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 Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2014 9:47 am
Bubba's face reddened more, and he immediately stopped laughing as Marshall told him he was gorgeous. Instead of the grin he had on, it had melted into a shy smile. "Uh...thanks," he mumbled nervously then cleared his throat.
"So, um...is there anything fun to do around here? I mean, other than drink disgusting, magical goop and storm out dramatically. And, of course, falling off of a person...who happens to be floating above the bed so you have further to fall to the floor. Can't forget that," he tried to joke, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly as he glanced around the small kitchen, looking anywhere but at Marshall Lee.
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2014 11:50 pm
Marshall chuckled a little bit as Gumball blushed again. He looked so adorable when he blushed since it seemed to bright up so well on his pink flesh. The color was this vivid, deep cherry red that flourished from the even tone of bubblegum colored skin. It somewhat reminded Marshall of the days that he spent living on his own as a child. He spent a good amount of time living out in this meadow that the sunset turned this warm pink color in evening time. It was pretty normal except during the spring time, the meadow grew these beautiful red tulips. Those tulips turned the ordinary meadow into something sensational, and Marshall would make time everyday to watch the sunset against those tulips. It was probably one of the most feminine things he did throughout his entire lifetime, but Marshall couldn't help but to appreciate the beauty.That feeling... the need to appreciate the beauty was the same feeling that swelled in him as he looked at Bubba blushing.
"There is lots to do around here, if you want, we can watch a movie. I have heat signature upstairs if that appeals to you, or I can play my guitar for you, or whatever," Marshall Lee answered the other as he pushed off of the counter he had leaned up against, and moved into his living room. His guitar was currently leaning up again the old, green couch. Instinctively, he reached for the red object of his pride and joy and strummed it gently for a moment.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 10:56 am
Bubba hummed in thought as Marshall strummed his guitar. He looked over the vampire holding the instrument, and couldn't help but think that Marshall looked completely content with the world with that piece of music in his arms. It made Bubba smile, gaze softening as he looked on at him. Bubba wanted to feel that contentment that Marshall radiated. He just didn't know what he could do to make it happen.
"Can you teach me how to play?" he blurted out before he could stop himself. He made a face at himself, scowling a bit as he asked himself where the hell that came from. He looked back over at Marshall, who was now looking back at him, and gave him a little smile then looked down shyly. "I mean, maybe if I know why it makes you so happy to have your guitar, then I can figure out what makes me feel the same way. I guess."
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2015 5:36 pm
Marshall's eyes snapped back up to Bubba as soon as he asked Marshall that question. He wasn't completely sure if the other was joking or actually serious. In no world, this one or the 50th Dead World did he actually think that the Prince Gumball, of all people, would ask him that question. He was so uptight and ridged that Marshall wasn't even sure if he could properly strum the thing. Seeing the genuine look on the other's face though, Marshall's shock dissipated. For a moment there, the vampire could have swore that even Bubba was surprised at what came out of his mouth, but Marshall couldn't have been sure since he only saw the face for a second. With nothing by the smile small to go off of, Marshall accepted the offer.
"...Uhh, sure, I guess, I mean, no offense, but you don't really seem like the guitar type. Not that, not being a guitar type is a bad thing and all, it's just not something for everyone, you know?" Marshall tried before he glanced away and rubbed the back of his neck with one hand. Geez, he was messing this up big time. "But, regardless, I can still teach you," He said after a moment before he floated over to the couch. "it's easier to learn if you sit and play at first," Marshall informed the other before he floated crossed legged just inches about the couch cushion with the guitar in his lap.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2015 11:58 am
Bubba scowled a little when Marshall said he didn't seem like the guitar type. He huffed and followed him to the couch, sitting down beside Marshall. His eyes gazed over the guitar in Marshall's lap and blushed lightly. "I, um... I've never even touched a musical instrument," he said quietly, picking at his nails. "So I don't know if I even have the coordination to play. Maybe I shouldn't try," he said, second-guessing himself now as he sat there beside Marshall, slight frown set on his lips.
