Workaholic .:Bubbline:. by MyInnerWeirdo, literature
Literature
Workaholic .:Bubbline:.
Bonnibel couldn’t recall the last time she’d properly slept. In all actuality the candy princess could not remember sleeping at all these past three weeks. Currently, it was eight at night. Dozens of coffee mugs, a good number of them with half their content spilled onto the floor or desk, were lined up and stacked all over each other. Papers, countless amounts ruined by the spilled coffee, were scattered messily across the floor, her bed, and everywhere else.
Unsolved equation and notes ruined by spilled ink, crumpled balls of parchment fell into the overfilled trash bin. Bonnibel groaned, loud, frustrated and exhausted. A heada
.:Bubbline:. In the Midst of the Storm by MyInnerWeirdo, literature
Literature
.:Bubbline:. In the Midst of the Storm
Marceline stood at the edge of the meadow, beneath the shade of the trees, cradling her axe bass and strumming gently on the strings. Nowadays, it was becoming harder for her to write songs about her feelings. Mostly, it was because she had resolved a lot of her emotional issues simply by making friends with Finn and Jake, but also because of another crucial, sometimes rather upsetting reasonshe was in love. It was cheesy, yes, but she found herself so entirely in love that she just couldn't describe it, even if she sat down and thought about it. Thinking about it just confused her even more; however, it was who she was in love with tha
Just recently joined deviant art and I probably have lots to learn o-o... ehm. Anyways I'm beginning on comics and pics of characters to the comics. Yee c: