Waterfall's resident Mario fan. Math/Mathematics | He/Him | Trans Dude
ok, guys, we have a question. is DID/OSDD1 a mental illness or neurodivergency?
please reblog this so we can find out! its for a class.
mental illness or neurodivergent?
i actually have a similar question
1) what exactly is classified as neurodivergent
2) what is the opposite of mentally ill? mentally healthy?
3) are there some distinctions in terminology between just mental disorders and personality / identity disorders?
-holds them up- i just think they're neat :]
Monthly Minion Meetingsupermario
A fanfic I wrote a little bit ago that I decided to post here.
Fandom: Super Mario
Summary: It's time for the Monthly Minion Meeting (MMM for short) where Bowser addresses what the future plans are for the Koopa Troop––mainly, how they'll defeat Mario. This MMM, however, there are some unexpected guests...
Warnings: Gratuitous use of italics; nothing else I can think of, really
Genre: Possibly humor.
Word Count: ~1.9K
The high-pitched voice of Kamek reached Bowser's ears as he shuffled his notes and straightened them out against a nearby desk. "Yeah," he called out. He could hear the shuffle of Kamek's robe against the stone floors as he approached.
"Oh, good," Kamek said. "I was hoping to perhaps run a last-minute suggestion by you before the meeting starts?"
Bowser turned around with a quirk of the eyebrow. "Like what?"
"Well, while I realize that you're trying to maintain a certain..." Kamek twirled his hand about, "aesthetic, I truly think you should retire the lava room. That Mario uses it as a weapon against you moreso than the other way around."
Bowser huffed. "Absolutely not. When people think 'Bowser,' they also think 'lava.' If I don't have any lava, people will be disappointed!"
"I know, I know, and I'm not saying to never use lava, but maybe this time, don't have a wooden bridge over lava with an axe ready to cut the suspension?" He paused for a bit. "Or a button."
Bowser grunted, crossing his arms. "Don't worry, that's already in my plans. I'll miss the retro feel of it, but it's time we modernize."
"Yes, exactly," Kamek nodded, adjusting his glasses. "Well, that's all I wanted to discuss. Oh, actually, how are your new contacts doing?"
Bowser smirked. "Crystal clear." He had been recommended a new brand, and so far his vision had been clearer and more vivid.
"Good. I'll go take my seat now."
Bowser quickly brushed his claws through his hair. "Before you go, how does my hair look?"
"Positively spiffy, Lord Bowser." With those final words, he went down the stairs of the stage.
Bowser cleared his throat and snapped his fingers at some of the Koopa Troopa stage crew as he walked to the center of the stage. The Koopa Troopas were quick in pulling the ropes and making the red curtains open up to a round of applause and cheers from the audience. He let them celebrate his arrival for a moment before he rose his hand and ushered a wave of silence. He allowed himself a quiet laugh as he set down his notes on the podium before him and adjusted the microphone.
"Welcome, everyone, to the Monthly Minion Meeting!"
The meeting had gone smoothly thus far, and Bowser had decided to break in the middle for a question-and-answer session. "If you have hands, raise 'em, or if you don't, have someone raise their hand for you," he instructed. Many hands rose up among the crowd. Bowser scanned the audience before he pointed to a Fire Bro. "You with the red shell."
A Lakitu in the air with a mike lowered it down to the Fire Bro. The Koopa tapped on it twice before speaking, "I know you said you'd go over it in the next half, but I gotta know now: will there be lava?"
Bowser gave a toothy grin. "Absolutely."
The crowd whooped and hollered at the news. Bowser eventually brought up his hand for them to quiet before looking over the mass of troops for a new person to pick. The new lenses were really proving their worth; everything was just way more crisp, and he was able to more readily make out the people in the back––
Wait. His eyes flicked back to the rear rows. Red and green sat next to each other, which wasn't unusual considering the composition of his army, but was that a pair of mustaches he saw on the two?
With a growl, he bent his legs and jumped, soaring over the audience. Screams filled the air as people rushed out of the way, leaving a clear area for Bowser to land on––right in front of the infamous Mario brothers.
The chairs they sat on hopped into the air at the impact, falling back down shortly after. Mario's chair stayed upright, while the green one's fell backwards with him on it. "Hello!" Mario greeted with a wave as Greenie––er, Luigi––sat up, holding his head.
"What are you two doing here?!" he yelled out, making all the minions jump around him––except for the ones soundly asleep sitting next to the brothers. (Bowser would have a lot to say to those baddies after the meeting was over.) "It's not Go-Kart Saturday, or even Tennis Friday!"
Luigi stood up, worry in his eyes as he rubbed the back of his head. Still, he wasn't shaking like a Tanooki Leaf like he used to when he saw Bowser back in the day. "W-We're here for the MMM," he said, with Mario nodding along to his words.
Bowser brought his head back, taken aback. "The MMM––" he repeated to himself before shaking his head and baring his teeth again. "What do you mean the MMM?!"
Luigi raised his index finger. "You know, the MMM. It stands for Monthly Minion––"
"I know what it stands for! I mean, why are you here for the MMM!"
"W-Well," Luigi began, "every Koopa Troop member is supposed to attend the meetings, i-if able."
Bowser blinked and looked around at all the minions around him, Can you believe this? conveyed in his eyes. His attention returned to the brothers with a humph. "While that is true, you forgot the part where you aren't members!"
"Uh, but... we are," Luigi said.
Mario reached over into his pocket and pulled out a laminated card. "I have the card to prove it!"
"What?! Give me that," he snapped, swinging his arm and snatching the card from Mario's hand. There was no way it was official!
He poured over the tiny thing, mumbling under his breath. Photo, check; red Bowser stamp, check; "Mwuahahahahaha!" written on it in his handwriting, check. It even had the right amount of "ha"s! It was either an insanely good knockoff or the real deal!
"I can show you my card, too, if you want," Luigi said.
"No, I don't!" Bowser shouted, throwing the card to the ground. Mario picked it up, blew the dust off and pocketed it. "It's obviously a fake! To become part of the troop I have to say you can, and there is no way I let you two join!"
"Uh... but you did."
Bowser growled and narrowed his eyes. "When could I have possibly done that?"
"Um, well, in Mario's case, it was when you two joined to fight, uh, who was it, Smitty?"
"Smithy," Mario corrected.
"Right, right, Smithy. Y-You see, I wouldn't know, because I wasn't there," Luigi explained as he glanced sideways at Mario.
"I was too busy to get you!" Mario protested.
Luigi waved his hand at Mario in a dismissive but playful manner before he continued. "And, uh, well, you kinda chased me and forced me to join when Peach's voice got stolen."
Bowser opened his mouth only to slowly and hesitantly close it as the memories came flowing. He did remember saying that Mario could join the Koopa Troop so that they could get his castle back, and he did go after Luigi to add him to the troop before he learned he was Mario's brother...
Wait a moment. "That was a long time ago! How long have you been going to these meetings?!"
"Uh..." Luigi trailed off, scratching his head as Mario began to wordlessly count off his fingers. Bowser's heart dropped a little when Mario continued on to his second hand and then went back to the first. "L-Let's just go with a while," Luigi interjected, making Mario stop.
"How often have you gone to 'em?!" Bowser asked, his horror rising.
"Oh, we try to attend each month, and sometimes to the surprise meetings, although we can't always because of a plumbing job. And there was one time Mario got sick, and I didn't wanna leave him alone at the house, so I didn't––"
"Sh-Shut it!" Bowser exclaimed, losing his composure. He scanned over the crowd. "Who's the one who cards people?"
A blue stub raised in the air, barely above the Koopa Troopas around it. The crowd split to show the blue Shy Guy raising her hand.
"Why would you let them in?!" he yelled.
She dropped her hand. "I was told to let anyone in who had an official card. Yeah, they're the Mario Bros., and they kinda suck because of that, but their cards are legit."
Bowser was absolutely floored. It would have been one thing had they been sneaking in, but they had been walking in! Leisurely!
Bowser flared his nostrils. "Alright, that's it!" He pointed at the two. "Get them!"
