#happy princess peach month

[sarahvilelaheart]

This is an art of Princess Peach, Toadette, Birdo, Goombaria, Bombette and Hungry Luma celebrating together this year's Princess Peach Month. So... Happy Princess Peach Month 2023! 🩷 And enjoy! 🙂

[longestdistanceart]

Princess Peach stained glass

[creatura-theanarchist]

I started making pride flags by colour picking them off of Mario characters and then a friend suggested I do Garfield so-

[cali-kabi]

~ Happy Mar10 Day and happy 28th anniversary to Super Mario RPG <3🌟💫⚡️

I love this series so much it will always hold a special place in my heart ;w; I love playing the Mario rpg remake on the switch last year it was so much fun I love the story too the characters are the best ^w^

[ninebaalart]

Pansexual Pride Peach

those colors are just... her normal color scheme? is nintendo trying to tell us something

[fandomaus-blog]

Happy pride mouth!

[oh-hell-help-me]

Day 5: Blaze

They found the culprit eventually, after Mario arrived.

In fact, Luigi was sure that -had he not lead the investigation- Bowser would have disregarded his daily duties to smoke out the Koopa himself.

It turned out to be surprisingly easy.

It also turned out that Luigi.... might have made a bigger impression than he realized?

Like, at least a whole search party made up of vendors, Troopas, and the odd old Koopa ladies (who he once talked to about Koopa style crochet) had taken up the tracking while Luigi and his guards were busy, well... Busy.

In any case, the Koopa left a trail that was particularly messy and caught him before he left the Kingdom via airship.

None of them would explain why the Koopa was hauled to the castle with various injuries, but even Luigi could guess the answer to that -even if the gesture made him feel conflicted.

Is it bad to feel so much gratitude for this? To feel relieved that he meant something to other people?

To feel satisfaction as someone who hurt you refuses to look you in your direction?

He struggles to not acknowledge the part of him that makes him feel nauseous thinking out it- turns his attention towards the Koopa King as he sits on his throne amidst officials and common folk alike. It seems like they have gathered around for... whatever was going on, but the collective silence is deafening.

With his imposing bulk backlit by the lava wall, red eyes gleaming brighter than his scales, Bowser was a sight that had Luigi feel like he couldn't catch his breath.

His face was unreadable, with most of it shadowed, but there was something dangerous in his voice as he spoke.

"What is your name?"

"......Hackson." A jam to the back of his shell. "Sir." The Koopa spat out

Luigi couldn't see his brother from his seat in a makeshift wheelchair, but he could still hear Mario's teeth grind together. He could see Peach, perched next to him on a fancy chair, but the way her gloved hands clenched made him realize that she was just as angry.

By the subtle sound of claws on his stone armrests, Bowser may have felt the same.

"Well, Hackson." The behemoth's voice seemed to get deeper and raspier, something that made Luigi's spine stiffen. "Do you know why you are here?"

"Yes." The Koopa said curtly.

Red eyes narrowed. "Then you should be aware that you should choose your next words carefully." Smoke leaked from Bowser's maw, trailing his head as he leaned forward from his throne. "Why."

It was obviously as much a command as it was a question.

"I was getting rid of a problem you're too weak to get rid of."

Bowser seemed to almost lunge, baring his teeth into a snarl.

"YOU DARE-"

"I DARE ALRIGHT!" The Koopa didn't seem to register the way the crowd shifted away from him. "I DARE BECAUSE THAT-" He thrusts a claw at Luigi, who flinches into his seat- wincing as another panging sting raced from his stomach. "HUMAN AND EVERY OTHER SCALELESS-" he says something Luigi couldn't pronounce, but the way the Koopas around them acted told him enough. "-SHOULDN'T BE HERE! THEY SHOULD STILL BE RUNNING IN FEAR AS WE BURN THEM TO ASHES!"

Hackson seemed to be growing angrier, locking eyes with almost everyone present. "OUR WORKERS SHOULD STILL BE ABLE TO HAVE A ROOF OVER OUR HEADS! HAVE MORE THAN A DAMN MORSEL TO EAT! WE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO PAY FOR YOUR FUCKUPS!"

There is a silence that followed, but Luigi could only focus on the sudden smell of sulfur and the way Hackson flinched as Bowser stood up.

"And what did you gain, hm?" The king's voice was almost soft, but the way started to step down from his throne... "A promotion? A medal?" The sulfur smell grew stronger. "Did you know what you've just done? What you almost did?"

The Koopa, Hackson, seemed to pale and freeze on the spot. He looked less sure of himself, but something seemed to have egged him on.

"I-I could have saved them -finished what we started!" He wasn't making sense- saved? "I WOULD STILL HAVE MY FATHER HERE!"

....

Gradually, the sulfur scent faded, but Bowser kept cold eyes locked on Hackson as he stared down on him.

"....Regardless of your reasons, you have committed a crime against both the Mushroom Kingdom and my Will." He took a step back, beckoning the Troopas to secure him again. "You will be placed in a holding cell, until mine and the Council's judgment will call upon you."

