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@prettypara
first kiss
the bad guy
way before the episodes came out, i wondered what it might be like when amari and mario meet. i thought there might be this awkward in-between period where mario isn’t playing the part of a villain but becomes one in opposing amari and her friends. he just wants amari to need him!
i have a lot of snippets of dialogue with amari and mario dating. i thought that they’d work well together because mario pushes amari to face herself. to him, she’s the strongest person in the world but needs to be reminded of it sometimes. he’ll take her love wether it hits him soft like a kiss, or a punch to the face.
so yeah, i was thinking about a teen couple navigating relationship stuff for the first time. specifically, i wanted to depict how the two of them might handle conflict. amari is insecure and so afraid to express herself that she’ll let the anxiety rips her apart from the inside.
here’s a few:
afterward: amari has had her first fight with her boyfriend and the world didn’t explode:
amari: ...perfect girlfriend, huh?
am: what he said before got me thinking. marios not the perfect boyfriend either
am: to be honest, he’s a lot different than what what i had in mind all those years ago. he should be perfect for me, is sort of what i’ve been thinking. since i kinda created him
am: and then we would never fight. or maybe i’d still find some way to mess it all up.
am: but. i really like him the way he is now
am: when i’m with him, there’s no room for worry. it’s like i’m caught up in his pace or something and i’m only thinking about the present. what i want to say, without being scared of how he’ll take it.
am: sometimes it’s just because he’s pissing me off that much, hehe
am: and sometimes it’s because we’re having too much fun
am: or, he already knows what i want and it feels like he’s just waiting for me to take it. i feel freer somehow
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amari: i’ve always been scared of how people see me. but marios sees me. and i never have any idea what he’s thinking, but i’m not afraid of him
am: plus...he’s always made it pretty clear that... he likes me
am: g-gosh, just saying that...
am: (getting progressively redder) he likes me... he likes me.... mario likes me...
amari: mario said he loves me
am: Aaaaawaaaugh!!! (covers her face)
i have a lot of snippets of dialogue with amari and mario dating. i thought that they’d work well together because mario pushes amari to face herself. to him, she’s the strongest person in the world but needs to be reminded of it sometimes. he’ll take her love wether it hits him soft like a kiss, or a punch to the face.
so yeah, i was thinking about a teen couple navigating relationship stuff for the first time. specifically, i wanted to depict how the two of them might handle conflict. amari is insecure and so afraid to express herself that she’ll let the anxiety rips her apart from the inside.
here’s a few:
imaginary reporter: mario, what do you like about amari?
mario: what do i like about her? hm..
ma: her hair,
ma: kinda looks like ice cream, right. the swirly kind
ma: looking at it makes me kinda hungry
amari: that’s not the kind of thing a girlfriend wants to hear...
ma: it’s just the first thing that came to mind
ma: there are other things
mario: i like that she’s kinda crazy
amari: wha—!
ma: she’s always surprising me. being with her is never boring
ma: and she’s fun to mess with
ma: she kisses like she’s trying to punch me in the face with her mouth. it’s hilarious
am: it’s not... !
ma: it’s cute
am: ... it’s not... (blushing)
ma: everything about amari is cute, but i figure you were talking specifics
ma: so, you could say i like everything about her? yeah. there’s your answer
ma: i like everything
imaginary reporter: amari, what do you like about mario?
amari: (blushing) ...nothing! i don’t like him!
mario: hahaha!
Vampire story
Katsumi Amari
16 years old
Left out yet again today
(Today’s lunch looks so good, but she can’t eat it. she was sitting at a table by herself. mario invited himself over, as he usually does)
Mario: still can’t believe you got turned into a vampire by that kid from pripara
Amari: shh!! hey somebody might hear you!!!
Mario So what if they do? No one would believe it. Hell, I still don’t believe it
Amari: then they’ll just think I’m weird!
Mario: so do you feast on the blood of the innocent now? thats pretty badass
Amari NO I still eat normal food
(that is, when she can keep it down. Which hasn’t happened since she’d been turned, but amari doesn’t want him teasing her about that, too)
(Mario eyes her own lack of a lunch and continues eating his, which is mostly comprised of sweet breads. It’s been so long since she’s had any she can’t help but stare)
(she meets mario’s gaze by accident and he gives her a teasing grin)
Mario: Like what you see?
Amari: wh—!!
Mario: The bread, I mean
Amari: You did not
(he offers a piece to her)
Mario: want some?
(her stomach growls at the site even though the smell just makes her nauseous now)
Amari: i’m good
(mario looks at her for a moment, studying her face, but then he shrugs and goes back to eating)
(a moment later, he perks up in his seat and turns to amari ready with a question forming on his lips—)
Amari: no, I will not turn you into a vampire
(mario slumps down in his seat)
(posing for an idol photo shoot. mario is carrying amari )
mario: (blatantly looking at her chest)
amari: ...you could at least pretend not to stare
ma: no it’s just, are they real?
am: OF COURSE THEY ARE!
am: why-why would you even—!
ma: i mean, didn’t you used to stuff your bra?
am: (dumbfounded)
ma: i remember you used to pose in front of the mirror and bounce around with your fake tits
ma: but now you got real ones! isn’t that grea—GUHUOGH!! (<—sound of amari kneeing him in the gut)
I would like to think that since Mario isn’t human, he doesn’t know what cigarettes are. He just thinks that people use them to look cool, so he like. Gets a hold of a pack
and Amari is about to give him a disapproving lecture until he rips the pack open and bites into one. Then, she’s just flabbergasted
mario: (chewing, trying to look cool but obviously disgusted) heh. this is fucking nasty
amari: you… Don’t even have a lighter, do you
ma: a What?
(Shows him one)
ma: What is this? Juice?
am: NO
the 'how big is your english vocabulary' test dropped new ship dynamics
did you forget about amario? dont
i should clarify that it sounds like mario talking about himself, but i think it’s funny to tag posts that remind me of him simply as “mario” because everyone probably thinks i mean the italian mushroom man. imagine me saying that about wahoo nintendo guy
must a villain be redeemed? isn't it enough that they're bitter, evil, and most importantly, hot?
i’m making a mental list of every awful tshirt i find on the internet that i think mario would wear
t shirt that says “i used to be worse”
i have no idea what mario thinks of her or if he even knows her. he probably wouldn’t recognize her the way she looks now but i can’t help but feel like they’ll get on like a house on fire once they do get to know each other.
like, there are infinite ways them meeting can go horribly wrong, but beyond that…? i’m excited
amari, despite her crippling self-loathing, feels like she thinks she’s very rational. like, she’s already got this very clear idea about how the world works, it’s just that she doesn’t fit into what’s “good,” or, “normal.”
i think it makes her insecurity funnier, because it kinda feels like she’s driving herself insane.
amari is weird about normal stuff and normal about weird stuff
like, she thinks she’ll become a social outcast if people find out about her edgy middle schooler phase because she thinks she’s the only person who was ever like that. but then she’s like, “i’m nervous, gotta take a hit off the ol’ mayonnaise tube(that she just carried with her” she swigs that shit like it’s a flask of alcohol and she’s a world-weary so-and-so trying to get through the day
she’s like, “i just drew all over this girl’s face, i know just the gag that’ll make it all better!”(sticks fish tube up her nose)
“oh no! no one laughed at my hilarious joke!” (runs screaming to the outskirts of town)
like, she has the tendency to overreact to absolutely everything. i love her