Bad Little Boy

isola radiale

[churlishvampino]

princegumwad‌:

“KEEP your mitts to yourself!!!” He exclaims, quickly side stepping him with a wary squint. Of course he would be planning something. When wasn’t he?

“I’m soOoOoo glad this is all fun and games for you but if it were up to me, I wouldn’t be kidnapped, I would be at home, attending tasks that need to be done.” Gumball crosses his arms, kicking a small pebble before dusting off his over sized shirt.

 “I’m looking for my new place. There’s nothing I can do about my situation so I’ll just have to make the most of it. Will you help me look for it or will you just find a way to slow me down?”

“Oh, well dang. If you were trying not to be kidnapped I gotta say you bonked up pretty bad here, Gumball.” Marshall winks, sticking his tongue out mockingly. “I’m sure your garden’ll be fine and your soufflé will rise like it always does. Plus Butterscotch is there, so you’re good.”

He glances at the piece of paper the prince is holding, then he starts floating off in the direction of Fibonacci Ward. “So you just got here, then, huh? Have you eaten? I’ve seen a few places around you might like. I went to a diner nearby and they had the glob-dang best onion rings I’ve ever had.” And nobody to steal them either.

[churlishvampino]

princegumwad‌:

@churlishvampino

Gumball took two steps to the side and something slinked past him, sending a shiver up his spine. Oh gumdrops, where was he? He tried to make sense of how he got here, let alone where he was supposed to go, but geez was it hard to keep everything in his head some times. There was just too much information! He looked down at the slip of paper in his hands, deciding to take a small adventure to find his new home, he guessed.

“Excuse me could you perhaps–” 

But the person he met with was the last person he wanted to see. Great glob, it was just his luck wasn’t it?

“Never mind, I take it back. I didn’t think you’d be here, Marshall Lee.” 

Marshall Lee could recognize that pink poofy hair anywhere. He spotted it from across the street, bouncing lightly in the lights of buildings around them. He decided to have a little bit of fun with him. While still unable to transform into his bat form—or any other form, for that matter—he can still totally float. And so float he did, across the street and quickly behind his highness heiney, preparing for a hilarious prank. But he must’ve done it too slow, cuz as soon as he was back there the prince addressed him.

Meanwhile, Marshall was caught with his hands raised, ready to spank those buns silly.

“Oh Grod. This isn’t what it looks like.”

He lowers his hands, then floats over on his back, looking at the prince. “What took so long, ya wad? Looks like even in being kidnapped I’m number one.”

[churlishvampino]

gemmedchild‌:

“You should go in the dungeon for time-out!”

“You should go to the bank. For a reality check.”

[churlishvampino]

gemmedchild‌:

“You can’t make butt-related puns about royalty!”

“Oh no, I hope he doesn’t throw me in jail!”

[churlishvampino]

princegumwad replied to your post: “Why did no one warn me the wad showed up?”

(ooc: EXCUSE ME!!!!!)

[churlishvampino]

gemmedchild‌:

“That is his royal highness –Prince Gumball, to you Sir!”

“Oh, I’m sorry. His roooooyal heiney, Prince Wad.”

[churlishvampino]

“Why did no one warn me the wad showed up?”

[churlishvampino]

“Y’all guys are toetally weird.”

[churlishvampino]

“While you’re at it, why don’t you give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice on it?”

“Why the drip would I go and sour up your blood for like that? Totally ruins the red taste.”

[churlishvampino]

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“Man, was that a scary story? It was creepy.”

[churlishvampino]

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“Listen, girl. One thing you’re gonna need to learn if you’re gonna be my friend? Is that I’m a bad boy. I’m not always frickin nice.”

[churlishvampino]

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“I’m flattered that you called me attractive, but don’t think that means I go easy on your buns!”

[churlishvampino]

“Yes, you’re very smart. Shut up.”

“Yeeeeeeeaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh you know that’s right! I’m smart as gosh!”

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[churlishvampino]

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“What the dink did I do this time?”

[churlishvampino]

“Where did you come from?”

“I’m from a little place called the Nightosphere, where nightmares are real and cool guys are born.”

[an-exotic-writer]

five word prompts

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

“really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

"zero fucks given. next please.”