#Oh my god clowns are just like wine

[southern-fried-simpin]

Imagine trying to tell Buggy that he’s actually really cute and attractive

Because, good lord his self esteem is at the bottom of the east blue

Buggy x fem!reader

“You really don’t get it do you?”

“Get what?!” Buggy snapped.

“OhmyGAWD”, you huffed, “you’re so insecure about your n- one stupid, little thing that you really have no idea how many women would want to bang you!”

“WHAT DID YOU JUST FU…cking…say…huh?” Anger turned to confusion as he turned to you, barely lowering the dagger that was now pointed toward your face.

“You’re hot , plus, I can guarantee you that there’s probably a clown fetish community out there somewhere and you look like you would be very fun to top so yeah.”

The poor man looks at you, absolutely flabbergasted. Then his eye began to twitch, probably a sign he was short circuiting. Meanwhile, you just looked on at him waiting for whatever was coming next.

Finally, Buggy took a deep breath and pointed an accusatory finger towards you as he opened his mouth….only for nothing to come out, save for a choked whimper. He quickly cleared his throat in a poor attempt to cover it up but you knew better.

“Y-HmmnNNGDammit you can’t just…!”

He growled in frustration, his face a shade of red so deep it almost matched his nose. You, however, just stood there grinning at him.

Before he could say anything, you pushed the hand holding the dagger aside.

“Can’t what, Captain? Tell you how cute you are? How I bet you make the most adorable little noises?” You giggled.

Buggy’s mouth was agape, eyes wide and looking terrified yet desperate. He was like a puppy wanting attention, but not wanting it enough to behave.

Finally the clown regained his composure and yanked you forward with the dagger now pressing dangerously against your neck.

“If this is your way of trying to not get taken prisoner…” a sadistic grin crept onto his lips.

“Ya gotta another thing coming.”

You threw your head back and groaned.

How? How, how in the hell can he be so damn dense?!

“Oh my GOD, you can’t take a fucking hint can you?! I’M NOT TRYING TO ESCAPE, I’M TRYING TO GET LAID!!!”

You stomped past him as he sputtered and almost tripped over himself chasing you.

“Now hold on one second-“

“Nuh-uh you’re not getting it that easily after you threatened me, your ass is gonna have to take me out to dinner first, and then maybe, maybe I’ll think about it!” You turned on your heel and continued to stomp off.

Buggy smirked before following you. That attitude of yours just sealed the deal and, Oh Christ, you look so pretty when you get mean! He’s made up his mind, he’s wining and dining you tonight, and he’s going to make sure you feel like a queen!

“Yes, Ma’am~” he says as he catches up to you and places his hand on the small of your back.

[munchmemes]

taylor swift lyrics, the tortured poets department edition, part two

guilty as sin?

▸ my boredom's bone-deep. ▸ am i allowed to cry? ▸ i'm seeing visions, am i bad? or mad? or wise? ▸ one slip and i'm falling back into the hedge maze. ▸ oh, what a way to die. ▸ i keep recalling things we never did. ▸ how i long for our trysts. ▸ how can i be guilty as sin? ▸ i keep these longings locked inside a vault. ▸ someone told me there's no such things as bad thoughts, only your actions talk. ▸ they're gonna crucify me anway. ▸ what if they way you hold me is actually what's holy? ▸ i choose you and me religiously.

who's afraid of little old me?

▸ the "who's who?`" of "who's that?" is poised for the attack. ▸ you don't get to tell me about 'sad'. ▸ if you wanted me dead, you should've just said. nothing makes me feel more alive. ▸ who's afraid of little old me? you should be. ▸ the scandal was contained, the bullet had just grazed. ▸ at all costs, keep your good name. ▸ you don't get to tell me you feel bad. ▸ is it a wonder i broke? ▸ let's hear one more joke. then we could all just laugh until i cry. ▸ i was tame, i was gentle till the circus life made me mean. ▸ they say they didn't do it to hurt me but what if they did? ▸ i want to snarl and show you just how disturbed this has made me. ▸ you wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me. ▸ isn't that what they all said? that i'm fearsome and i'm wretched and i'm wrong. ▸ you lured me and you hurt me and you taught me. ▸ you caged me and then you called me crazy. ▸ i am what i am 'cause you trained me.

i can fix him (no really i can)

▸ the jokes that [you/they] told across the bar were revolting and far too loud. ▸ they shake their heads, saying "god help [them]" when i tell 'em you're the one. ▸ i can fix him, no really i can. and only i can. ▸ i could see it from a mile away. ▸ you had a halo of the highest grade, you just hadn't met met yet. ▸ come close, i'll show you heaven if you'll be an angel all night. ▸ trust me, i can handle me a dangerous [man/woman].

loml

▸ we were just kids, babe. ▸ i don't mind, it takes time. ▸ i thought i was better safe than starry-eyed. ▸ i felt aglow like this. never before and never since. ▸ you and i went from one kiss to getting married. ▸ you said i'm the love of your life about a million times. ▸ a conman sells a fool a get-love-quick scheme. ▸ i felt a hole like this never before and ever since. ▸ what we thought was for all time was momentary. ▸ i wish i could un-recall how we almost had it all. ▸ the coward claimed he was a lion. ▸ i'll still see it until i die. you're the loss of my life.

i can do it with a broken heart

▸ i can show you lies. ▸ i'm a real tough kid, i can handle my shit. ▸ they said 'you gotta fake it 'til you make it' and i did. ▸ you said you'd love me all your life but that life was too short. ▸ i can do it with a broken heart. ▸ i'm so depressed, i act like it's my birthday every day. ▸ i cry a lot but i am so productive, it's an art. ▸ you know you're good when you can even do it with a broken heart. ▸ i can hold my breath, i've been doing it since [you/they] left. ▸ i'm miserable and nobody even knows!

the smallest man who ever lived

▸ was any of it true? ▸ now you know what it feels like. ▸ i don't miss what we had. ▸ in public, you showed me off then sank in stoned oblivion. ▸ you didn't measure up in any measure of a man. ▸ were you sent by someone who wanted me dead? ▸ good riddance 'cause it wasn't sexy once it wasn't forbidden. ▸ i would've died for your sins. instead i just died inside. ▸ in plain sight you hid but you are what you did. ▸ i'll forget you but i'll never forgive.

the alchemy

▸ this happens once every few lifetimes. ▸ these chemicals hit me like white wine. ▸ what if i told you i'm back? ▸ the hospital was a drag. worst sleep i ever had. ▸ ditch the clowns, get the crown. ▸ what if i told you we're cool? ▸ honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy? ▸ where's the trophy?

clara bow

▸ all your life, did you know you'd be picked like a rose? ▸ i'm not trying to exaggerate but i think i might die. ▸ this town is fake but you're the real thing. ▸ take the glory, give everything. ▸ promise to be dazzling. ▸ you're the new god we're worshipping. ▸ beauty is a beast that roars down on all fours, demanding more. ▸ it's hell on earth to be heavenly. ▸ them's the breaks, they don't come gently.

[homicidal-slvt]

Your First Valentine's Day Together

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MDNI

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Creepypasta Head-Canons

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GN/Reader

Warnings: None

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Jeff The Killer

Forgot it was valentine's day and last minute grabbed something from the gas station. Thinks most Valentine's stuff is over priced and cheesy anyway.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Y/N." "Is this... A bag of chips..?"

Jane The Killer

Absolutely loves spoiling you and doing cute things for you, so there's a day dedicated to that??? Sign her the fuck up! She arranges to take you to a cute cat cafe and insists on paying for everything, seeing you smile is worth every penny.

"Jane you really didn't have to do all this!" "I just love making you smile."

Nina The Killer

Best. Day. Ever. She will be so excited to surprise you with a bunch of clothes she ordered online that's your style! Doesn't want to get any stereotypical things for you for Valentine's, only stuff she knows you'll enjoy.

"Ahhh! Y/N look at this cute shirt I bought you! I can't wait to see you wear it!~" "Another one???"

Toby Rogers

Is bouncing off the walls excited for Valentine's Day. Is VERY cheesy about it and probably absolutely buries you in every cute stuffed animal he could find. Will curl up and watch cheesy romance movies with you all day while munching on the chocolates he got for you.

"Y/N! Y/N!" "OH MY GOD TOBY IS THAT A GIANT GIRAFFE PLUSHIE?!?"

