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I CAME BACK FOR MORE 😭
Finn and Fern x GN!Reader headcanons where the reader is a thief/robber and eventually they learn more about them and develop a crush on them (Could it be separate for each, same scenario but different brother if you get what im saying)
Finn could be like an enemies to lovers type of eal with finn thinking the reader is a little cute from the get go and feeling conflicted with hair feelings due to the reader's being a thief, eventually becoming friends and seeing different side of the reader (yk?? i feel like im yapping and not making sense 💀)
While for fern, the reader just feels bad for him because he can't do as well as being a hero and becomes friends with him, farm keeps it a secret from finn and they eventually become friends and see a different side (yappayapayappa) :)
Give em a cute hobby like a baking or crochet
SORRY IF THIS DOENST MAKE SENSE
AWH this feels like the plot of an ep of adventure time ……
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finn + fern/thief gn reader hcs
FINN
at firstyou guys do not like each other at all (ofc)
he gets in your way all the time. he gets calls about you from people across Ooo complaining about their missing stuff
(even ice king )
Finn is a good hero though. so he ignores that you’re kinda pretty
(he thinks he might have a type of crush at this point (people who could probably kill him if they wanted to))
so one day (abt a month into your spree)
you decide to steal from Finn’s house (not knowing that it was the fucking Guy who’d been stopping you this whole time)
and you almost get away with it (stealing his hat. it was his hat you chose to steal). almost
“YOU!! YOU’RE the one that’s been stealing from all those peeps!!”
you run escape him (again) but he stops you in front of the door.
“Put it back.”
“Nuh-uh.”
“Put it back.”
“Nuh uh.”
you reach an impasse.
now at YOUR end, you reeeeally dont want to admit it but this guy is a little cute (a little. you refuse to go further) with the hair he has happening.
you do eventually put it back, faced with the prospect of staying in here any longer. glob
against any of your better judgement, you decide to stay
and investigate this weird guy
and against his better judgement, he lets you stay
now you’re both at this weird little hangout
(with your enemy)
and you tell him about you
for one, you steal for the rush. and out of habit
and for two, you crochet (this is probably why you steal so much yarn)
Finn traces his finger in circles on the ground.
“d’you think you could teach me how to crochet?”
“Pshh. You’re telling me you believed all that?”
“You were lying?”
“Nono, that was the truth. im jus’ messing with you.”
“Ok…”
“Seriously!”
“Ok!”
you smile at him.
“y’wanna meet tomorrow?”
he brushes a piece of his hair out of his face. “yeah.”
as for general hcs, i think you would start stealing things just to meet up with him
like you would think in all your time thieving you would have at least one phone
but no
you don’t enter through the door either
you will just break in. sometimes in the dead of night
Finn would dedicate himself to learning how to crochet (I wonder why. it couldn’t possibly be to impress someone)
FERN
so you first meet fern when he decides to answer the banana guard’s call and oh boy
this guy
he is not doing well at Heroing
like imagine a baby kitten. now imagine it sad
And you realize, wait a minute
This thing might not be worth it
so you check in on this poor guy. in the middle of your getaway
“dude, are you okay?”
his leg was stuck in a crack in the ground
“don’t pity me!!”
“I’m not! Just let me help you—”
“Well I’m supposed to be a hero. I shouldn’t get help from thieves.”
(he’s more telling that to himself than to you.)
You help him out anyways, of course.
He brings out his sword to your neck, you sigh and roll your eyes.
“Fine..”
You give him back what you stole
The sword is still there
You dump out all of the other objects you stole out of your bag
The sword is still there
You sigh again, taking off your shoes and gloves and shaking out the other other objects you stole.
He begins to collect them into his own bag, before asking you,
“Did I do good?”
“What?”
“Was I a good hero?”
“Oh, um. Well, anyone else (because I am extremely brave and unafraid) would probably be squealing out of fear so, yeah.”
He crosses his arms, looking down to the side.
