anybody want my axe bass
made it last year for my Marceline cosplay at Nekocon. Neck and head are wood, body is wonderflex over styrofoam. D-rings are attached to the top and bottom of the neck for a strap. Needs to be repainted and have details redone, definitely needs work. But I like the proportions of it and it’s a nice base to work off of. It’d look really nice if it got polished up.
I’m local to virginia beach but I could ship this if there’s interest. I’m moving and trying to get rid of some stuff. At one time I wanted to fix this up myself but I’m not going to cosplay Marceline again.
Leave me an ask if interested, it’ll go for best offer.
Trim - [Adventure Time]
A/N: Because the fandom needs more Wereceline and I had a spare moment to write some!
Heavily inspired by both theoeuvre’s and matuska’s drawings. This one’s for both of you.
Words: 1,030
TRIM
“Rrrrggghfgmsnrr!”
“Hush,” Bubblegum scolded. “And stop flinching. You’re only making it worse.”
“Well stop yanking!” snarled Marceline, glaring at the princess over her shoulder. “That’s tender, you know.”
*gurgling noise* ♥
dat marceline
im not allowed near cons b/c when i see cute people cosplaying characters i like i get all weeaboo stories about it (got a nice pic somewhere of 16 year old me awkardly “holding hands” with one winry rockbell cosplayers finger)
dat Marceline
I want to cosplay her again but I think I need to settle for Marshall lol manface
(Source: habitual-paradoxifier)
Clarify This - [Adventure Time]
A/N: Written for bluefactories because hot damn, it’s her birthday!
I hope it’s great, babes—your day, not the fic. Although I also hope you like the fic too. =)
Rating: T
Words: 3,078
CLARIFY THIS
The phone rings.
Bubblegum fumbles for it, drops the receiver, and yelps out, “Truffles!” as it skitters beneath her bureau. She lunges after it. Her knees scrape the carpet; her temple bonks an open drawer and the cord tangles in her hair. “Truffles!” she curses again, plumbing the depths under the bureau for the phone. When she finally manages to fish it from the sea of shadows and dust, familiar tinny laughter is pouring from the earpiece. Despite that Bubblegum’s first instinct is to blow a raspberry at the caller, her diplomatic training stifles the urge. Mostly.
Bubblegum fits the fuzz-specked speaker to her ear and sighs, “What do you want, Marceline?”
cute cute Marci!
anyone else notice her birthin’ hips in this ep
at first i was really against this outfit but when you see it being actually animated it does some cool things for her um…….. butt! welp! what am i typing! hello!
When I first saw it I had to acknowledge that only Marceline could make that look attractive
and now I think high waisted jeans are cute what is happening to me
goddamn fucking evening gloves
my grandmother’s gardening hat
what the fuck even kind of boots
what the hell is this boner doing in my lap
I’ve been trying to think of something funny to say about this since it was posted
I’m at a loss
(Source: mokoudraws)
i have a cartoon crush on marceline from adventure time
haha you are.. definitely not alone…………. (me too)
~swoon
Shake It Out - [Adventure Time]
A/N: Didn’t you ever wonder how they met?
For an anon who wanted a protective Marceline. =) Here ya go, darlin’. I hope it’s satisfactory!
Rating: T
Words: 2,838
SHAKE IT OUT
From the start, Marceline doesn’t want to like her.
The kid’s pink, first off. For glob’s sake, Marceline’s been around a long time and knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that nothing good ever comes out of anything pink. Believing Bubblegum to be no exception to that rule, the vampire queen spends years avoiding the other monarch. It’s easy for a while, the avoidance. Bubblegum’s young, content to keep to her kingdom’s donut-glazed daylight. Marceline rules the night. Occasionally Bubblegum waves to the queen from her window at dawn, and maybe Marceline happens to strum out a few half-remembered lullabies under that window after Bubblegum’s parents disappear during a routine tour of the Nougat Marshes, but really, they never talk to each other.
Not until Bubblegum comes looking for her a few nights later, anyway.
tears on my face
sketch dump. Eventually the volume of sketches I churned out surpassed my need for things to color. Also seeing all the cute and creative scenarios people are drawing come up on my dash make these all look so bland I have no desire to finish them
