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Guardians of the Galaxy Volume Two: Part 3 (Peter Quill x Reader)

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A/N: Hello my friends. This part is fluffy and cute and I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!!

Warnings: swearing, F L U F F

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After making formal introductions with the man who claims to be Peter's father, Ego, you set up camp for the night on Berhert. The Guardians sit alongside Mantis and Ego around a small fire you have created as the stars in the night sky illuminate everything around you. You watch as Peter stares down Ego, curious about his father. His face glows in the light of the fire and you find yourself becoming allured by his handsome face. All of the nights you spent cradled in his arms flash through your mind like pictures. Your thoughts wander to every flirtatious smirk he flashed you and how many times he encouraged you to dance with him when a good song came on. You want nothing more than to kiss him, feeling his lips on yours again just how you did only a couple months before. A voice pulls you away from recalling your memories with Peter.

"I hired Yondu to pick you up when your mother passed away," Ego says to the group, providing the explanation of how Peter came to be raised by Yondu. "But instead of returning you, Yondu kept you. I have no clue as to why."

"Well, I'll tell you why..." Peter nods. "...because I was a skinny, little kid who could squeeze into places adults couldn't. I made it easier for thievin'."

"Well, I've been trying to track you down ever since."

"I thought Yondu was your father," Drax chirps as he shovels bites of food into his mouth.

Peter raises an eyebrow at him. "What? We've been together this whole time and you thought Yondu was my actual blood relative?"

"You look exactly alike!" Drax exclaims.

"One's blue!" Rocket snarls obviously.

"No, he's not my father!" Peter settles the situation. "Yondu was the guy who abducted me, kicked the crap out of me so I could learn to fight, and kept me in terror by threatening to eat me."

"Eat you?" Ego questions with a mouth full of food.

"Yeah," he replies.

Ego slams his spoon into his bowl. "Oh, that son of a bitch!"

"How'd you locate us now?" Gamora asks him.

"Well, even where I reside, out past the edge of what's known... we've heard tell about the man they call Star-Lord," Ego states, causing Peter to sit up higher and grin proudly. "What say we head out there right now? Your associates are welcome. Even that triangle-faced monkey there," he continues, standing from his seat. Rocket rubs his face insecurely at Ego's comment. "I promise you it's unlike any other place you've ever seen, and there I can explain your very special heritage. I'll finally get to be the father I've always wanted to be," he hesitates while he and Peter stare into each other's eyes for a moment. "Excuse me, I've gotta take a whiz."

Ego struts away from the campsite as Peter looks at you and shakes his head in disbelief. "I'm not buying it."

"Why don't we go take a walk?" you ask him, and he nods in agreement.

The two of you head off into the woods and Peter stays a few steps ahead of you, walking quickly and ranting in a huff. "Gimme a break! After all this time, you're just gonna show up, and all of a sudden you wanna be my dad?" He stops at a small clearing and turns to you. "And by the way, this could be a trap, okay? The Kree purists, the Ravagers...they all want us dead."

You cut him off, your voice instantly calming him down. "I know, but-"

"But what?" He mumbles, standing only a few inches from you.

"What about that story you told me once about David Hasselhoff? You carried around a picture of him in your pocket when you were little and you told all of the other kids he was your dad, but that he was out of town." you disclose.

"Shooting Knight Rider or touring with his band in Germany," Peter explains. "I told you that when I was drunk. Why are you bringing that up now?"

"Peter," you say, taking another step even closer to him. "I love that story."

"I hate that story!" He groans. "It's so sad! As a kid, I used to see all the other kids off playing catch with their dad. And I wanted that, more than anything in the world!"

You take a few steps away from him after he raised his voice in anger. "Exactly!" You exclaim, pointing a finger toward the way you came from. "What if Ego is your Hasselhoff? What if he's the dad you've always wanted but never got the chance to meet?" Your words become soft again as you take Peter's warm hands into yours, him instantly returning the gesture. "This is your chance, Peter. You have to take it. Besides, if it turns out that Ego is actually a bad guy, we can just leave or even kill him if we have to."

Peter chuckles rubbing circles on your hands with his thumbs. "Kill him?"

