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Post reblogged from pretty gay
okay so I want to clarify something in regards to Marceline’s character for those who’re confused.
people are wondering why she’s like really old in the alternate universe because she’s supposed to be a vampire and the rule is that vampires don’t age blah blah blah
no, she wasn’t born a vampire in any universe. she was turned into one around the age of 18, hence her appearance as we commonly know and see her to be, never physically aging from the time she was bitten (sexy vampire lady look).
she confirms she’s half-demon and we know this to be true because of her father Hunson, but due to the alternate universes circumstances with the bomb and Simon’s sacrifice, vampire!Marceline never happened because she never met the vampire king.
now, why isn’t Hunson old and wrinkly? because he’s full-demon.
the reason Marceline ages is because she’s only half-demon. she’ll live forever in any universe because of it but her other half (most likely human) is what causes her wrinkly appearance.
Marceline’s conversion to vampirism, not her half-demon/half-human self, is what keeps her looking physically young at 18 regardless of her being over 1000 years old.
reblogging for an ask i got about au!marceline which i’ve already explained before.
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Post reblogged from pretty gay
Come on guys, this isn’t friendzoning.
Marceline appreciates that Princess Bubblegum has helped her realize her true worth and potential, not only as a talented and inspiring musician, but as a person recognized as an equal, someone Marceline feels she isn’t in the Princess’ eyes as stated in ‘I’m Just Your Problem” (‘It’s like I’m not even a person, am I?’).
She now knows Princess Bubblegum’s going to support her through anything as an individual who took the time to, you know, be a friend?
Did you expect her to say babydoll or something? Geez guys, if all you took from this was friendzoning or unrequited feelings, not cool.
There is so much potential in this ship and one panel, ONE PANEL, in a comic that isn’t even considered canon in regards to the actual Adventure Time show storyline does not equal a sunken ship.
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Post reblogged from Blame the Wizard
So I’m really confused as to how Marceline ages. I guess being Half Demon makes her age really really slow. Which would mean that it could have taken decades if not centuries for her to become a teen, get turned into a vampire and then stop aging.
Yeah I didn’t think about that. I’m guessing that once she hits a certain age (non-vampire, of course), then her body just slows down the aging process. I’m speculating she probably never reached that age since she got turned into a vampire.
But…then again, yeah it could have taken decades before she was “biologically 18-21”, and then she gets bitten and stops aging altogether. Ehhh….I’m confusing myself now.
There’s just not enough information. What I’m getting at this point is that:
- Marceline is 1000 years old chronologically
- She is biologically 18-21
- She’s half demon
- Somehow the Great Mushroom War was a factor in her getting turned into a vampire (I do believe the Vampire King was the vampire who turned her and she killed him because her being half-demon made her stronger)
- Because of said half demon side, she ages a lot slower than normal as evident by her 1000-year-old alternate reality self
Bubbleline needs to be canon
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Photo reblogged from pretty gay
omg i should be studying right now
trying out new coloring styles u m u gomen if its too ugly
i have a really big soft spot for highschool au’s omfg
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Okay, let’s talk about the episode everybody loves to forget: Go With Me. (in which Finn tries to get PB to go with him to a movie, and ends up going with Marceline)
So, Finn is trying to make PB jealous. Of course, Marceline comes along and says she’ll “help” him out with making PB into him….because Marceline knows how to get the ladies. ;)
She purposefully gives Finn terrible advice (wrestling with PB, putting wolves in her room, etc). Marceline knows PB and knows what a proper lady she is and would obviously know what PB does and doesn’t like. My personal take on this is that Marceline just wanted a good laugh, making PB crazy and having a good snicker. Could you go the other way and say Marceline was sabotaging Finn’s love attempts? Sure, I guess you could go that way, but Marceline never actually seems worried about what’s going down….because she knows who Bubblegum is really in love with.
Canon is canon, guyz.
bless you and this post
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wtf was that dream? huh?
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A/N: Here’s the finished product of the live writing demo I’ve been working on over the past couple of days. Hope y’all enjoyed it as much as I did!
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I’ve loved everything about you that hurts
So let me see your moves, let me see your moves— Fall Out Boy, G.I.N.A.S.F.S.
sugarcane in the easy morning
Morning: a rheumy hairline thread on the horizon. Somewhere birds are singing and dew freckles the courtyard such that one looking at it sideways would see a silver skin on it. The footfalls of the servants patter-pitter-patter up the stairs and Bubblegum, already dressed, studies her reflection in the old oval mirror atop her bureau. There is a wrinkle in the soft flesh beneath her right eye. No small wonder, really. Between the kerfuffle over the Nougat Marshes and the newest treaty imploring the Sugarsnap Peas to not declare war, please, they’ll only split into soup, she’s had no time to think about new lenses. The right eye’s always been the weaker of the two anyway.
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Post reblogged from I'll bury you in my sound
Here’s a two-minute quickfic for you, Krissy. <3
—-second try
Bubblegum winds the phone’s cord through her fingers. “I was thinking—”
“Big surprise.”
“Oh shut up. I was thinking,” she resumes, “about that talk we had. You know—the one about why we didn’t—why our relationship—”
“Why it didn’t work?”
“Yes. Well—yes, exactly that.” Bubblegum closes her eyes up tight, counts to three inside: forges ahead. “I remembered you saying one of the reasons it didn’t work was because we didn’t make enough time for each other, and I wanted to tell you I’m, see, I’m free this weekend and if you are too maybe we could, uh. Do something? Just, like, you know.” She swallows. “Just the two of us?”
Silence on the line: and sound, suddenly. A rustle. Hair sweeping over the receiver? “…sure, okay,” Marceline agrees. “I guess I might be available or whatever. I’m busy but I—” She isn’t busy. Midsentence she cuts off the lie and lets it drop into death between them. Then, “Something like what?”
Bubblegum pulls the cord. The thin plastic squeaks under her thumb. “The beach?” she tries. “Friday night? We’ll meet at sundown and go? We can walk. I’m not asking you to fly us there—”
“I could. I don’t mind.”
“I know”—Bubblegum turns her face into the receiver, grinning small and shy and hopeful—“but maybe you don’t want to be tired before we get there. Maybe you should save your energy for later.”
“Oh.” A pause—an epiphany, next. “…ohhhh.”
“Mmhm.”
Marceline’s snicker crackles appreciatively in the speaker. “Too clever for your own good, Bonni.”
“Hmph. I think it’ll do me plenty of good, thank you.”
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Post reblogged from pretty gay
I just really needed to write this, still so many feelings. Didn’t proof read it too much, it hurt to even write it, so apologies in advance for any typos.
Set during the Mushroom War, Marceline and Simon talk over dinner.
…too many…feels
