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#where the whole simon ice king thing came from ice king knowing a marceline song despite them never having met at that point in the show
planetamarte · 1 year
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oh i love how mlp s4 started out i really did love twilicorn actually. castle mane-ia is such a silly episode i love how the show went from awkward bits of not knowing exactly what it wanted to be to embracing itself and taking something previously mentioned offhandedly and turning it into a whole Thing
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redrobin-detective · 6 months
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the things we lost to the ice
It didn't quite sink in until Gunter put on the crown and became an Ice... something that it was all over. He was back as himself, with his body and brain and awkward personality, permanently. It didn't feel like last time, like each breath was bringing him closer to his last. Simon was also somehow back in his old favorite suit, with its worn elbows and his glasses clean and unbroken. He even couldn't feel the crown whispering in the back of his mind anymore. It was as GOLB had taken him back to just moments before he'd worn the crown for the first time, intending to tease Betty.
Oh Betty.
"Hey so uh, who are you?" Simon looked up from the rock Marcy had set him on to see Flame Princess staring at him curiously. Right she was... literally made of fire. He knew that, Simon blinked. Wait he did actually, his brain retained lots of facts about Ooo and it's people. It was his or, well, Ice King's personal experiences that felt fuzzy. "Because you came out of the GOLB thing together with Finn but I've never seen you before. Marceline seemed to know you though." She tilted her head and frowned, "Finn told me he was the last human, was that another lie?"
"Get away from him!" He heard Marcy screech as she rocketed over from where she'd been talking to Bubblegum and some other candy people. Her arm wrapped protectively around him, her sharp nails digging into his clothes and her batlike face pressed against his own. Her skin was cold like death. He hated how he tensed with instinctual fear at having a predator so close. This was his Marcy, his precious little girl. She was different than he remembered but she loved him, she wouldn't hurt him. He clenched his fists so they didn't shake.
"Hey Marcy! Don't worry, F.P. is cool!" Finn shouted, galloping over with a big grin on his face. "Oh man, so much just happened but Simon are you back-back, like for realsies? That is so math!" Finn hug tackled him and Marcy.
"Still waiting on an explanation," Flame Princess grumbled.
"So she actually got you free, how joyous," Magic Man -no, Normal Man- said with a small smile but his eyes were sharp. "I suppose the power of GOLB is the only thing strong enough to undo elemental wish magic. Congratulations, Ice King, welcome back to reality."
"Wait Ice King?" Flame Princess gaped and Simon realized that -with the major world ending threat neutralized - they were now the center of attention. It's only just occurring to him that his window to divorce himself completely from Ice King and pretend he was someone else was about to close forever. Just like the chance to hold Betty in his arms again.
"Yea!" Finn explained, wrenching around to address Flame Princess and gagging Simon by putting him in a headlock. "It's a long story -seriously long, he's like over a thousand years old or something- but Simon put on the crown only he didn't know it was hecka cursed. It possessed him and piloted his body like a meat puppet, turning him into Ice King and made him act all Banaynay."
"It took him a while for him to become Ice King though," Marcy said, shifting Simon slightly out of Finn's grip so she was hugging him from behind with her chin propped on his head. "He rescued me when I little before I was bit by the Vampire King. Simon took care of me after the world ended, he even showed me the basics of playing guitar." She nuzzled him and gave him a gentle squeeze, "I missed you so much, you have no idea."
"I missed you too, Sweet Girl," he murmured back. He'd been here the whole time but at the same time, been very far away. There's hazy memories of this older Marceline, her songs echoing somewhere in his head. Mostly he remembers her frowning over whatever crazy thing Ice King had been doing at the time.
"Whoa, you taught Marcy! I had no idea you were so musical," Finn shouted before looking thoughtful. "Well I guess IK used to play on his drums or his keyboard a lot now that I think about it." He smiled, a goofy teenage smile despite the missing teeth and scars from numerous adventures. "I guess you weren't totally gone."
