for the fictional kisses prompt, could you do number 12 with bubbline? sorry if this is not the right place too submit, i am new too tumblr and english is not my first language. either way have a lovely day! :)
You're doing good! And have a lovely day too!
(working under the arrangement marriage au cause im an idiot that wanted to do that instead of the easy way which was a kiss durin the war but whatever ig)
Her throat was in so much pain. Trying to speak felt like dragging her skin through concrete. Whatever noise that escaped her lips sounded like nails on chalkboard. This was a very miserable experience but she was determined to get through it.
She picked up a notebook that didn't have anything important and a farely new pen. She wrote down several phrases and words then ventured outside. She runs into Jake, one half of her personal knights, and when he greets her she's prepared by showing him the page she wrote "Good morning" down on.
Jake raised an eyebrow at her. She flipped to a different page that said "Sore throat." He made a small noise of understanding and nods at her with a smile. He offers to tell the kitchen staff to make something to sooth her throat and ask the clinic for some medicine. She nods and smiles in thanks.
"Oh and by the way, Mar-" he cuts himself off, seeing a maid wander in the hallway they were in to clean. "Her highness is in the study, having finished her workshop with the younger Banana Guards."
She raised an eyebrow at that. She doesnt remember asking her lover to conduct an audience with her guards. Jake merely shrugs at her with a sly smile. He bows to her slightly and takes his leave. She scrunches up her face in confusion and decides to merely ask her.
She finds Lady tending to some flowers by the stairs, and asks her to bring breakfast for herself and Marceline to the study and, after a moment's thought, asks her to procure some medicine as well. She was eternally glad that her friend could understand the indecipherable scratches that is her handwriting. She wasn't sure how long she would last if she had to slow her hand for others to understand he scrawl.
She slips into the study quietly and finds her lover lounging by an armchair. A soft smile comes onto her face as she makes her way to her.
Marceline cracks an eye open and returns her smile. She reached for her hand which she gladly held onto. The vampire pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles and tugged her to sit on her lap.
"Good morning, my sweet." She murmurs, nuzzling into her neck. She pulls the right page out and presents it to Marceline, tapping the woman for her to take notice of it.
She blinks and looks up at her. She pulls one of her hands in front of her and started making gestures. She tilted her head in question. "Ah, I shall teach it to you at a later date." She returns her hand around the candy golem and presses a soft kiss to her neck. "I assume you are ill. That is an unfortunate thing to wake up to."
She bobs her head in assent. She shrugs her shoulders a little, hoping to convey that she didn't see it as too much of a problem. She could communicate in other ways. Her day will not be deterred.
Their food arrived soon along with the medicine she asked for. They were placed on the low table in front of them, the servant bowing deeply to both of them before leaving. She picks up the cup of tea first and gladly takes several sips. It irritated her throat slightly, but she knew it would soothe whatever was ailling her.
She sees the apple float in from the corner of her eye. It floats towards them and lands in Marceline's palm. "If you don't mind," she murmured, "I shall accompany you throughout the day."
She absently nods. The company would be more than appreciated, it would be nice to complain to someone without having to write paragraphs to be understood.
They finished their breakfast in relative silence and spent some minutes relaxing in the room.
The day passed by and she realized why Marceline had decided to stay by her side. The vampire, swearing by her name to not have telepathy, knew precisely what she wanted to say to dignitaries and staff alike.
When she would accompany her on other days, she would stand several steps behind and interject only to make quips. But today, she stood by her side and spoke for her. She seemed to only need to glance at her then suddenly she would say the words Bonnibel was forming behind her lips.
She would rarely ask her to write dowm her words, usually only to ask for her permission for something or if she had said the right thing.
She was impressed by her and felt more than a little warm over it. Marceline showed little desire to meddle in official affairs, and yet she knew her wife so well that she could express almost exactly what she was thinking. It was such a nice feeling seeing well she knew her and how willing she was to help her in something she cared little for.
Halfway through the afternoon she had to pull her wife to a secluded room and wrap her arms tightly around her. Voice hoarse, she whispered "I love you so much, little bat." She tilts her head up and rasped "Kiss me?"
Marceline chuckles at her and kisses her cheek. She scrunches up her face, knowing full well Marceline knew what she meant. "Forgive me, love, but I have no desire to catch whatever it is you have. I quite like my voice and I know you feel the same." Marceline gives her a sly smile and she lightly flicks her pointed ear in retaliation.
Marceline smiles widely at her, all fangs and happiness. "Should this pass by tomorrow, I assure you of affection to the point you will push me away." She scoffs at her, knowing very well she was serious. Her smile softens and she nuzzles her cheek. "As it is, you are ill and hardly in any shape to speak. So allow me to be your voice, assuming I have been doing well in that task."
That last part was whispered, the vampire genuinely worried over not doing well enough. She shakes her head and pulls her closer. "Doing good," she forced out. "Thank you, love."
She feels Marceline release a tension she didn't realize she was carrying. She felt her lips curl into a smile against her cheek. "Fantastic. This is no problem, dear." She pulls away and gently taps the candy golem's nose. "I love you too, now please no more speaking."
She grabs her hand and guides her out of the room. She was very glad her wife knew her so well. She hoped this would pass soon, she wanted to sing her praises. If it doesnt, well she knows other ways to thank her that would have the added bonus of hearing her wife's beautiful voice.
