Hehe Wapeach being Waluigi's lil punk daughter 😈💜

DoP: Itai Neeman

Sacha Baron Cohen and Nassim Lyes — The Spy (2019)

     Narrowed hues, a hand resting against his hip. He has seen quite the array of things in his time alive, immortality combined with the mysterious ball pit has broadened his horizon. . . including a place that makes him feel like he had a bad batch of remnant.       “And. . .” An eyebrow raised, a glance over the other, “What are you supposed to be? You look like one of my animatronics. . .”

"HEEEY . . . watch it, big guy." . . . waluigi warns with a glower, his brows narrowing between bulbous nose. "i am waluigi -- a human being, stupido, ah?" he looks over as though there were someone who might agree with him, though makes a noise in disgruntled annoyance. "and what are you supposed to be, then? if waluigi is such an odd sight, amico?"

You can't escape from Waluigi~💥

she does not mean to redirect his small crush away so quickly , but she simply was not searching for the attention. all she needed was her books after all. friendship was so sparse these days.

"but you must accept! you've a' shown waluigi such kindness, i must return the favor. i insist, ah? waluigi has more where this came from." he promises, once again extending the rose. he looks side to side, leaning inward. "but eh, who has been whispering about waluigi?"

Waluigi was always sort of cranky, but he was really cranky today. Of course, there were strategic ways to make someone's crankiness levels diminish. "Maybe you win next time? Weegie don't always win, but that's okie dokie." A pause. "Would you feel better if you had an ice cream cone?"

wiry arms pierce downward, straining with subtle shakes as clenched teeth continue to seethe in anger. item block item. cheating was still his story &. he was sticking to it. . . . petulance in suddenly winding arms over chest, moving chin in the opposite direction. however, his pointed ears prick -- "eh?" he grunts in interest, eye peering over in the socket. "waluigi will win next time - you'll see. i'll a' dance, i'll a' sing!" he jumps up, one leg landing before the other as he thrusts a finger skyward. "you'll see." waluigi pauses. "what kind of ice cream cone?"

Idfk I was playing Luigi’s Mansion 3

They shop at the same clothes store, apparently smh

❝ ⸻CAN YOU HEAR THE SPIRITS SHOUT? THE SECRETS IN THEIR MELODIES? DREAM ; EXPLORE THE MYSTERIES. BREATHE ; A NEW LIFE IS REVEALED TO ME- ONCE AGAIN, WE'LL START OUR STORY ANEW [ . . . ] DON'T BE AFRAID ; 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔. ❞

" Howdy, sir! Something you need from me lil' ol' me? "

"yeahhhh.... si. that is why i call you, no?" the lanky figure speaks, his arms crossing over his chest as he looks over. "you have high security clearance, isn't a' that right, coniglio?" he wonders aloud, taking to scratching his chin. eyes sliding shiftily within his skull.

*bad-to-the-bone.MIDI starts to play*