"It doesn't justify the constant harassment and kidnapping of innocent Princesses," Bubblegum said primly.
"Bonnibel," Marcy growled.
"But I'm willing to forgive past grievances so long as it doesn't happen again. You are, after all, practically a new man." Bubblegum noted. "I presume it was born out of subconscious desire to find Betty again, the crown fixating on that desperation for love. Of course, Betty is gone now so it's all rather a moot point, isn't it?"
"Bonnie, seriously, now is not the time," Marcy warned. The fresh reminder of Betty's sacrifice, the permanence of it hit him again. Insanity had overwhelmed his depression and loneliness and loss of identity, redirected it. Now nothing could distract him from that sucking chest wound of loss threatening to consume him.
"Uhhh hey Simon!" Finn interrupted with a manic smile. "Can't wait to learn all about human stuff from you! I bet you can even teach the Islanders a thing or two, pretty sure they've forgotten what it's like to be human. But you know all sorts of humany stuff I bet. It's gonna be awesome learning where I come from." Good lord, was someone going to love and support this beautiful child or was it up to him again?
Finn reached out with his remaining hand and grabbed one of Simon's own, lacing them together. Simon jolted and looked at their conjoined hands before spreading their palms and fingers together. His pinky finger only met empty air.
"Oh my god Finn, have you only ever had four fingers?" He balked. Ice King's memories weren't that reliable, he couldn't actually recall.
"Don't you mean glob and uh yeah, that's the normal amount I think," Finn shrugged, squinting at Simon's pinky. "What do you need that extra one for anyhow? Does it have special powers or something?"
"Yeah, I always thought that was weird," Jake said from somewhere behind Finn. "Marcy has an extra one too, figured it was just how things were before the Mushroom War."
"It was actually a nuclear holocaust that wiped out pretty much all life on earth and mutated the rest beyond recognition but sure," Simon said with a hysterical edge in his voice as the weight of his situation pressed down on him.
He was a thousand years removed from the world he knew, a world that now only existed as ruins or twisted, funhouse mirror replicas. Simon was totally alone, the only person who remembered the way things were before. Marcy was here but she'd made the journey through time naturally, she'd adapted and likely forgotten. He no longer had magic and, without it, he wouldn't be allowed into Wizard City. The Ice Kingdom was now Gunter's and the humans of the future have changed in ways he could hardly recognize.
Sometimes the past is a different country, sometimes it's a black hole taking everything down with it.
"Hey dude, you've probably gotta use the bathroom like super bad," Jake said as he broke through the crowd. He gently manhandled Simon away from the well meaning arms of people who were both dear loved ones and strangers all at once. "You haven't whizzed as yourself in like a million years, we better find a place to get your man biz done."
"Wait but-" Marcy said reaching out but Bubblegum grabbed her hand and pulled her away. The rest of the onlookers slowly backed off, going back to the post fight cleanup. As Jake led him away, he made brief eye contact with Normal Man who'd once been a magical god and was now just a man. Simon would probably have out and out collapsed if Jake wasn't steadying him.
"Look, we're just gonna walk away and when we round this corner where no one can see, I'll leave you alone to do whatever you need to do." Jake soothed. "I can hold off Marcy and Finn for maybe 10 minutes, 12 tops. You focus on your breathing and if you gotta hurl, just do it, holding it in jacks you all up." He lowered Simon to the ground once they were out of sight. Simon immediately went into the fetal position.
"You're good at this," Simon noted even as the stress and panic and misery washed over him. He pushed his glasses up into his hair and buried his face in his knees. Jake rubbed his shoulders, it felt good, grounding.
"I've talked Finn through a lot of these episodes before, the kid's been through a lot. You have that in common. You and Finn might have some different physical traits but you're both human. You just had a lot of junk thrown at you so you don't need to figure it all out now. That's what the rest of your life is for. I'll keep the worry squad off your back as long as I can. Take it easy, Simon but, either way, you gotta take it."