Clockwork

Teases you if you want to celebrate Valentine's Day, calling it cheesy and too lovey dovey. However secretly she loves it, but she's not going to tell you that- at least not yet. So, you're in charge of planning your date together.

"Oh really? You go for that cheesy crap?" "Come onnn! It will be fun! Please!"

Eyeless Jack

Jack doesn't get many chances to act like just a person anymore, so when Valentine's Day rolls around he wants to take the chance to just act like a normal couple would. He plans a quiet dinner just you two in his room, enjoying feeling human again. Just for today- you are just two people in love.

"Do you like the candles, Y/N?" "I love them. It's perfect."

Laughing Jack

This clown has no earthly idea what he's doing. He just straight up throws you a "Valentine's Party" like it's a birthday. It's sweet though. He's trying his best- even though he invited everyone so you two don't really get any time alone.

"Surprise Y/N!!!" "AH! Is that heart shaped confetti?!?"

Ben Drowned

Simply plans a gaming date for the two of you with lots of gummy worms. This really is just a normal day with him but he claims it's special because he won't hog all the gummies this time.

"C'mon! It'll be fun! Why go out when we can just stay right here?" "Fine... Move over."

Hobo Heart

Tries to plan something special for you two but has no idea what to do. He just wants you to love it! Finally settling on just a nice quiet coffee/tea date with just you and him. Cuddled up in the library reading books.

"Romance or Fantasy, Y/N?" "Why not both?"

Slenderman

Doesn't fully understand the concept of the holiday but isn't going to pass up a chance at treating you. He plans a lovely romantic evening in the underworld with dinner and wine. The man is a complete gentleman.

"Is this alright, Y/N?" "It's wonderful."

Zalgo

You want to spend Valentine's Day? With him? He finds the idea amusing at first but finally gives in, taking you out on the town in the underworld. Showing you off and buying you fancy clothes.

"Everything simply looks stunning on you!~" "Oh hush..."

Nathan The Nobody

He hasn't the faintest clue how to celebrate Valentine's Day with you but he knows he wants too. He simply comes to you and asks what you'd like to do.

"Want to just watch movies together?" "I'd like that very much, Y/N...."

The Puppeteer

Brushes off Valentine's Day. What's the point in something like that? You already have the perfect gift, getting to spend time with him! What more could you want???

"Pup, please!!! I just want to do something fun with you!" "This IS fun!"

Judge Angels

Takes the holiday very seriously, almost too serious! She insists she must make it absolutely perfect for you because you deserve it. Expect a fancy date and lots of dancing lessons, she loves dancing with you.

"Take my hand, Y/N." "You really went all out, didn't you?"

Bloody Painter

He makes you both some tea and you two spend a whole day in his studio. Laughing and cracking jokes while he paints a portrait of you, even offering to give you painting lessons. You just enjoy a lovely date full of giggles and messy paint.

"Aw, Y/N. You got paint on your nose." "Oops-"

Nurse Ann

She doesn't really talk much so she expresses her love for you through lots of hugs and attention. Quality time means the world to her so you two end up in the kitchen cooking together, after all a meal always tastes better if it's made with love.

"....." "I love you too, Ann."

Kate The Chaser

She doesn't exactly celebrate the holiday. She kind of just awkwardly offers you whatever she found in the pantry and hangs out with you for the day. It takes a long time for her to open up.

"Thank you, Kate." "..... No problem."

Homicidal Liu

He loves you dearly and wants you to always know that. He plans a beautiful picnic date at night, that way you two can gaze at the stars and tell each other what you see. Expect a dance in the moonlight, the crickets serving as your symphony. It feels like it's just the two of you in the world.

"This is so beautiful, Liu." "Almost as beautiful as you."

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[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM THE SOPRANOS *  assorted dialogue from the television show, adjust as necessary

i find i have to be the sad clown: laughing on the outside, crying on the inside.

i went ahead and ordered some for the table.

when you're married, you'll understand the importance of fresh produce.

we've got guns here.

he just told you to shut the fuck up.

the things i take pleasure in, i can't do.

don't you ever say you hate life.

oh, poor you!

so what, no fucking ziti now?

you want compromise? how's this?

i'll keep this short and sweet.

you're weak. you're outta control. and you've become an embarrassment to yourself and everybody else.

sometimes it's important to give people the illusion of being in control.

are you in the mafia?

tomorrow i can be on time, but you'll be stupid forever.

let me tell you a couple of three things.

you're not gonna believe this.

a wrong decision is better than indecision.

i'm like king midas in reverse here. everything i touch turns to shit.

if you can quote the rules, then you can obey them.

we're soldiers. soldiers don't go to hell. it's war. soldiers kill other soldiers.

we're in a situation where everyone involved knows the stakes and if you are going to accept those stakes, you've got to do certain things.

there's an old italian saying: you fuck up once, you lose two teeth.

someday soon, you're gonna have families of your own and if you're lucky, you'll remember the little moments like this that were good.

hey, i don't even let anyone wag their finger in my face.

it's good to be in something from the ground floor.

those who want respect give respect.

is this a woman thing? you ask me how i'm feeling, i tell you how i'm feeling, and now you're going to torture me with it.

lately, i'm getting the feeling that i came in at the end. the best is over.

my father was in it. my uncle was in it.

maybe i was too lazy to think for myself.

buy land, 'cause god ain't making any more of it.

i don't care how close you are. in the end, your friends are gonna let you down.

family... they're the only ones you can depend on.

take your hat off.

teddy roosevelt once gave an entire speech with a bullet lodged in his chest. some things are just a matter of duty.

some people are so far behind in a race that they actually believe they're leading.

sometimes we're all hypocrites.

other people's definitions of you, sometimes they're more about making themselves feel better. you gotta define yourself.

people only see what you allow them to see.

death just shows the ultimate absurdity of life.

you know when i was depressed i said i didn't want to live? well, i'll tell you something. i didn't want to die.

that's why dinosaurs don't exist no more.

don't touch that! my program's coming on.

i wish the lord would take me now.

our existence on this earth is a puzzle.

i'm getting my wine in position to throw in your damn face.

[lostfirefly]

Bugust. Day 23. "Jester." Buggy x Reader (you must be surprised that this story is not about Buggy and Catherine 😄), SFW + NSFW, MDNI. English isn't my native language, errors may occur.

"Well, Buggy the Clown, tell me what you saw." You asked, pouring yourself a glass of wine.

"Nothing special. Water and drunk men on a ship." Buggy took a sip of beer, looking at you. "By the way, I brought you a present."

"What kind of present?" You narrowed your eyes and looked around.

The dimly-lit bar was buzzing with the high chatter of patrons and the clinking of glasses as you and Buggy settled into your usual spot, the same table where you had first crossed paths just a couple of months prior. The air was thick with the familiar scent of stale beer and cigarette smoke, but the comfortable atmosphere and the warmth of the amber liquid in your tumblers made it easy to forget the gritty details of the outside world. You sat into the worn, leather-upholstered seats, your eyes met with a familiar spark, the same one that had drawn to this place and to each other in the first place. Without a word, an unspoken understanding passed between you - this was your sanctuary, your secret hideaway where the rest of the world faded away, and it was in this cozy corner that you could be your truest selves.

Buggy pulled a velvet box out of his pocket. "It's just... a trinket. But I thought about you when I saw it."

"You thought about me? I'm impressed. Let's see what's in there." You rubbed your hands together happily and carefully opened the lid. "Oh my God! How beautiful!" You pulled out a blue willow branch barrette.

It was obvious to you that it was no mass-produced accessory, but a unique, handmade piece infused with the character of the tree from which it was born. And Buggy brought it for you.

"Handmade?" You watched him nod. "That's amazing! Thank you so much, Buggy!" You pecked him on his cheek, watching him blush. "You know, I never thought I'd have a pirate friend who would bring me such beauty." You immediately pinned the clip to your hair. "I think it suits me." You giggled.

The hours flew by in a blur of laughter and shared stories in the time you haven't seen each other, and before you knew it, the bartender was calling last orders. Reluctant to part ways, a subtle tension began to build between you and Buggy. You felt it. You saw it. The way his gaze lingered, the gentle brush of his hand against yours - it was electric, undeniable. As you stepped out into the cool night air, the world seemed to narrow to just the two of you, the space crackling with an unspoken, almost magnetic pull.

