I am the Hero in this story

Based on EB’s Gangland AU
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“Finn, I have mixed feelings about how much you’re talking about this other girl…” 

Finn squeaked in pain as her grip on his hand tightened in anger. He forced a laugh to look tough. 

“Whoa whoa no it’s not like that, I just think she’s really cool and stuff. Besides, I cant take credit for those song I sang to you, she helped me write em!” he grinned. 

FP blushed furiously, recalling the one of many times he would take her to the park and sing. Her cheeks would burn as bright as her hair. 

“Oh good I have someone to blame for the cheesy lyrics…” she mumbled under her breath, but smiled regardless. 

“C’mon we’re almost there, I hope she didn’t leave to visit Bonnie…she’s been doing that a lot. Which is good, those bandages were getting crazy gross”

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Marceline x Prince Gumball multichapter epic

Chapter 6: Trying to Figure you out

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The next few days took a turn for the unfortunate as Gumball quickly ate his words he defiantly said to the Vampire Queen.

“I’m not afraid of you” he said; it wasn’t until the next day he would call himself foolish for thinking there would be no consequences.

Since then it was apparent that Marceline’s new goal in her unlife was to scare the pink prince every chance she got.

“You have an excellent sense of timing” he said also and she was intent on keeping that compliment true.

Unfortunately many of Gumball’s hobbies included precision, patience, caution and a steady hand. But these were just words not in Marceline’s vocabulary.

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“Prince wait this needs to be looked at an-“

“Yes yes I’ll sign it to-“

“Gumball the treaty!”

“Yes I know I-“

“And the festival? It’s next week!”

“Wow that was faster than I thoug-“

“Your Majesty Cinnamonbun was found in the dumpster again”

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Fioceline

Hints of Finnceline?

Kallamez requested a longer Fioceline fic sooo here we go

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“uugh maaaan…..” Fionna grumbled to no one her voice muffled by the couch cushions she was slumped over. Her leg and arms dangling off the side she glanced at the window and watching it get pelted by the storm. 

It was late, almost midnight now, and raining outside with no signs of stopping. Cake was gone for the evening, something about spending time with her kids and Tier 15, Fionna didn’t ask for details in fear of getting a lecture herself. BMO was turned off awhile ago, charging up for the evening after she had played him for hours. 

“So….boooorrreed!” she whined, finally slipping off the couch and landing on the ground with a hard thud. The movement resembled a defeated snail falling off a rock.

There was a soft growl of thunder in the distance, and the rain continued to fall on the tree house without mercy. Fionna rubbed her tired eyes, wanting nothing more than to sleep but finding it difficult to do so. 

Picking herself off the floor she sighed,”Maybe….” stretching and letting out a loud yawn, she made her way towards the ladder, “….maybe I can try again…”

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;o;
My Gumceline Anon’s are the best Anons

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“You wear glasses?”

Gumball nearly jumped out of his skin as a playful voice called out to him, he was so engrossed in his book he had no idea the Vampire Queen had quietly snuck into his room and floated over head. 

He looked around frantically for her but she just laughed, placing a hand on his shoulder to help her loom over him, her hair draping over them like a black curtain. 

“Hello” she purred, reaching around and tilting his chin upwards, looking directly up at her. 

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“Yo, Simon you in here?”

“I told you to stop calling me that, I don’t know who you’re talking about!” he grumbled a reply, keeping his nose in his journal and scribbling furiously against the pages. 

Marceline rolled her eyes, ignoring the small sting in her chest, this wasn’t the first time she made that mistake and there was no way it was going to be her last. 

“Ok ok Ice King? Mega rad cool guy? I’m sorry I took over your story the other day”

The Ice King glanced over the top of his journal, he mumbled something under his breath and shifted around, his back facing her and his face pressed up against the back of his ice couch. 

“HMPH!”

She sighed, flew towards him. She hovered beside him and was able to grab a quick look at the pages. Half of it was crossed out with scribbles, there were edits, corrections, but most had lines through entire sentences.

“Come on, I mean it. I’m sorry, I didn’t know how much your stories meant to you”

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Anonymous asked: QUICK GUMCELINE DRABBLE. GO!

INEEDMOREANONSLIKEYOU

Since there are RP blogs talking about my fan baby…

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“Bubba?” She called out just seconds before letting out a long yawn,”Hey where are ya?” she mumbled, rubbing her eyes, hoping to get the sleep out. It was another rough night; as a vampire she was used to sleeping during the day. But due to recent events, her schedule that she kept for all these years was flipped upside down. Who knows if she would ever get used to it. 