Jake went back to the crowd leaving only his wisdom. He was right, no matter how miserable or overjoyed he was over the circumstances, this is the way the dice fell. He had no choice but to take it, to use Betty's sacrifice on his behalf to do whatever he wanted with his remaining time. And he was mortal now, time affected him once more so he had to learn quick.
He had no idea what he would do or even who this new Simon Petrikov, PhD student and aspiring antiquarian was. Just being able to think coherently and regulate his words and actions was a strange miracle he hadn't fully digested yet. Things would be okay, he would be happy once more but, for now, he thought it was okay to sit here in the dirt and cry for everything he'd lost to the ice.
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themangledsans0508 · 3 years
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Bad Days
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Summary: Sometimes Marceline had bad days. Sometimes they were because of arguments. Sometimes she just needed to vent to her girlfriend about it.
Words: 1201, Oneshot
Warnings: None
Characters: Bonnibel Bubblegum, Marceline Abadeer, Lumpy Space Princess (mentioned)
Ships: Bubbline 
Additional Tags: ranting to gf, mild hurt/comfort
Sometimes Marceline had bad days.
The door opened and slammed shut, the vibrations sending shock-waves through the house that made the pictures sway. Bonnie looked up from the treaty she had been drafting, setting it on the table in front of her.
“Marcy?” There was a groan in return. That wasn’t a good sign. She got up from her seat, pushing her chair back in so that it wouldn’t drive her mad later.
Marceline’s ears were back. Her dark crimson eyes were sad and angry, her hair loosely dangling around her face like a cloak. Her fingers were curled into fists, her lips turned downwards into a frown with her fangs peeking out. Her stature was similar to that of a toddler who had gotten into an argument and was told: “you’re stupid.”
“‘Just keep LSP distracted,’ they told me. ‘Make sure she doesn’t get in the way of Finn’s date,’ they told me. They never warned me that she would kill a man to get some good gossip!” Marceline shouted. Bonnie gently pushed her hair back behind her ears so she could see her face better.
“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked softly. Marceline sighed.
“I guess.” She threw herself down on the couch, bouncing slightly when she hit the cushions. Bonnie sat beside her with her hands neatly folded in her lap. “I don’t know where to start. It isn’t even that big a deal.”
“Start from the beginning, for a bit of context,” she suggested.
“Okay, beginning. You remember when Jake called me a few days ago asking for a favour? Well, he wanted me to make sure that Lumpy Space Princess didn’t get all up in Finn’s business. Apparently, he was going on a date, and LSP was basically dying to find out with who. Don’t know why she cares so much, she said it was the “tea” right now and she “needed to know who landed the hunk.” Sucks for her because even I don’t know who Finn went out with, Jake wouldn’t even tell me if it was a guy or girl or other. No species, age, or kingdom. I even tried to bribe him.”
“Maybe he wants to wait a bit before he makes it official. Also, he might be worried that you’d harass whoever he’s interested in.”
“Why would I do that?” Marceline asked. Bonnie twirled her hair.
“You’re like his big sister, and you’re kind of protective. Plus, you have the potential to tell me, and the whole Flame Princess break-up was kind of my fault in a way,” she explained.
“I wouldn’t get involved unless he gets himself in trouble. The kid has to learn somehow, and he won’t learn a thing if we try to protect him from everything.”
“He’s severely traumatized. I think protecting him is understandable,” Bonnie stated.
“I meant in the department of love. It’s best for him to figure out as a teenager just like all other teenagers. Can I continue my story?”
“Of course.”
“Okay, so LSP somehow found out about the date and we ran into each other just outside of Lumpy Space. She was going on and on about how she had to know and I was trying to tell her that no, she didn’t need to know because I didn’t need to know. Then she tried to say that I know nothing about love because I’m, and I quote, “fucking the most stuck-up bitch in all of Ooo and probably everywhere else” which, no, I’m not, and it kind of pissed me off. So maybe I said something insulting her taste in men and then she came for my music. For a girl who acted like a die-hard fan, that was surprising. She also called me a “punk-ass whore” whose only call to fame was “having a daddy that controlled all demons.” Plus some other low swings at my style and life along with more digs at you that may or may not have started a fistfight.”
