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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 i made for the mv here ^^ there are more so heres the link if you wanna check that out!
(the chocolate was for marx hehe, definitely no bias whatsoever)
For marxolor!
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Oh, wow⌠a whole batch of âem! Really giving me a run for my money, Anon, haha! (Maybe I shouldâve put a cap on how many can be submitted at once⌠^^â ) Donât worry about it, though, I think I can manage this one. Letâs seeâŚ
6. đ What is each personâs love language (words of affirmation, acts of service, giving gifts, quality time, and physical touch)?
18. đ How did they tell their friends that they were together/do their friends know or is their relationship a secret?
I havenât really talked about how Marx and Magolor meet in the CFAU yet... mostly because itâs, like, a Whole Thingâ˘. A story I was working on well before the CFAU was even conceptualized and practically a sub-AU in and of itself. Itâs also⌠very work-in-progress and very not finished yet (kinda fell on the back burner once the other AUs took precedent, oops ^^â ). Just know that the boys get the slow-burn treatment something fierce. Seriously, they donât even get to the QPR stage until some time after Mags returns from purgatory, and even then only after some lingering baggage is dealt withâŚ
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, itâs not like itâs 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 canât 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 keepinâ a secret like that after almost dyinâ, hehe⌠Um. Youâre not⌠actually mad about it, are you? Mags: ⌠*sigh* No. Itâs fine. Iâll be fine. Heh, honestly? Itâs⌠kind of a relief.
9. đ 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 â¨? (Fair warning - this is happening after the end of a story I havenât told or finished yet, so these answers are probably gonna be vague as hell and very out-of-context.)
Bonus interviews with some folks who find out much later:
22. đĽ When theyâre cuddling together whoâs the big spoon and whoâs the little spoon?
Marx has more of the âbig-spoon energyâ 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 Magolorâs 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 doesnât mind so much, trusting the wizard enough to feel comfortable (even safe) curled up against him. Magolor - whoâs still recovering from a life of being a socially-distant, touch-starved hermit - is always a little worried heâs doing it wrong but gets better about it with time, which is nice.
Sketch started 03/13/25, finished 03/18/25. | Kirby Ship Ask Game (made by @/sweetandglovelyart) | Childhood Friends AU Masterpost
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.
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.
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.
I am reaching out to you, dear friends around the world, hoping you can offer help. I am asking for any kind of assistanceâwhether itâs food, water, shelter, or even words of support. We are desperately in need of your help to survive this nightmare.đĽşđ
Please, if you can, help us. Every little bit counts in this time of unimaginable suffering. Your support can make a life-changing difference for my children and me. đ
I pray for a day when my children can live without fear and know peace. đď¸
Thank you for hearing our cry.đđđđľđ¸đ
I need to know how many of us there areâŚ
Revisiting of one of my earliest Marxolor pics!
this really is an underrated moment of pure pain in rebellion goddd it makes me so sick
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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 đđ Yesterday my tent was severely damaged by the wind and rain. Please help me rebuild my house and remove the rubble
Please donate what you can
Be hope and support us Please đđ
After all, theyâre soulmates
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.
9% OF DONATION GOAL RAISED - They are lucky to get 5 donations in a day.
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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