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I draw and write Mario related EVERYTHING ⚠️DIAGNOSED C-PTSD; possible AuDHD(???)⚠️ ❤️🩹BSN RN (loading)❤️🩹 Uni student so I may be slow here UNLEASH THE CHAOS
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Hello there, fellow human! My name's Vee (as you can see), and I'm a self-taught artist who loves video games and cartoons (both drawing them and playing them... maybe a bit TOO much). Currently a college student just wanting to share my art and writing online cause why not, right? This is where I post artwork and fanfics about Mario and everything else concerning Mario! I do handrawn art (with some digital effects mixed in) and sometimes add color and all that other fancy stuff, usually whenever it's important to... whatever it is I'm doing.
For drawings, I won't do anything sexual or too gory/violent; I mainly do fluffies. For writing, I'm fine with almost anything. Angst, fluffies, in-between, nsfw, go wild! I charge nothing for this, so no worries on money! I also only do Mario art. You can have another character from another game (or an OC), but there needs to be at least one Mario character in it. 🩷🩷🩷 (Update 12/23/2024: See this about paid commissions)
Be aware, I mainly use this blog to post my works, but I will occasionally vent if I need to or post more personal things. I will always put up a warning for those in case you don't want to read those. 🩷
Also, I swear sometimes. Just… throwing that out there.
ALSO also… as loud and outspoken as I may appear on here, I’m actually really shy about branching out. So just… bear that in mind 😅
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Almost all of these have accompanied drawings that I post on here!
Mario AU's
This is where I go nuts and throw everyone into weird circumstances because it's funny.
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I have been wanting to write something a little more spicy since the last one I wrote was... in 2024. So it's been a while!
While this isn't my favorite thing to write, I still enjoy it since I am a SUCKER for emotional intimacy (the joys of being aroace/j). That all to say, I was really happy with how this one turned out! Now onto the tags:
(TW: sexual content (DUH; not super explicit, but nothing all that fluffy either), mental health issues (specifically bipolar disorder and hypersexuality), and mentions of past mental health struggles)
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"Aah—! R-R-Red! R-Red, mi fior…!"
Luigi winced as they pressed their palms down on Daisy's shoulders as she panted heavily, her eyes widened in lust as she stared at them incredulously. Still, she didn't protest as Luigi caught their breath, their eyes meeting hers, even in the dim light.
Their legs trembled; for a moment, they were tempted to close their legs fully, though it dissipated as they felt the unbearable tingling sensation evaporate once Daisy pulled away. They drew in a breath through their teeth at the withdrawal, feeling raw and exposed as though flames were licking at their folds. It took everything within them to maintain their word, though he knew Daisy needed it.
Especially on a night such as this.
They couldn't help smiling at her, albeit sympathetically, as they managed to catch their breath… none of it was truly her fault, they knew.
They'd imagined the neurons in her brain exploding like fireworks the past week, unrelenting and loud. Even the simplest things could send sparks radiationg through her nerves, driving her to chase the sensation further. She'd do anything to do whatever she told herself to before it disappeared, even disregard her own wellbeing or others if she had to, so long as it never left. In time, calmness became secondary, or even forgotten.
… how could one eat or sleep when there were so many things she needed to do?
The past few days, they watched her carefully, guiding when necessary, as they awaited the flames to die down. She couldn't tell reality from fiction, yet they and Peasley had ensured she remained rooted to the earth all the same. Even as her body became engulfed in flames from the sensation. She was higher than life itself, as far as she was concerned, most days… but in the end, they knew the sheer horror and confusion of it all would overwhelm her.
Some nights, they lamented they couldn't do more, though they knew they were only doing what she needed. They'd give anything to stamp out the fires and pull her out, holding her in their arms until they both took their last breaths.
… although such a thing wasn't possible… they were glad to be the one guiding her through it.
Even if they merely led her to solid ground, it was far better than letting her alone. If they were the hand she reached out for in the dark, they were happy to be there.
And besides… she was doing great, all things considered.
