Thinking about Fionna-world Tiffany, might've been Cake's original owner? We see Cake eating out of the trash, maybe she was a street cat while Tiff was doing a brief stint for shoplifting and that's when Fionna takes her in.
ps im finally running out of unique antlers to give HW lol. have a fallow-HW. Might move on to antelopes or something next.
I love how different the actual Huntress Wizard appears in the vampire au from last season, even considering that Huntress herself was fairly radically different in that universe. To some extent I still wonder why she was human in that universe, but perhaps it's a mystery never meant to be touched upon.
FINALLY done with the lyric comic I mentioned!!! I'm so happy with it!!!
The song is "October" from The Crane Wives ("Oh, my love" *sick banjo solo*). The lyrics I used:
"Come, my dear, and be a part of my home
Missing stitch and flowers on a headstone
But I will crawl like a sinner to be at your feet
Should God or the Devil ever ask for me."
This is suppose to be part 1 one 3, but I intend to take my time with it, so it may take a few weeks or even months until I'm done with the whole thing.
Ugh, Bonnie looks so cute with her hair short in the last pannel QuQ Sadly she's also completely traumatized :,) In this pannel she's looking at a mirror, by the way, her scar is not on the wrong side.
When one toxic yuri fic isn't toxic enough you gotta double up. Back on my Vampworld AU bullshit 😈
Marceline died once, a long time ago. She remembers it kinda: a bloody moon and some fangs. And if she died once then it stands to reason she must have been alive once—but that she can't remember at all.
But dying this time—!? This time it’s different. This time it’s with her.
From a WIP fic and here's my previously posted one-shot if you haven't read it!
Summary: A series of peeks into the relationship between The Star (Marcy) and Bonnie Bubblegum from childhood all the way up to what happens after the end of that fateful fight.
Warnings: mention of a medical episode in this chapter (random unnamed side character), other than that just general angst
I wrote this for the @femslashbigbang event, feel free to check out the blog for tons more multifandom sapphic stories!
Thank you to @nebula-gaster for always beta reading my work, I appreciate it so much!
Read it on ao3 here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/71000791
Or below the cut:
The woods around the human settlement had gotten thinner in the last few years. There were still plenty of bushes close to the ground, but the stumps breaking up the trees stuck out like missing teeth.
Marcy normally loved to jump over them, but she had to be careful. The last time she’d tried to come over, she’d nearly gotten staked by the overly paranoid old man who was keeping watch. This time, she stuck to the shadows of the trees and stayed quiet. Even if whoever was standing guard today was cool, they’d have questions about where she came from, and Marcy didn’t want to have to come up with a bunch of boring lies to calm them down.
Why did Bonnie even want to hang out with these losers? She was so cool, and her old hangout spot by the desert was really nice. Was a bigger power supply and all of the room for fancy hydroponics really worth giving up all of her privacy?
Marcy already knew the answer to that. Bonnie had actually made an entire diagram before she’d moved, and had spent almost an hour explaining her reasons for moving. It wasn’t the most boring thing ever, but it wasn’t nearly as interesting as actually helping Bonnie with something in her lab.
Finally, after what felt like forever, she could see the thick logs making up the outer wall of the human settlement through the trees. They cast long shadows in the late afternoon sunlight, the pointed tips making a jagged line that split the humans and the forest.
There were three gates into the human settlement, but one of them was really just the door people went out of when they needed to throw their trash away. Marcy had picked through the dump a few times, but most of the really interesting stuff was already taken by Bonnie before they put it outside.
She stopped by the third gate and leaned her head against the wall. She could hear some voices, but they sounded far away. Bonnie hadn’t forgotten about her, had she? She reached up and knocked out the rhythm she and Bonnie had agreed on, then stepped back.
After she counted all the way up to 73, the gate’s heavy door finally cracked open. She stepped back a bit so she’d be out of sight, but she didn’t have to worry. There weren’t many kids in the human settlement, and none of them had skin and hair that pink.
Bonnie slipped out of the gate, looking around. She smiled as soon as their eyes met, then turned and closed the door carefully.
“Hey Bonnie!” Marcy stepped up to her, nudging her with one elbow. “I thought you forgot about me or something. What took you so long?”
“Sorry, the president wanted to have a meeting with me and it went on for so long.” Bonnie rolled her eyes, turning and walking into the woods. “I swear, I’d solve all of their problems in a day if they would just stop talking and let me work.”
Marcy walked next to her in the grass, since the path was only wide enough for one of them. “Is that the one with tons of hair that sleeps most of the time or the one with no hair that spits when he talks?”
Bonnie giggled, smiling a bit as she looked over at Marcy. “No hair. He’s gotten ten times more annoying since he was actually elected, though.”
“At least you don’t have to see him again today, right?” Marcy hoped they’d get to hang out for a while. Bonnie was always busy since she’d moved here.
“Yep, all I need is to be back before curfew.”
That didn’t make a lot of sense. “Why do you have to follow their rules? You’re not their kid.”
Bonnie shrugged, looking down at the ground as she carefully walked around the edge of a bunch of brambles. “It’s a normal precaution. There can be all kinds of creepy things in the woods, and they want to make sure I’m not stuck in a bad position late at night. You remember when I got kidnapped by raiders, right? They want to make sure something like that doesn’t happen again.”