Buggy may have been a pirate, but he was a gentleman. He walked you home, breaking the growing tension with his stories of his adventures. You couldn't bear the thought of this night ending, not yet, not when there was still so much left unsaid, so many uncharted possibilities waiting to be.

"Thank you for the evening, my genius jester. I haven't laughed so much in a long time. And thanks again for the gift." You lightly punched him in the shoulder as you stood on the porch of your house.

"It was a good thing to do, Y/N." Buggy cleared his throat. "Thank you for the evening, too. I.. I.. I kinda missed our talks."

You noticed. You noticed how his gaze locked with yours, intense and captivating. At that moment, Buggy seemed completely unaware as his hand slowly drifted down, coming to rest gently atop your own. The simple touch sent electric shivers racing through you, emanating from where your skin met, pulsing outward until it felt like the sensation was radiating from your eyes. You were hyper-aware of Buggy's proximity, the warmth of his body drawing you in as if by an invisible force. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as he leaned closer, his movements unhurried yet purposeful. Then, ever so tenderly, Buggy's lips met yours in a kiss that was both achingly soft and charged with an undercurrent of barely-restrained passion.

"Finally!!" You kissed him back with equal passion, running your hands down from his shoulders to his chest.

Buggy chuckled his signature laugh. "And I was about to be sad that I had to give up dessert. This cake is better, Y/N." He whispered through his kisses.

"Agree." Your breath caught in your throat as his hot, insistent lips trailed delicate kisses along the sensitive skin of your neck.

You fumbled with the zipper of your purse, fingers trembling, desperate to find your keys amidst the clutter inside. But your focus was shattered, your thoughts consumed by the pleasure of Buggy's touch. His strong hands grasped your waist, pulling you flush against his firm body, leaving you powerless to resist. The world fell away, narrowing to just the two of you in this heated moment, your inhibitions melting under the scorching intensity of his embrace. Part of you knew you should put a stop to this, that you needed to leave before things went too far. But his mouth on your skin sent electric shocks of desire coursing through your second part of your mind, making rational thought nearly impossible. All you could think about was the tantalizing friction of his body against yours and the urgent need to lose yourself in his passionate kisses.

You opened the door to the house and practically pushed Buggy in.

"You could have kissed me a week ago, idiot." You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him again.

"How was I supposed to know you wanted this?" Buggy mumbled, barely removing his lips from yours.

"I gave you a thousand signals!" You grabbed his coat and dragged him into the bedroom. "And you just walked me home and went away."

"Signal better next time, baby."

"You can't run away from me now, Buggy the Clown." You pulled him into the bedroom. "I want to finally get what's mine."

"You can't say things like that, Y/N."

"It's my bedroom, I can say what I want, jerk." You narrowed your eyes and kissed him.

"Shut up, please!" He mumbled throught the kiss. "I'm savoring the moment."

Buggy's hand rested gently on your back as the other hand slowly unzipped the back of your dress, the zipper sliding down with a satisfying sound.

After a brief pause, your lips parted with a soft, audible smack. Glancing up, you found Buggy's usually bright, green eyes now half-lidded and piercing, focused not on your face, but tracing down your body. Feeling agitated, you swiftly looked away and covered your mouth with your hand that had been resting on his chest, attempting to conceal the warmth that was rising on your cheeks. Buggy's eyes remained fixed on you, and you felt his hands gently tugging at the shoulders of your dress.

Your skin is caressed by Buggy's warm hands as he gradually removed the sleeves, exposing your bare back and shoulders. He looked closely at your freshly bared, perfect skin. You shifted your arms and took off the last sleeve yourself, putting your hands on his shoulders and chest. You leaned in to give him a tender kiss, but then you tensed up as his powerful hands quickly pull down the remainder of your dress, leaving it puddled on the bedroom floor.

Buggy removed his vest, and you tossed it off to the side.

"Better than I even imagine." You chuckled, afraid to admit that you'd imagined him shirtless before.

"I could say the same thing about you, my baby girl." Buggy began kissing the most delicate parts of your neck while you quickly kicked off your sneakers.

Buggy grazed his teeth along your jawline, his lips latching onto your earlobe, leaving a thin red lipstick line on your skin. He moved his lips down your neck. He focused on the soft skin and slight protrusion of bone, biting and licking as he hums against your skin.

"Holy shit!" You gasped, your fingers tangling in his long blue hair. "Don't stop."

With deft fingers, Buggy unhooked your bra and loosened the clasps. He carefully withdrew the two ends of the cloth from behind you, taking off your bra's straps. As heat began to blossom in your cheeks, shoulders, and chest, a flush began to creep across your skin. As Buggy glanced at you, your hands trembled and your lungs quickened. You then heard it. The air filled with the sound of his pants unclasping and the zipper sliding down. He shifted his weight, kicking the pants aside and sliding them off his slender frame.

"Jesus Christ!" You ran your hands through his blue chest hair.

Buggy leaned in to kiss you and ran his hands over your stomach.

“Don't waste the time, my handsome jester. I'm ready for you." You said quietly. "Please." You grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him on the bed. "I need you right now."

"Notice, baby, I'm not the one who said that." Buggy smirked and slowly entered you.

You could feel the delicious sensation of him filling you up, inch by inch. Your breath caught in your throat as the feeling of him inside you overwhelmed your senses. You pulled Buggy in closer, reveling in the intimate connection as your bodies joined as one. With his each gentle thrust, waves of pleasure rippled through you, and you let out a deep, guttural moan. The pace soon quickened, Buggy's hips pistoning back and forth as he pounded into you harder and rougher.

"Oh sh-- Fu-- me!" You moaned. "Please! Deeper!" You was completely lost in the moment, consumed by the primal need and carnal desire that consumed you both.

The sound of your bodies colliding and our ragged breathing filled the air, fueling the growing heat and tension between us.

"Fuck, Y/N, you're so good." Buggy said in a low voice, picking up his pace.

"Yes, I'm." You giggled, biting your bottom lip. "Don't stop. I'm begging you."

"I won't."

Every Buggy's thrust sent shockwaves of ecstasy through your body, leaving you breathless and aching for more. The intensity built until you thought you might shatter from the sheer force of our coupling, your cries of pleasure echoing through the room.

As Buggy pressed himself deeper inside you, the sensations became almost overwhelming. With each powerful thrust, you could feel the tension building, your bodies moving in perfect sync as you neared the precipice of ecstasy.

"More, please. Don't stop. I want you, Bug--" You dug your fingers into the firm muscles of Buggy's back, your nails leaving marks as you clung to him, your moans growing louder and more desperate with every movement.

The world seemed to fade away, narrowing down to just the two of you, joined together in a primal dance of passion. One more thrust, and you thought you might shatter into a million pieces from the sheer intensity of it all. One more hard thrust, and with a guttural growl, Buggy buried his face in the crook of your neck, moaning your name as he found his own release, triggering your own wave of earthshattering ecstasy that washed over you both. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the two of you, intimately connected and completely lost in the throes of carnal bliss.

As the final, powerful thrust reverberated through your bodies, Buggy collapsed down onto you, his heavy, sweat-slicked frame pressing against yours as he struggled to catch his ragged breath. 

"You okay?" You said quetly, trying to regain your breath.

Buggy nodded.

"Oh, my God, I didn't even think it would be this good!!" You giggled. "Why didn't we do this before?!"

"I don't know, baby." Buggy laughed. "We've lost a lot, right?"

"Yeah. You know, next time when you'll be in town, we should do it again." You kissed him on the head. “I mean.. You can sleep with anyone on the seas and diffferent islands of course, but not on this island. No, no! That's my territory. You'll only sleep with me. Understood?"

“Can I.. Can I always do it only with you?” Buggy asked softly, trying to hide a smile at the feel of your hands on his back. “Well, I mean… You know. Kind of like you and me… You know, just having fun with each other.”

“Why not. Just you and me, right? Sounds great. Oh! Can I come to meet you up at the harbor next time?” You started running your fingers through his hair. "Well, because, uh. This is my island. You and me. You know.."

"Yeah. Why not? Sounds amazing." He nodded.

“Great.” You kissed the top of his head again and ran your fingers over his neck. “Buggy…”

“What?”

“I think I like you.”