It seemed like that was that.

But then-

Hackson caught a glimpse of Luigi behind his king, his desperate eyes locking onto his before seeming to turning into bubbling anger- no-

Hate.

Luigi couldn't breathe, couldn't think, couldn't move when the Koopa lobbed out a fireball-

A hissing ROAR-

then bright, blistering heat came -cracking stone and sending waves of whipping air -nearly carrying his hat right off his head before he barely caught it against his head.

He couldn't tear his eyes from the sight- the sound -the smell---

He heard Hackson be burned alive.

He saw Mario -his brother, his fratello- take the fireball to his shoulder- crumbling against him in pain as Peach screamed-

He saw Bowser, fire highlighting him and his angry eyes-

-turn into regret, looking away even as he drew closer.

He was shivering, he knows he is in the way that Mario still tries to check him over -frantically looking him over even as Luigi stutters out protests because damnit Mario, you're the one hit with a fireball--!

How can he tell anyone that neither the Koopa's death nor his brother's injury wasn't the only reason he was shivering like a leaf? That it wasn't just fear that had left him otherwise mute as he and Mario were picked up by Bowser and carried away from the blaze?

That even after he heard those screams of agony, and smelt the charred meat of what used to be a living being, those encompassing arms- hot and firm with bumpy shield-hard scales- felt like the safest spot in the world?

[rachirodehills]

Peaches, The Damsel We know in distress! We love you!

Peaches, The Damsel We know in distress! We love you! Happy Princess Peach Month 2023 Peach: Yes everybody, it is my month. Princess Peach Month 2023. Thank you everyone for sending in nice gifts, lovely comments, and so much more. I hope everyone has a great month, and I wish you all a great day! Peachy!

Princess Peach ~ (C) Nintendo Resign ~ @Rachi-RodeHills  

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[btsvt-bar]

Fuckboy!Wonwoo going for shy!reader since he assumes they’re a virgin, just to find out reader is an absolute freak and rides him until he passes out

wonwoo bias wrecked me so much after the follow again concerts that this just came to life on it’s own. i wrote the freshman experience based off of how it is on my country and i loved writing this, so i hope you enjoy it too! ♡

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fuckboy!wonwoo who’s your game design course sunbaenim. he contradicts all paradigms about nerds, because he’s hot as fuck.

fuckboy!wonwoo who spots you on the first day of classes. he sees you walking past him in your tiny skirt and "I ♡ games" tshirt and finds you adorable.

fuckboy!wonwoo who fights with other veterans to keep you as his freshman. he loses the argument to Nayeon, the course’s students’ president, and sulks for the rest of the day.

fuckboy!wonwoo who hits on you at the bar that night. everyone’s whispering about the two of you.

since Nayeon’s done her job and warned you before hand about Wonwoo’s reputation, you turn him down nicely because you hate the attention. of course, it only spurs him on.

fuckboy!wonwoo who tried to befriend you as a way of getting into your pants (well, he’s a fuckboy after all!).

a couple months after, once he realizes you’re actually really funny and outgoing when you feel comfortable enough, he finds himself enjoying the time you two spend together.

fuckboy!wonwoo who becomes obsessed with you. he convinces himself it’ll fade away once he fucks you. but then he finds himself getting so fucking jealous when he hears you calling Seungcheol your “oppa”. he knows Cheol has a thing for you — your innocent, virgin like persona is driving every male student wild. so he feels his blood boiling when you touch his hyung’s bicep as you smile sweetly and bat your eyelashes.

fuckboy!wonwoo who gets really annoyed when his friends mock him, claiming he lost his charms and won’t get to fuck you like he would do to any other girl.

"it’s up to Coups Hyung to pop her cherry." Jeonghan holds back a laugh as Wonwoo rolls his eyes.

Like hell we will! he thinks.

fuckboy!wonwoo who tries to sleep with someone else to get off and forget about you. but it doesn’t work and he gets more frustrated than before.

fuckboy!wonwoo who offers to help you with your class project and goes to your shared dorm room on a Saturday night. you open the door and he holds his breath when he sees your super princess peach cropped shirt.

"what? it’s my favorite game" you state, with a pout on your lips, when he stares for too long.

"oh, nothing. it’s a good one." he babbles, averting his eyes from your chest. your shirt was probably old, since he could see the outline of your nipples through the white fabric. he swallows nervously, trying to shake the image of your pebbled nipples off of his head.

fuckboy!wonwoo who gets distracted by your short sleeping shorts, since they do the bare minimum to cover you up.

"Nonu, are you listening?" you complain as you shake him. his eyes are out of focus when he meets your gaze. "earth to Nonu! what are you thinking about?"

fuckboy!wonwoo who bites his lower lip and stares at you.

"i’m thinking about you, cutie." he flirts. usually, you would blush and avert your eyes. so it’s a shocker for him when your Bambi eyes transform into a siren gaze.