The raiders had kidnapped Bonnie in the middle of the day and Marcy had tracked them down in only a few hours, but Marcy supposed it made a bit of sense. It was true that vampires could only come out at night, and the few Oozers that lived in the desert mostly stayed away from the sun.
“Okay, I guess you’re right. But I still think you should be able to come out here more! It’s not fair that I can’t just go visit you inside the town.” She kicked a small rock, sending it flying into some bushes nearby. “I didn’t even mean to freak the guard out, and you know it! How was I supposed to know he was sick?”
Bonnie frowned, turning to Marcy and stopping for a moment. “Yeah, it’s donked up that they’re blaming you for that. He’s still recovering, but he’s doing better now. It’s going to get better, though. When I was talking with the president, he said that if I could finish my project in the next week then they’ll talk about unbanning you.”
“Really?” Now Marcy felt a bit guilty for being annoyed. “Thanks. What’s the project about?”
Bonnie patted the brown bag hanging by her side. “I need to field test a new prototype. If it works, then I need to have 9 more finished in the next two weeks so they can get to work.”
Marcy stepped closer, reaching for the top flap to peek inside. “What is it? It can’t be that huge if it fits in here…”
Bonnie turned and swung the bang away from her before she could touch it. “You’ll see. Let me set it up first.”
They finally stopped at the edge of the dump. It looked like it had been a few days since anyone had brought something; the food scraps were already almost totally gone.
Bonnie turned around as she opened her bag, hiding what she had in her hands. Marcy folded her arms, standing still. She could be patient.
“You remember how I was working on some more advanced robots, right?” Bonnie stood up again, putting her hands together. “It’s relatively simple, but it’s meant to be easy to use. Ta-da!”
She stepped to the side, revealing… a lizard? The small thing was dark brown instead of red, but it looked a lot like the salamanders Marcy had seen in this part of the woods sometimes.
When she crouched down, the thing flinched and skittered back, moving jerkily. It was really a robot!
“That’s crazy!” Marceline jumped, grabbing the little lizard before it could run away. She did her best to hold it carefully, but she had to keep both hands cupped around it as it thrashed. She stood up, turning back to Bonnie. “I don’t see the antenna. Where’s the remote for it?”
“That’s the beauty of it. It’s totally autonomous. I programmed it, but I won’t be the one controlling it. Here, move your hands.” Bonnie stepped up and tapped the back of the lizard. A darker red stripe on its back clicked and slid away, revealing a smooth, black panel. “They’re solar powered, so they won’t even have to be gathered up and charged. They’re meant to stay out in the wild.”
“So what are these things going to do? Work in the garden, or something?” Marcy had stolen a couple of ears of corn the last time she’d visited, and she’d seen that a few stalks were covered in worms.
Bonnie shook her head and tapped the lizard, making its back close up. “Their eyes have cameras! They’ll always be recording and transmitting footage back to some screens in the settlement. It’ll help keep scavengers and monsters away.”
Marcy looked down at the lizard, still struggling in her hands. No matter how much it wriggled around, the smooth metal didn’t scratch her like regular scales would. “Are you trying to keep me away?”
“What? No!” Bonnie looked shocked, reaching out to take Marcy’s hand. “Why would you ever think that?”
She closed her hands over the lizard, holding it close to her chest. “Don’t play dumb! I heard what they were calling me after last time. You know that’s what they think I am.”
Bonnie shook her head, reaching out again. She pulled on Marcy’s fingers, and after a bit of resistance, she was able to set the lizard free. It ran over her arm and then dropped to the ground, bolting behind the closest pile of trash.
“I don’t care what they think. I’ll… I’ll program them so they don’t alert when they see that it’s you. I’m not—I wouldn’t do that to you, Marceline.”
She didn’t want to doubt Bonnie, but it was hard to believe that this wouldn’t end badly. After her mom left, she’d been kicked out of every group of human survivors she’d met up with. Even Bonnie hadn’t been interested in living together alone. She was too human for demons, and too demonic for humans.
Bonnie spoke up again. “Do you want to keep this one? I have blueprints at home. I can make another one and test it out tomorrow instead. I’ll even get you your own screen, so you can track what it sees.”
Marcy tilted her head, looking behind Bonnie. The lizard scuttled behind the trash pile again after she made eye contact with it. It was cool, but the thought of dragging it back to her shelter while it kept trying to escape felt wrong, even if it was just a machine.
“Maybe you can just leave it here to test it? They’re supposed to be out on their own, right? If it works for more than a couple of days, you can make me one.”
“Sure.” Bonnie squeezed her hands, then let go. “Alright, well, that was all I really needed to set up out here. What should we do next?”
Finally. Marcy had been thinking about this a lot on the way over, and she already had a few ideas of fun places. “Let’s go exploring. Have you seen the cliff on the other side of the east ravine? A bunch of giant ants are building a kingdom. It looks pretty cool.”
Bonnie grabbed her bag and put it on. “Sure thing. You can lead the way this time.”
As the two of them set off into the forest, life finally felt right again.
