Princess Bubblegum And Marceline Fanfiction Novels & Stories

May ngiti sa mukha ni Gieselle habang nilalagay ang bulaklak sa puntod at sinisindihan ni Martin ang dala nilang kandila. "Naalala ko ang kwento ni Lola Carmen tungkol sa'yo noong bata ka pa. Medyo may pagkamaton daw ang galaw mo at madalas ang mga kabarkada ay lalaki kaya natakot siyang baka maging tibo ka. Pinipilit ka niyang pasuotin ng bestida upang matanim sa isip mo na babae ka at balang araw ay magdadalaga. Pero kahit dalagita ka na'y sobrang bubbly mo pa ring kumilos. Hyper na hyper kaya lagi niyang ipinagdadasal na sana’y magbago ka. Na sana maging mahinhin ka na binibini at marunong gumalaw ng pino. Kaya lihim siyang nagpasalamat nang pumasok ka sa pagiging modelo dahil naging dala

Jennie said with a sheepish grin, “you said you’d bring your boyfriend home this time. Where is he?” Her heart clenched like a fist in her chest. “Can we not talk about that right now?” she whispered. Jennie blinked, surprised, then softened. “Okay. I’ll get you something. Go freshen up.” She padded toward the kitchen, still oblivious to the wreckage Marceline was dragging behind her like chains. Suitcase in hand, Marceline climbed the stairs—each step echoing like a funeral bell. Her body was moving, but her soul felt far behind. --- The Bathroom

- Bennett/ Marceline explained in a soft voice, her fingers adjusting the edges her glasses. I smiled, my eyes studying Bennett's assumably timid figure. "Marceline ......things like these aren't that hard for you to do. It all depends on whether you are interested in doing it - or not." - I said slowly. Marceline eyes widened,her eyes staring at me as though she'd been caught doing something very terrible. Well what she had done wasn't far from it. "Imagine how much traffic you could get by releasing some awful articles about a big Star as Irina - It could gather a nation wide worth of attention. Isn't that why you clung to me?" - I locked eyes with her, watching as her expression turned de

——— In the meanwhile, Amelia swam ashore, filled with a buoyant and jubilant mood. As her mermaid tail touched the ground, a magical transformation occurred, and her tail morphed into a pair of long, slender human legs. She wiggled her toes in sheer delight, relishing this newfound sensation. Standing upright on her legs for the first time, Amelia couldn't contain her excitement. She danced and jumped around like a child experiencing a delightful game. "Princess Amelia... Princess Amelia... ouch!!" Amelia heard a faint voice calling out. Curious, she looked around and spotted a hermit crab emerging from the sand under her feet. "Princess Amelia, it's me, Herald, the hermit," the crab said wi

Marcel pov I'm so fucking pissed off with myself. I rubbed my face and growled. I told the whore to leave me. My mind is cloudy and I'm confused by my actions. My heart is ripping in my chest. I fucking love Stormy and need to tell her. I went to her parents and she wasn't there. I go to Sinful Delights and Lou tells me she left with the fucking prince. "I think he used a persuasion spell on the young woman Marcel," Lou sighed painfully.

Meanwhile, Mara noticed Annabel's mood but was grateful that Annabel didn't do anything stupid. As everyone sat quietly, all the attention was on Crystabel's mouth. They all looked at her mouth as she carelessly chewed those bubble gum and the crazy girl didn't mind at all. She continued to chew her bubble gum as her eyes got hold of Annabel's ice cream. She took a spare ice cream spoon and dipped it into Annabel's ice cream without her permission as she started licking it.

Her bed was big enough for both of them, right? “My..my bed is big enough for the both of us. I'll sleep at the other end.” Marcel chuckled. He could imagine what was going on in that little head of hers. She must be thinking something inappropriate in that head of hers. “You don't have to let your imagination run wild.” Marcel declared. “I didn't let my imagination run wild. I wasn't imagining anything.” “You were. Sleep. I'll go have my bath.” He patted her head with his hands before standing up from the bed and walking to the bathroom to have his bath.

Renzo knew he couldn’t win, especially with the argument they had just had earlier. She wanted to be away from him, but what they didn’t know was that she planned to actually manipulate Marcel. She wanted to have him trapped, and she knew the best place and the best methods to have his decision persuaded. “Well, the princess has spoken. She wants me for the next few hours, not you!” Marcel said with a smirk. “Even though I’ve had her for a while, that doesn’t mean I’ll ever get tired.” “The princess says so,” and Sadie hated that she had to keep the beat. “No fighting!” The moment she took Marcel’s hand and pushed her tongue out.

But there was still no sign of his demons and the silence in his head was driving him mad. He brought these ladies not for himself but for the demons and they are ghosting him? Frustration and desperation kicked in as Marcel thought maybe the demons needed additional push to come alive. So he grabbed one of the ladies and pressed his lips on hers, giving her a deep, passionate kiss. The lady in question was actually Gloria and her whole body heated up as Marcel kissed her. Never in her life has she felt anything so intoxicating as his lips and she melted in his arms. Yes he definitely wants me. He really can't resist my body. She thought, thinking the kiss from Marcel was due to his lust for

“He loves me. Even now with my face like this.” Marceline shook her head with that infuriating little smirk. My hands clenched at my sides, and I glared at her. “I’ve done so much for him. I’ve sacrificed everything. I even worked with someone like you, just for his sake. I dirtied my hands and let you pull me into your messes. And you think he’ll just walk away from me now? After all of that?” My body trembled. The fury I had tried to hold back now poured out of me in shudders. “The last thing he’d ever do,” I spat, “is abandon me.” But Marceline only laughed. It was a cold sharp sound that sliced straight through me. “You really are something,” she said with contempt. “You’ve made two of t