“You got in a fistfight,” Bonnie repeated.
“Yeah. Obviously, I won. But I am now a wanted woman in Lumpy Space. Worth it but damn some of the things she said stung. I’m also fuming because of what she said about you, since calling you a stuck-up bitch was probably the best of everything she said.”
“Are you still angry and upset, or just upset, or just angry?” Bonnie asked. Marceline thought for a moment.
“Mostly upset, but also angry. Because first off, she doesn’t know you, she knows Princess Bubblegum. The professional. And if she wants to call you names then I have some choice ones for her. Second, I put my heart and soul in my music and I know I have fans, and every song is from my emotions and for some little shit to insult it without even thinking about that is an offence to every musician out there. Third, my dad is the only reason I’m famous? I’m the fucking vampire queen, proud musician, half-demon, a survivor of the Mushroom War, a survivor of the Gum War, slayer of dragons and vampires, former caretaker of the Ice King, the girlfriend of the Princess of the Candy Kingdom, a partner in crime with Finn the Human and Jake the Dog, and so much more! Her only claim to fame is harassing people, being a royal runaway, and a general problem.” Marceline huffed. “She went straight for my pride and it took a hit.”
“Well, you obviously know that she was so wrong about those two things. Insults coming from Lumpy Space Princess mean nothing to me because she’s had it out for me for years. But you are the best musician in Ooo, although I may be a bit biased,” Bonnie reassured. Marceline chuckled.
“More than a bit.”
“Hush, you. You are also a hero in general since you failed to mention that. You have saved my life on many an occasion, as well as the boys, Simon, the Candy Kingdom as a whole, and all the humans on Ooo. LSP doesn’t know what she’s talking about.” Bonnie pulled Marceline into a hug where she lingered. She ran her fingers through her thick black hair, working through the knots.
“How do you always calm me down?” she questioned.
“I don’t. You talk through how you’re feeling. It has nothing to do with me.”
“It has everything to do with you. You listen to me. If we were still fighting, I probably would’ve razed a village by now.”
“Those villagers should thank me then,” Bonnie joked. Marceline took a deep breath.
“Thank you. For just being there for me,” she murmured.
“Thank you for defending me. Just know you don’t have to, it’s the burden of being a ruler.”
“You don’t have to support me but here we are.”
“I don’t have to, but I will because I love you,” Bonnie reasoned.
“I love you too. So much. You’re a blessing.”
“That’s a bit much, I’m just a bubblegum person.”
“My bubblegum person.”
“That is true. Are you feeling better?”
“Yes. Thanks to you.” She grabbed Bonnie's hand and ran her fingers over her knuckles. "Always thanks to you."
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helihi · 6 years
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The Adventure Continues...
Aventure Time wasn’t my childhood.
I was 15 when it came out, and I didn’t watch it then.
The promos at that time didn’t make it seem interesting. To me it was just a show about a boy and a magic dog saving a princess from an evil dude. It sounded boring and very uncreative, plus, like the little arrogant teen I was, I thought the lack of proportions and noodle arms/legs somehow made the show less valid.
However, one day I found out Olivia Olson, the voice of Vanessa Doofenshmirtz, played a character in the show. I love the way Olivia sings, and I could and can listen to her for hours. So, I decided to watch only the episodes where Marceline showed up.
Boy, am I glad I did that.
Two episodes in, I realized I really liked the show; the style, the characters, the comedy, everything. I fell in love with Adventure Time just after watching Evicted! and Henchman. Those aren’t even close to the best episodes of the show, and yet they captured me in such a way I had to watch AT as a whole.
