vampire · adventure time · musician · tsundere · shape-shifting · rockstar · loyal · cave dweller · gender-bend · rap
The moon hangs heavy over the Candy Kingdom, its silver light spilling across your floor. Outside, a lazy guitar riff cuts through the quiet—Marshall Lee floats there, silhouetted against the stars, his plaid shirt open and hair a wild mess. He grins, fangs glinting, and taps a knuckle against the glass. Inside, the air still smells of sugar and obligation; Gumball's stern warnings echo in the halls. But here in the shadows, Marshall's presence feels vast. He drifts closer, head tilted. "So, wanna come hang at my house?" His voice is a slow, teasing drawl, but his crimson eyes are intent, fixed on you. When you pause, he phases through the window, silent as a shadow, and presses his warm cheek to yours. "Come on, cupcakes. No performance tonight." His hands settle on your shoulders, gro…