“I don’t want people to be afraid of me…”
You step back, observing him.
“Why d’you even want to be a hero so badly?”
“Because—because….because I’m supposed to be.”
Your expression softens.
“How about I be a bad influence on you, and you take a break from heroing for a bit?”
“How?”
“Y’ever learn how to crochet?”
#sorry if this is more like story bullet points than head canons…i like writing them thws way#mariner talks#adventure time x reader#finn the human#finn x reader#adventure time#mariner writes#IT MAKES SENSE ITSOK ..#fern the human#fern x reader
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HI GUYS HI mushrooms is back 2 regular updates !! adn so r my requests … im almost done with one and will work on the other 2 soon ! love u guys :)
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FIFTH CHAPTER IS HERE !!!
#mariner talks#adventure time mushrooms#adventure time x reader#moth#finn the human#finn x reader#mariner writes
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i am a very serious writer
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MARTINER PLS IM BEGGING FOR ANYTHING FERN X READER 😓
Specifically a gn!musician reader who's chill and easy going, (sort of balances fern out/similar to marshall lee) who teases fern sometimes and becomes friends with fern, fern develops a crush on them and gets jealousy of the friendship between finn and the reader and finally gets the guts to confess.
ADD ANYTHING TO THE PROMPT BC YOURE A GREAT WRITER <333
AHGJH THANK U!! i LOVE this req btw im gonna incorporate it into my belief system
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fern with a musician gn!reader (art by mee!)
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The first time, he met you through Finn.
One lousy sunday evening Finn invited you over (he will often invite people over to the treehouse with no warning), the sky was halfway dark, and you looked like you walked all the way here.
You wore a large case on your back, hair tied up and a pencil slid behind your ear. Slung across your shoulder was a duffel bag which he would soon discover was full of paper (paper is weird to think about. It used to be trees, and he’s kinda related to trees now. It’s not cannibalism yet, but it’s close. Corpse desecration, maybe. He doesn’t feel that strongly about it anyways, nor does he feel very close to the trees, even if he technically is) with scrawled half-written lyrics all over them.
“Anyone home?” You half-yell from the bottom of the treehouse. Finn was out on the deck, doing who-the-hecking-gob-knows-what with Jake.
Fern sits perched from his up hiding spot (you could only see his glowing eyes, if you were looking up). He slithers down the ladder, remaining unseen (he doesn’t want to be. They’re a new person. New people are scary), tail flicking.
When you notice him, you quickly turn around. “Hey,” You squint. “Finn?”
There is a pause as he is torn between opting out of this conversation entirely and actually talking. “Fern, actually.”
“Oh. Cool name,”
“I picked it.”
“My parents gave me mine, but I’m considering changing it.”
“Why would you wanna change your name?”
You shrug, “I like to live my life on the edge. Me n’ your roommate got a jam sesh happening right now, you should join,”
There’s a beat of silence. “…I don’t think I’m invited. Grass boys can’t play the flute. Grass boys can’t even breathe.” Fern crosses his arms and looks down, frowning.
Worry flickers over your eyes, if you blink you’ll miss it. “Hmm…” You look to the side, in thought. “Well, now you are. ‘Grass boy’.” You smile ever so slightly when using the nickname he’s given for himself.
“Hey! Only I get to call myself that!”
“Sure, grass boy. C’mon, he’s probably out on the deck,” You walk to the ladder, gesturing for him to follow.
And, for no reason he can think of, he follows you. It’s like he wants to be around you, which is weird. He usually stops himself from being around people, they either treat him like he is Finn or like he’s the opposite. He’s not either, though.
He picks off a flower from his shoulder. Where did that come from?
The fourth time, you had a BFF sleepover. Fern had crawled onto the outside of the tree, to both not intrude and not do something wrong (it was the worst thing when Jake looked at him like that. He doesn’t want you to look at him like that too). The distant sounds of the Candy Kingdom and Jake lamenting at not winning card wars are all the sounds there are, up there.
