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1 month ago

For marxolor!

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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.)

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

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