🌛please call me lumpie (that's because i'm a fan of lumpy space princess)
🌛i create daily posts with luigi mangione's big beautiful nose and his nostrils
🌛some are shorter, some are longer, that depends on how much time i have and if inspiration will strike me
🌛please let me know if there's anything you would like to see in my daily posts! a request, a certain picture of lulu, an idea for a post or anything about luigi's big beautiful nose!
🌛i don't do full fics but if you have a request for a drabble please send it and i will include it in my daily posts i lied i do long fics now! please let me know if you have a request for a fic
🌛same with any picture of lulu where his nose is doing its thing (being big and beautiful) you would like me to include
🌛and please don't hesitate to leave any luigi thoughts in my inbox, fluffy, smutty, or just straight up filthy!
🌛my dms are always open if you want to talk about anything!
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I want to sit on his lap and leave kisses all over his neck and face
imagine he's shirtless like in the new pic 🥺 and he's manspreading on the couch 🥵 and you slide into his lap straddling him, hiding your face in the crook of his neck, touching his chest, his big biceps and muscles on his back, and then you start to kiss his neck, his jaw, his big cheeks, kissing wherever you can reach while he's holding on to your waist with his big hands. need this right NOW 🫨
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Him laying his dick on your stomach to see how deep he’s going to be in your pussy 😮💨
oh damn 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵
like he's hovering over you and you're so aroused you just need his big dick inside you or you're gonna go insane but instead of entering you, he's putting that thick meaty italian sausage on your tummy and tells you to look at it to see how deep inside you he's going to go 🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨
Luigi comforting you after your team gets eliminated from the world cup😭😭😭 im literally so sad i cried myself to sleep😢😢😢 needed a beautiful muscular guy to cuddle with me
awwwww honey i'm so sorry to hear that 😭 i hope you will better about it soon 🫂
he'd let you slip into his lap and snuggle into his broad chest, hiding your face, he'd you with his muscly arms tightly and caress your hair while you sniffle into his chest 🥹
Do you think he was the kind of bf to hype up his girl’s pics in her comments or keep it lowkey and just give a like? I wonder what kind of things he would even say when you send him a pic lol. The emojis he would use. If he tells you he can’t wait for you to come home 🫨
hmmm that's a good question. probably when you post a pic of yourself, especially the one that he took 🥰, he'd like it and comment on it for sure, but maybe something kinda lowkey since it's still public. he'd have notifications on for you too 🙂↕️
but then when you send him a pic in your chat then he'd go insane. especially if it's a pic that's not so innocent, par example you trying on some lingerie... he'd tell you he can't wait until you get home, tell you he's getting hard already, start messaging you things he's going to do to when you're home 🙂↕️
and the emojis would go kinda like that:🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨😳😳😳😳😳😳😇😇😇😇😇🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹😈😈😈😈😈😈🍆🍑🍆🍑🍆🍑🍆🍑🍆🍑🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
“Anon of the OG ask here 🙋🏻♀️ I don’t think you quite understood what I said lol. I’m saying if I had seen him around before all of this, before fame. Back when he was a random, everyday person you could run into as easily as you would anyone else.”
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he probably did. and the salty smell of the ocean clinged to him probably too... oh to spend time with hawaii lu, all big and buff, tanned skin, cuddle with him while watching the sunset and sniff how nice his scent is 💔
So I’m the anon that went to his hearing and was saying how big and buff he is — and answer your question nostrils, yes he nose is huge. His nose comes in the room before he does. 
hiiii anonnie! i got confused because i had two different anonnies who went! you've probably seen each other during the hearing and now you're both on my blog 🤭💜
big and buff huh 🙂↕️🙂↕️🙂↕️
his nose is huge and his nose comes into the room before he does 🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨🫨
wow 🥰 these are the exact kind of news that i like hearing 💜💜💜
i hate being on my period 😭 i have no energy to do anything; all i want is to lie down and sleep, not to mention the cramps 😖😖
i understand you're feeling so icky and exhausted and sore everywhere 🥺 i'm so sorry sweetie i hope you will feel better soon 🫂
luigi would make your period so much better, he'd take care of everything around the house, make you delicious food, massage and rub your sore body and then let you nap in his big strong arms while massaging your tummy 🥰
When are you and luigi-nostrils doing a collab? Both the throat goats
Fellow slut/cumgirl @luigis-nostrils 🫡
I’ve been giggling at this for hours and just now realized you crossed out throat. Thank you, anon, love you 😜. Hmmm… we’d have to ask her! Not sure if we have any specific thoughts in common 🫣
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The second time you saw Luigi at the park, it felt like a coincidence.
The third time, it felt familiar.
By the fifth afternoon, it had quietly become part of your routine.
You would clip Maple’s leash onto her harness around four o’clock, grab a tennis ball from the basket by the door, and head toward the neighborhood park. Without realizing it, your feet had started taking the same path every day, and Maple had started tugging a little harder once the playground came into view. She knew exactly where she was going.
So did you.
“Doggy!”
Before you could even step through the gate, a tiny voice came barreling across the grass.
Luigi barely had time to call after him before his son threw himself around Maple’s neck, giggling as she enthusiastically returned the greeting with a dozen sloppy kisses.
“There goes my dignity,” Luigi sighed as he caught up to the two of you. “I’ve officially been replaced.”
You laughed as Maple ignored your existence entirely in favor of her newest best friend.
“I’ve accepted that I rank somewhere below squirrels.”
“At least you make the top five.”
“Oh, barely.”
It was easy.
Talking to him, you realized, was alarmingly easy.
There was never an awkward silence to fill or pressure to impress one another. Conversation simply drifted from one thing to the next. Your jobs. His son’s latest obsession with dinosaurs. The way Maple insisted on sleeping diagonally across your bed despite weighing almost seventy pounds.
Some afternoons you talked for fifteen minutes.
Other afternoons, nearly an hour slipped by before either of you noticed the sun beginning to sink lower in the sky.
Neither of you ever planned to stay that long.
You just… did.
———
Luigi told himself he wasn’t looking for you.
He was just scanning the park.
Checking the playground.
Watching where his son wandered.
That was all.
Except somewhere along the way, his eyes had developed a habit.
Every afternoon, before he even sat down on the familiar wooden bench, he’d glance toward the walking trail.
Just once.
Then again five minutes later.
And again when Maple still hadn’t appeared.
“Daddy?”
His son’s voice pulled him back.
“Hm?”
“Are we waiting?”
“For what?”
“The puppy.”
Luigi frowned.
“We’re not waiting.”
His son tilted his head.
“But you keep looking.”
“I do not.”
“You do.”
“…Do I?”
The little boy nodded with complete confidence.
“You look every day.”
Luigi opened his mouth to argue.
Then closed it.
Because… maybe he did.
He rubbed the back of his neck.
“Huh.”
His son simply smiled.
“I hope they come.”
Luigi looked toward the trail again before he could stop himself.
“…Me too.”
The next afternoon, you were late.
Not by much.
Ten minutes, maybe fifteen.
Enough for Luigi to notice.
Enough for him to check his watch twice and convince himself he wasn’t disappointed.
“They’re not here today,” his son mumbled, kicking at the mulch beneath his sneakers.
“They might’ve just gotten held up.”
“Or maybe Maple has homework.”
Luigi blinked.
“…Dogs don’t have homework.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I… guess I don’t.”
He laughed quietly to himself.
Just as he was about to suggest heading home, he spotted a familiar flash of golden fur weaving between the trees.
“There!”
His son took off running before Luigi could finish the sentence.
Maple barked happily, nearly pulling you off your feet as she bounded toward the little boy.
You caught Luigi’s eye over the chaos.
“Sorry we’re late,” you called.
“No worries.”
He smiled.
“We were just about to assume Maple got assigned a science project.”
You stared at him for a second.
“…What?”
“My theory exactly,” his son announced proudly.
You burst into laughter.
“So she’s a procrastinator too?”
“The worst kind.”
Luigi watched you laugh, really watched you this time.
Your eyes crinkled at the corners.
You threw your head back just a little.
It was contagious.
Before he knew it, he was laughing too.
For reasons that had nothing to do with the joke.
And everything to do with you.
———
The sun had almost disappeared by the time the three of you finally started gathering your things.
Maple flopped dramatically onto the grass, refusing to acknowledge the word “home.”
Your new little friend wasn’t much different.
“I don’t wanna leave.”
“We have dinner waiting for us,” Luigi reminded him.
“But…”
The little boy looked at you.
Then at Maple.
Then back at his dad.
“…Can we see them tomorrow?”
Luigi met your eyes.
You smiled first.
“I think Maple would be pretty upset if she missed her best friend.”
The little boy gasped.
“I’m her best friend?”
“I think you’ve earned the title.”
His entire face lit up.
Luigi couldn’t help smiling at the sight.
“Guess that settles it,” he said, clipping the leash back onto his son’s backpack. “We’ll see you tomorrow?”
You nodded.
“We’ll see you tomorrow.”
For the rest of the walk home, Luigi couldn’t stop smiling.
He told himself it was because his son had made a friend.
He ignored the fact that, somewhere along the way, he had too.
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