She floated through the castle, she finally caught the soft sound of a familiar hum. She quickly flew down the hall and found the door to the nursery cracked only slightly. 

“O-ow….hey…” a voice within whined. Marceline silently approached and peaked inside. 

Gumball was found on the couch with their two month old son in his arms and his finger in his mouth. Red gnawed happily on his father’s digit, he had just discovered the taste of red, and it would appear he was started to gain a taste for pink as the pigment of his finger was fading. 

Marceline watched her two boys from afar, Red’s soft giggle and Gumball’s sincere smile, “You really are your mother’s child” he chuckled softly,” You’re a biter” 

“M-marshall….I know this seemed like a good idea at the time but…uh”

“Dude, do not tell me you’re backing out now” 

“Marsh come on man…I mean…look at me! I’m a mess!” 

“Too late bro!” 

Marshall laughed, wrapping an arm around the small girl’s shoulders and gently pulling her along as he walked up and knocked on the door hidden in an alley behind the theatre where moments ago Marceline and the Scream Queens were performing. 

To say Fionna was a big fan was a bit of an understatement. She adored their music and owned every single album they ever had, most she had to go diving into ruins for. But her love was even more so for the lead singer. Everything she wrote, every bass solo and every song Fionna knew by heart. 

So when Marshall found out, of course he wanted to play the cool guy and show off his connections. 

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seductive-carrot asked: unrequited bubbline (either way is fine)

oh yes~ my favorite…hmm I usually do Marceline so let’s switch it up a bit. 

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Duty demands sacrifice

I said it. I know I did. I meant it to. This is….what’s best for everyone

Bonnibel stood there, sweat dripping down her face, sparks flying everywhere, gently tapping against her mask. 

The Candy Kingdom is experiencing it’s longest period of peace and prosperity. 

With the wielding was complete, she pulled off her mask and inspected her work, blowing the smoke that trailed from the hot metal. 

There has been no major attacks on other kingdoms, parties left and right. Wizards have kept quiet. We accomplished peace with even the Fire Kingdom. 

She stood back and marveled at her newest creation, it had taken her months to build, months of hard work, research, dedication and finally it was complete. 

Everything is perfect. 

‘What is this thing?’

“Marceline! Give it back!’ 

‘Whoa…look at this super cool…uh…what is it? a hedge trimmer? does it make food? I’m not seeing any potential here’ 

‘Shut up! It’s for my people! It will revolutionize how things are run here’

‘Yeah yeah, look you can play scientist or Glob another time. We’re going to be late to the movies’ 

Bonnibel stared up at this creation and suddenly began to cry. 

jackie-lyns asked: Um umm um Marcy and Bubba as little kids? Picking on each other maybe? *rolls away because I'm useless*

CUTIES. THANK YOU CAPTAIN

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“What…ew what is this disgusting thing” Young Prince Gumball slowly approached an old, raggedy stuffed…bear? Monkey? He couldn’t even tell what it was suppose to be. It was grey, covered in patches and strange stains he didn’t want to know the origins of. He poked it with the tip of his shoe only to have it flop over pathetically. 

“HAMBO I’LL SAVE YOU” a small voice shrieked, Gumball looked up just in time to see a small body collide into him after jumping off the Castle wall straight onto him. They both fell back on the ground hard, what ever attacked him, scrambled off of him and grabbed the stuffed thing. 

“Hambo are you ok? Oh no…your arm!” by now Gumball was on his feet able to identify his attacker as a small girl…with fangs. She huddled in the shade of the tree and hissed at him. 

“What did you do to him?!” she growled. 

He had his arms up in his defense, this girl was nuts, “I didn’t do anything I found him this way!”

But he was ignored, she hunched over her precious toy, inspecting the damage,”I’msorryI’msorryI’msorry” she whimpered to the dirty thing as if it were alive,”I didn’t think I threw you that hard…it’s ok I can fix you…I just…” 

She searched her pockets desperately for something, her panic increased as whatever she was searching for couldn’t be found. 

“Oh no…I left the needle with Simon!” she let out a cry of frustration. 

Gumball stood there for a moment, watching the girl slowly turn her grumbling into small sniffles of defeat. 

“Um…do…I…can help” he tried weakly, pulling out a needle and thread from his pocket. She snapped up at the boy as he approached.

“….why do you have a needle in your pocket?”

He paused a moment,”Why not?”

Not willing to question it if he was going to help her, she sat back and held her toy out to him with big eyes. He sat down beside her, taking the precious thing as if it were gold and began working. 

“I’m Marceline, this is Hambo”

He smiled,”Hello Hambo, I am Prince Bubba Gumball”