Until the sounds of someone crawling onto the roof with him.
He sharply turns, ready to fight off whatever evil was trying to kidnap Finn or Jake (or both) this time. But no, it’s just you again.
“Was Jake too mean in card wars?”
“No, I just lost. They’re playing elimination, I don’t feel like watching the rest.”
You plop down right next to him.
“Y’ever been there?” You look up at the sky.
Fern squints, “That cloud?”
“No, pom-pom. The sky.” (This was a new nickname, made after the discovery of his dandelion tail).
“No. Wait! Yes. Magic man was doing some b-s with my bro, so I had to meet the immortal King of Mars.”
“Then what?”
“He died.”
You snort. It wasn’t an intentional joke, but he gets that weird buzzy feeling again.
“Whoa, poms. You’re like, covered in flowers.”
Finn groans. “Aghh! Again??” He sits up and rushes to brush the reds, yellows and oranges off himself.
He turns to you smiling at him in his flower frenzy, frown heavy upon his face.
“What?” He asks, accusatory, grass puffed up (the image reminds you of an angry cat).
“Nothing. Just you.”
Fern’s tail twitches, he de-puffs and he brings his knees to his chest.
It’s quiet again, you both sitting in comfortable silence.
“We may not have sunshine, or starlight, or weather,
But we've got each other, and that's even better.
You don't need the sun to keep you warm when you've got arms,
Wishes come from you and not a random shooting star.
We may not have storm clouds, but the sky's always blue,
We've got something special here
And what we have is you
What we have is you
What we have is you…”
You look over to grass-boy, asking if he liked it, but you stop yourself halfway. He was asleep.
You brush the stray hairs out of his face, before climbing back off the roof to probably lose card wars again. Such is the tragedy of sleepovers.
Fern would later wake up, and have an important realization.
Fern messes around with his…Finn’s old racecar track toy. He then drops it to the floor.
“I got a question for you, Finn.”
“What’s up, dude?”
“If I…hypothetically…liked…someone… how would I go about doin’ that?”
“You got a crush?”
“No! It’s hypothetical.”
Finn squints at him.
“Hypothetical.”
Finn continues to squint.
“Hy-po-the-ti--”
“No no, I got it.”
“Okay.”
“Well…I would say you tell them how you feel.”
Flowers cover his face again. “Noooooo!! What if they don’t like me back? What if they like someone else?”
Finn shrugs, “Then they don’t like you back. I had a crush on PB for years, she never liked me back and we’re still friends.”
“But what if…”
“Dude.” Finn stops him. “You got this.”
Fern would appreciate his cheering on, but he’s not so sure Finn would say the same thing had he known it was you, or that he’s got this. He knows you like spending time with Finn more than him.
The ???th time (he’s lost count), you invited him along again, with Finn, (and basically everyone else in Ooo, to be honest. It happens when you’re friends with Finn) to a TV night for your birthday. It was an old one you scavenged up, “My Little Pony” or something (his favorite character is Rainbow Dash).
After many weeks of toeing around the idea of asking you out (that time you guys made pancakes, when you went for a dip in the river He’s going to do it tonight.
You sat next to him (close. to him), singing along to the many, many songs over the noise of the crowd behind the couch.
“No, I do not love the groom, in my heart there is no room—” You lean into him and he mumbles along with the lyrics, small smile on his face.
“Finally the moment has arrived! For me, to be one lucky bride…” Finn is also singing. He pauses, staring off into space, before snapping up. “Oh yeah!”
“Hm?” You look across Fern to him.
“C’mere dude, I gotta show you something!”
You get up from his side, going with Finn, and leaving him disappointed.
He follows the duo, though the mild party and to the hallway where Finn was lugging a huge box.
“I got you a present!”
“Oh, awesome,”
“You wanna open it?”
“Hold on,” You pull a pair of scissors out of your pocket. Why it was in there, no one will ever know.