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Posted: Tue Apr 14, 2015 9:22 pm
Marshall Lee smiled a warm smile at Gumball and chuckled a little as the pink male started to doubt himself. He was absolutely adorable with the confused, unsure look on his face.... The prince really did try too hard to be put together all the time... Although in that moment, Marshall actually scolded himself mentally a little for thinking PG was adorable. He needed to stop thinking like this. He didn't feel that way about him, so he needed to stop these feelings before they budded into something else. Pushing his inappropriate thoughts away, Marshall insisted the prince try to play anyways and pushed his arms back, so he could put the guitar in his lap. Then the Vampire quickly floated up above the male and positioned his hands to lay correctly on the chords. "Okay, no more negativity, this is an A-chord, Look all you do is press these three fingers down, and then strum them with the other hand, oh umm, here is a pic," Marshall Lee instructed as he guided Gumball along. He had forgotten about getting a pic, so he quickly conjured one up with a whirl of his fingertips. It was a pretty basic black pic since he just need something quick. He had forgotten that beginners need things like pics to help them get use to strumming the right chords.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 11:33 am
Bubba looked down at the guitar in his lap nervously then flushed as Marshall hovered over him and moved his hands into the right positions.
"Oh, um...thanks," Bubba mumbled and took the pic into his fingers. He looked up at Marshall unsurely then back down at the guitar and cautiously strummed a chord. He made a face at the sound and tightened his fingers on the strings, strumming again. This time, a smile slid onto his face as he looked up at Marshall with pride in his eyes.
"Was that right? Did I play it right?" he asked, excitement bubbling into his voice.
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Posted: Tue Apr 21, 2015 9:40 pm
Marshall Lee smiled softly back at Gumball watching him strum the chord. "Yeah, perfect as always, PG," Marshall told him softly before carefully moving the pink male's fingers down on the strings a little into a different chord. "Okay, try this chord, This is the D chord." Marshall instructed him softly as he let his own fingers pull back a little, so they were only lightly hover over the prince's. Marshall almost couldn't hold back his smile of joy as he watched the prince being so bubbly. He couldn't remember the last time that the guy looked so happy. Marshall honestly felt this little bit of pride of making Gumball happy.
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Posted: Wed Apr 22, 2015 2:02 pm
Bubba looked back down at his hands as Marshall positioned them once more, face flushing as his fingers hovered over his own hands. Gob, what was wrong with him? Why was it that every time Marshall got a little too close to him, he felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest.
He continued to strum on the guitar, not really making a tune as Marshall showed him the different chords. Eventually, he actually got fed up with the guitar pic and shoved it into his pocket before trying with just his fingers, which ended up making him smile at the more natural sound and feel of playing.
"I can see why you love your guitar so much," he said softly, eventually slowing his playing to a stop and looking back at Marshall. "It's really relaxing...and sound is so beautiful... Can you play me a song?" he asked suddenly, hope filling his tone.
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Posted: Thu Apr 23, 2015 8:22 pm
Marshall couldn't keep the smile of his face as he watched Gumball slowly start to pick up chord after chord. He seemed to entranced by the sounds that he was making. It made Marshall so excited to see the pink male so relaxed. He was usually so grumpy. Maybe Marshall should get him his own guitar. Marshall actually even had to stop himself from giggling when Gumball got fed up with the pick. Most beginners actually liked the ease of the pick, but Gumball never did like the easy way of things. They both got so caught up in it, it wasn't along before they had been practicing for thirty minutes.
"Yeah, it is the only real way that I can express myself anymore. Music is.... Music, it fills that void in my heart, you know? You probably wouldn't really understand it, but when you have been alive for as long as I have, you lose your humanity, not to mention your sanity, if you don't have an outlet." Marshall Lee told the prince in a soft voice. He was being sincere and showing that he was comfortable being around him now. Although, Marshall was a little more looser than most people, he still didn't really open up to people with his personal biz. He was friendly with them, but he just didn't share a lot of himself. Gumball felt different though. He felt like an input that Marshall could pour himself into... like his music, but as a person. It was definitely different with the prince when he wasn't being a jerk to him.