“what about me?" you whisper, inching closer to his face. "is it about the ways you’d like to fuck me?" that’s all it takes for Wonwoo to take off his glasses and crash his lips into yours.

fuckboy!wonwoo who gets really excited and surprised when he finds out you’re not a virgin. in fact, you’re a total freak in bed. he feels a bit fooled since you got everyone believing you’re a pure angel, but he isn’t about to complain.

not when you’re jumping up and down on his dick with your pretty boobs on full display for him.

fuckboy!wonwoo who fucks up into you with all his might, thinking that he could die happy buried in your heat like that.

you’re riding him so good, your hips grinding against his and your hands clawing at his chest. your lips are red and swollen from kissing, your head’s thrown back in pleasure. you let out quiet ah-ah-ahs that enter Wonwoo’s ears and spin down his body directly to his dick.

fuckboy!wonwoo who nearly blows his load when you ask him to choke you.

his big hand presses on your throat with minimum force, but you demand more pressure and he complies.

fuckboy!wonwoo who circles your clit and sucks your nipples to help you cum. and when you do, he follows shortly after, emptying three months worth of blue balls in the condom and nearly passes out.

fuckboy!wonwoo who cuddles you and realizes he’s been tricked.

"i’m not complaining, but i thought you were a virgin."

you laugh, turning around to face him. "and the resident fuckboy gets played." pride bubbles in your chest. Wonwoo smiles at you, his brown eyes still a bit glazed over from his high.

"i liked being played" he admits with a shy smile.

fuckboy!wonwoo who refuses to go back to his own room. thank goodness your roommate is not coming back for the night.

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© btsvt-bar, 2024

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[mariclerc]

An unexpected role (pt. 2) | cl16

Summary: you revealed your little secret to your date, you didn't expect he would take it so well.

Warning: none, a lot of fluff and a bunch of dad!Charles.

a/n: part two of “an unexpected role” this is a little bit long, I hope you like it! Part 1 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

“Mama, Chas... 'rrived!” said an excited Lily jumping up and down.

It had been a couple of months since you and Charles started dating, and he was like a breath of fresh air to your life, Lily adored him, he was her companion for adventures and bedtime stories. It was what your life was missing, although you both weren't officially a couple yet, you felt like one because you spent more time together in your apartment than anything else.

“Hi there my little flower! Are you ready for our afternoon together?” He said as he bent down to hug her, Lily nodded. “Hello you gorgeous!”

“Hi Charlie boo-boo!” you said as you approached him with a smile to give him a hug and a little kiss on the lips, act that made him blush a little. “Are you sure you don't mind going out alone with Lily? I could accompany you both.” you asked him and he denied.

“No my darling, stay here, consider it your day off... Besides, I'm sure Lily and I will have a great time, right princess?” he said and asked Lily, to which she nodded excitedly.

“Alright honey. Have a great time guys!” you said while smiling at them. “Bye Lily, have fun with Charlie!” you said as you waved your hand at your little girl.

Lily ran over to you to hug you and give you kisses on the face. “Bye mama! Love....you!” she said very effusively.

Charles smiled at you again as he waved his hand and took Lily's hand to leave the apartment without first closing the door. It had been a long time since you had an afternoon to yourself or a moment of relaxation, but you didn't complain, being a mother is a laborious task and you liked being the best version of yourself for Lily.

So you took advantage of having a moment of relaxation, you decided to go to the beauty salon, since you had a long time without going and get your haircut and nails done.

***

Meanwhile, Charles and Lily had arrived at the children's playroom that was in the shopping center, it was a quite colorful place with trampolines, tables to play and draw, and other fun things for kids to enjoy. Lily held Charles's finger tightly, as if she didn't want to be separated from him.

“What's happening my little peach? Don't you want to go play there?” he asked Lily with a soft voice, she denied. “It’s okay princess, we can do anything else you want!”

With that being said, he picked up Lily in his arms and started walking through the shopping center.

“Princess!” Lily said happily, Charles turned his head and saw a very flashy and cute princess store.

“Do you want to go in there princess?” He asked her with a little smile and she stretched her little hands towards the store. “I'll take that as a yes then. C'mon darling! Let's make some memories.”

Upon entering the store there were many girls dressed as little Disney princesses, some were playing and some of them left the store with some princess memorabilia, Lily started to move in Charles's arms so he placed her on the floor and took her little hand. One of the workers approached them.

“Oh, hello there! How can I help you?” said the worker who was wearing a tiara on her head, Lily began to point to the tiara on the girl's head.

“'tumes! Chas, princesses!” Lily said very happy smiling, Charles caressed her little head.

“Hello! Ehm... She wants to try one of the princess costumes, isn't that right princess?” He said and at the same time asked Lily, who just smiled, implying that she agreed with him.

“Then perfect! Follow me!” The worker said and began to guide them through the store, there were many things about princesses, costumes, toys, t-shirts with prints of the different princesses, it seemed like Lily's eyes were going to pop out, she giggled when she saw everything that was there.