You laugh back, looking directly into his eyes. You love that smile of his. "Well, yeah, anyone who lies to you like that is not going to get away unharmed."

"Thank you, Y/N. I needed this."

"Anytime, Peter," you reply. His eye contact falters as he looks at your intertwined hands. You get ready to pull away quickly but he doesn't let you. Instead, he moves closer to you and only pulls one hand away to push a strand of hair behind your ear.

"You know, there is one thing that could definitely persuade me to go with Ego..." Peter says, smirking. His hot breath hits your face as his lips are only mere centimeters from yours.

"Peter..." you hesitate, letting his name fall on your breath as you exhale.

"Shhh just let this happen..." Peter whispers. The two of you close your eyes and you get ready to kiss him again. This is the moment you've been longing for.

Peter's soft lips barely brush against yours when you hear loud bellows coming from the trees. "Come on lovebirds! The sun's coming up and we need to get going soon!" Ego calls out as he enters the small clearing.

You and Peter groan in anguish simultaneously as he presses his forehead against yours. His eyes are still closed but they flutter opens as he speaks. "Can we kill him now?"

You laugh lightly. "It's okay, Peter. Good things come to those who wait," you mutter as you walk away to follow Ego. The second your back is to Peter the biggest grin creeps up to your face. He’s changed. It’s become clear now that he only wants you.

"Well, I've been waitin’ for a couple months now so whatever you're plannin’ to do to me better be pretty fucking good!" He shouts after you as he tries to catch up.

After sleeping soundly on the Milano, the sun rises slowly over the horizon as you, Peter, Gamora, and Drax gather your needed belongings. You are unsure of where you're going exactly and how long you'll be gone for, but as long as Peter is by your side you aren't going to worry. Rocket and Groot stay behind with Nebula on the ship as they attempt to repair it. Nebula, however, won't be doing any repairing as she is still handcuffed and restrained from leaving. You and Gamora brush past her on your way out.

"You're leaving me with that fox?" she howls.

"He's not a fox, dumbass," you respond.

Gamora pauses next to Rocket. "Shoot her if she does anything suspicious... or if you feel like it." He grumbles in agreement.

The two of you stop before a sad Groot. You comfort him as he cries at your departure. "It'll be just a couple of days. We'll be back before Rocket's finished fixing the ship," Gamora tells him.

"Hey, it's okay buddy. We'll be back soon." You caress his cheek gently as he gives you both a weak smile and a wave.

Rocket glances up from working on the ship with a hint of glare in his eyes. You smirk at the raccoon, waiting for him to make a comment about your departure with Ego. He seems shifty and you can’t help but wonder what he’s thinking.

“You gonna be okay without me, Rocket?”

“I’ll try my best not to cry myself to sleep every night,” he remarks sarcastically. “Keep on eye on everyone, Y/N, you’re the only one of these jerks I actually trust.”

You smile. “I’ll make sure to live up to your expectations.”

“Yeah. Don’t fuck up.” Rocket reaches into his pocket and passes you a communication device. “Here. Let me know if that Ego guy turns out to be a real creep...or just call if you miss me and Groot too much.”

“Don’t get soft on me, furball.”

Drax and Peter come bumbling out of the Milano next. Drax is carrying a huge bag full of his belongings on his back and two more bags in his hands. "What if the Sovereign come?" he asks Peter.

"There's no way for them to know we're here," he replies agitatedly. "Let's go."

"I'm uncertain about parting ways."

"God, you're like an old woman," Peter states as he shoos Drax out the door.

"Because I'm wise?"

"Why do you have so much luggage?" Gamora questions Drax, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't want Groot playing with my things," he resolves.

Peter lingers in the doorway for a moment, watching as Rocket continues fixing the ship. He looks back at him. "I hope Daddy isn't as big of a dick as you, orphan boy."

Peter's jaw drops as he glances around with wide eyes. "What is your goal here? To get everybody to hate you? Cause it's workin’," he asserts back to the raccoon. They share a quick smile before the four of you are officially out the door.

Ego's ship is large and oddly shaped. Everyone wanders around for a while, exploring. You can't find any specific rooms as you travel around the craft, only certain areas for sitting or sleeping. Mantis puts Ego to sleep in one of the spots you had walked by earlier. Everything appears to be orange or white and you can't even tell where walls end and walkways begin. After lurking around for a while, confused about what kind of ship you are on, you come across Mantis, Drax, Gamora, and Peter sitting together and chatting.