“I think I like you too, Y/N.”

[writingoddess1125]

I was a Tiktok with a ICP song and a female Buggy cosplay and Because I wrote the twins post I couldn't fucking help it- I got a different idea involving twins.

IM SORRY

In this the twins are girls named Dee Dee and Lee Lee and aged up to 19... You'll see why-

I'm so sorry- again

Hell Comes in Pairs.

"Where are those damn scouts!- Does it take this long to gather intell on a new pirate ship!" Buggy yelled as he stared out at the mountain of papers infront of him. Mihawk and Crocodile ignoring is existence it seemed as Buggy continued to bitch.

It wasn't long till the two scouts rushed into the room. They looked a bit flustered and quite happily as they held the folder in their hands.

"Reporting the Intel we got on the Newest Pirates, One of them for sure are no threat" Mihawk raised a brow at hearing the confidence.

"Oh?" He hummed, sipping his wine. The young man nodded with a grin "Let's say they are less then pirates and more-" He was cut off by his calmer friend.

"They are more physically interested in terms of pirate life then others. Paired with their drug and alcohol trade" He stated calmly, Crocodile face scrunched in disgust.

"So you're telling me you ended up fucking a bunch of people instead of collecting real information?" Crocodile said with a irritated voice. Buggy getting up as his own temper gor the best of him, stretching his head over to the two and yelling.

"Your job was to collect information not get your dick wet!"

The young pirate stared at Buggy, his face turning into stone as he stared at the Cross Guild Leader. Before gears started to turn in his head and his face went as pale as paper. Buggy pulling back a bit confused by the young man's reaction, before practically jumping in his skin when the Pkrate screamed a horrible yell of realization and began to wipe his mouth rapidly practically sobbing.

"NOO!! GOD FUCK NO!" He screamed, Turning away from the Cross Guild leaders in total shock. The second pirate looking at his peer in confusion till the screaming one grabbed the folder from his hands and opened it, holding it up in the air for the young man to see. Before the second pirates eyes got wide as it sunk in what his peer saw.

"PFFF!- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NO FUCKING WAY!!" The man yelled laughing as he ended up falling to the ground. Buggy face burning with anger as he thought they were making fun of his nose, Mihawk standing up from his chair and walking to the anguished amd laughing pirates and snatching the folder from the hand of the laughing pirate and looked.

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Mihawk stayed staring at the folder, her head slowly looking up to Buggy. Staring at the male who looked ready to bust before covering his mouth with his hand.

".....You two are dismissed" He told the two young pirates who as quickly as they could got out of the office.

"YOURE GOING TO LET THEM GET AWAY FOR MAKING FUN OF MY DAMN NOSE!?"

"They weren't laughing at your nose-" Mihawk mused, Crocodile now standing and walking to Mihawk to see what he saw. Crocodile only catching a glance at the contents of the folder before closing his eyes and taking a deep drag of his cigar.

"Defiently not your nose-" He mused, Buggy marching over and snatching the folder finally in a fit of rage before looking inside. At the sight he didn't know if he wanted to scream, cry or jump into the sea. His stomach twisting up in ways he didn't know possible and he could feel his lunch wanting to come up.

There looking back at him was two girls- Doing far too suggestive poses for photos. Pirate hats on both of them, and in rather skimpy pirate outfits made of bright colors. But what stood out the most was the bright blue hair in pink tails, watercolor eyes lined in black makeue and that smile just like his own and painted red like his signature clown make- it was like he was looking into a sick twisted mirror.

He could see the notes attached to their photos- the keywords reaching him was 'Two Captians of the Hokus Pokus Dee and Bee, 19 and a Green zone- People can board and party on the ship as long as rules are followed" and "Like a sailing brothel or drug den-" Buggy staggered at seeing the words and closed the folder not wanting to see further.

"Captians Dee Dee and Lee Lee, the 'Friendly' Pirates" Mihawks said calmly, havibg saw the names listed in the file.

"Well, it looks like your legacy has been secured in some way Buggy-" Crocodile said first with a deep chuckle, ignoring the damn evil glare Buggy shot him. Buggy feeling a few spark of rage filling his chest as he crumbled the folder in his hands. Mihawk seeing this very rare and serious look to Buggy.

"I'm setting sail-" He said through clenched teeth, Tossing the ruined folder onto the table before marching out and slamming the door behind him. He marched down the halls as he felt nothing but pure rage fill him, Seeing the two pirates in the courtyard and detached his hand. Grabbing the one who had screamed by the neck and dragging him towards him.

"Where did they sail-" Buggy hissed, Holding the young man by his neck with a harsh grip.

"E-East Blue- Just past the 8th branch!" The young man squealed, Buggy nodding and with a sickening crunch crushed his windpipe dropping the man to a crumbled mess on the floor. Beginning his March once more to his ship and setting sail.

[hey-august]

Oh my god I NEED carnie buggy so bad oh my lordddddd.

Buggy running the balloon darts, offering an even better “prize” if you can win

Getting hit with the dart and making a big show out of it just to be like jk and pull it out fine

Buggy being an asshole in the dunk tank

Buggy in charge of the kids face paint station “you want a sun? That sucks you’re getting a skull”

Even better buggy and his freaks putting on a yearly carnival, everyone getting assigned their own stands

Buggy’s floating hands stealing fry’s and cotton candy from people who aren’t looking

Buggy whose gone from shitty town to shitty town, local dive bar to local dive bar, trying to find some place he belongs but he feels most at home with the other “freaks”

I have SO many thought, like I could write a 12 page essay

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

Yes.

Buggy would be the ride operator that's kinda skeezy but also cute enough that you're willing to overlook the weird vibes.

A carnival would be perfect for him to be such a charmer, schmoozing people while picking their pockets.

Everything is exorbitantly overpriced, but the vibrant and colorful atmosphere lures people in, until they're so overwhelmed that they're shelling out all the money they have on hand.

Pictures with a real lion? Hell yeah.

A magician show where a clown is cut in half? Of course!

Foot long hot dogs? Cotton candy as large as your head? Ice cold beer? Wine slushies? All that, and more!

ALSO, ANON, this is absolutely relevant to an idea I threw in my WIP doc over the weekend...

Shanks - kissing booth. Buggy - dunk tank. Crocodile - ticket booth or prize booth. Mihawk….Balloon darts? Bottle up?

Just the idea, but hear me out... A Cross Guild (+ Shanks) carnival.

We're on the same wavelength with Buggy in the dunk tank. 🥰

Who knows what kind of trouble you could get into at a carnival like that 🤭

[its-ironic-right]

Coalecroux prompt idea as requested sir! Mayhap a double date with Frosty and Gricko?

Never written Gricko and Frost, I did my best??

There was no reason for this. They all fucking lived together for gods sake. ‘It’s a great idea Kremy, it’ll be fun!’ Baron help him.

It’s dinner and a show. Fucking dinner theater because Gricko found a place that did that sort of thing. He’d be surrounded by theater kids for a whole fucking evening. He wouldn’t survive.

“Listen Gid, I know we’re not that high up but I imagine if I throw myself out the window we can get out of this whole thing. Whatta ya say?” His eyes plead but Gideon just laughed.

“It’s dinner with our friends, no need to break into theatrics.”

“It’s a room full of grown up theater kids Gid! I don’t know if I can handle it! They’ll be projecting their voices right in my ear, doin’ all kinds of weird shit with their hands. And I have to sit there and pretend the whole thing isn’t a ridiculous waste of my time! And you know the food is shit, they’re too busy doin’ improv games to focus on a well executed menu.” For dramatic alligator that relied heavily on performance, he hated theater with a passion. If Gideon had to guess, it was an inferiority thing. Kremy lied for a living but theater was all lies. People had their guard down for an actor, not a conmen.

“Gricko and Frost want to go to dinner theater, I think it’ll be fun. We can throw bread rolls at the actors!” Kremy thought for a moment. This was tempting. He hated how ‘on’ those guys were, knocking them down a peg could be therapeutic.

“Fine. But if someone asks me to volunteer for a bit, I’m setting the place on fire.” Gideon wrapped an arm around his partner.

“I believe that’s my job.” Flaming hair burned a little hotter. Kremy snorted.

“Sure, but I want to be there when it happens.”