They toured the princess store with the worker, who showed them absolutely everything until they reached a part where there were costumes for all the princesses. Lily was very happy and excited about this cute adventure with Charlie.

“We get to the part where the magic happens!” The girl said and Lily clapped her hands while giggling. “Well, little one, what would you like to dress up as?”

“'Ella! 'Ella!” Lily said as she jumped up and pointed at Cinderella's costume.

Saying that, the girl looked for a Cinderella costume for Lily, with her tiara and accessories, she took her to a fitting room where she placed the costume on her.

“Lilytunes, are you ready? I want to see you cutie.” Charles said as he looked towards the dressing room where Lily had entered.

Following that, Lily came out in a cute little Cinderella costume, she looked like an adorable little princess, Charles smiled when he saw her, she was the exact replica of her mama, so pretty and absolutely cute.

“I am a princess Chas! Princess!” Lily said, jumping around and smiling at Charles.

“But of course you are, my girl. A very pretty little princess!” He said as he took her little hand and made her spin around. “Let me take a picture of you to show mama later, okay?”

After that they continued seeing various things in the store, like stuffed animals of the princesses and their pets, and there were even little outfits for stuffed animals of which Lily wanted to take one for Mimi, the name of the stuffed bunny that Charles had given her when they met.

“Did you enjoy your afternoon little butterfly? Did you like going out with me today?” He asked as he gave her some of his strawberry milkshake.

She nodded while smiling at him. “Yes! Thank you dada!” She said giving him a hug, he hugged her back but he practically froze.

She had called him dad... She had called him that, he had imagined the distant possibility that she could call him that, but he never thought that she would say it so naturally, she was a very intelligent little girl for only being two years old, almost three in fact. He felt happy when he heard those little magic words.

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“We're here!” He said as he entered the apartment holding hands with Lily and holding the bags with the little things he bought for her, as well as a bouquet of flowers and a pretty necklace he bought for you. “Oh god, love, stop looking so beautiful, you'll give me a heart attack with how pretty you look every time!” He said when he saw you, you looked pretty with your haircut and your new nails.

You just smiled and approached them. “But it is my favorite duo! How are you honey?” You asked as you gave him a small kiss on the lips. “And how is my little princess? Did you have fun with Charlie?” You asked Lily as you picked her up to fill her with kisses everywhere.

She nodded. “Yes mama! Dada took me to the world of princesses and... I have a 'ella costume!” she said while giggling.

Your eyes watered a little, you smiled when you heard her, you looked at Charles and he smiled while blushing a little, you know how much he loves and adores Lily, both of you actually.

“That's awesome sweetie!” You said as you gave her a kiss on the forehead. “I'm glad you had fun with Charlie!”

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As bedtime approached, you went to tell Lily her bedtime story, just like you do every day, you and Charles sat near her bed, you smiled when you saw her hugging Mimi, who was now wearing a little Cinderella dress, just like Lily's.

“Alright little lady, it's time to sleep and dream!” You said with a smile as you placed kisses on her face and she giggled, it was your routine before bed.

“Good night my sweetheart! I loved hanging out with you today!” He said while also giving her little kisses on her face.

“Good night mama, good night dada! Luv youu!” She said goodbye to you while lengthening the last u.

As you walk back to the master bedroom, Charles can't help but feel happy and excited why Lily called him "dad", in her own way, but she did. He wanted to cry with happiness, maybe it wasn't there from the beginning, but it had arrived at the right time in your lives.

“So... Dada? You got promoted today!” You smiled.

“I think so... I can't ask for more, I didn't think Lily would call me that, it doesn't bother me at all that she does it, I feel like I've won a championship, as silly as it sounds.” He said as his eyes watered and he smiled.

“Hey, well, to me you're actually her dad. It's just... You take her for a walk, you buy her things, the night she got sick you were awake with her trying to calm her down, believe me, not everyone does that Charles.” You said and then kissed him on the lips, it was a slow kiss in which you overflowed all your emotions towards him. “You are even more of a dad than some out there, and you don't know how happy I am that you are the one made for us.”

At the end of the day, what started out as something so unexpected and kind of casual, became the most significant thing in your lives, which were now filled with a lot of color, laughter and a lot, a lot of love between the three of you, that even if there are no blood ties, love is enough to have a sincere and unique connection.

[raygirlramblings]

🌟🌟🌟HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAYMAN 2023🌟🌟🌟

It’s Sept 1st so you know what that means. Time to celebrate a very special bean :)

The last few months have been pretty jam packed for Rayman fans considering the endless deserts we’ve had before. Youtooz, Captain Laserhawk, and of course the long awaited DLC for Mario And Rabbids: Sparks of Hope. Finally our favourite boy is back in 3D and he LOOKS SO GOOD 💖. I’m still working my way through the DLC savouring all the Raymany goodness for as long as I can, and it just feels so good to be able to play as the Limbless Hero again. It’s weirdly emotional, not gonna lie.