Instead of the pile of Goombas jumping onto them like he had expected, he was instead met with a lot of hesitation and looking at each other. Oh, he could feel a huge anger-induced headache setting in... "What is your problem?!" he asked, utterly exasperated.
"Lord Bowser," a Goomba––wasn't he the one Bowser had stripped of captain rank?––began, "a Koopa Troop member isn't supposed to hurt their fellow minions! But they are the Mario Bros..." Strain was obvious on his face. "I-I've never been so conflicted in all my life!" he exclaimed. The red Shy Guy beside him gently patted his head.
"I'm not conflicted," Private Goomp said. When the two brothers faced him after those words, he took a step back. "And by that I of course mean that I'm also very conflicted."
Bowser growled, holding onto his head and scrunching his eyes shut. Everyone turned to him expectedly, thinking he was about to face the two himself out of sheer frustration. Instead, he stopped growling, let out a long breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. Bowser did not feel like fighting. Junior had woken him up in the middle of the night over a nightmare, so he hadn't slept so well, and soon after the meeting, Bowser was supposed to attend one of Lemmy's performances. If he missed it because he was battling it out with the brothers, then Lemmy would be sad, and nobody liked it when Lemmy was sad. Oh, and there was also that headache throbbing at his temples.
"Just... could you just leave?" Bowser asked.
Luigi frowned, a little upset. "Aw, but what about the goodie bag at the end of the meetings?"
Bowser grunted. "Lakilee!" he barked out. Said Lakitu flew over to him, dropped one of the goodie bags into his outstretched hand and flew off.
He shoved the bag into Luigi's hands. "Now go. Just go! Leave."
The two brothers looked at each other before Mario stood up from his chair and the two began the slow trek out of the auditorium. Bowser watched them go until the big doors shut behind them with a loud creak. The sound made one of the sleeping minions awake with a start, frantically looking about and trying to figure out what was going on.
Bowser heaved out a sigh before he turned and walked back to the stage, feeling too worn out mentally to jump back to the stage. Once he was back to his podium, he spoke slowly into the mike, "Does anybody else have a question?"
No one moved or made a noise.
"Good. Moving on..."
As the two brothers walked down the long hallway with red carpet, Luigi had a frown on his face. Eventually, he asked, "Do you think we shouldn't go to Lemmy's circus act after all of that?"
Mario hummed in thought for a moment. "It would be rude if we didn't go," he surmised. "We told Lemmy we would."
"Yeah, you're right. Hey, do you mind going to the gift shop? We haven't gone there in a while."
Mario smiled. "Let's-a go!" he agreed, following Luigi into the nearby store.
Not my best work, but hey, I like it.
Fandoms: Super Mario, Mario Story
Summary: Goombella buys Vivian a dress.
Rating: Rated E for Everyone
Warning: Referenced past abuse
Word Count: ~350
The brim of Vivian's hat canted down to Goombella from where it had been pointed toward a shop's window. A mannequin posed behind the window, holding a hand to its hip as it showed off the magenta dress it wore."Oh, it's... nothing. I just got distracted." Vivian answered, sliding over to Goombella's side. "Sorry."
"Hey, don't worry about it," Goombella said, glancing at the dress before the two continued on their trip to the store for some more instant ramen––Goombella had that essay over the Chomp Ruins to write, after all.
With grocery bags in tow from the newly established store the Rogueport Restoration Committee had been happy to unveil, the two began the trek back to their residence at Professor Frankly's place. Just like before, Vivian paused again at the mannequin display. Instead of waiting by the road, Goombella joined her by the window.
"It's a pretty dress," Goombella said.
"Yeah..." Vivian fidgeted with her hands. "It reminds me of the first dress I got. But then Beldam tore it up..."
Goombella didn't reply, but she couldn't help a frown. Vivian had been opening up about her past ever since that night she had shown up at the door of Frankly's place, needing a place to stay after she had left her sisters.
Goombella let out a breath before bumping into Vivian's side. "C'mon, let's go in," she said before walking to the store's entrance.
