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Happy Valentine's Day!! I Just Made A Magolor Cover For The Occasion So I Thought I Could Post Some Art
Happy Valentine's Day!! I Just Made A Magolor Cover For The Occasion So I Thought I Could Post Some Art
Happy Valentine's Day!! I Just Made A Magolor Cover For The Occasion So I Thought I Could Post Some Art

Happy Valentine's day!! i just made a magolor cover for the occasion so i thought i could post some art i made for the mv here ^^ there are more so heres the link if you wanna check that out!

Happy Valentine's Day!! I Just Made A Magolor Cover For The Occasion So I Thought I Could Post Some Art

(the chocolate was for marx hehe, definitely no bias whatsoever)

For marxolor!

💝

💓

👀

🥄

Oh, wow… a whole batch of ‘em! Really giving me a run for my money, Anon, haha! (Maybe I should’ve put a cap on how many can be submitted at once… ^^’ ) Don’t worry about it, though, I think I can manage this one. Let’s see…

6. 💝 What is each person’s love language (words of affirmation, acts of service, giving gifts, quality time, and physical touch)?

[Physical Touch] LEFT: Magolor flowing by with a crate of tools in his hands, only to be startled by Marx, who stands on tiptoe and affectionately head-bumps him from behind. RIGHT: The boys seated on the floor together, Marx sprawled against Magolor, sound asleep as the wizard gently rubs his head, a bemused look on his face.
[Quality Time] LEFT: Magolor seated on the floor with a bowl of popcorn, playing video games while Marx - sitting on a large beanbag chair behind him and leaning forward to rest his chin between the wizard’s ears - watches and chatters incessantly. RIGHT: Marx & Magolor racing together, tossing competitive looks at each other as they near the finish line.
[Gift Giving] TOP: Magolor shyly offering a Neapolitan popsicle over to Marx, who looks up at the treat with excited, heart-filled eyes. BOTTOM: Marx looking proud as Magolor gawks at a cool rock (possibly some kind of magical mineral judging by its purple-blue glow) the jester has given him.
[Words of Affirmation] TOP: Marx standing on his beach ball and leaning over to pull Magolor - covering his face in embarrassment - into a one-armed hug with the end of his hat, saying, “D’aww, lookit you, bein’ all cute and smart and stuff!” BOTTOM: Marx curled into a blanket, shivering and overwhelmed with his teary eye squeezed shut. Magolor hovers low behind him, his hands on the end of the jester’s hat as if symbolically holding his hand, saying, “Hey. It’s okay. I’m here. You’re not alone.”
[Bonus: PRANKS!] TOP: Magolor opening a present and receiving a spring-loaded cream pie directly to the face. Marx flops onto his back laughing and kicking his feet, saying, “HA HA HAAA!! Get *got*, nerrrrrd!” BOTTOM: Marx sits crammed inside a net hanging over an X mark and some half-eaten cookies on the ground, looking very displeased with his predicament. Magolor hovers beside him and cheerily pokes at the net, smiling as he says, “Ahem. Get *got*, funnyman. Hee hee!”

18. 💓 How did they tell their friends that they were together/do their friends know or is their relationship a secret?

I haven’t really talked about how Marx and Magolor meet in the CFAU yet... mostly because it’s, like, a Whole Thing™. A story I was working on well before the CFAU was even conceptualized and practically a sub-AU in and of itself. It’s also… very work-in-progress and very not finished yet (kinda fell on the back burner once the other AUs took precedent, oops ^^’ ). Just know that the boys get the slow-burn treatment something fierce. Seriously, they don’t even get to the QPR stage until some time after Mags returns from purgatory, and even then only after some lingering baggage is dealt with…

Anyway, to make a long and incredibly complicated story short, they figure it out eventually (idiots-in-not-quite-love style), keeping it a poorly-guarded secret when they inevitably end up back on Popstar. Then - after a bunch of [REDACTED] happens, a crisis is narrowly averted, and things get sappy and cathartic - Marx just kind of… blurts it out, completely unbothered, tired of all the hiding and running and keeping secrets (at least for today). It leaves the Dream Land 4 in varying shades of surprised (or not surprised) and Magolor in a single shade of mortified… though not for too long. After all, it’s not like it’s the worst secret to even come out about him, and certainly not one he should be ashamed of.

When they have a moment to talk about it later, it might go something like this:

Mags: I can’t believe you did that. In front of everyone. Without even asking me first. Marx: Heh, sorry. Got caught up in the moment. I mean, you try keepin’ a secret like that after almost dyin’, hehe… Um. You’re not… actually mad about it, are you? Mags: … *sigh* No. It’s fine. I’ll be fine. Heh, honestly? It’s… kind of a relief.

9. 👀 What do other characters think of their relationship? Do they approve or disapprove?