I felt that considering the release it would be important to recognise the input of the Mario games for getting Rayman back into the spotlight. The Sparks of Hope team have been fighting tooth and nail to not only get Rayman back out there but have him looking, sounding and performing like a champ. And it would never have happened without this collaboration between the Rabbids and Mario teams 💖. I hope that this will be the break Rayman needs to prove his chops as a gaming icon. And maybe, just maybe, get his own game in full 3D once again XD. Wouldn’t that be wonderful.

So like any good party in the Mushroom Kingdom, Princess Peach made a cake for the birthday bean ^_^ It seems only fitting she and the Mario Bros would welcome Rayman with open arms the way they welcomed the Rabbids. Shout out to the Mario fans and the Rabbid fans who have also maintained hype for this DLC. You folk are delights.

[peaches2217]

Peach loves showering Mario (and Luigi, but especially Mario) in gifts. He's a simple man with practical preferences, which makes spoiling him fairly easy; an entire dedicated workshop in the castle's west wing, professionally tailored denim and flannels, the best tools money can buy. If she thinks he could benefit from it for even a few fleeting seconds, it's his. He always gets red in the face and stutters in speechless gratitude, and inevitably he'll ask how he could ever repay her. And of course she tells him there's no need! You don't repay gifts. (And anyway, seeing him so flustered yet happy is all the payback she could ever ask for.)

One day she enters the workshop without knocking (as she usually does) and finds Mario sanding a shockingly ornate wooden chair, with a seat that curves upward and rounded arms and flowering branches carved into the back. To her confusion, he scrambles to cover it up and keep it out of sight, so Peach assures him it looks beautiful and comfortable; he must have poured a lot of time and effort into it! Why on earth would he be embarrassed for her to see his handiwork?

And that's when he admits, with a faint and all-too familiar blush, that he's spent months working on it in secret... because it's a gift for her.

Some months back, Peach complained in passing about the rickety old chair in her study, and he had taken the complaint as an opportunity to finally give her something in return for all she's given him, however small. The seat is designed to provide comfort for hours with or without a cushion, the arms will sit level with her desk so she doesn't have to bend over the mountains of paperwork she's often consumed by, and those floral reliefs? Those are peach blossoms.

He apologizes for letting her see it in its unfinished state but assures her it's almost ready, it just needs a few coats of varnish and then she'll be sitting pretty (literally)! And he also apologizes, with a gentle chuckle, for how underwhelming a gift it is, all things considered. But Peach is the opposite of underwhelmed. She can't help but trace her fingers over the raw wood in wonder, her heart full and her eyes stinging with the threat of tears.

Being a princess, she's of course received countless gifts throughout her life. But no one's ever made anything by hand for her. This little chair is the single most personal, most intimate gift she has ever received. Suddenly the untold fortune she's spent on him feels outright paltry in comparison.

The completed chair is brought to her study two days later, and whenever the tedium of her work or the stress of sporadic political instability gets to her, she leans into the delicate wooden peach blossoms, strokes her thumbs over the curves of the arms, and remembers that she's loved.

[pianokantzart]

Broken Warp Pipe AU

Based off of a concept by @multicolour-ink and @wiz-witch​ where the warp pipe in Brooklyn breaks down, leaving Mario and Luigi stranded separate dimensions: X.

From there I just went off the rails.

Mario (Brooklyn Side)

Mario has not stopped working toward finding a way to The Mushroom Kingdom since he and Luigi were separated, and has run himself ragged in the process.

He started off trying to discover if there is a working warp pipe somewhere else in the world. After all, if there was one just under their noses in Brooklyn, surely there’s another somewhere! He just needs to search, and search hard.

He’s always on the move, working some side-gigs to stay afloat while spending every second of free time pursuing and studying warp pipes. He eats bad, sleeps bad, and even smokes sometimes when he’s sleep deprived and can’t focus (though he always feels guilty about it afterward. Luigi would NOT approve.)

Mario hates being alone, but spends most of his time alone, because he feels that’s what he deserves at this point. He’s reached so many dead ends he feels like he’s already failed his brother, but refuses to slow down all the same.

When he’s feeling particularly hopeless or lonely, sometimes he talks to nobody as though he’s talking to Luigi. This helps a little. 

He calls his family every couple of months to let them know he’s okay, and to see if there’s any sign that the Brooklyn warp pipe is working again. These phone calls are brief, and he never properly explains where he is or what he’s doing.

 Mario has stolen (and usually returned) many ancient artifacts and documents, and broken into many a location trying to uncover a warp pipe. He hasn’t hurt anyone, but his impatience and determination has earned him a bit of a criminal record in the human world. 

In his travels, Mario found one or two working warp pipes, but they led to weird alternative dimensions not even close to The Mushroom Kingdom. He has done some heroism in these places whenever the situation presents itself (he’s still a good guy), and has been rewarded with helpful information about warp pipes and how they work.

