#redquill

the first time you see luigi, you're at the hawaii public library returning your overdue books. you think "that guy is really attractive, but not my type." he looks like a total surfer bro. cute, but a bro. probably works in finance and is on his eat, pray, love trip in hawaii

next weekend, your friend wants to get a book to read on the beach. you love bookstores, so of course you say yes. to your surprise, you see the surfer guy from the library there again. you recognize him because of his distinctive eyebrows and his confident aura.

you make eyes with him, and he seems to have a look of recognition too. he's cute, you can't help but notice, but you're too chicken to do anything. did he look at me? you second guess yourself. just when you think it's all in your head, he puts down the book he was looking at and joins you by the contemporary fiction section, standing right next to you.

"hi, what are you reading?"

you flip over the book. kind of stunned and not even sure what you were looking at. "intermezzo, this new sally rooney book. i'm a big fan of her books."

"i've actually read her other books too," he chimes in.

you're a bit surprised, but of course he would. you feel yourself heating up. you're not used to this sort of attention. you wonder where your friend is.

"are you going to get it?," he asks

"i'm only allowing myself to buy one book, otherwise i'll be poor," you laugh. "so...no. i have my eye on "the backyard birds chronicles" by amy tan. i might get intermezzo from the library when they have it in stock." you show him the book that's by your side.

"well, i'm going to get it," he smiles sunnily. "so who can i thank for making a good book suggestion?"

"y/n," you extend your hand. "nice to meet you"

he shakes it. he has a nice firm shake.

"nice to meet you too, hopefully i'll see you around," he flashes a charming smile, winks and goes to the cash register.

that was a really nice encounter, you think. it was light-hearted, fun. flirtatious? would be nice to have more of that.

you go look for your friend. she's already rung up and waiting for you, flipping through her purchase, fourth wing.

"oh y/n," she says as you two are walking to the beach, "i forgot to tell you, but this cute guy with curly dark hair gave me this book to give to you. i asked him if he was sure this was for you and he said your name, so i figured i should just take it."

it's the copy of intermezzo you left on the table. your jaw drops.

you're at the beach, excited to dive into a new book. you look at "the backyard bird chronicles" but then decide against it. as a gift to the mystery boy, you'll read intermezzo first.

you open the book and on the inside cover you see scrawled

you never asked me my name. it's luigi. and you never asked me my phone number. call me maybe?

The first time you noticed Luigi Mangione was during the second week of school. He sat a few rows ahead of you in history class, his posture straight but relaxed, his dark hair neatly combed. At first glance, he seemed unremarkable—just another quiet kid who kept to himself. But there was something about the way he carried himself, a kind of quiet confidence, that made him stand out.

You didn’t think much of it until one day, when the teacher called on him to answer a question about the Renaissance. His voice was soft but steady as he spoke, and even though you couldn’t see his face, you could tell from the way he paused before answering that he was choosing his words carefully.

“That's an excellent answer, Luigi,” the teacher said, nodding in approval.

You watched as Luigi gave a small, shy smile, his gaze dropping to his desk. You couldn’t help but be impressed.

After class, you caught up with him in the hallway, the crowd of students around you buzzing with conversation.

“Hey,” you said, catching up to him. “That was a really good answer back there.”

He looked at you, surprised, as if he hadn’t expected anyone to speak to him. Then, he gave you a small smile.

“Thanks,” he muttered, his voice low and soft. “I guess I just… like that stuff.”

You found yourself smiling. “Me too,” you said, although you weren’t entirely sure if it was true. “Maybe we could study together sometime?”

Luigi hesitated for a moment, his eyes flicking to the side as he considered it.

“Yeah. Maybe,” he said, his voice thoughtful but hesitant.

You could feel the tension in the air, a quiet anticipation. It wasn’t much of a conversation, but something about the way he said it made you feel like this could be the beginning of something more.

Over the next few weeks, you started noticing him more. He always had a book tucked under his arm, never too far from his thoughts. You caught him glancing at you once or twice in class, though he quickly looked away when you met his gaze.

One afternoon, as you both worked on the school project in the library, you found yourself sitting across from him, the silence between you comfortable but heavy with unspoken things.

“You know,” you said, breaking the silence, “I didn’t know you were so into history.”

Luigi glanced up from his notes, looking slightly surprised. “Yeah, I guess I’m kind of obsessed with it,” he admitted, his voice soft but sincere. “I like learning about how things were… how people thought back then.”

You leaned in a little closer, intrigued. “I can tell. You’ve got a lot to say, even if you don’t always say it.”

Luigi blinked, his eyes widening just a little. He looked down at his hands, then back at you, a faint pink coloring his cheeks.

“Well, uh, I guess I just don’t talk much. I’m not really good at it,” he said, a nervous chuckle escaping his lips.

“You’re doing fine,” you reassured him, smiling. “In fact, I think you’re the most interesting person I’ve met in this class.”

He seemed taken aback by your words, his gaze dropping again. “You think so?”

You nodded. “Yeah. You’ve got this… quiet thing about you. It’s kind of... magnetic.”

A small smile tugged at his lips. “I never thought about it like that,” he said quietly, looking up at you for a moment before his gaze quickly darted away.

As you both continued working, you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more beneath the surface, something you were only just beginning to uncover.

Here’s my collection of stories, one-shots, and all the delulu fun I’ve been having with our internet boyfriend, Luigi. I’ll keep updating this list, so stay tuned and enjoy!

✨ Fics ⭐ Unleashed – Luigi as a seductive college speaker (18+). ⭐ Gym Crush Saga – fluffy gym crush story with Luigi ⭐ Alternate reality Luigi saga: A date night. – In an alternate reality. ⭐ Encounter awaits..- First person pov 18+ story involving Luigi, the reader, and someone else..

If this story ignites your imagination, and you yearn to craft an alternate reality of your own—one filled with raw emotion, layered characters, and transformative intimacy—click here (and use character in a story) to begin building a world where desires shape destinies, and every scene leaves a lasting imprint.

You and Luigi are 19 and seniors in college. You two aren't close, but share the same major and extracurricular, being on the Robotics Team. Things are about to change. !slowburn !college !grumpysunshine !luigimangione

You couldn't believe Jamie dragged you to the frat party.

It was NOT your scene. You didn't drink, and you didn't like the types of people who were in frats and sororities. They seemed superficial and too into how they were perceived by others. You much preferred the comfort of books and academics and video games.

"It's interesting seeing you here, Y/N," you hear a voice behind you.

You groan and turn around.

It's Luigi, the President of the Robotics Team that you're also a member of. He's wicked smart while being a total frat bro. You begrudgingly give him credit. Rumors say he's constantly partying and getting laid, so it's impressive he has the time to still be one of the top engineering students in your year. You're one of the top students too, but it feels like you have to work 10x harder while Luigi barely breaks a sweat.

You didn't not like the guy. But you never got close, despite both being in the same club and sharing a lot of engineering classes. He was always surrounded by frat bros and a gaggle of pretty girls. Again, not your scene.

You do admit he tried, you were just a bit... grumpy. He attempted a bunch of times to be friendly, even suggesting meeting up for coffee, but you always kept your distance and he backed off once he could tell you didn't want to open up to him.

Several friends of yours have told you, "Y/N, you're kinda like a cat." Fair point.

"Yea, I'm only here because of my friend Jamie," you wave over to Jamie, now sloshed and dancing her little heart out on the dance floor. Like you, she's not in a sorority, but she's more chill with different types of people. You see that she's with some frat bro who looks both scared but impressed at her Wednesday Addams moves, while everyone else eyes her wearily. GO JAMIE.

"If not for her, I wouldn't be here. Frats are not really my thing."

"You never know, Y/N. We often misjudge too quickly, which prevents us from really experiencing life."

Okayyyyy Mr. Dalai Lama. What an arrogant jerk thinking he knows me better than I know myself.

"You're right, the love of my life might just be a frat bro at this party!! you spit out sarcastically. "Anyway, good seeing you, Magione" You salute the Robotics prez goodbye as you make your way to join Jamie.

Here's my collection of fics, one-shots and ways I've been experimenting with delulu fun around our internet boyfriend Luigi. I'll continually update it. Hope you enjoy!

✨ Fics

⭐ Beyond the Law - y/n as trial lawyer

Ice Cream Date - cute fluff between y/n and Luigi eating ice cream at night

Date with my convict boyfriend's brother - where Luigi wants y/n to date his twin Mario

👑 Character templates in the Luigi MCU to make one-shots

⭐ Luigi "Mugione" - our vigilante boo

Mario Mugione - Luigi's twin brother who is a lawyer

Waluigi- Luigi's childhood arch-nemesis who is a healthcare private equity investor

☁️ One-shots (that might become fics)

Meeting at the bookstore - charming meet-cute for the bookish y/n

It’s a quiet Saturday night at a classmate’s party, and you’re dragged into a game of Seven Minutes in Heaven. Luigi Mangione, the mysterious and kind-hearted guy from your class, is chosen to join you.

Inside the small, dimly lit closet, the air is tense. Luigi, ever polite, starts with soft, awkward conversation, but as the minutes tick by, the space between you feels smaller, and his gentle smile makes your heart race. Seven minutes never felt so short.

Luigi: "Uh, so... this is a bit unexpected," he muttered, his voice soft and hesitant, his hands fidgeting slightly as he glanced at you.

You chuckled nervously, trying to ease the tension. "Yeah, I didn't exactly volunteer for this. In fact, my friend dragged me here."

You have an idea. "I know you don't want to be here either, so I how about we pretend that we kissed but we can just - I don't know - hang out?"

Luigi smiled faintly, his eyes meeting yours for a brief moment before darting away. "I never said I didn't want to be here."

No one says anything. The air between you is thick with unspoken words, and the space feels smaller with each passing second. His gentle smile sends a flutter through your chest, making it hard to focus on anything else. You leaned in a little closer, just to hear him better over the muffled sounds from outside.

You whispered, "I didn't know you were into these kinds of games. Do you play them often?"

Luigi shrugged, his cheeks tinged with pink. "No, but, uh, I guess tonight's different."

As the minutes tick by, Luigi suddenly reaches out, brushing a strand of hair from your face. Your breath catches in your throat.

Luigi: "You're really beautiful," he murmured, his voice deepens as his graze flickers to your lips.