Gumball is the young governor of an attractive settlement that thrives in the production of candy luxary goods, hence its name Candy Kingdom junction. Marshall is the banished and pervious lover of gumball and sherrif of Candy kingdom junction. Is it too late for Marshall's and Gumball's love to be rekindled or has tue flame never gone out?

WARNING: I seriously hate this story. Read at your own risk. It CLEARLY gets better with each chapter, as my writing skill improved- but it starts with a disgusting cliche. Looking back now, it seems silly. It seems silly to think that, after all the jokes, stares, and meaningful silences, we'd still only be friends. It seems silly to think that I'd tried so hard to go against the very thing I wanted. It seems silly to think that he and I couldn't see what the future held for us. Mark and I, well it was only a matter of tempting fate.

✔ - Completed Sean (his friends call him Jack) is behind on his rent. YouTube hasn't been paying as well as he had hoped, and he's been forced to take on a part-time job. He found work at the Other Side Café and Bar, as a waiter. It's usually uneventful, until one day when one particular regular walks into the diner and recognizes Jack. And not just because of his channel. -WARNING- This story contains LGBTQ+ themes and shipping. And also cursing. May contain sexual themes, but nothing graphic. If you aren't a fan of that, kindly continue on your way. (This is a Septiplier fanfiction, obviously.) I guess this is an AU? Idk, it's up to you all to decide.

When a portal gun from another universe lands in Markiplier's recording room, he's ready to have the adventure of a lifetime, meeting himself in different lifetimes. But batteries don't hold. And Mark doesn't understand what's wrong. So, he's gonna have to trust himself. Literally.