a little rough doodle I drew before writing this post.

...Yeah. I'm sorry, little buddy. At least there's a timeline where I did save you <3

#mario and luigi brothership #toad #mario #luigi #brothership spoilers #mario and luigi brothership spoilers #mario & luigi #my art #if you can call this quick doodle art heh #anyway this being part of my first playthrough of this game mildly traumatized me #thanks for reading my rambling lol

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