*i Put Silver The Hedgehog In A Bucket Of Water And He Immediately Dissolves Like A Bath Bomb*

Greetings humans

REBLOG IF YOU ARE A WRITER ON TUMBLR

IT DOES NOT MATTER WHAT KIND OF WRITER YOU ARE YOU CAN BE WRITING: POEMS, FANFICS, IDK NORMAL FICS, NOVELS, SHORT STORIES, IDK ANYTHING!! JUST REBLOG!!!

*grabby hands intensifies*

Heart feather flags for days to round out pride month! 19 different styles.

This was WAY more of an undertaking than expected. Had to stop at 19 or I was going to go rainbow-ravin mad!

Edit: Oh heck, thanks so much for the feature! Appreciate all the new faces here! 💖

I didn't even think of that, but sure why the hell not?

Ambrosius and hoodies

because it's rainy here and I'm wearing a hoodie

I headcanon that Ambrosius loves wearing hoodies because it's good to pull it up at times he's in public and doesn't want fans to know he's around

Ballister kept telling him that since he wears it so often people will know it's him

Except some people also try buying the same hoodies Ambrosius buys and even knock off versions that look like it if that's all they can afford because they like copying his fashion choices

Some fans already interrupted a regular citizen with their hood up because of this so it's not so frequent that Ambrosius gets found out.

When the weather is cold, Ambrosius would wear two hoodies, an inner and outer type because one time, Ballister said he was cold and one of the few fans Ballister had at that time (pre-movie) overheard and offered him theirs.

While Ballister had been refusing, Ambrosius took off his own hoodie and even if he was freezing himself, he forced Ballister to wear it before walking away.

This is Yuki

Yuki loves her personal space

This is Itsuomi

ITSUOMI ALSO LOVES YUKI’S PERSONAL SPACE

-Kaoru coming downstairs-

Kaoru: Koji? What are you doing?

Kojiro: Making chocolate pudding.

Kaoru: It's four o'clock in the morning! Why on earth are you making chocolate pudding???

Kojiro: Because I've lost control of my life.

The Gumball Letters

Marshall,

If you're reading this, then my time has come.

Inside this box that Butterscotch Butler (hopefully) gave you, you will find photos, tchotchkes, and a smaller box. Just don't put on the cursed amulet we found four hundred years ago. Ha ha, wasn't that fun? Inside the smaller box is a necklace I've made for you. It's not much, but I hope you'll like it. The charm is made from a fragment of your old bass and the twine is from one of the strings. After we left the Glass Kingdom that day, I went out to look for the remains, hoping I could piece it back together. Those two bits were all I could find, sadly.

Marshall Lee, I love you more than anything in this world. Even though I'm not the best at showing it, it'll always be true. I don't want you to wallow in a pit of misery now that I'm gone. I know how you get. Instead, go out and make some new friends. Just promise that you won't forget Fionna, Cake, Evan, LSP, or anyone. And promise you won't forget me. Don't think of this as goodbye. I'll always be in the cotton candy grass you walk on and in the sugar smelling air you breathe. Don't weep at my grave. Be happy. Be free. Be you.

I love you, Marshall Lee Abadeer.

Sincerely,

Barnabas Gumball

P.S: Don't let Cinnamon Bun fool you - she has dibs on nothing. And don't worry about the Candy Kingdom. Mo-Chro will look after it.

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Hey, Bubba.

I don't know how you'd feel about me writing this. It's been two hundred years and I just still can't believe you're gone.

I wish that you would have let me do something to help. But at the same time, I respect your wishes to move on from this world.

I did my best to take care of Mo-Chro for you. And I checked in on Cycla and Gorion every chance I got. I also appreciate you assembling that box for me. But I made my decision: I'm going to look for some vampire hunters and allow them to stake me. I can't do it, Barney. I tried to be strong. I really did. But I just can't. You don't understand how lonely it is here in Aaa without you. Without Mo-Chro. Without Fionna and Cake. Without anyone.

So yeah. I'm just gonna wait around for some bozos to come and exterminate me. Hopefully it won't take long. I just hope people still believe in vampires. I know this is more of the coward's way out. But I'm tired, Bubba. I've lived since before the Great Mushroom War. And I'm just tired.

I'm tired of crying. I'm tired of killing. I'm tired of living.

I'm coming, Barnabas.

-M.

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To whoever reads this...

My name is Ben, the former prince of the Pup Kingdom.

And I'm Shelly! His best friend!

We only know bits and pieces of this Marshall guy's story, but we think it's worth telling. So if you see the gravestone we've laid in the ground for him, please take some time to pay your respects.

And don't steal the necklace!!

"Great, Shelly, now all people are gonna wanna do is steal the necklace!"

"Then we better take it with us!"

"No! That would make us grave robbers!!! Do you want that on your conscience?!"

"Wazzat mean?"

"Shelly..."

-Fin.

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Okay so for context:

The first letter was written a few decades after the events of Obsidian. Gumball got sick and made the box and the necklace for Marshall.

Marshall tried to convince Gumball to let him turn him into a vampire so he could live forever, but Gumball said no. Don't ask me why. There were a lot of tears that day though.

Anyway, Butterscotch Butler gave Marshall the box. And there were even more tears. Mo-Chro took over the Candy Kingdom, but he died about fifty years later. Marshall tried to go on for a while longer, but he pretty much just gave up by the time Ben and Shelly came into the picture.

Ben and Shelly received a commission to deal with Marshall. Guess who posted it.

So they go to stake Marshall, who surrendered. Shelly and Ben drop the stakes, feeling bad, and Marshall just takes the wood and does it himself.

After snooping through his stuff, Shelly and Ben figure Marshall out and bury it all. The necklace now hangs on a tree branch above his gravestone.

And don't worry - no one stole it.

It is morally correct to be horny on main.

If we really want to fight against this puritanical culture that seems to be hell-bent on running sex workers off the internet and banning pornography wherever they can find it, you have a moral duty to post hole on main. Doesn't have to be your own hole but you got to post it.

Dump that sauce bruh I am NOT taking a shower

mutuals do this

take care of yourself

Kaoru's choking on his own spit

thinking about gymnast kojiro 🤔