Through knowledge he gleaned from his travels, combined his own advanced skills with traditional plumbing, Mario eventually pieces together how to repair warp pipes, which he uses to fix his own pipe back in Brooklyn.

Luigi (Mushroom Kingdom Side)

When Mario first got trapped in Brooklyn, Luigi desperately tried to fill his brother’s shoes until he returned. When Bowser inevitably reattempted to destroy The Mushroom Kingdom, Luigi tried to channel his brother by taking the tyrant on alone. He was very nearly killed as a result. DK, Toad, and Peach successfully fended off Bowser in the end, but Luigi was left physically and emotionally scarred in a way he has not quite recovered from.

Luigi still does his best to be a hero despite everything, but is only barely functional unless he has someone backing him up. Princess Peach sticks close to him whenever possible, and Toad is ecstatic to have him as a friend and adventuring buddy.

 Luigi has an official place on the Toad Brigade, and is happiest when he’s doing missions with them.

He eventually develops into one of the most formidable heroes in the dimension, especially after he gains the powers of the thunder hand. He rarely gets recognition for this though, because he very much does not behave like the traditional hero, and far prefers the sidekick position. He wouldn’t have it any other way.  

Luigi does not spend a lot of time in his and Mario’s house, save to keep it clean and tidy. He has not moved any of his brothers things, except to keep them dusted. A part of him still holds out hope that he’ll be back one day.

Princess Peach hooked Luigi up with an apprenticeship with Professor E. Gadd during one of his slumps, and he spends most of his nights sleeping over at the lab. The professor is happy to have him around; Luigi keeps the place so neat and organized, and makes the best cup of coffee!

Though they have some wardrobe changes, both Mario and Luigi have their original hats, and are extremely protective of them. 

[abiiors]

𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚠𝚘 — 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚒

✧ — 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

✮ a/n: this might turn out to be slightly anachronistic, but can we ignore that guys? just focus on matty okay?

✮ cw: not much really, just...fire...

✮ wc: 2.7k

unknown: i know you never want to hear from me again unknown: but happy anniversary juliette unknown: i know what i did was absolutely horrible babe but talk to me once please. just once. it would have been four years together today.  unknown: don’t throw us away like this.  unknown: - max <3 

jules fumes as princess peach lands a solid kick onto donkey kong’s chest. the ape goes flying and off the platform. matty winces on the phone, right into her ear. 

“ouch…”

“yeah, well, it’s a fighting game,” she snaps, “again.”

on screen the match starts again. the characters start at their designated spot, moving a little in place and waiting for either jules or matty to make the first move. 

she goes on the offensive, blindly kicking and punching without giving much thought to it. 

matty curses on the other end of the line. he moves a little slower than the last time, more focused on dodging her blows than landing any of his own. 

“are you going easy on me?” she accuses, her tone almost threatening. there’s a little bit of noise on his end. donkey kong stops moving completely. 

“what’s up, jules?”

“is that why you stopped the game? to ask me what’s up?”

matty sighs. she has a distinct feeling he’s just rubbed a hand over his face. the thought somehow makes her angrier. 

“you sound annoyed…”

“yeah,” she snaps, “annoyed that you won’t play.”

“jules…” his voice is a low warning, and she swears under her breath. 

she’s being really unfair to him. she isn’t annoyed at him, she’s annoyed at all the messages currently sitting unanswered on her phone. not that that’s going to change at all. max can go die in a ditch and rot for all she cares. the audacity he has to imply that she’s the one throwing them away!

“can i come over?” matty asks, his voice cautious. 

maybe he should, jules thinks. maybe he can fuck the frustration out of her. then again, she’s really not in the mood. she doesn’t think this is the kind of anger that can be taken care with sex.

maybe by bashing max’s head into a brick wall… 

jules resists the urge to groan and kicks the wii u away like a petulant child. 

“i’m not in the mood—”

“we don’t have to fuck,” he adds quickly. “i just… would like to come over anyway.”

is that… concern she hears in his voice? his voice is much gentler than before, softer around the edges. she wonders if he’s nervously gnawing on his lip, crossing his fingers in hopes that she would let him. despite her sulky, sour mood, that thought brings a tiny smile to her face. 

“alright…” she bites on her nail, a little nervous, “carly’s home though.”

matty snickers. “window it is.”

jules plops on her bed, a tiny smile on her face and scrunches her eyes shut. “i’ll see you soon.”

it’s only the second time he’s climbing her window, so jules waits with bated breath, her hand hovering mid air as if she’d be able to catch him if he fell. matty succeeds though, jumping into her room like the last time. 

unlike the last time, he doesn’t immediately go in for a kiss. he leans, his back pressed to the window and arms crossed in front of his chest, scrutinising her a little. jules notices he has a thin sweater on today, sleeves pushed up to his elbows to reveal forearms sparsely covered in tattoos. 