"Play you a song, huh? Okay, Okay, I'll sing you one that I wrote a really long time ago," Marshall said after a second of giving Gumball a puzzling look.
"In bed, stay in bed,
The feeling of your skin locked in my head
Smoke, smoke me broke
I don't care, I'm down for what you want
Day drunk into the night, wanna keep you here
'Cause you dry my tears
Yeah, summer loving and fights
How it is for us, and it's all because
Now if we're talking body
You got a perfect one, so put it on me
Swear it won't take you long
If you love me right
We stay for life, on and on and on
Now if we're talking body
You got a perfect one, so put it on me
Swear it won't take you long
If you love me right
We stay for life, on and on and on
Love can be love,
Anything you want I'll give it up
Lips, lips are kiss,
Bite me while I taste your fingertips
Day drunk into the night, wanna keep you here
'Cause you dry my tears
Yeah, summer loving and fights
How it is for us, and it's all because
Now if we're talking body
You got a perfect one, so put it on me
Swear it won't take you long
If you love me right
We stay for life, on and on and on
Now if we're talking body
You got a perfect one, so put it on me
Swear it won't take you long
If you love me right
We stay for life, on and on and on"
Marshall Lee's song was sweet with a bit of a acoustic swing. It sounded like it was something he was really attached too, but not like it meant a lot to him right now. It sounded like it was something that brought up a memory that was tragically sad to him. It was quite possible that he wrote it about a past love that he had, but it was hard to tell what emotion the sadness was coming from.
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2015 2:51 pm
By the middle of the song, Bubba felt tears prickling at his eyes. The song was beautiful, and it touched Bubba's heart. Not only did he listen to Marshall's music and lyrics, but the way he sung it. He sung it like he was telling the story of a memory, and it was enchanting.
By the time Marshall finished, Bubba found himself wiping away a stray tear and sniffling a little. His heart felt heavy with the emotion Marshall just conveyed through music, and he was finding it hard to pull himself together as he sat there with a loss for words except,
"That was so beautiful."
He took in a deep, shaky breath and blushed red, looking at Marshall sheepishly as he realized just how overcome he was over one silly song.
"Sorry, um... I don't really know why I'm so emotional right now," he mumbled shyly, looking down at his lap and fiddling with his fingers as he tried to steady his breathing and the thudding of his heart. Maybe it was the way Marshall sang it...the tenor of his voice kind of shook his soul and made his heart clench up until it was almost painful. Glob, what had gotten into him?
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2015 2:42 pm
Marshall gave Bubba a soft, knowing smile. "Hey, it's okay to actually have feelings you know? You don't have have to be the Prince around me, bubs. I like you for you, remember? That is why we are hanging out." Marshall told his new friend as he set his guitar down. The vampire then floated back to the couch and hovered next to Gumball.
He paused for a moment before doing so, but slowly, he found his gray hands reaching out and touching Gumball's face. Carefully, he pulled the prince's face up to look at him. "Why do you feel like you have to be ashamed of your emotions?" Marshall asked softly as he stared into Gumball's eyes. Because Marshall had pulled Gumball's face up towards him. Their faces were much closer than they were before. Now they were maybe only a foot and a half apart.
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UnDeadReaper95 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 10:08 pm
Bubba just shrugged to Marshall's comment about it being okay to have feelings. Of course Bubba knew it was okay to have emotions. He wasn't stupid. He...he knew how emotions worked and...stuff.
He started a little as Marshall grabbed his face, looking up at him with wide eyes, eyes full of what could be considered trust and a little bit of confusion. He swallowed thickly as he gazed into Marshall Lee's eyes, feeling words bubbling out of his mouth before he could stop them.
"Growing up...I never really got the chance to show emotions, so...I never learned how to deal with them. I...It feels foreign to actually let them show, but...it feels so easy to show them around you," he whispered, trembling fingers reaching up and mimicking Marshalls, sliding up to rest on the vampire's cheeks. His thumbs grazed the vampire's cheekbones gently as he unconsciously leaned closer to his friend, feeling his own heart beating heavily in his chest.
