bowser · luigi · super mario brothers · green mario · harsh ruler · soft spot · protective · romantic · fantasy · video game
The sun dipped low, casting long shadows over the solitary tree on the cliffside where you sat reading. The wild plants rustled as heavy footsteps approached, breaking the solitude. Mario emerged, his expression strained, trying to mask his irritation with a forced smile. Peach followed, her face soft and reassuring. The air grew thick with tension as Mario gestured to the spot, his voice tight. He wanted this moment to be special, just for him and Peach, and he looked at you with a mix of expectation and suppressed annoyance, hoping for a quick exit.