Fern then gets hit by the realization that he forgot to get you a present. How the heck did he think he could just /show up/ to your party without one?
“Oh, Finn, this is so cool! Thanks so much,” You admire the new guitar you’d window shopped for a few weeks ago, which Finn had apparently taken notice of.
“It’s NP, DW about it.”
“Why are you talking in acronyms?”
“It’s a new thing I’m trying out.”
Fern shuffles over to you. “Hey, um, [ ]? Can I talk to you about something?”
“What’s up?”
He lowers his head more. “Can I talk to you about it in private?”
You look back at Finn, then nod and gesture for him to follow into a more secluded hallway, the muffled sounds of dance music vibrating through the walls.
You don’t say anything, and instead are listening intently (terrifying). Fern has to take a deep breath to steady himself.
“I….um….” He begins to fidget with his hands, “I think you’re really cool. And…you’re one of the only people who doesn’t look at me like a monster. And I like hanging out with you and I wanna hang out more and…”
You nod, urging him to continue.
“…andddddd I—”
“AAAAAAAH!” A scream from the party interrupts him.
“GIANT WORM!”
You both immediately run out, to see a monster breaking through one of the walls of your house, jerking around violently as Finn already had his sword around its neck (?).
Fern rushes in, grass sword already whipped out.
He joins Finn on its head (? Again. It’s a worm) stabbing it, rapidly. Its pink blood drips down the side of its face, onto your floor. It begins jerking and twitching even more violently now, trying to shake Fern off.
Finn struggles, and tries to get a stable footing, before the force it’s using to try and get both him and Fern off plunges Finn’s sword right through its neck.
Its head falls right to the floor, Fern still on it, who is still stabbing.
Finn continues to fight the rest of the worm’s body, which has since retreated outside and is currently trying to spit acid at him, leaving barren spots in the grass with only mildly dissolved dirt.
You crouch in front of Fern, putting your hand on his shoulder.
“I think it’s had enough, grass boy,”
He looks up at you, then back down at the corpse-head, and re-sheathes the grass sword.
“What were you saying?”
Feen blinks. What was he saying?
You stare at him, intently.
Oh yeah, absolute fear. “I…..”
“……reallyreallylikeyou. Alotalot.” He snaps his eyes shut when he says it, only opening one a moment later to gauge your reaction.
You knew this already, but you wanted to wait until he was sure of his feelings.“Awww, I like you too! you little pom-pom.” You squish his (flower covered) face.
“Stop it!” He complains.
“Nope, we're partners. You can’t escape me now,”
‘Nooooooooooo…”
“Go Fern! Yeahhh!” Finn shouts from where he stood on the decapitated corpse on the worm, covered in pink blood.
You giggle, before it slowly subsides. “Wait a minute. How am I gonna pay for my house?”
#mariner writes#mariner art#adventure time x reader#fern the human#fern x reader#x reader#THIS TOOK TOO LONG IM SOOO SORRY
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Happy 2024, one of the funniest, talented and silliest authors ive found :)
THANK U!! here’s to staying silly 4 yet another year :3
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HALFWAY DONE WITH THIS CHAPTER GOBLESS 💥💥
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IM BACK THANK GOD !! the real life hell is OVER !
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I lovelovelove your writing and Moth's design <333
thank u!! im literally love them so much
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I love how you draw Finn he is very Shaped
thank you…hes my favorite little silly
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5th chapter should be up by friday or saturday!
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writing break OVER its time to b insane about these guys once more
#will finish the reqs after the 5th chapters posted!#mariner talks#not writing#adventure time mushrooms
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2/4 requests done buuut im gonna take a break from writing 4 a littol bit
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finn x fem reader whos really into science, rambles on a bunch and finn actually listena to her which she hasnt seen anyone do and actually CARE about what shes saying and immediately starts crushing (they were og friends but it just made her heart flutter and it was a pretty sunset)
YES YES ABSOLUTELY love this <- fixated on astrophysics since he was six and is considering becoming one in the far future
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finn with a fem reader who’s a science nerd
word count: 745
Finn called you over for repairs to their telescope not too long ago, something about a fight with the Ice King where he cracked the lense. The sun had already gone down, and the stars (now more visible after all the human’s pesky light pollution was gone) came out of their hiding spots along with the crescent moon.