She was trying… and that's all they could ask of her.
"Ey…" they whispered, caressing the side of her face lovingly, biting their lower lip. "Ey… l-lookit me, fiore… t-t-take it easy, yeah…? N-No need to rush…"
Daisy said nothing as her breaths steadied. Her chest heaved, even as she sat in place before them. Before long, she bowed her head, her mouth still agape as she lowered her arms from the headboard. Sweat poured from her forehead in droves, and her muscles seemingly tingled with electricity.
Carefully, Luigi cupped her elbows in his palms, allowing her to look up at them with her wide-eyed gaze. They could already see her thoughts racing, even as she sat still, her hands shaking as she resisted the urges chanting to grab.
Rip.
Destroy.
Anything.
"It's still going," she practically growled under her breath, her teeth gritted as her eyes darted up and down their body. "Luigi, it's still fucking going—"
"Shhh… shh… it's okay. B-Breathe," Luigi crooned, tracing soft lines along her muscular arms. "N-No rush here, fiore, yeah…? I'm r-r-right here…"
Daisy said nothing as she continued to stare at them, waiting for their signal.
With the golden light streaming through the drawn curtains dousing her back, Luigi dared to say she resembled an angel. Her soft breasts heaved with each breath she drew in, however tempting it was for them to feel as they bore in mind her trepidation; even just a single touch could cause them to escalate.
These things needed time, after all.
Luigi could only smile up at her as they snuggled against the pillows once more, taking in a deep breath as they cupped a hand at her hip, inching her closer. Slowly, they spread their thighs apart, an act that all but sent Daisy over the edge as she gripped their wrists tight.
"Luigi…" she whined through her teeth, her body trembling as she tried her hardest to keep her gaze leveled with theirs.
But just as always, Luigi stayed patient. With a light chukle, they thumbed over the veins in her wrist, taking pride in the way her cheeks flushed red — even in the dim light, her face was as clear as day.
"I-I-I'm ready, fiore," they nodded, trying their hardest to keep their legs from shaking. "Y-Yellow."
They could see the frustration welling in her eyes, though she held strong with their hand in hers. Slowly, she ensured the strap was angled just right — with Luigi's hand guiding. Luigi nearly stifled a whimper as the tip pressed against their folds. The filthiest part of them wanted to beg Daisy to disregard all they'd talked about.
If they could, they would have screamed to the stars for her to ravish them until they were a trembling mess upon the bedsheets.
However… now was not the time for such nonsense.
"Aah…" Luigi gasped, squeezing their eyes shut tight as Daisy slid inside. Their stomach felt fluttery as they adjusted to her presence, though they could feel the anxiety coursing through her veins as she gripped their hand tight.
She was doing so good.
So… so good…
They felt tears welling in their eyes as they managed to look up at her, only to find her expression tense and lustful.
Her eyes danced with a sort of animalistic desire they could only dream of releasing once the flames died down. Her lower lip nearly bled as her teeth punctured the soft skin, her jaw tight as her molars bit down hard. Her hands trembled as she slowly penetrated further, stopping only when Luigi whimpered or gasped.
Though everything within her craved for more, it wasn't what she needed.
It wasn't what either of them needed.
"L-Luigi…" she whined, her hand suddenly gripping their shoulder as her nails dug into their skin. "Luigi… I… I… I want you… bad…"
Luigi held back a laugh as they traced her jawline with their thumb. "I-I know you do, fiore… I d-d-do, too," they nodded, their gaze meeting hers once more. "S-Slow and steady, yeah…? Slow…"
Daisy began panting, her eyes wide as tears threatened to escape. She was trying so hard, Luigi saw… she loved them more than anything else in the world.
She would do anything for them…
"Luigi…" she whispered, her voice wavering as she began to shrink. "Luigi… I… I love… you… I… don't… I don't wanna… h-hurt… you…"
She then laid her forehead against their collarbone, her hot breaths tickling their chest as she gripped them tighter. It took everything within them not to come undone in her arms, though they allowed a bit of respite.
