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🪐 — marceline abadeer / tags.
🪐 — BONNIBEL BUBBLEGUM for marceline !
❝ ────── just one more ingredient and the fast-acting crimsonification agent will be complete! ❞ she announces to no one particular, even as marceline drifts under the candy-striped archway, quiet yes but not unnoticed. she studies the curious and bubbling liquid as she awaits the vampire to waft closer. patiently, she hums, allowing eyes to squint as she feels the frigid breeze of marceline’s shoulder approach, always the curious one watching from the safety bubblegum’s shoulder. ❝ just one…more ────── ❞ she strains to remain collected, to no give away her following intention as an arm sneaks behind her hovering guest and plucks a thick raven strand right from it’s root. quickly, bonnibel tosses the strand into thick fluid, watching as it transforms to a swirling sworm of grey and dust to a glistening silver, and finally a vivid red ― ❝ perfect! and just in time too! ❞
HUNGER WAS INTIMATELY FAMILIAR to marceline. it had dogged her heels ever since she was a child in a city torn apart by the mushroom wars, scrounging for a dented can or an unlucky squirrel for her every meal. but after being bitten by the vampire king, hunger had felt different, like it had grown fangs. & it wasn’t dinged up cans of soup that she craved. red red red was her need now. & if she didn’t get it, the consequences were fast & severe. if her control frayed too thin, her features would contort into those of the nightosphere, batlike & demonic. & she would lose herself to it, do anything for it. but bonnibel would never let it get that far. she was far smarter than marceline, & she always had an answer for everything. of course, the vampire queen could always pull some of the beautiful magenta flush from her candy-pink face in an emergency & leave them both paler for it, but still alive. ❝ don’t exaggerate, we still have a few hours at least before i went after all your cherry-flavored citizens. ❞ she drifted a few inches off the ground, her eyes wide & black as a void as they observed the swirling cauldron that had swallowed up her strand of hair. ❝ so uh, should i just drink that, or are you gonna use it to turn something else red for me ? ❞ she knows from experience that with bonnibel, one should never assume anything was simple.