Dinner theater is not for the weak of heart. Gricko expected shenanigans. You couldn’t get the gang together in one place without shenanigans, but burning down a theater was not on his list.

“Gideon what the fuck!” Frost was incensed. He foolishly expected a quiet night out. A drink, maybe a light mystery depending on the story, and nice company. Sure they all lived relatively together, but it was so rare to get a quiet moment as a group.

The two couples lived in tandem like binary stars orbiting the same space. It worked out well for them most of the time. Gricko and Frost were two complimentary halves; larger than life Gricko and reserved Frost. They had a depth to them that people seldom saw. Gricko could go from his usual jovial self to serious when the time came; Frost could be cold and logical until the opportunity for his own fun arose. Yin and Yang, balanced. Kremy and Gideon were chaos incarnate.

“I told them I didn’t want to participate! I was extremely clear.” Gideon nods.

“It’s true, I heard him.” Gricko prodded at the burning rubble.

“Well he definitely didn’t heed that warning.” The goblin wondered where he could find marshmallows at this time of night. Frost brought a paw to his temple.

“One night. that’s all we asked, was one night where we could all just exist in peace.”

“That experience was NOT peaceful. The way that woman did jazz hands was menacing.” Gideon nodded. They heard a pop of exploding wine bottles.

“Next time you want a double date night, maybe no theater kids?” Frost sighed.

“Fine. Maybe we can go to a concert or something.” Gricko’s face brightened.

“Oh! I heard the Phil’s Harmonic is coming into town, maybe we could do that!”

“You mean a philharmonic? Like an orchestra?”

“No, it’s a guy named Phil on the harmonica. I’ve heard great things about his latest blues number.” Kremy didn’t love the blues, he was more of a jazz man himself, but it sounded infinitely more entertaining than whatever the fuck they just witnessed.

“Fine, we can go to Phil’s Harmonic. But I want a guarantee there will be no thespians, mimes, or clowns involved.” Gideon shivered.

“Gods no more clowns please.” Gricko nodded vigorously.

“Nope! Just a bullywog named Phil that loves the harmonica.” A fiery dinner roll shot through a window. Frost patted at the flames eating his pants.

“I believe we should make our escape. It seems the singing waiters are chucking projectiles.” Kremy adjusted his hat. He held out an arm, Gideon hooked his around it. It was a beautiful night out. Stars shone above the billowing smoke, little lights almost obscured by ash.

“I could go for something sweet.”

[fanaticsnail]

Oh my God the Cross Guild "Dreaming of You" fic was so good!

Crocodiles section being so tender and romantic it bordered on poetry without being out of character, I do believe he would be the type to be devoted wholly to his lover. 0 to 100 no in between. At first trying to school his desires and lashing out when someone notices his vulnerability but then swooning when you become the cure to his pains. Ugh. There's an Arabic saying "you bury me" which (to my understanding) is a love declaration by wanting to die first instead of living without your loved one but I think it really fits Croc in both his devil fruit and his nature. I think he'd want to be buried in his lover.

Buggy scolding his cock like a dog that forgot toilet training is so in character lol, it's sad if I think about it for too long but the talk afterwards is so sweet, even if he breaks the moment a little it's very him.

And Mihawk once again taking the title of Most Yearnful, Jane Austen Esque, Romance Protagonist. The buildup and restrained yearning and tension snapping as he takes what he desperately desires with palpable want. Him wanting to haunt your dreams just as you haunt his

Snail, as always, I love your reviews.

This one was my largest "Dreaming of You" plots to date. I couldn't leave them alone with just mini drabbles after their overnight visitor.

Crocodile is exactly a no in between, zero to one hundred, would kill for you, live for you, and die for you type of lover in my opinion. @feral-artistry shared her knowledge about her special interest intensive study in crocodiles, and I've accepted all her thoughts on these cold blooded beasts as law. "You bury me" is so him.

Buggy is a pathetic, fail-forward clown man and I missed writing for him. Love that fail-forward king, and needed him to have a little bit of flirting after detonating his grenade. He doesn't think he's worthy of it, but once he gets it, he's never letting it go.

Mihawk. Szerelmem. The broody lord of Kuraigana is so pent up, he needs a little kiss of comfort after his thoughts ran away with him. He's so romantic when he wants to be - if he has the time, that is. Such a busy man. Occupying his thoughts with your love and lust, has him crave to have you experience restlessness at the thought of him in your own mind. Silly. All he has to do is ask, and I'm sure you'd agree to share a night with him. You're already sharing his wine...

As always, I adore you snail. I hope you have a spectacular day 🖤🖤

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

What I wouldn't give to play strip poker with the Cross Guild 😩😩😩

Oh dear gods how dare you put this in my head at this hour

I cannot handle it it's beautiful I

I'm going to DIE

Like Buggy would be all for it, it was probably his idea in the first place. He does not care, first loss and his pants are already gone. He may have even worn breakaways and a leopard-print g-string specifically for the occasion. He's got the shittiest poker-face in known existence, but the Flashy Fool is not above using distraction as a tactic to bend the odds in his favor. It probably won't work considering who his opponents are, but the poor drama-bb gets an E for Effort.

Crocodile wouldn't have many objections. The man did own a casino, he knows cards. Still the most likely to cheat, which could result in violence at some point. Also the most likely to be cheeky when he does lose a hand, just remove one of his rings and drop it on the table, glare around like he's silently daring anyone to say anything about it.

Mihawk might take convincing, but if you assure him there will be wine and play on his superiority complex ("You're just afraid you'll lose") then he'll be at the table before anyone else. Definitely the best poker face of the three, being that his default facial expression is I'm bored and surrounded by idiots...though he may slip up with a smug smirk or two if he's on a winning streak.

Whatever the case, it's going to devolve into a fight between three half-naked (probably fully naked in Buggy's case) grown men while you get to sit off to the side and enjoy the show.

Actually Mihawk may be sitting off to the side as well, perhaps sans his coat and boots but otherwise not much worse for the wear, sipping wine and sighing in vague disinterest as Buggy dodges being sandblasted into oblivion because Crocodile caught him cheating.

Mihawk: *calling over* Do be careful not to kill the clown, he still holds value as a scapegoat.

Crocodile: Oh, I'm not going to kill him. I'm just going to make the idiot wish he was dead.

Buggy: *screaming, just a swirl of limbs in a miniature sandstorm* OH GOD MAKE IT STOP PLEASE THAT'S NOT A GOOD PLACE FOR SAND—

[wordy-little-witch]

Plus size Buggy will always be my favorites headcanon for him because it just makes SENSE. Not gonna get too much into negative stereotypes here, but genuinely Buggy’s sixpack in the manga is mildly hysterically to me, given what we know about him. He’s not unfit by a mile, he is too talented of an acrobat for that, but look my square in the eye and tell me Buggy would be the kind of guy to do the kind of restrictive(and in many cases DESTRUCTIVE) eating that’s required to keep a sixpack like that. Anyways: Buggy being the most full figured out of Crossguild and him and Crocodile actually teaming up against MIHAWK for once, who’s naturally a pretty thin guy but also „forgets to eat“ at times Yes / No? Mihawk feels like the kind of guy who would forgo eating when he feels it’s inconvenient or not actively for nutritional sake (save the wine 🍷) and Buggy and Crocodile both being the type of men who can not understand why you would put yourself trough that type of torture when you are rich enough to have all the food you want. Mihawk muses that it’s baffling that they are now discussing important Crossguild news at…."brunch" , regarding them in the afternoon has worked well for them until now, not yet completely realizing that his husbands have actually bonded together to make sure Mihawk actually at least eats something before midday. They would have pushed for breakfast, but there simply was no way for them to get to Mihawk before his morning training session.

Okay yes this, so much!!! I'm gonna project on Buggy here, bro can't eat first thing in the morning, so he Gets It to an extent with Mihawk - but he's also gonna be ADAMANT on SOMETHING for the other if only a light brunch. He's the type to keep small snacks on his person while out and about, and he's not above some mild manipulation tactics to make sure his loved ones are okay and healthy.

Mihawk's natural build is pretty lithe. He's tall, thin, but frankly absolutely RIPPED when it comes to muscle, and Buggy is simply SWEATING when he sees it. It's not even in a That's So Hot way, it's in a Oh My Gods That's Not Safe way.