"Quill and I have a bet!" Drax declares as you turn the corner.

"Dude, you're not supposed to say that..." Peter clarifies with a nervous laugh. You enter the area slowly, and upon hearing your footsteps, Peter looks up at you. Your eyes meet for a brief moment, but it feels like forever in one glance. The way his bright, green eyes pour into yours make butterflies flutter like crazy in your stomach. Quickly, you avert your eyes back to Drax and laugh at his words as if you have been listening to him the whole time.

"I say: if you are about to go through a doorway that is too low, your antennae will feel this, and keep you from being decapitated."

"Right, and if it's anything other than specifically not being decapitated by a doorway, I win."

"They are not for feeling doorways!" Mantis resolves, earning a groan from Drax and a triumphant laugh from Peter. "I think they have something to do with my empathic abilities."

"What are those?" you inquire, taking a seat at the open spot next to Peter.

"If I touch someone, I can feel their feelings."

"You read minds?" Peter questions.

"No. Telepaths know thoughts. Empaths feel feelings, emotions," she renders. One of her hands extends toward Peter's. "May I?"

"Alright," he agrees.

The second her small, delicate hand grazes him, her antennae light up brightly. Her face looks warm and cheerful and her eyes appear to be infatuated or dumbstruck. "You feel... love!" she cheers.

Peter looks at her as if she just said something completely psychotic. "Yeah, I guess I feel a general, unselfish love for just about everybody..."

"No!" Mantis interrupts. "Romantic, sexual love..."

"No. No. I don't," he yammers nervously.

"For her!" she yelps excitedly, pointing right at you. You're taken aback instantly.

Peter yanks his hand away from hers in a flash. "No! That is not..." he can't seem to string words together while Drax pretty much dies with laughter. Gamora sits beside him, trying to hold back her own giggling as she looks between the two of you. Drax sticks his finger right in Peter's face as his cackles echo throughout the ship. "Okay...that's..."

"She just told everyone your deepest, darkest secret!" Drax booms.

"Dude, come on! I think you're overreacting a little bit," Peter murmurs as he scrunches up his face and scoots slightly further away from you to avoid you seeing his humiliation. You furrow your eyebrows together, deep in thought. This man has just met his biological father and is now on his way to an unknown place to learn about his heritage. He should be happy, excited, nervous, or even anxious. Yet, his strongest emotion right now is love. Peter's love for you overpowers any other emotion he could ever feel.

"You must be so embarrassed!" Drax continues to pester while Gamora sits back in amusement at the whole situation. "Do me! Do me!" he chants.

Mantis stands and reaches a hand out to his chest. When she comes in contact with him, she erupts in laughter. "I have never felt such humor!" she retorts as her and Drax point and laugh at Peter.

"So unbelievably uncool," he mumbles, his eyes falling on you a couple of times. He is too caught up in his own shame to read your reaction. If he could, he would be able to understand how you are overflowing with joy. Peter loves you. Peter fucking loves you. That literally means Peter Quill, Guardian of the Galaxy, legendary outlaw who calls himself Star-Lord, is head over heels in love with you.

The thought repeats over and over again in your head. Peter fucking Quill is in love with you. Of course, you feel the same way. Strangely, you believe you always have. There were moments where Peter confessed he wants you and it became more obvious over time. But, love? This is new to you. This is an unexplored territory. You’ve been encouraging Peter to change his playboy ways after it became clear that the two of you are attracted to one another, yet love always seemed unlikely. You’re not sure what to think.

Mantis tries to bring her hand to Gamora but she snatches her wrist. "Touch me, and the only thing you're gonna feel is a broken jaw." Mantis takes a few steps back in fear at such harsh words. Gamora grimaces at you cooly, she isn't here to mess around. You know her well enough to understand that she’s serious and doesn’t have the time for games.