They had nothing but time, after all.
Their entire body trembled as with each movement Daisy made, the shaft shifted against their walls, pressing against their clit just the way they liked it. They could see the struggle warring in her touches as her fingers interlaxed theirs, her nails digging into their knuckles as she tried to tame the roaring flames growing within her.
Luigi tried not to sound too desperate, however. Both had agreed tonight would've been about the both of them… and they were determined to see it to the end.
"I l-l-love you too, fiore…" they crooned, nuzzling their cheek against the top of her head. "Y-You're so good to me, y-yeah…?"
Daisy managed to look up, humming lowly as her hips rolled against theirs. Her face was a deep red, bleeding to her eyes as tears began rolling down her cheeks.
By stars, she wanted them badly.
Torturous pleasure.
A necessary evil.
"F-Fuck…" she whined, squeezing their hand tight as she gasped inwardly. "Fuck…!"
Luigi giggled nervously, their heart fluttering as they managed to wrap their legs around her waist, stifling a moan as the strap's tip pressed against their cervix. "Th-Th-That's it, fiore… yeah…" they whimpered, their other hand drawing claw marks over her shoulderblades. "Y-You're doing g-g-grea—"
"More…!" Daisy demanded.
"Daisy—"
"MORE!"
"Hey… hey," Luigi placed a hand on her chest, causing her to jump.
Immediately, she looked up at them, her eyes glistening wet with unshed tears. Her hand found their thigh, squeezing the fat until a gasp erupted from their chest, to which she shuddered. Her body shivered, though whether out of fear or sheer lust, Luigi wasn't sure.
Though, in the end, she stumbled, panting hard as she hugged them once more.
"S-Sorry…" she mewled into their neck. A small sob broke from her vocal cords as she stroked the back of their neck softly. "I… I'm… I'm trying… I… I want you… so… bad…"
Luigi couldn't help themself as they brushed her hair from her sweaty forehead, kissing between her eyes as they brought her face up by their palms.
"Amore," they crooned, tracing her freckles like constellations. "You're trying. Calmati. Abbiamo tutta la notte, si…?"
Daisy sniffled, wrapping her fingers around their small wrists. "Y-You're… you're so fucking hot…" she whimpered, finally allowing herself to let her tears fall in full. "I… I'm so scared… I w-want you so bad… b-but… I… I…"
"Shhh…" Luigi smiled, feeling tears gathering in their own eyes as they laced their fingers with hers once more. "Fiore… fiore… I'm n-n-not mad at you… y-you're trying s-s-so hard…"
"But—"
"Ah ah… y-you're better than you were, mhm…? It h-h-hurts, yeah…?"
"YES!"
"But… y-y-you feel better doing it… r-right…?"
Daisy thought for a moment before nodding.
"Yeah… s-s-see…? That's my g-girl…"
Luigi wriggled upwards, wincing as the strap nudged their vulva rather painfully, though they kept their composure as they pulled Daisy's waist flush to theirs. Her hands found their way to their backside, and they held back a chuckle as her fingers twitched.
"I w-w-want you to d-d-do something, fiore…" they requested, tracing the scar lining her left cheek. "What's s-s-something you wanna do…? S-Something calm… a-anything you can think of…"
Daisy merely stared at them for a moment, her mouth agape as her eyes darted between their nethers to Luigi's freckled nose. Still, Luigi never once rushed her, even as she stayed silent for seemingly an eternity.
She needed time, and they were willing to give her any amount she needed.
Their legs dangled by her hips as they sat atop her lap, laying their cheek against her collarbone in a gentle maneuver. In turn, they could feel her fingers tracing patterns along the vertebrae dotting their back.
Her breaths shuddered as the fires grew, her compulsions for destruction and lust peaked. Her gasps and swallows, while music to Luigi's ears, also served as a reminder of what the night symbolized, with every squirm from her hips to the stifled squeaks escpaing her lips.
She was doing so good…
"… c-c-can I kiss you…?"