Crocodile isn't exactly as hard-corded-muscled as Mihawk, but also not as full figured as Buggy, and even he's like "o h" when the goth abs flex.

Buggy tries to be subtle at first, then when they doesn't work ((and after a fairly sharp tongued call out)) he just explodes with waving hands and teary eyes about general health and the way that that stuff can negatively impact people current and future, then he winds up rambling about the beauty industry and media pushing for such unsafe expectations when it ISN'T SAFE.

Just. Buggy levels of meltdowns because if there is one thing he'll go feral for, it's the people he loves and the chances of losing them.

It also helps that he's a pretty good cook and gives Croc and Hawk both the clown baby doll eyes to beg them to have something light with him.

[galaxycunt]

My Dinner With Buggy pt 2

I love playing with dialog so I figured why not keep going. As with part one it’s all dialogue so enjoy the ride everyone lol

Tagging @gingernut1314 @gayafsatan as yall requested a part 2 a million years ago

Sea spray hits your face as you left the restaurant, “so, what’s the move?”

Hands appear in front of you holding two bottles of wine, “one for each of us.”

“Really? In front of a lieutenant like that?”

“You gonna handcuff me, officer?”

You giggle, “miss Impel Down that much, huh?”

“God! Let’s not talk about that fucked up place. Take the wine, honey.”

“I let you order steak and this is how you repay me?”

He wags his tongue, “I’m covering dessert.”

“Gross.”

“You love it, shut up. So where’s this room you got?”

“Couple blocks down. You don’t wanna go to a bar?”

“I haven’t seen you in at least 6 years. I wanna make up for lost time.”

“Tch. Shooting for the stars tonight?”

Buggy frowns, “I thought this was a date.”

You falter, “hey. I thought we were teasing. Come here, Bug.”

Your lips taste sweet, “I missed you a lot. I’m not the only salty dog missing their lost love, but hey, you’re more important, so there.”

You kiss him again, “let’s go out for a little bit?”

“Sure, I’ll take you anywhere you wanna go. Oh shit! I forgot, I left something for you on the ship.”

“We got road wine, let’s go get it”

“This is nice, by the way.”

“It is. Too bad you ain’t a civ, easier. Even easier if you were a marine.”

“I’m gonna ask again. You’d like it.”

“I dunno, man. Lot of baggage with that. Especially on the Grand Line.”

“Not with me.”

“You already got captured once, baby.”

“I know, I know. But you hate this shit. Been in the game too long, why?”

“I dunno, maybe I felt we were doing something good. Too old for that shit, I guess”, the Big Top is as nice as you remember it, “there’s the old girl.”

He smiles, “my two girls, together at last.”

“I wonder if that note I left is still there.”

“Note? What-“

“-captain! Oh shit, look who it is!”

“-Cabaji! Glad someone’s keeping Bug outta trouble!”

He smiles at the two of you, “we should catch up. Later.”

“Thanks, man. See ya.”

“So what note?”

“Oh! It’s uh, not important. Just something I wrote last time I was here.”

“Where’d you hide it?”

“In the galley, deep, deep in the pantry.”

He kisses you, “let’s go find it then.”

“Buggy, no. Come on, you’re supposed to take me out.”

“Real quick. I promise.”

You tug him away, to no avail, “Buggy. It’s really stupid, you’ll enjoy it after a few drinks.”

“I got a few bottles in my room. We can read it there.”

“What about my gift?”

“Just a buncha jewelry, who cares? I’m finding that letter.”

Turns out he can find anything with ease if he wanted to, “aw. Your handwriting is so cute sometimes.”

“Oh, shut up.”

He kisses your temple, he’s getting very touchy, you realize, “lemme guess, treasure map?”

“Look, it’s something I wrote when we were like 18.”

“….really?”

“Uh huh.”

He jerks his chin toward his cabin, “let’s take this somewhere quiet.”

You hear your heart beat in your ears, cheeks on fire, “it’s really cringey. I was 18.”

“Do you really not want me to read it?”

“You’ll make fun of me.”

“I won’t. I really won’t.”

“Okay.”

“I already know you love me.”

You laugh, “shit. Guess you’re right.”

He clears his throat, “Buggy, our paths are unwinding, the red string of fate tugging us apart.”

“Oh Jesus, it’s worse than I thought.”

Heightening his voice he continues, “if only I knew the devil’s pact I made, and the one you sold your soul to. My love I can’t bear it. You don’t even know I love you.”

“See, that’s why I didn’t wanna read it.”

“So why even give it to me?”

“Because I didn’t think you loved me.”

He grows serious, “I did. Why did you think I did that stupid shit? To impress you, dummy.”

“You’re such a clown.”

“Exactly! You liked clowns.”

You smile, “yeah, I remember that asshole at the pier.”

“Join my crew, I’ll marry ya.”

“Only if I join?”

“We been apart too long, I’m not waiting until I hit some shitty village every six months to see you.”

“Ah, that makes sense now.”

“Sometimes I’d lower the Jolly Roger, just see if our boats can pass by, if I can see you on the deck.”

“I didn’t know that.”

“Yeah.”

You stare at his lips, you wouldn’t be the only Marine turning, “marry me tonight then.”

“Don’t think captains can officiate their own wedding.”

“Let’s find someone.”

He looks at the clock, “and if we can’t?”

“Ask me again tomorrow. Do it for real.”

Buggy picks you up instead, “can we just skip to the wedding night?”

“I’m not gonna marry you then.”

He smirks, “according to that letter, we’ve been married for 18 years already.”

[lv-iceprince]

Hello 🤗 just came back from reading your poly hyunlix and I LOVED it. If you're up to requests, could do a poly Minsung one? Because God knows those two are my weakness

a/n~ oh my god hi!! it still surprises me that people see my writing, even if i do post it, on a public site, on the internet. but thank you so much for requesting! i was literally just talking about minsung to friend so challenge accepted!

also I'm so sorry this was overdue, the rona finally caught up with me :)

❁ when peter met rhino~ dating minsung

*siri play be mine by junji*

~sfw~

🍃minho thought love was simple, fall for one person and you are set for the rest of your life, what a clown.

🍃as soon as he realised he had it in him to pull the two people he was crushing on, he knew he was going to choose both of you.

🍃now jisung will mention it day in and day out how minho gives him butterflies and how oddly enough he likes the feeling. but don't worry, it's just his way of teasing. which is pretty obvious considering you're the one making his heart skip a beat daily.

🍃date nights are rare but when they do happen it's swoon worthy. both your boyfriends live for privacy which results in fast food on fancy plates, wine and heartfelt conversations.

🍃minho is a serial blusher, remind him to wear a coat and he turns to mush.

🍃loving the two of you actually brings minho to tears because it's the only way he can express himself. sometimes he just gets so overwhelmed with the care he receives from both of you.

🍃you basically live in the practice room, what started as you dropping something off for a forgetful jisung resulted in you staying to watch your boyfriends practice. they lied and told the company it was a once off, it wasn't.

🍃also the way you guys compliment each other is sickening, you don't even have to do anything and they will claim you're a regular genius.

🍃you want to see some heartflipping shit? just picture the random pda they bombard you with. the most outrageous being when minho will loosely link his fingers with yours.

🍃 jisung is a funny guy, but he really goes out of his way to appear as the best, funniest, boyfriend ever. his love language is having a damn good time.

🍃 no one would guess that you are all in a relationship, they just think its a disgustingly cheesy friendship triangle.

🍃now while some people claim that they will be in a relationship with "the one" for the rest of your life, the three of your are just vibing. though jisung worries about this he will never mention it. not wanting to jinx your love.

🍃even if that's the case jisung still has a phobia of either one of you leaving. there's no way in hell that's happening .

🍃jisung is the most annoying guy ever and he knows it. his overuse of pet names is purely because he is begging for one of you to blush or scowl at him, he will take both.

🍃small pranks are inevitable so while this is the most serious relationship ever, you also like to torment each other out of love.

🍃minho could easily spend over an hour smugly saying that he is charming enough to date two people at once, but he opts for sneaking his simping into the songs he cowrites.

🍃but since it's minho we're talking about your tribute may come in the form of drive 2.0.

🍃when you decide to take your dates outside you do less dating and more staring at minho, who smirks into his cup of coffee trying to hide how flustered he is.

🍃 minho is the type to playfully scold the two of you for being all over him but that's literally just him saying that he wants more pda.