Now, Mantis approaches you. Her face is still pale after Gamora scared her, but she is ready to try again with someone anyway. "Mantis I'm not sure if..." you are unable to speak properly as her hand falls on yours. You know you're about to be just as exposed as Peter was moments ago. You aren't ready to confess how you feel about Peter. All of the eyes in the room are on you and you can't take the thought of everyone knowing how in love with Peter you are. But, you're frozen. Your anxiety only causes you to tense up and your hand remains still underneath Mantis'. Her antennae light up again, just had they had done for Peter. She looks between the two of you.

"Wow..." she exhales, smiling widely and looking directly at Peter. "Your love for him is quite strong, Y/N. You are deeply in love with him, romantically and sexually," she explains. 

Peter watches you, his face knit together in confusion. He always knew you were attracted to him, but you never made a move. He assumed you had given up on him after all this time, even if he kept his promise and dedicated himself to you. It made him try harder to make you his. Peter told himself that he would be okay with simply being your friend if you didn’t truly reciprocate his feelings, so the fact that you’re truly in love with him surprises him. He’s never tried being in love before and he remains clueless on the subject. You can't bring yourself to look up at him, and your eyes remain glued to the floor. Mantis' gaze soon follows, her antennae quivering slightly. 

"There is no need to be so nervous, Y/N. He feels the same for you." She swaps out your hand for Peter's but he doesn't move. Now he wants you to know how he feels. This time, you do look up at him, eyes meeting and full of love. Mantis takes your hand as well. "See? I have never felt such a strong attraction. You two are very much in love," she reveals, again.

You laugh tensely. "I think that's enough feeling for one day..."

Mantis nods in agreement and sits back down in her previous spot. "I can also alter emotions to some extent," Mantis announces.

"Yeah, like what?" Peter demands, his eyes finally pulling away from you to engage back into the conversation.

"If I touch someone who is sad, I can ease them into contentment for a short while. I can make a stubborn person compliant. But, I mostly use it to help my master sleep. He lies awake at night, thinking about his progeny."

Drax becomes all giddy again, pointing to himself in excitement. "Do one of those on me!"

She places a calming hand to his forehead. "Sleep..." she whispers. Drax gets knocked out instantly, his head hitting the wall with a loud snore. The three of you laugh at how he lays back and sleeps so recklessly.

You feel a warm hand envelop yours, followed by a squeeze. Glancing up, you meet Peter's lingering stare. "Wanna get outta here?" he faintly hums to you. 

You nod with a kind smile and follow him out of the area. Finding a darker, quieter spot, Peter takes your other hand in his. You waltz closer to him and place his hands on your waist, bring your own up to his neck. He smirks at the change in position.

“Is there something on your mind, Star-Lord?” Pretending to play stupid, you give him a dumb yet seductive look with your question.

"Y/N,” Peter whispers, eyes glued to your lips. “I feel like we really need to talk about-"

"There you guys are!" You're cut off again by Ego. "I've been looking for you. We're here."

Ego trails off and Peter's head falls back with an angry groan. "I think I hate my dad, Y/N. No joke I seriously despise this dude and he's my father and I just met him so it would be pretty difficult to hate him, but I do. I really-"

"Shhh," you hiss at him with a giggle. "Let's just go, okay?"

"Fine," he whines, trudging out the door.

You aren't too upset about another missed moment with Peter. There are going to be plenty more in the near future. You are looking forward to the upcoming romantic and silly junctures with him. So what if you have to wait a little longer? There will be several exchanges of flirting, dirty jokes, and passionate kisses headed your way, soon. You won't lose him and you're not worried.

After all, Peter is in love with you.

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The koopalings doodles and design plans for the au

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To Rango, Roy, Topper, and Lemmy: What are you four's hobbies, interests, or things to do together/by yourself?

Broodals Hobbies Ask answered: Here

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Roy: Other than that, eh I guess just bein’ around pops? Lookmy siblings are fine but they ain’t my typa crowd to be around. Sorry. As for hobbies… does going to tournaments count? I like to show off my ability in strength! And my ultimate flying power!! I game, yeah with my gang. I also do hella cool sky races! Sometimes Kamek trains me but I’d rather show him how far I’ve come! I’m always boosting my power everyday to prove to him and dad I can be the one they can rely on in the future!..Ahem. But yeah. No. I don’t let my siblings near me…whatever.