Luigi nearly jumped as her words brushed against the shell of their ear. If they hadn't been so close to her, they were certain it would have gone unnoticed.
Nevertheless, they sat upright, only to find her staring at them just as she had before: terrified and lustful. Though, to their satisfaction… there was the tiniest ounce of pride.
"I… I want to kiss you…" she repeated, nodding as if to reassure herself.
In return, Luigi smiled, warming her jaw with their palm as their tongue brushed against the backs of their teeth. Though the thought was certainly pleasant… they had to be sure.
"Of course, fiore…" they whispered. "I-I-If that's what you want…"
Another long silence ensued as Daisy mulled over her words.
Until…
"Yes," she nodded, her voice now confident as her shoulders relaxed. "Yes… yes, I want this… please…"
Luigi could have melted…
Their lips stuttered as they inched closer, holding her jaw gently in their palm. Her eyes glimmered in wanton lust as her hands found their way into their hair, gripping their bangs firmly. Luigi shuddered as the strap's tip nudged their walls once more, though none of it mattered.
He could see her trying to tame her impatience, knowing their pace… she was doing so good…
Eventually, their lips parted, taking in hers as though they were made for one another.
They were no stranger to her kisses… sometimes they were gentle and quick, but others were much deeper… intimate. One of the many things they loved about her was her words through her gestures; even if she stayed quiet, the tiniest bit of movement could give her thoughts away if one looked hard enough.
This time, they could taste it clear as day: desperation and devotion.
She was desperate to eat them alive, her hands clutching the soft locks of their hair as she hummed against their lips. Her moans became stifled as her hips slowly rolled, whining through her teeth as the sensation grew stronger, only for Luigi's soft hand against her navel to tame the flames.
Devotion… well… they didn't need to look much further.
With every grasp and and stifled moan, she never once strayed too far, not even as her thoughts seemingly drove her to the edge. Her hands remained stable, even as her fingers twitched to grab and squeeze. Her eyes, though wide and wild, still shone through with a tenderness she held especially for them each time their gaze met.
Luigi yelped as her arm slithered around the back of their waist as she pulled them closer. For a moment, Daisy looked panicked, until Luigi smiled, nuzzling their cheek against her breast before joining her lips once more.
She was doing so good…
They weren't sure how long they stayed in each others' embrace, listening to the sounds of their lips and occasional whimpers. Bliss was beyond anything Luigi could have ever experienced with her, knowing how far they had come. Their legs practically felt like jelly, their stomach fluttering as they thought about everything they loved about her.
They scarcely even minded their own pleasure by then.
Such a thing was beneath them now that Daisy lay in their arms, listless as she fought an ongoing battle against her own mind. The flames were yet to die down, though for a time, she could relax. There was no doubt that such an effort would exhaust her… though they knew she would be happier from it once she came to.
Daisy let out a ragged breath as she finally parted, her eyes welling with tears once more. However, this time… she couldn't stop herself from smiling.
"Luigi…" she panted, nuzzling her cheek against their neck as she stared up at them lovingly. "I… I love you… I love you…"
Luigi let out a soft laugh, brushing her bangs from her eyes.
They didn't need words to tell them what came next.
They knew.
"Green, fiore…" they finally smiled, tracing their fingers up the strap's shaft. "S-S-Slow."
Hey there, I'm Tony D.
I'm a 43-year-old transmale caring… Antonio Drake needs your support for Help Tony reach his surgery goal after i
Disclaimer: This isn't my Gofundme. This is from a friend of mine; I'm simply here to get this out further as 1) I don't have much I can really share, and 2) Hopefully someone on here does. If you are able to donate, do it if you can. If not, share this wherever you feel it's necessary.
I'm saying this as a trans/nb person myself, this is serious. 2026 is a terrifying time to be living in for a lot of us in the community. I, myself, have a lot of fears concerning the medical care in regard to GAC, so if anyone is able to obtain it or struggle doing it, I'm MORE than willing to chip in however I can, even if it's just by sharing the word.