🍃even if you are living a dream 24/7, your favourite moments have to be when you're on the living room floor stretched out and talking while soonie, doongie and dori take their little cat naps besides you.

~nsfw~

🍃it's kind of scary how minho can seem so indifferent and not mention sex, hell he seems innocent until he gets that glint in his eyes. you better run (to your bed).

🍃jisung is so whipped for dom minho even if minho. he may be wholesome but he will beg for one of you to fuck him good.

🍃 your little hannie is oh so giving, he will play the part of whatever you want, his kink is literally trying out every kink.

🍃minho will only sub if he is exhausted or feeling sentimental. feel free to be rough with him but he lives for the validation that you care for him when he is feeling the most vulnerable.

🍃they are sugar and spice until sugar decides he wants in on the fun that spice is having.

🍃jisung may be a soft giving guy but he has it in him to absolutely wreck you. he will always make sure there are no hard feelings and that all of this is in good fun.

🍃but with minho whispering in his ear, telling him all the ways you deserve to be punished jisung can't help himself.

🍃the marks left behind are sore to the touch but the drastic shift between jisung's harsh words to soft kisses and even softer words is enough to give you whiplash.

🍃both of them have different versions of a corruption kink.

🍃minho wants to break you down in the neediest of ways, he wants to take away all of your innocence and self-control. on the other hand jisung will innocently taunt you, encouraging you to lose your innocent cover. he knows just how needy and sinful you are and is too willing to push all of your buttons.

🍃jisung's tongue is superior, not much can match the sensation of him going down on you or when you decide to wreck his mouth. give it your all, his gag reflex is so good.

🍃basically he has a major oral fixation, he just wants something in his mouth, he doesn't care if it's your fingers or minho.

🍃all of you have such intense sex drives, it isn't as gentle as you would think, you really just lust after each other.

🍃though you would have your gentle moments the majority of the time is spent trying out each one of your kinks.

🍃it's literally so wholesome though, the amount of attention you receive from each other and the lack of judgement is so nice. no matter how dirty your fantasies are your boyfriends will try to meet you half way.

[mylittleredgirl]

previously on mylittleredgirl: [four seasons of m*a*s*h] [six weeks of screaming about margaret houlihan]

i have now finished season five disc one and a bullet point recap is due! [yeah there's more screaming in it]

bug out was a fucking DELIGHT

god i was so worried though when klinger had to trade all his dresses i was wailing internally. what if he just wears fatigues forever!?!??? but it's all okay!!!! that tassel mod dress he has on in "the abduction of margaret houlihan" healed me ten times over. his outfits have been 🔥 this season.

such a mix of really dumb slapstick comedy and "oh god the war is Right Here" drama and little character sweetness... love it.

and the family reunion happiness at the end!!!! god bless. i left my body for like thirty-six hours.

i really really love the tone they're striking with frank this season. they've walked back the cartoon villainy of late season four, so he's once again a relatively harmless clown. i breathed a huge sigh of relief. he's soooo much more fun this way.

margaret's engagement: bonkers. delightful. she's unbearable. there is so much wrong with her. i want to study her in a jar. i will never shut up again.

with this put together with some bits later in the disc (including that cut scene crayon joke lmao), did she somehow manage to trade DOWN from frank? is that even possible??? it's either that or this new dude is actually just The Exact Same Guy, but now she'll be the fool wife at home instead of the beloved mistress.

i mean personally if i were louise burns i'd be very happy for my dumbass husband to fuck around on the other side of the world for as long as possible while i enjoy the $35,000 house and two cars without him, but for someone like margaret who is far more interested in being wined and dined than running a household, this... may not be the field promotion she thinks it is.

hawkeye rising to frank's defense and him and b.j. enabling frank's little takedown of margaret at the end felt very real. sure, in the grand scheme of things, margaret is Annoying and frank tried to have hawkeye executed last season, but bros before hos.

okay how FUNNY would it be though if the "little redheaded nurse" frank planned to seduce was baker-from-the-nurses, because she would have scratched frank's eyes out for trying and not felt bad about it

and actually, that's a plausible backstory for the extra bad blood between her and margaret, too??? oh yeah. that definitely happened.

i actively missed frank/margaret as the disc went along though. maybe the show had stretched the tension of that relationship as tight as it could go, and it's nice that they get to do new things... but they're so funny and awful together and i miss them sharing scenes!!!

i really assumed - like frank did lol - that they would continue to rabbit around together, only now she would also get to string him along with the jealousy game, but...... well, i'm glad it's still hanging out in the background of the narrative, anyway. i live in hope that they will slip and fuck and it will be soooo messy.

FUCK is it possible i shipped that for real???? god. i don't know if my family name can bear this dishonor.

out of sight, out of mind...

...has taught us the very important lesson that hawkeye is 9000x more annoying without something to do (annoying to everyone else i mean!! not to me. i will happily watch him annoy everyone.)

him asking b.j. to visit him a million times a day 🥺

i'm almost satisfied now by the "doctor-experiences-the-role-of-patient" theme that i didn't get in "hawkeye." i suppose hurt/comfort fic can take it from here.

however i'm totally satisfied by how sweet it was to see everyone taking care of him!! and how much they love him!!

lt. radar o'reilly... devastating. i mean funny and delightful but it's mean!! so glad that boy is back in stripes. however they could have at least promoted him a little for his trouble. sergeant o'reilly???

i have already said more about the nurses (post here) than ever needed to be said. and yet. i'm quite sure i could say more if pressed

the abduction of margaret houlihan

........ will i never be free of colonel flagg episodes 😞

i love the continuing evidence that she has invested time in learning korean, and i really really really love the slow expansion of our perspective to include like oh yeah. there's a village where people live full time and it's literally right here.

imagine if after the war she becomes an ob nurse...

on the one hand, how do they not make frank do gun handling training. on the other hand they probably don't because it always ends with stitches and an accident report.

i sometimes wonder if mash was like jury duty for asian actors in the 70s. you probably won't get to say anything but they call you up and you just have to go.

dear sigmund!!!!!! this is another episode where people were staring at me through the window so i'll comment a little more:

the fandom's favorite guy sidney freedman deserves that crown. what a weirdo. talk about a busman's holiday for a psychiatrist to come to the 4077 for a vacation and psychoanalyze everyone. but for fun!

i really don't have a proper sense of the geography at play here because he really does like. just come by to play cards once a week. and drives through a war zone i guess to do it? he has probably sacked out in the swamp before when the air raid situation changes but this time he just... doesn't leave.

and aaaa!! margaret took her very special episode about How To Make Friends to heart!!!! she joined the poker game!!!

she had plenty of time to work on that lesson though because the jeremy bearimy time shenanigans are in full swing here at the 4077. we went from midsummer in 'the nurses' to a bitter cold march two episodes later.

i always kind of assumed the mash weather was loosely inspired by real human weather, but no, in fact the actors just have to randomly suffer in parkas or getting sprayed in the face to look sweaty in alternating weeks regardless of the surrounding conditions.

SUFFERING for their ART

also jfc b.j.!!!! dunking frank in cold water in freezing temperatures is a serious health and safety concern my dude!!!!

i'm afraid b.j. is still not beating the little brother allegations, he has just aged up from innocent baby to fucking gremlin

(i should confess that my little brother diagnosis is guided by the fact that in my complex family and housing history i only ever lived with "brothers" younger than me, and never older ones. but the innocent baby and prank gremlin stages are real.)

i made a note here of "margaret randomly drinking gin in the swamp now!!?!??" like the poker game was one thing, people could strong-arm her into that while she feigns protest, but ma'am WHO are you and what have you done with— and then the next note is "oh good she's still insane"

potter named his horse sophie <3 also he's collecting granddaughters, i think the count is up to 3 now. or baby sherry is experiencing a temporal anomaly of her own!

the letter radar wrote to the dead guy's parents and potter reading it... fucking ended me. please let harry morgan do serious bits more often, it's outstanding and far too rare.

it's not surprising that frank's wife changing (wearing pants! doing activities!) would stress him out, and not just because he's a dick. any of them would struggle with their families growing without them, because that means they can Never Go Home to the life they left!! (e.g. trapper losing it because his girls were getting older.) but it is kind of fascinating that he loves both his wife and margaret, and even said mid-fever that he wanted them to be friends, but he also wants them to be NOTHING alike.