To tie in with the previous question, how about some more ✨ non-canon interviews ✨? (Fair warning - this is happening after the end of a story I haven’t told or finished yet, so these answers are probably gonna be vague as hell and very out-of-context.)

We see a set up for a television-style interview, the Channel PPP logo in one corner and a banner along the bottom displaying the interviewee’s name and title, a red-and-yellow microphone held into frame. In this one, Kirby stands on a director’s chair, smiling at the interviewer and wiping a tear from his eye. His title reads, “Popstar’s cutest godkiller.”

Kirby: Poyo! Mago po Marx poyo. Po poyo, eeh! Poyo! Snf, poyo…*

*Translation: Oh, yeah, I heard about that. That’s nice, I guess. Mostly I’m just glad my old friends are back! [smaller text] (And, y’know, not trying to take over the world again.) [normal text] I was worried I’d never see them again, or that they wouldn’t wanna be friends anymore after… well, I’m just happy they’re here! And they’re okay! [smaller text] Snf, they’re okay…
Same interview setup. Bandana Dee sits in a director’s chair, his spear at his side, rubbing his head and looking off in uncertainty. His title reads, “Everybody’s favorite guy.”

Bandee: It's… fine, I guess? / I-I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for 'em. It's probably good that they have each other after, y’know, what just happened. / It’s just, well, given their histories… them both being tricksters and… would-be world conquerers… / [smaller text] Stars, I can only imagine the mischief they'd get into together… / [normal text] W-Well, I'm sure it'll be fine! Nothing Kirby and me can't handle!
Same interview setup. King Dedede reclines on a director’s chair that might be a bit too small for him, creaking ominously under his weight as he crosses his feet and puts his hands behind his head. His title reads, “Monarch with the munchies.”

DDD: Eh, ain’t much that surprises me these days. Magsie findin' himself a sweetheart? Sure, why not. Best wishes n' all that. / Now, if he can manage to keep that cuckoo clock of a clown in check, *then* I’ll be impressed, ha ha! / [smaller text] … He’d better. Gonna be payin’ off property damage for *months* after what those two pulled…
Same interview setup. Meta knight sitting hunched in a director’s chair, reaching into the visor of his mask to massage his temples, looking so done with everything. His title reads, “Sword guardian, former mutineer.”

MK: [bigger text] Uuuuugh… / [normal text] Stars above, why’d it have to by those two? / [smaller text] (I already feel a headache coming on…)

Bonus interviews with some folks who find out much later:

Same interview setup. Gryll seated contentedly in a director’s chair, holding their broom I one hand and giving a causal thumbs-up to the interviewer in the other. Their title reads, “Sleepy-eyed Star Stacker.”

Gryll: Yeah, ain't it neat? My li’l bro bagged himself a *genius*. / … A genius who did some real messed-up stuff and nearly got the two of them *killed*, according to him... / But, hey, who hasn't these days? I'm sure they'll be fine. / [smaller text] Plus, their boat's cool. She'll *definitely* keep 'em in line.
Same interview setup. Susie Haltmann sits primly in a director’s chair, giggling behind her hand. Her title reads, “Gaslight gatekeep girlboss.”

Susie: Ha! He *would* date a clown, wouldn’t he? / And here I thought Taranza was the most pathetic of the three of us, hee hee! / [smaller text] I can't wait to see how long *this* train wreck lasts.
Same interview setup. Taranza sitting slumped back in a director’s chair, rubbing the back of his head with one hand, tapping two of his index fingers together in front of him, and looking down in something like disappointment. His title reads, “Lovelorn arachnid.”

Tar: *siiiiigh* / Lucky him, I guess.

22. 🥄 When they’re cuddling together who’s the big spoon and who’s the little spoon?

Marx has more of the “big-spoon energy” between them (though good luck getting Magolor to admit that), but trying to cuddle with his wings is… not ideal, as the raw magic that perpetually leaks from them is enough to overwhelm Magolor’s finely-tuned senses (like staring into a spotlight from inches away or walking into a very saturated perfume department). Besides, Magolor is the one with hands around here, so the role of big spoon tends to default to him anyway. Marx doesn’t mind so much, trusting the wizard enough to feel comfortable (even safe) curled up against him. Magolor - who’s still recovering from a life of being a socially-distant, touch-starved hermit - is always a little worried he’s doing it wrong but gets better about it with time, which is nice.

Marx trying to hold Magolor in his gilded, chromatic wings, the latter gone limp in his embrace and looking very discombobulated, his senses overwhelmed and his face a little flushed. Marx pokes at him with one of his talons in very mild concern, asking, “Uh… you good, buddy? Mags? Hellooooo?”
Magolor & Marx asleep and cuddled together in a nest of pillows and blankets, the latter still in his trademark hat, the former sporting a part of gear-patterned pajamas. Marx is tucked in against Magolor’s chest, held there in his ungloved hands, one end of the hat wrapped around the wizard like an arm.