And let me make something VERY clear. If anyone decides to be hateful towards anyone who donates here OR to the person themselves, get the fuck out. You are not wanted. If you're not here to help, then fuck off, got it?
When farmers grow the same crop too many years in a row, it can leave their soil depleted of minerals and other nutrients that are vital to the health of their fields.
To avoid this, farmers will often alternate the crops that they grow because some plants will use up different minerals (such as nitrogen) while other plants replenish those minerals. This process is known as “crop rotation.”
So the next time you find that you need to step away from a project to work on something else for a while, don’t beat yourself up for “quitting” that project. Give yourself permission to practice “mental crop rotation” to maintain a healthy brain field.
Because I’ve found that when that unnecessary guilt and pressure are removed from the process, a good mental crop rotation can help you feel more energized and invigorated than ever once you’re ready to rotate back to that project.
: A crucial part of crop rotation is that the field is let fallow sometimes. You plant what’s called a “cover crop”, which is something you don’t expect to harvest– it’s there for its roots to hold the soil in place, and often it’ll be what’s called a nitrogen-fixer, i.e. a plant that can pull nitrogen out of the air and fix it into the soil with its roots (but sometimes it won’t, sometimes it’s really just there to shelter the soil surface), and then you’ll till in that cover crop, or let the frost kill it and the stalks lie as mulch, and then you’ll rotate productive crops back into that field the next season.
It’s important, though, to understand that during the fallow period, no nutrients are removed from that ground, and nothing is expected of it. Whatever the land grows then, it keeps, and it gets tilled back in or decomposes in place, to return its energy to the earth.
We’re not allowed, in our current society, to just let our minds be fallow for a bit, to produce nothing for export, to make nothing that can be sold. But it’s part of good land stewardship, to give every field time when it doesn’t need to give you anything back.
So yes, grow and produce different things from time to time, rotate them around your mind and exercise different mental muscles, take different things from your creative processes, yes– but also, give yourself a fallow spell now and again, and let the field of your mind grow things for itself to keep, to break down and save for later.
Actually a nice post for once, but I do have to add trigger warnings (sorry) 😅
Tw: gender dysphoria, internalized transphobia and toxic masculinity, self-gaslighting and hatred, mental health, and family issues
Since coming out as transmasc and agender… I’ve been feeling so much better about myself. Not completely, but there’s not as much disgust towards my gender as there was before.
Admittedly… I wasn’t happy being FULL trans. I got nothing against trans men/women (seriously, y’all are awesome), but I’m not that. As problematic as it sounds, I came out as trans because… I thought I needed to. It made sense at the time, especially since the people I looked up to were also trans after being nonbinary for years
That’s… where the problem was
I was so desperate to be accepted that I inadvertently jeopardized my own life in the process. I… think it goes without saying that my whole family sucks. Literally nobody is gonna be on my side if/when I come out, so I will be alone… and the thought of that kills me. As much as they’re terrible people, in my head, being alone is so much worse, even if it is for the best. That being said… I didn’t want to lose anyone else either… and I took it way too far.
I hated that I wasn’t fully masc like some of my friends, or I did stuff that was too girly. I kept having the thought that I wasn’t a man (not entirely wrong) but I just kept shoving it down because admitting defeat (again, bear in mind I’m not in the best headspace here) meant losing everything
Well… eventually came the breaking point. I came to the realization that I don’t actually know anything about myself. And that terrified me. I managed to work through it a bit, and one of the things I finally came to was that I might not be anything. Yeah, I wanted to look and even be a boy, but not all the time. Sometimes, having someone look at me and say “wtf is THAT?!” felt more affirming lol.
So… yeah. That’s basically it.
I know my journey isn’t done. Self love is a new concept to myself, and I struggle to even see why people care about me when I can’t see anything worth loving. And I have a LOT to work through. But at the very least, I don’t have THIS weighing on me all the time. I don’t feel pressured to act like a guy all the time, or push out things for people to like me as much.
Most of them I haven't drawn out, though I do have their personalities and interests. Or... I can't find the drawings. Though I do have a few I have written out a couple times on here and they actually have portraits to boot.
Viola:
So in order:
Quing Melian (Daisy's stepparent and Azalea's parent)
Princess Azalea (Daisy's stepsister)
King Crisanto (Daisy's dad)
As for the ones that aren't written, here's a few:
Queen Rosemary (Daisy's "mother")
Lupo (Mario's dog)
Bellissima (Peach's cat)
Baron von Burrito, Buttermilk, and Artemis (Luigi's cats)
Ginger (Mario and Luigi's childhood cat)
Caprese (The Mario family's cat)
Mario's exes: Emma, Camila, Charlie, Katie, Kit, Isabelle, and Jaime
Luigi's exes: Destiny and Callum (I am NOT drawing his ass)
Luigi's middle-school bullies: Ryan, Lux, Aria, Nia, Mackenzie, and Katie
Fun idea I had that Boos will spook each other as a way to show affection, the bigger the scare the more they care
Which is why in part King kept making his traps for Luigi more elaborate and terrifying, because he was essentially trying to flirt in the worst way he possibly could due to how he, at the time, struggled with his feelings over a lot of things due to feeling not good enough or strong enough to protect his people
Ooh, I like this!
I also have a slight theory with boos (just to add to this) >:)
Basically, common boos (ones that have been dead for only a few years or so) are a lot weaker. The most they can do is poof out and back in, scream, and make stuff float, but that's about it.
In a sense, they're kinda like kitsunes a bit; with every century you live, the more power you get. Though... you don't get a cool tail to sport with it.
King Boo, meanwhile... he's lived for god knows how long, so you can probably imagine how powerful he is.
His essentially boils down to the following: reanimation of the dead, spectral voices, spiritual blast, spiritual hallucinations, puppeteer via blood (think of it like blood-bending from Avatar (iykyk), and so on. He can make realistic portrayals of the most horrific things you can imagine... and the only one he does this is with Luigi.
He actually owns multiple ones (E. Gadd pays pretty well... a little TOO well. That and Peach would've had his head if he didn't pay Luigi generously for his time lmao); however, he only kept three of them in total, but for different purposes.
Rank S
Luigi sold this one since he didn't know what the hell he was gonna do with this. As such, it was converted into a hotel for the toads (with Peach's permission ofc): Fungi Springs Resort
Rank A
This one was originally going to be sold, but he changed his mind once he met his partners; he wanted someplace nice where he and them could get settled in once they were married (and had kids).
Rank B
Sold. THIS one actually changed technology for the Mushroom Kingdom as a whole as Luigi worked with Peach to turn this into a GAC facility (or, gender-affirming care). As the toads are naturally agender, there wasn't really a reason for one, but with Mario and Luigi being VERY trans, it seemed right. Plus... when your boyfriend comes from the Beanbean Kingdom where 90% of the population is either trans or nonbinary... it comes easy ;)
Luigi also wanted his big bro to get top surgery faster-
Ranks C
Sold.
Rank D
This was mainly the only one Luigi felt comfortable living in since it was a two-bedroom and... not overly fancy (Luigi's a simple guy, y'know?). He maintained this one until he could move in, just so he had a place of his own. At the time, Mario and Peach were getting a bit more cozy, so he decided it was time to get a place of his own... though within reasonable distance. Hey, they still get anxious far apart lol!
Rank E
Sold.
Rank F
Sold.
Rank G
Demolished... it was falling apart the minute Luigi opened the door.
Rank H
Luigi mainly uses this one for camping lol (he... can't believe E. Gadd would even call this a house).
Heyo! I'm curious, I'm not sure if you've already done this, if you have, then I feel silly for asking, but have you ever made a Mareach fankid? Just curious! ^^ that's all! :D
Hey, no worries! ^^
To answer your question, they actually have three! Their oldest (Luca and Matteo (or Matty, as he's usually called)) are twins, and then there's Fia, the baby of the trio.
