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Mario’s Madness BF x Reader (Paranoia)
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(BF’s POV)
My partner and I just finished up with that weird DJ guy. (DJ Hallyboo) I swear that dude was really weird. Like did he have to put me in that prison and make me do all that writing.. I’m just glad that shit is over. I looked over at (Y/N) and saw them smiling at me. “You did great honey!” They praised me for my rapping. My face grew red from their praise. “Beep Pa” (Thanks babe) “Your welcome..” (Y/N) and I then walked to the next stop which was on the left side of the bridge. The dark cloud that was where that black and gray Mario was held. (GB) Gosh he was creepy and he almost hurt (Y/N). Like what did they do to make all these characters hate them? We reached the spot and we were teleported to the next stage. I looked around and saw that the world was red and black and (Y/N) was gone. “Great.. I wonder what creature or thing has them now.” I thought as I rolled my eyes.
Suddenly a red and black Mario appeared in-front of me. He was very creepy and odd looking. He had the same color scheme as the world but instead his legs were thinner than the original Mario. His hat had the letter V instead of M and his legs looked like toothpicks plus they also looked so easy to break and I was surprised that his legs could hold him up. His eyes and teeth were white but they glowed a sinister red color. We were then teleported to an area of the game. “I want to have some fun. Why don’t we sing, boy?” The red and black Mario spoke in a dark and disturbing way. “Beep!” (Bring It On!) I challenged him. The Mario chuckled sinisterly.
“By the way my name is Mr. Virtual. I want you to remember it as the fear sinks in.” He told me as he made a mic appear in his hand. I kinda felt a bit afraid knowing that something might have happened to (Y/N). Hopefully this creep didn’t get his hands on them. The song started and Mr. Virtual started first. His voice was very dark and harsh sounding. As the song continued a few small turtles appeared but they were glitching a lot. “What’s the matter boy?” Mr. Virtual said as he stopped singing. (Y/N) then appeared in-front of us. “Don’t you recognize your own partner?” (Y/N)’s face started to distort and darken.
Everything went dark and the next thing I knew I heard a loud voice and I saw (Y/N) but they had Mr. Virtual’s face instead of their own and as they sang their voice was very guttural and high pitched plus their body language was very hostile towards me. I was scared and mortified by what Mr. Virtual had done to my lover. (Y/N) then turned back into Mr. Virtual and the battle continued. I was furious and scared. What had this monster done to (Y/N) and why were they so hostile? The battle ended and I glared at Mr. Virtual. “Beep Ski Pa Doo!” (What did you do to them!!) I shouted angrily at him.
Mr. Virtual was about to answer but was hit in the head. He fell to the ground and looked behind himself. (Y/N) stood there holding a hammer. “How dare you scare my boyfriend!” (Y/N) shouted at him. “(Y/N), please it was just a prank..” Mr. Virtual tried to reason with them as he rubbed his head. “Oh? It was a prank was it..?” (Y/N) said as they gripped onto the hammer even tighter. “Then you won’t mind if I play a little prank on you right?” (Y/N) asked him with a sweet tone but their smile was very menacing.
“(Y/N) Please have mercy on me!!” Mr. Virtual pleaded to them. (Y/N) then started to beat the shit out of Mr. Virtual. “Damn, that finna leave a mark..” I thought to myself as I continued to watch (Y/N) beat up Mr. Virtual. “That’s my darling..” I thought proudly to myself.
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Hi! I’m sorry if this is too hard but I never see any representation of Type One Diabetes and I was wondering if you could make a platonic fanfic of Garcello and Y/N, like he helps them go to appointments or let you vent to him about having type 1 diabetes. Also please ask me if you don’t know much about the condition I’m diabetic myself! Sorry for asking-
(I'm really sorry that this took such a long time, but I couldn't come up with any ideas to start the scenario off, so I hope that headcanons are fine. I did some research to write this, but if I got anything wrong about type-1 diabetes, let me know ˆˆ)
As your friend, Garcello would definitely want to help you out if you'd allow him to, so you should expect having chats with him about your condition. He'll ask questions such as: "what can I do to help?" "what would you like for him to do, to help you out?" "if you're experiencing low-blood sugar, what should he do for you?" "what foods can you eat and which ones are off the table?"
For someone so laid-back and easy-going, he does quite a lot of research on type-1 diabetes, but when it comes to actually helping and supporting you, he'll ask you those questions to make sure he's actually doing something that'll help you out. For example, if you'd want him to remind you to check your blood sugar whenever the two of you hang out, he'll try his best to keep that in mind and he'll gently remind you every now and then.
Or if you'd like him to comfort you whenever you feel distressed or if you're in any sort of physical discomfort due to the symptoms you feel, he'll try to help the best he can. In general he'd try and help you relax and do something you enjoy, go out for a walk, or the two of you can sit down and talk about it and rant to him, or if you want to do something else, that's fine with him so long as it helps you out. If your mental health starts to take a turn for the worse as a result of all the stress, he will not hesitate to intervene and talk to you, even suggesting therapy to help.
If you feel any physical pain like headaches or fatigue, he'll offer you some headache medicine or an ice pack and encourage you to lay down and get comfortable. If turning the lights off in the room helps with that, then he'll close the curtains, turn the lights down and dim the room.
He's willing to spend as much time as he needs to in order to learn how a glucagon spray works, or what he needs to do when you're experiencing low or high blood sugar. And now he usually keeps a snack or a drink on him to help raise your blood sugar or help with ketones if necessary.
He doesn't mind accompanying you to appointments, whether it be driving with you there, or walking. And while the two of you wait for the doctor to call you in, he could keep you entertained with a funny conversation, or the two of you could just enjoy one another's company in silence.
Whenever the two of you hang out—and if you like eating out at restaurants sometimes, he'll make sure to ask the server about the carbohydrate count if you forget to. Or if you prefer making your own food at home, he could help you prepare and cook it, but he's no Michelin star chef.
He tries his best to keep an eye out for any symptoms of high or low blood pressure, and whenever he thinks he's spotted one, he'll encourage you to check on your blood pressure. He'll say there's no harm in being too safe.
You already know this, but he has a bad smoking habit, and he sometimes tends to offer people a cigarette. Of course he learns that smoking can be really harmful to your health, so he tries to keep himself from smoking around you and he leaves any cigar pack he has at home. Despite being so neglectful of his own health at times, he doesn't extend the same courtesy to any friends of his. Especially if he cares a whole bunch about them. So in general, he'll make sure to do his best to help you take care of your own by providing whatever support you'll allow him to.