"It makes me nervous... Like I don't know what to do with myself... You just...make me feel like I'm going crazy half the time," he murmured as he almost got lost in those crimson eyes, before he came to his senses and pulled away, turning his face from his friend slightly to get out of the trance-like state he had been in.
"I don't understand why I feel so different around you," he said softly, peeking up at Marshall again timidly, blush covering his cheeks.
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Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2015 1:08 am
Marshall was staring into the infinite abyss that was Prince Gumball's eyes. Looking into those baby pink pools was like being able to see a pink nebula spread across the night sky. There was something magical and mysterious about them. It was the kind of beautiful that made you want to forget your own self, just so you could know more about them. Marshall's red eyes, which were honestly probably just a few shades darker than the pink ones Gumball possessed, were captivated by the sight in front of them. Bubba was sitting there in front of him, just inches away. He was confessing that he couldn't be as open with other people. He was confessing that he enjoyed Marshall's company. He was in such a volatile state. Marshall wanted everything for Bubs in that moment.
With Gumball's hands on his cheek, his nose was being completely consumed with the smell of bubblegum. It was sweet and sugary. It reminded Marshall of his childhood, and the warm embraces of his father. He wanted to be filled forever with the sense. If he was completely honest with himself, he was attracted to the prince long before this point, but it wasn't until this moment that he was certain. He wanted to be a part of Bubba's world, and he didn't ever want to leave his presence again.
"Gumball." His voice was soft and low. "Let me show you why..." His voice was lingering in a soothing and enchanting way. His voice was the audio equivalent to the way that smoke slowly billows from lips after a long drag on a cigarette. Slow, soft, and somehow ghostly unattainable. It was calming, despite it's dangerous nature. Then there was the needing pull from the nicotine that possessed a person to keep sucking the smoke into their body.
Marshall's movements were ages long, even though they were mere seconds. It was like both of them were in a trance controlled by the other person. Something was telling them this was a bad idea, but they didn't have control to stop themselves. Seconds passing by, the vampire pressed his lips to the sweet pink lips. They were warm and pulsing with life. Marshall didn't want to leave this moment. He didn't care what happened afterwards. He wanted this.
With his hands still pressed again the flushing light pink flesh, Marshall pulled the other even closer and kissed him harder. It was a fiery passion that Marshall had never experienced. It actually scared him it was so powerful in that moment. It was like a thousand volts of electric with every second he kissed the candy prince. He couldn't process any hope of a thought. Taking a moment to suck air in between his own lips, he felt the other's lips part to match his own. ********, was he about to make out with Gumball? Hell ******** yeah he was. His mind couldn't tell himself no.
Marshall pushed in farther. Now, he was barely floating above Bubs, and his body was pushing the pink frame into the rarely used couch. His slightly colder tongue pushing pass his own lips to taste the heavenly sensation that was Gumball's mouth and lips. It was literally candy on his tongue. He felt like he had reached some level of ascension or maybe even a state of nirvana. The prince was literally igniting something in his soul. His warmth was sinking through Marshall's lips and his hands, and it was infecting his lonely, ancient void. He hadn't experienced anything like this level of contact in centuries.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2015 10:26 pm
"Call me Bubba..," Bubba whispered so softly that it was almost inaudible as Marshall leaned in towards him. It was achingly slow, Marshall's movements, but he honestly hadn't noticed all that much. He was too focused on the mingling of their breaths, the caress of Marshall's fingertips on his warm cheeks.
And then it finally happened, and Bubba simultaneously sighed and moaned in relief as he melted against Marshall. His hands easily slid around Marshall, gripping onto the back of the vampire's head, fingers threaded through his hair. His other arm slithered around Marshall's waist as he pulled him against him, slowly sinking back on the couch.
A chill ran through his body as Marshall's tongue slid through his parted lips. He hummed and groaned into Marshall's mouth as he awkwardly tried to slide his own tongue back without much rhythm. It felt so good to be pressed up against the other male. So much so that he honestly couldn't process what exactly was happening.
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