Vivian was by her side fast. "I-I can't possibly ask you––"
"You're not," Goombella cut her off, looking up at her with determined eyes. "Think of it as a gift."
Vivian clasped her hands near her chest, looking smaller than she actually was. "...Are you sure?"
Goombella smiled. "Absolutely."
It took a moment, but then a smile curved across Vivian's face, and the two went into the store. Later on, back home, when Vivian tried on the dress, Goombella could only say one thing.
"You look gorgeous!"
This semester has felt like it's whizzed by... didn't help how we lost an entire week to that winter storm.
Just a goth Drea, because I love her
It. Spotify considers Sweater Weather a folk song????????
What is mostly in my Spotify liked songs, by Spotify's own admission: Country, Folk, Rock
Spotify when it plays a suggested song: I betcha he'll like this currently popular pop song.
Actually, babushka's talk of Cthulhu reminds me of some Super Mario World hack that had something to do with Cthulhu, I believe. Apparently it was well-made. I never personally played or watched it; I remember it because it had this art of Mario's face after apparently witnessing Cthulhu that was used for many-a YouTube thumbnails for creepypasta/horror Mario fan game let's plays. Add that to the list of things to watch, I guess.
Venn Bro Diagram.
New art challengespaded-aces
Draw your OC as their complete opposite
Dominant color, personality, style, powers, etc.
2 morel mushrooms I found in my backyard!
You ever read old stories you wrote and you're like, "Wow. The projection is strong in this one."
[Overwatch] Cheers, Love!
🧡 I've recently rediscovered my love for Overwatch thanks to my actions figures of Tracer, Mercy, D.Va, and Widowmaker.
🧡 Tracer, my beloved...
A night's rest does you some good.
I would love getting some help on a project for my art classes! It only requires you drawing your favorite animal and posting it here! It can be a 10 second doodle or an hour long drawing, whatever pleases you, as long as you tell me what the animal is once you post it! ^_^
I would love getting many entries (max 1 per person though!) so I could also take submissions from your friends or acquaintances!
I'll be printing them and showing them to my art classes, but everything will be properly credited!
Here, I'll start:supermario
Bird, cockatiel specifically.
My family is legitimately discussing Dogecoin. What is life.
Koopaling headcanons (just in general this time)
2) Ludwig used to suffer a lot from Eldest Sibling Caretaker Syndrome. He and Bowser clashed a lot when the Koopalings were first adopted because of this.
3) Ludwig: *doesn't understand why he's losing at chess* Iggy: *keeps eating the chess pieces when he's not looking*
4) Larry and Wendy discuss hair styling/hair care a lot. Yeah, Wendy doesn't have hair, but she thinks it's fun to dye/style/whatever someone else's. Larry cares for his hair a lot.
5) Roy Koopa used to be like, "Hey punk, that's my name" at Roy Fire Emblem and had somewhat of a rivalry with him, but now they're good buds.
5a) Roy K. thinks Fire Roy is really cool. No, he doesn't have a crush, shut up nerd.
6) Lemmy doesn't realize Bowser has a fear of clowns. Bowser tries to be encouraging of Lemmy's circus/clown acts despite his fear.
7) Morton will switch between using third-person and first-person when speaking. It's as likely for him to say, "I can do that" as much as "Morton can do that."
8) Morton has taken up cooking underneath the instruction of Chef Guy (some Shy Guy cook at Bowser's castle). He's not the best yet, but he's improving.
9) Iggy's pet Chain Chomp is named Miku.
Okay but this is adorable? The MarioWiki only says it's a Mario Party 4 manga––doesn't give more deets than that. I tried translating the Japanese text using Google Translate, and what I got was "Overnight carnival! Tatsumi Shin." I assume Tatsumi Shin is the creator, perhaps?supermario
@autiestella commented: furigana (little kana above larger kanji) spell tatsumi jin! seems may be at twitter @canal002 & do lot cells at work fanart. as for title would say prob right, 夜通し is literal comprise of "night" & "through", while カーニバル is kana transcription of word "carnival"
Thank you so much for the info/translation!