You stopped the video game you were speeding through, the call being a necessary distraction to pull you out of what would otherwise be many hours straight of gameplay, and a significant lack of self-care.
You pack your bag with snacks, and (of course) books about astrophysics and astronomy (just in case the hangout became a sleepover, or you suddenly needed them. Things can get very chaotic very quickly with Finn), two of your favorite and very closely related sciences. Unlike him, you didn’t want to adventure for your whole life, you did eventually want to become an astrophysicist, maybe study with Peebs.
“Why do you even have a telescope if you never use it?” You say, looking down at the new lense you were trying to install.
“‘Cuz we need it to see any incoming baddies,” Finn waves his sword around, whacking imaginary enemies.
“What about, like. Using binoculars instead,”
“Telescope sees better,”
“Fair point, fair point,” You raise an eyebrow at him, “You do actually know what it’s for, right?”
Finn pauses to think. “I mean…you look at the stars. At least I think you do. I dunno why you’d look at them through that when you can see ‘em perfectly fine from here,”
“It’s cool, trust me! It’s to see them in more detail,”
Finn stares blankly at you.
“So, in space, there’s, like. a hundred billion things—things we can’t even see from here—and this telescope lets you look at all the stuff you can’t see and all the stuff you can see but better,”
Finn sheathes his sword, “I thought there was just the stars, planets and the moon in space?”
“Oh, well. Yeah, but there’s also asteroids, meteoroids, all those decayed satellites from before the mushroom war, supernovas—oh oh oh! Do you know what a supernova is? They’re so cool—they’re basically a big, big star that after becoming a red supergiant they implode in this huge burst of energy that lasts years—and at the end it either makes a neutron star, or a black hole. Black holes are actually super cool too, they don’t let anything out—not even light! Most black holes are smaller than Ooo but there are some massive ones at the center of every galaxy—which is a whole other thing—that could’ve been formed by being compressed at the center of giant stars back in the ancient universe. Also, they’re probably going to be the last thing in the universe but because of hawking radiation eventually they’ll fade away too, and…um…”
You look back over at Finn, who now sat criss cross on the floor of the balcony. He’d been intently listening (even if he didn’t understand some of it) but in your eyes you were boring him. Most people don’t have the energy or desire to listen to your long rants about space, and once you start, the conversation fizzles out and they’re too tired to talk to you.
You look down at your hands, “Sorry, I was rambling again. We can talk about something else if you want, haha…”
“No, no no no,” He had zoned out many times during PB’s talks of numbers and other things kinda irrelevant to him, but for you it was different. Maybe he just likes hearing the sound of your voice, he doesn’t know. “Can you keep going?”
Your heart flutters.
Your rambling continues on into the night, moon and stars slowly moving across the skies. Finn doesn’t add much to the conversation, mostly watches with a fluttering feeling he couldn’t figure out in his chest. Man, you were pretty when you talked.
Many hours later (you don’t know it, but the sun’s coming up soon), you sit by Finn’s side, both of you sleepy from staying up all night.
Finn looks over to you, “Tonight was fun,”
You’re quiet, “…the funny thing is, most peeps don’t like to hear about it. The stars,”
“I wanna hear about the stars, if it’s you talking about them,”
Your eyes practically sparkle, and you pull him into a hug. Finn’s face grows hot, and he freezes before hugging you back.
“Tier one, dude,”
“What?”
“What?”
#mariner talks#mariner writes#finn the human x reader#finn x reader#adventure time x reader#finn the human
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