Sketch started 03/13/25, finished 03/18/25. | Kirby Ship Ask Game (made by @/sweetandglovelyart) | Childhood Friends AU Masterpost

Please help my family

My name is Aisha

I never imagined I would find myself in a situation that would require me to write these words, but life has taken an unexpected and devastating turn. My family, consisting of my beloved husband and our eight children, is facing a crisis that we cannot overcome alone. Our home, once filled with love and laughter, has been shattered. The roof over our heads, the walls that protected us, and the place where our children grew up are lost. We lost not only our home, but the foundations of our lives. Now, we struggle every day to survive, with nowhere to go or a way to rebuild without help.

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Our children, who should be focused on school and their dreams, worry instead about where they will sleep or when their next meal will be. The weight of their fear and confusion breaks my heart. As parents, we feel helpless and unable to provide basic necessities for our loved ones.

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We are urgently asking for help because we cannot do this alone. We need to rebuild not only our home, but our lives. Every donation, no matter the size, will go directly to providing our children with a safe place to sleep, food to eat, and a chance to dream again. Please, if you can find it in your heart to help us during this desperate time, we will be forever grateful to you. May your kindness and generosity be the light that guides us through this darkness.

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My name is Wadad, and I am a mother of six children. We live in Gaza, where life has become a daily struggle for survival💔🇵🇸

My Name Is Wadad, And I Am A Mother Of Six Children. We Live In Gaza, Where Life Has Become A Daily Struggle

Right now, we are facing the most difficult challenges. The airstrikes and bombings are relentless, and every day feels like a battle. The sound of explosions has become a constant, and fear and uncertainty follow us everywhere. We no longer have food to feed my children, and our home is no longer safe. It has been destroyed, like many others in Gaza😭😭

My Name Is Wadad, And I Am A Mother Of Six Children. We Live In Gaza, Where Life Has Become A Daily Struggle

We are struggling to find the most basic necessities—food, water, and shelter. My children are scared, hungry, and exhausted. They ask me questions I don't have answers to, and my heart breaks because I can't provide them with the safety and peace they deserve😭😭😭😭😭

Donate to Help Wedad's family in their time of need., organized by F R
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Despite the temporary cessation of fire, I am still living in the tent because I found my house a pile of rubble 💔💔 You can imagine spending your whole life in a tent that does not protect from the cold of winter or the heat of summer

I am now about to give birth to my third child in the tent in the extreme cold and I fear he will die. Please help me 🙏🙏 Yesterday my tent was severely damaged by the wind and rain. Please help me rebuild my house and remove the rubble

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Also, my husband still needs a lot of treatment and medicines that I cannot buy due to their high price💔. He also needs to travel to get an eye transplant and treat the nerves in his left hand😭. Please, I need your help and donation urgently Conditions are still very difficult in Gaza and there are no signs of a safe, warm life💔

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After All, They’re Soulmates

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SAVE A TWO CHILDREN FROM GAZA 🍉🍉

Hello everyone, Enas ( @enasfamily55 ) has been reaching out to me, asking for help. She needs urgent donations. Don't ignore this post. You can read Enas's story in her words here. But to shorten it, Enas has two children, Mohammed and Hala, both very young. During the genocide, her husband was murdered. Leaving Enas to raise her two children alone. They are left without a father figure, they are left without income or shelter, they are left amidst the pain and destruction alone.

How is Enas supposed to care for her children? How will she provide the necessary healthcare? The food? Water? How will she protect her children from diseases and infections running rampant? How will she prevent malnutrition? How will she raise them in a stable and healthy environment, when all they know is bombing, grief and loss. Every child deserves to live a good childhood, surrounded by love and warmth. They didn't deserve to watch their father die - we as humans should be doing everything in our power to prevent this heartbreak.

Imagine watching as your children suffer, and you are left helpless. Imagine watching your children cry and being unable to soothe them.

Even a small donation - ANY AMOUNT - can greatly help. Any donation can make a difference, just a few dollars can help them eat tonight, or stay warm. If you have money to spend at a coffee shop, you can help them.

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9% OF DONATION GOAL RAISED - They are lucky to get 5 donations in a day.

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flutterpagelibertigrove - ᯓ➣Higher than the bell tower and even the clouds!☁
ᯓ➣Higher than the bell tower and even the clouds!☁

To "die" means the ones you love can't see you anymore. Don't matter much whether you're the one who leaves or the one left behind. You never get to see each other again. Now I'm so far away from home and never returnin' again.. Does that mean I already "died" once?

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