There are many things I want to thank Adventure Time and its crew for: this show has made me laugh countless times (and has the only fart joke I will ever accept: the one where Jake farts at the end of an episode after spending the whole time in Finn’s shirt pocket), it made me cry (I Remember You kills me even to this day),  it had songs that got stuck in my head for years (Bacon Pancakes and I’m just your problem), it has some of the best comedic characters I’ve seen (LSP and Lemongrab steal the show), it has characters that are develop no matter how minor and secondary they might seem at first, it taught me about world building, it gave me a million reasons to why I should keep drawing and...
It also taught me about myself.
It was 2011, and I remember back then, while browsing on dA, I learned that the major ships were Fubblegum and Finnceline. Back then, I didn’t like any of them, and whenever I was forced to choose, I just shrugged it off and said “Finnceline” without feeling good about myself.
I didn’t ship Fubblegum. Finn was too immature for someone like PB, and it almost seemed too forced. Well, except for that one episode where PB is a kid.
I didn’t ship Finnceline. Marceline didn’t seem too mature for Finn, but she was clearly carrying some serious baggage, and I didn’t feel like a kid like Finn could  match that, regardless of his age.
I was raised in a catholic environment. My only interactions with anything not-straight was through Yaoi. As fetishizing as it was/is, it was/is a common discovery for any young girl who watches anime. Back then, I didn’t think there was a third option to the whole Bubblegum/Finn/Marceline discourse.
I didn’t hate Finnceline or Fubblegum. I never attacked anyone for shipping them. I just... I just felt empty... Like... Something Was Missing.
Go with Me didn’t feel out of the ordinary when it aired. It came and went, and when I finally got to watch it, I didn’t expect much: just an episode where Finn wants to ask a clearly uninterested PB out (how boring).
Then, Marceline showed up.
With an exchange of two words, two names to be exact, my whole world changed:
We learned PB’s first name. We learned that PB and Marceline knew each other. You could feel even the tension, you could see it: there was history between them, and Marceline... Marceline wasn’t being a good friend who didn’t know who Finn was trying to impress, Marceline was sabotaging Finn.
I remember, at the time, the Finnceline fans used this as proof of Marcie being jealous and purposefully ruining things so Finn would go out with her instead of PB, but that— that was completely wrong: when they actually go out, Marceline makes a joke about “no tongue” and then has fun with Finn in the most platonic way possible.
That episode opened my eyes. The third option to the discourse appeared: Bubbline, and most importantly, I became attached to something that I didn’t know meant so much to me.
Figuring out one’s sexuality is a mess, specially when you are raised in a conservative environment where “we don’t talk about those things” or “God doesn’t want that”.
Bubblegum and Marceline were, somehow, a way to learn about myself.
When What Was Missing came out, I was vibrating with excitement. What I saw on Go with Me wasn’t just a hunch, it was there! The subtext, the everything! I told my brother they were going to become canon!
Then Mathematical! got shut down... It felt horrible, and somehow it made Bubbline more valid. The subtext was really there.
7 years have passed, and I promised my brother that if they explicitly confirmed Bubbline, I would do a victory dance, and yesterday... I got to do so.
Nobody can take this from me, from us. As stupid as getting excited for a cartoon same sex couple might be, it isn’t. Bubbline means so many things to me, specially the fact that I’m valid.
I love the finale.
I love how LSP and Lemongrab continued being hysterical to the end. I love how BMO continued being so fun and cute. I love how they resolved many of the character’s arcs, specially Fern’s and PB’s. I loved how they integrated a dream sequence and made me question if I was high with how crazy and psychological it was. I loved Betty and Simon’s bitter sweet ending. I loved how Gunther turned into the new Ice King.
I love how, after years of build up, Marceline and Bubblegum get to be together again.
I’m going to miss this show. I’ll miss the mini series. I’ll miss it’s characters and themes. I’m going to miss the times I spent obsessing over the show, and watching it with my siblings.
But I’m glad it ended this way, on it’s own terms (kinda).
Thank you.
Thank you to every single crew member that was part of the Adventure Time crew, even if they weren’t there by the end.
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