all in all it's understandable that sidney would check in to the no boundaries motel to have his poker buddies shake it out of him, but he could also have taken his leave somewhere with indoor heat. so he's as crazy as the rest of them. <3

also they're not his patients he's just observing them like zoo animals so forget confidentiality he's absolutely gonna write a book about them someday.

mulcahy's war: i don't know why i have been misspelling his name with an 'e' the whole time because it was literally in the end credits of almost every episode for four seasons.

oh god he's so precious i don't talk about it enough. playing poker for orphans. feeling like he doesn't do enough while potter thinks he has the hardest job. that unrelenting positive regard for everyone. always with that little grin.

that little grin in FULL PLAY as he sneaks out of the house to go off to war when dad's not looking

radar should never be sent on a mission where people are bleeding when will they LEARN

corporal cupcake deserves every medal he gets!!!!

frank's foot fetish becoming his one true medical specialty is just. i don't know what to do with this. good for him??? do what you love and you'll never work a day in your life???

speaking of unrelenting positive regard, margaret's policy of nurses never talking back to the doctors in the operating room sure has taken a hit. i realize this is about frank being an intolerable ex, but i choose to believe that the detente between margaret and her nurses has turned the O.R. into a pvp zone. the next time hawkeye tries to seduce a nurse over an open body, he's gonna get wrecked and margaret's just going to shrug pretty and look the other way.

in conclusion: season five is soooo gooooooood!!!!! can't wait for disc two!

[xxswagcorexx]

hell ya! please info dump about casino quartet that would be awesome

STARTS VIBRATING OKAY!! for those who dont know, casino quartet refers to the group/ship name of ash, branzy, clown, and red (also known as branzypierceswagdoons or the abcd's because. Ashswag Branzy Clown and red. Doons) . i am #)(%*@#()%*#(@% about them 4 reasons i will elaborate down the cut ^_^

reason one: oh my GOD the comedic potential of these fuckers is sooooo. not one ounce of communication or sanity between any of them god bless!!! they are all enablers of different things and all make each other worse!!!! they will kill each other over not doing the dishes!!! also the diff dynamics between all of them would be Insufferable like clown and branzy would just do So Much pda during the most inappropriate times while ash and red have to Put Up with it while beating the shit out of each other <3 cue clown and red coming back home and doing God Knows What (not talking about feelings straight up) (repressed emotions) (bullying) and ash and branzy get white girl wasted on whiteclaw of wine or whatever and ash bitches about red to branzy while branzy calls him babygirl (branzy is the only one that can call ash this) (once red overheard this and ash almost killed him) (he had to be held back by branzy and clown so he wouldn't kill him) (<- this one is sponsored by cherny)

ANYWAYS ash and clown r a funny bunch too. clown would Always attempt to get ash to do stupid shit and try to hit him with the big wet pathetic eyes and "but please?? for me.,.." and it only works 20% of the time when ash caves in (do not worry ash bullies clown back) (also literally based off of this) . both of them think they're the most normal ones . red and branzy r literally just vibing. imagine everyone else being insufferable/them being insufferable to others and they're like "omg hiiii bestie ^_^" and they chill and knit while drinking sweet tea together or whatever . they're awesome

REASON NUMBER 2: PUNCHES THE GROUND ok ok. they're like 0 canon content of them IN VIDEOS but u have to understand : the original team chaos had red in the group . and the only reason red left is bc they didn't tell him anything (also ash was asleep like 90% of the time L) but like. i think u Could do smth interesting with lingering feelings abt team chaos Esp considering ash Did go back to red and apologize for s3/team chaos and gave him favors .,.. that's if u wanna go Canon Compliant ofc but i think there Could be something that u could write abt clown and red being Farely loyal and strategic and ash and branzy being willing to betray and both being wildcards. i feel like u could do smth interesting with that (and also if you wanna go romantic) some polymary negotiations might b fun ti explore :thumbs_up: usually the Link between them is clown and red but i've also seen branzy and ash ^_^ either way they r rlly fun to think about either way!!!

i dont really like a reason number 3 so i will put this mangoball edit here . thank u for letting me indulge in my insanity

[lostfirefly]

Bugust. Day 12. Candles (Buggy x OC). Coz she looooves candles. Fun, sadness, memories.

"Cotton candy, I'm home. Brought your favorite wine." Buggy slammed the door shut. "You got a package from your sister."

There was silence.

"Cotton candy, are you home?"

Silence.

"Catherine?" Buggy's face changed. "Shit! No! No! Did I do something wrong again?" He opened the closet to check her things. "Fuck, thank God. Her denim jackets are here. She didn't leave me."

Buggy looked into the kitchen, but Catherine wasn't there. He opened the bedroom door and saw her sitting on the bed, fiddling with a teddy bear figurine under the lilacs.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Buggy asked with a little concern in his voice. "I've been calling you."

"My little bear!" Catherine quickly wiped her eyes and tried to smile. "I didn't hear you come back. I was deep in my book."

"Were you crying? Did I do something, huh? Tell me what I did." Buggy sat down on the bed and took her hand.

"What? No! I swear I was reading a book, it was just sad and reminded me of my parents." Catherine put the figurine on the nightstand, knelt down closer to Buggy, and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Everything is fine. Better tell me how was your day? Did you miss me?"

"Meh, as usual. Richie ate one of the sandwiches you wrapped for me. I went to check on him, and that furry sack ate my sandwich."

"Don't say that! I adore Richie. See, he loves the way I masterfully turn two slices of bread and butter into a sandwich." Catherine started stroking Buggy's hair. "I'm sorry you got a lousy cook, my love." She pecked his cheek. "But I can make you mac and cheese. Do you want? Just give me 10 minutes."

"Nah, let's order pizza." Buggy kissed Catherine's temple. "Oh, by the way. You have a package from Jules." He held out a small box to her. "I guess the delivery guy left it at the door."

"Let's see what's in it!" Catherine shook the box near her ear and started to open it. "Fuck! I completely forgot!" She pulled a candle out of the wrapping paper.

"Forgot what?" Buggy looked at her with interest.

"You know, when we were little, my parents, my sister and I used to have Mitchell Family Candle Nights."

"Mitchell Family Candle Nights? Are you serious?" Buggy laughed. "Sounds like you were a positive cartoon family. Didn't you hum a song when you made the candles? Didn't the animals of the forest come to help you?"

"Don't laugh, jerk!" Catherine punched him in the shoulder. "Yeah! We'd sit down in the living room or kitchen and make candles for each other. Each one had a different scent, and we'd write wishes for each other, put it in a box with the candle, and give it to each other. The candles were always a mess, but we loved it." Catherine twirled the gift in her hands. "After my parents died, Jules and I kept making these little happy ones for each other. I totally forgot to make mine this year. Shit!" Catherine became visibly upset.

"Hey, Cathie-pie, there's a note in there." Buggy pulled a small card out of the box and placed it in her hands.

"Oh, thanks. Let's read what it says." Catherine opened the card, ran her eyes over the lines and laughed. "Hah! Listen. "My beloved sister, I suspect you've been blown away by love so much that you've forgotten about our Candle Night. But I haven't forgotten, you little brat. I swear, you force me to come and visit you. That's why I'm sending you a blue candle to match the hair color of the one you left me for. It's my first warning to you! Okay, just kidding. Be happy with your clown, Cath. Love you!" Catherine sniffed the candle. "It smells like lavender. I like it! I'll go to the store tomorrow and buy everything I need and make her the candle. I don't want her to think I've forgotten our family traditions. Or mom and dad."

Buggy took the candle in one hand, and put his another arm around Catherine's waist. "That explains a lot now." He muttered to himself. "You know. Let's order a pizza, open your wine and light this stupid candle."

"Really?" Catherine smiled broadly.

"Like I have a chance to tell you no?" Buggy rolled his eyes. "You keep lighting them on fire anyway. Also.. About tomorrow.. Can I go to the store with you?"

Catherine smiled even more, clenched her hands into fists and stared at Buggy.

"Oh, no, that look! I know what's about to happen!" He split into pieces and stormed out of the bedroom. "No, no, no!! Back off, woman!"

"Wait!!! Buggy Bear!!! I just wanted to give you a hug" Catherine rushed after him. "Wa-a-a-ait!!"