“hi,” she whispers, a little awkward. he’s looking at her like he’s trying to figure her out. like she’s a specimen. and it’s not necessarily in a bad way, but she’d rather he didn’t figure everything out about her within a month of knowing her. 

“you alright,” he tips his chin up, greeting her like a frat bro as opposed to his usual sing-song version of hi jules. she realises she misses it a little. 

“yeah, why?”

“on the phone it sounded like you were going to throw that controller across the room.”

jules groans and turns, dragging her feet back to her bed.

matty follows suit, his brows scrunched up as he keeps looking at her. when she gets in bed, sitting on top of the covers, matty does the same. 

“what were you playing?” he motions to her 3ds. jules holds it up for him to see. 

“majora’s mask. i restarted it.”

“can i see that?”

wordlessly, she hands it to him, watches him figure out the controls and move link around a little on the screen. 

“have you played this one before?”

“what, zelda?” he raises a brow and jules realises that it was a stupid question after all. still she grumbles. grabbing pancake the bear and practically squishing him tight enough to pop an eyeball.

matty winces. “will you talk to me?”

“i am talking to you.”

“jules!” he sounds stern, which is very much out of character for him. a second passes and matty snatches pancake away from jules, holding the bear hostage. “you’re not getting him back till you tell me what’s wrong.”

“noth—”

“i’ll take him home, jules,” he threatens, holding the bear high above his head. she tries to swat at it, almost landing up in his lap in the process, but matty refuses to give up. so finally she huffs and gives up, pouting like a grump and refusing to meet his eyes. 

“it’s max.”

from the corner of her eye she can see him raise an eyebrow. the expression on his face is a little cautious, a little guarded. he looks like he wants to say something but is trying to find the right words for it. 

“here,” jules holds up her phone for him, the screen flashing the five messages from the unknown number that are still unanswered. 

matty drops pancake next to him and takes her phone, still a little hesitant. jules wait. 

he frowns while he reads, mouthing the words along and pausing at all the places she had when she first read those messages, stopping completely when he reaches the penultimate message. 

don’t throw us away like this.

jules feels anger bubble up inside her once again. how fucking dare he?!

“right…” matty hands the phone back to her. “should we go set fire to his house?”

the question is so sudden, so serious, that she has no other choice but to blink at him in surprise. a second passes, and she bursts out laughing. it’s a laugh that comes from deep within her, leaving her giggling for a good few seconds while matty stares at her. 

he smiles, his eyes softening and the corners of his mouth just barely lifted. it’s the kind of smile that has her feeling self conscious all of a sudden, and not necessarily in a bad way. 

“so violent,” she teases. “there’s something we can burn though…”

he cocks an eyebrow, staring at her with renewed interest. 

she can’t lie and say it’s a new thought, but in this moment it feels solid, real. as if she needed matty to breathe life into it. 

“i’ll show you.” jules gets off the bed and walks towards her wardrobe, looking at him in warning. matty follows her, hovering right behind her but not quite touching. 

there’s a whiff of decay the moment she opens the door to the spare wardrobe, stronger than the last time. matty swears. 

“fuckin’ hell, what have you got there? his body?”

she rolls her eyes. “the flowers he sent me.”

he hums behind her, coming a little closer to peer over her shoulder at the dead and rotting bouquets. 

“‘s a good time to finally get rid of them, don’t you think?” 

“burn them you mean?” he bumps his hip into hers, teasing slightly, “so violent.” 

her words echoed back to her. jules giggles a little. 

“would it make you feel better?” matty asks. his hand is on her waist now, gently turning her until she’s facing him and looking right into his honey coloured eyes. she has to crane her neck a little to properly look at him. she tries not to steal a few glances at his lips (and fails, ultimately, but matty doesn’t tease her about it at least). 

“i think so, yeah.”

“then that’s what we’re doing,” he declares. jules nods, determined now, and gets a bag out for the flowers.

there’s a heap in front of them. a heap of dried flowers on the ground in a clearing. if jules didn’t know better, she would have suspected matty brought her here to murder her, that’s how isolated it looks in the dying light of the sun. 

“you’re worried,” he points out. 

“don’t wanna set fire to the woods!” jules points out the obvious, hesitant to light the match and throw it onto the heap. it’s not like she’s going to need much of kindling for this. she knows it will catch the moment it comes into contact with that first flame. 

still the nerves in her stomach don’t let her do it as easily. 

“you won’t,” he traces his knuckles down her spine, leaving her shivering from the simplest of touches, “trust me.”

“and you know this… how exactly?” 

jules turns to look at matty fully. 

the absurdity of the situation almost makes her laugh. here she is, in the middle of the fucking woods with another man on her anniversary with max. here she is, burning the flowers max gave her when once upon a time she would have desperately tried to keep them alive for as long as possible. 

“thoughts,” matty taps her head, “what are you thinking?”

“about how weird this is. maybe in a parallel universe i’d be with max having a nice dinner somewhere.”

matty’s face changes a little then. some of the warmth in his eyes leaves, replaced with an expression she can’t quite put a name to. he clears his throat. “and do you wish you were doing that still?”