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Lemmy: Oh oh! I know this is just for.. four of us but I never leave Morton behind! Lets see! We love to do everything and anything! Art? Heck yeah! Reading? Why not!! Baking? HUNGRY! Look! I am interested in anything performance! Morton helps me and guides me whenever I wanna do my own thing! Though he is always there! Sometimes I teach him how to do stuff and it’s so so so fun! The only thing I really do by myself is sleep…does that count?

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@thalyagame2006

I’m so sorry I accidentally deleted your ask about their ages while trying to fix things! But to answer your ask: Here are the Broodals ages!

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What is Ludwig's dynamics/relationship with Larry, Roy, Wendy, and Iggy? Based on there interacts and bonding.

Ludwigs Dynamics & Relationships:

Larry:

> Larry and Ludwig don’t get along, but they aren’t bitter about it. They just do not match up and they are fine with that. Ludwig won’t seek out Larry just to “hang out” But if he needs him, he will be sure to try and find them. Though Ludwig and Larry would normally meet up in what feels like is every blue moon. They do not bicker most of the time, but they do have minor disagreements. In the past they were inseparable, but as time grew on Ludwig naturally wanted more and more space to himself and privacy. He respects his sibling… a decent amount but still sometimes gets annoyed by him.

Roy:

> Roy and Ludwig are enemies to the core. These two are always at each others throats whenever they are in the same room. It can be as light as simple arguing, to having bruises and cuts from a fight. They never get along, and the other Koopalings pray they never see each other that day. Their personalities clash with fierce intensity, to the point Kamek sometimes has to separate them, and on bad occasions, Bowser. When they were younger they never got along either. When Ludwig was a baby, and Roy was a toddler, they would even fight.

Wendy:

> Wendy and Ludwig get along more than he does with Lemmy. He can endure her yapping (if she does it long enough or on end) for approximately 30 minutes before wanting to leave the room. Though occasionally his personality and her sassiness will spark a flame that they can quickly extinguish. They barely hang around each other though, as Wendy would rather spend her time with Hariet and mother. While Ludwig would rather be in his bedroom or in his own entertainment room. Though when she isn’t talking and wants to be quiet..they can get along very well. He can even sometimes endure her yapping if she lets some time pass between every topic she wants to go over. Strangely he can also get along with her more than Larry.

Iggy:

> Iggy and Ludwig are neutral on a scale. Ludwig will come to him for questions on a specific topic, and vice versa but they are equally uninterested in spending time with each other as a sibling bonding way. Ludwig is thankful though that Iggy knows a decent amount of information to share a proper conversation with him. Yes, he can get on Ludwig’s nerves but only if they start a debate about a topic they both think they know. As children they would silently play toys with each other, learning together in the nursery.

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How does Roy feel about the Broodals?

Roy...doesn't like The Broodals, he has mixed emotions. He does not see them as an equal, so he can be a bit of a "bitch" whenever they try speaking to him

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HMMMMM... I wonder what this "side job" could beeee...

Madame Broode: Now let’s all simmer down and talk about this properly.. Their side jobs are important, sweeties. They cannot just upright talk about their other business now! It will steer away from their main focus, besides my little bunnies are such hard workers! Talking about multiple jobs? Hard for them, hm..?

* She strolls away calmly *

Topper: Geez….Yikes! We gotta be more carefulll…

Rango: Yeah no kidding…

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@maggie4thewin ((merged your ask! :3))

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Wanted to share a small doodle of Bowser Jr and Momma Peach!

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To Ludwig and Spewart: What are your favorite genres of music?

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When you're not working, what do you usually do? Like, practicing a hobby or doing a side job if you have one.

Topper: Ahh days off are my favorite! I have an assortment of collectible cards I love to keep in mint condition and clean! I organize them by type, color, and rarity of course. I also must keep things spick and span. Ugh I HATE dirt and MUCK. My siblings’ rooms are a nightmare once we get days off. I take it upon myself to aid their…hygienic journey and do my due diligence! After all I’d hate to see all those insects from Rango’s garden end up in any of our rooms. Downright filthy. Once that is all done I pick up a good book or two to read over and study. I keep personal notes in a journal elsewhere about what I read! Our side job?… Hah.