“no,” jules turns away again, back to look at the dead flowers. “i’m glad i’m here instead.”

saying it out loud makes her realise just how true it is. i’m glad i’m here with you instead of max, i’m glad it’s somehow come to this. 

she closes her eyes and shakes her head a little. she can’t be thinking these thoughts. she can’t. 

just sex. it’s just sex. 

outside of that, they’re friends and nothing more. 

“should we set them on fire?” her voice trembles a little, so does her hand. she can hear matty’s heartbeat with how close he stands to her—his chest just barely brushing against her back. 

the space between them is full of electricity.

“they’re yours to burn,” he whispers, a tad dramatic if she’s being honest but his words still skitter over her bones. jules smiles a little. 

“right.” she holds up the match, a little more confident now, and strikes. the flame burns steady. before she has the chance to overthink it, jules throws the burning matchstick into the pile of flowers. 

for a moment nothing happens. she thinks maybe the fire went out, maybe she should give up and go home. and sure it might not be as satisfying as watching those flowers burn, she would have at least gotten rid of them. until a small flame rises from under the heap. 

it licks at the petals, growing hungrier and consuming the leaves and the stems until what jules is looking at it a blazing bonfire. behind her, matty whoops, arms thrown up in the air, and his face stretched into a wide grin. 

jules mimics him, whooping a second later. 

“they’re burning!” she shrieks, her voice full of awe. “i did it, i got rid of them!”

“you did,” matty laughs with her. 

she stands there for a moment, looking at the flames, at the way they turn each flower to ash slowly. the more she watches the lighter she feels. the more the flames burn the easier it is for her to breathe. maybe she’d let the rot stay in her life for way too long, let it consume parts of her that should have been blooming. 

“are you crying?” matty stands in front of her, partially blocking her view now and with concern etched on his face. it’s then that she realises her cheeks do feel a little wet. 

“no, i—” she tries to come up with something only to be stopped by the lump in her throat. 

matty moves tentatively, hand coming up to her face. his calloused thumb swipes at her cheeks, so tender and gentle that her heart swells in her chest. one by one he wipes the tears away.

“sorry for being a crybaby,” she lets out a watery chuckle, “i’m having a moment or something.”

“clearly,” matty teases a little. “come here.”

before she has a chance to say something more, his arms are around her, holding her in place. jules rests her cheek against his chest, right over his heart so that she can hear his heart beating in her ear. she wonders why it’s so loud and fast. she wonders why hers feels the same. 

she tries not to inhale deeply and make it obvious. but his scent is all around her, comfort and safe and so fucking familiar that she wants to stay here and keep breathing it in until her veins are full of it. 

she hugs him back, her arms squeezing him and holding him so close, holding onto him so he won’t step away from her. not that he does… a second later, she feels his cheek rest on her head, feels his thighs touching hers. 

the fire burns steady next to them. 

her heart feels so full then, she feels like she might just explode. but jules does absolutely nothing to move away from him, to put some distance between them. even when this feels… so much more intimate than any kind of sex ever has. 

she doesn’t move even when matty hums a soft little tune and sways them, not when she follows his lead and sways with him. 

“what are we doing?” she asks, so softly that it’s barely even a sound, but jules doesn’t want to startle him and break this moment. 

he stops humming for just a second. “dancing.”

that’s obvious. she knows they’re dancing, moving side to side while he hums and she tries not to bury her face deep in his t-shirt. 

“and friends dance like this?” she asks, her voice thick. 

matty keeps on humming for a second longer. “we do a lot of things friends don’t.”

and right now she wants to do something even their rules forbid. she wants to kiss him, just… kiss him. she wants to stand there by the fire, swaying in his arms and kiss him until she can’t breathe anymore. 

but jules banishes the thought so quickly that it barely registers. instead she pulls away a little, still in his arms and looks up at him. he’s already looking at her, his face a strange, calm mask. 

“your place is closer,” she points out. 

matty nods. “it is.”

“should we go?” 

he smiles at her a little crooked, almost like he’s figured her out—figured out that if they’re fucking she’ll get to kiss him, at least. if not by the fire, swaying in his arms, then half-naked in his bed.  

“if you want,” he tips his head, looking away from her to the fire that’s almost done consuming the flowers. it’s almost on its way out, burning steady but on a dying path. 

“i do,” jules nods. 

matty steps away from her, takes her hand in his like he had that day in the big tesco and pulls her along. jules follows him and swallows the lump that’s curiously still in her throat.

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⭐Happy Princess Peach Showtime release date!🎀

To celebrate here's some pictures of my Princess Peach Cosplay that I only finished because y'all voted for me to months ago! Very excited to wear this at the con tomorrow ^^

[littlemissviart]

Happy Mar10 Day! With Peach’s new game coming this month it’s the perfect time to do some art dedicated to her! I’m so excited for the game and I can’t wait to go on a new adventure with my favorite princess!