*Topper walks away from the conversation*

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Rango: Oh! Uhm- I take it upon myself to help wash Chompkins with the best of the best supplies. I like to check my garden daily before we work but on days off I spend time tending to the soil.. I have a special room for all my plants on the ship. Once I am free from that , I like to work on my online book. I try and consistently upload a chapter every 2 weeks but sometimes im too caught up. I managed to make around…7 chapters so far. Side jobs- Erm.. Body guarding…? Also?…huh…

*Rango seems a bit nervous*

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Hariet: Oh goodie my turn! HEHEHEHEHEHEEHE!!!! I totally stream makeup reviews! Best stuff for brides alsooo!! Double business baby!~ After all, if you look THIS good, why not use it to boost the family business eh? My age don’t mean nothing if it means I can still turn heads! Now off the screen pottery is my total favorite thing to do. I did make topper a few ceramic plates he uses for his gold coins. Not what I had in mind but whatever keeps his organization issues in check… HMPH! Finally I watch my favorite show! Watching can be a hobby right? If it’s not, boo-hoo! I made it my hobby! After all you use patience for the task right? Errrm… I’m pretty good at my side job! What is it? Never saying!

*Hariet crosses her arms*

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Spewart: OK my turn!! Well gaming is a hobby right? Well I do like to game with my buddies Iggy and Larry! It gets very crazy sometimes in a fun way! As long as the games aren’t so overstimulating! They make my gaming time super duper fun! Next I paint! Thanks to a weird…”mutation” Hariet called it.. I can store paint in my mouth like a chipmunk kinda! By a freak accident we also found out I cannot be poisoned hahaha… So yeppers! And to wind down I listen to music! The good stuff! Calming music! Buttt if im feeling all excitable and POW POW KAPOWW with my energy I put on some hyper beats!!! Ahaha..wait side jobs? Sorry dunno what you’re talking about!….

*Spewart is fidgeting with his hair, standing around anxiously*

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(@themmoonrabbits I merged your ask with this one due to it asking about hobbies as well!! :3)

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I can't believe I genuinely forgot to mention in the second koopaling doodle that it is supposed to show their different dynamics with eachother

Anyway here are some FunFacts about them!

(I'm also willing to answer questions about them / do any asks with the Koopalings :3 )

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Wendy and Harriet are gal pals, on a rare day where they are both free, they will go shopping! Wendy has powers of her own (thanks to Kamek insisting the Koopalings all get taught their own magic) so she helps Harriet learn how to use the power from her Spade crystal

You will 99% of the time find Lemmy staying with Morton. This was a development after Morton's little accident that caused his eye to go missing

Iggy and Larry hang out with Spewart on occasions! They are aware that Spewart doesn't really go out on his own that often, but they are willing to talk for hours on end with him on the phone

Ludwig doesn't mind his siblings, actually he cares about them alot but he tends to be painfully sarcastic and can come off as mean, which clashes with Wendy's sassy attitude.

The only "friend" Ludwig made from the Broodals side is Topper. Though they mostly sit in silence doing their own thing while in the same room. Topper, counting money and doing paperwork while Ludwig is either reading various books or studying music magic

Morton and Lemmy love to talk to Rango and play with the baby! Lemmy mostly acts as the babysitter whenever the Broodals are visiting and vice versa

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I've been taking a while planning things...get ready to see some doodles of the Koopalings and Broodals. Both will soon be open for asks, but the Broodals are still the main focus of this blog. Even so, including the Koopalings will be fun

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It might just be my impression, but is Spewart Neurodivergent? Or could another Broodal in the family be autistic or have ADHD?

Topper: “We think he has… what ya said but we never really managed to get him diagnosed properly.”

Harriet: “Either way he is still our baby brother!”

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Well, Rango, what can you tell us? What was the orphanage like?

((Warning: small blood under the cut))

Rango: The others wouldn’t pick on us as badly as her. The adults also barely cared and just told her to wash it and that “kids will be kids”. Though Topper learned to get back at them by stealing their personal belongings…Drove them mad. Even our sleeping quarters were terrible. Sure the other kids got beds but since we were seen as the.. “dispose ables.” They just tossed us whatever cloth they had. It was a poor orphanage too but… it hurt. That’s all I think…