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happybird16 · 5 months
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Alpha!Gojo who has to keep the barrier of his infinity wrapped tightly around himself whenever you're around. You just smell too good, even when you're not in heat. It makes him feel wild, some animalistic insanity bubbling up beneath his skin to fill his veins with heat and need. Just the thought of it -the barest memory of your enticing scent from the first time he met you, before he'd immediately put up his infinity- makes his teeth ache, his canines sharpening with the urge to bite. To dig his claws into your skin, bury his teeth in your neck, and fuck you until you can't move. Until you're oozing with load after load of his cum, your neck bloody from his mark. His his his.
Sometimes he's tempted to drop the barrier, to inhale your sweet scent at the height of your heat, and just let it happen.
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alifelongpassed · 2 months
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Hunting in the shadowdark must be a lot of fun.
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ronkeyroo · 1 year
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❌ CARNAGE (Tw; blood/gore)
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desilusionn · 1 year
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Vibe check from god
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ijwrsmff · 7 months
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hii<3 can we get a buggy x reader hurt/comfort where buggy accidentally hurts reader but makes up for it with something sweet so just (again) a lot of fluff at the end~ (i loved your other writing for buggy 🩷)
THANK YOUUUUUUU! That Buggy post got a lot of love, I'm so happy people like Buggy as much as I do XD
Mentions of blood, but no details.
Word Count: 1,407
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A party was a party! Everyone on Buggy’s crew were drinking, singing, breaking bottles, and just all around being wild animals. You were no exception to that, having downed a few drinks yourself. Simply enjoying the party for what it was. What were you celebrating? You were sure there was a reason, but it seemed everyone forgot the second the booze was brought out. 
You hadn’t seen your captain in a while, but you weren’t too worried. He tended to get a little out of hand at these daily parties, always wanting to be the center of attention. He was pretty good at it too, with shows and jokes, a lot of clownery. 
After a while, you were pretty buzzed. Some of your other crewmates were absolutely shitfaced. Also not unexpected. Even Cabaji, who always drank less than the rest, was passed out on the ground with a half empty bottle in his hand. Another crewmate walked up to him with the intent to finish off the unfinished drink, but Cabaji clung to it even tighter and growled at the man. Literally. Growled. 
It was a pretty good time, but everyone started cheering when they saw Buggy climbing up to the crow’s nest. He could practically fly, but despite that fact, he was climbing. Clearly drunk out of his mind. Everyone could hear his cackling as he ascended, and finally reached the top. 
“HOW ARE MY FREAKS ENJOYING THIS LITTLE SIESTA! Or…was it fiesta…ESTA! THIS ESTA!” It made the few of you on the crew that even knew minimal amounts of spanish chuckle at the incorrect usage of the words. Everyone cheered regardless, and Buggy took one last swig of his now empty bottle and threw both his hands in the air. “TO…what are we celebrating again?” He looked deep in thought but the look was gone in an instant. “TO THE FUTURE KING OF THE PIRATES!” 
The cheering continued, and Buggy jumped up and down a couple times and tried to take a drink from the empty bottle. Obviously, there was nothing in it so he threw it down to the deck. However, luck was not on your side at that particular moment. Out of everyone on the crew, the bottle was flung directly to your face, breaking the bottle and possibly your nose at the same time. 
The shock caused you to fall down and remove any remaining glass from your face. It hurt, but you’ve felt worse. Mostly from marine battles, or even from other pirates. But the shock made it hurt even more. Somehow, you weren’t even as shocked as Buggy and the crew. There was complete and utter silence, and Buggy’s eyes were wide. 
Not wanting to ruin the party, you laughed with a wince, “Good throw captain! Right in the face!” It made some crewmates laugh loudly, and others just chuckle awkwardly. Especially knowing how the captain felt about you. They didn’t want to have a bottle thrown at their faces on PURPOSE! 
You stood and stretched, not wanting to show your pain in front of these guys. “Welp! I better go get cleaned up. TO THE FUTURE KING OF THE PIRATES!” You yelled with a laugh, and handed your drink to the closest crew member. They all cheered, and the party resumed. 
The walk to your room was short, but as you approached the door a hand stopped you. Just a hand. No body attached. There was only one person in the world who could do that, and you smiled until you turned and saw Buggy walking towards you with a way-too-serious face. For a brief moment you thought he was mad at you. 
“Captain? What’s wrong?” You said, and it made him smile for just a second. Of course you had a potentially broken nose because of him, and were still checking on him before yourself. “If it’s about my face, don’t worry about it. Remember when we were at that last island and fought the marines? Man, that one guy sure packed a punch!” And you laughed, but he didn’t laugh with you. 
“Shut up.” He said, and you flinched at the tone. “Come on.” He reattached his hand and walked towards his captain’s quarters. The walk was silent, and you had to wonder what you did wrong. You tried thinking of anything it could be, but you were drawing a blank. 
“Captain?” He pulled you into his room, and shoved you on the bed. You sat on the end with a confused face. “Captain?” You repeated, wondering what he was trying to do here. Why did he look so mad? “Seriously, the marines punch harder than any bottle, I’m fine re-”
He cut you off, “SHUT UP!” He grabbed something from his desk and returned to you. But this time…he looked broken. “I know the marines punch hard…but a marine didn’t do this. I did.” Buggy reached for your face with a rag, and began cleaning the blood off. It was quiet, and neither of you knew what to say. 
He cleaned the blood for a while, and groaned when one particular spot on your forehead kept bleeding. “I…” He said, but he looked more and more pained seeing the shape your face was in, “I’M SO SORRY!” He yelled and it made you jump at the sudden volume of his voice. 
“Captain…” You started, only to be cut off once again. 
“Not captain. We’re alone.” He peeled a shard of glass from your face, and threw it aside. He would surely step on it later, but that’s a problem for future Buggy. You almost tried to remove his hand from your face, but he glared to stop you. “I know you can do it your damn self, but I don’t care. I’m doing it.” 
“R-right. Sorry…Buggy.” It wasn’t necessarily a rule that you not call him Buggy in front of the crew, but he did tend to get flustered when you said it. He didn’t wanna show that weakness in front of the people he commanded. And even now, his face turned a bit pinker when he heard his name coming from your mouth. 
“I’m sorry…” He muttered, as he wrapped your head after cleaning up what he could. He didn’t apologize often, so it meant a lot to the both of you that he said it not once…but twice. 
“It’s okay…” You reached up and cradled his face, “I know you didn’t mean to.” With a heartwarming smile on your face, he felt compelled to smile back. “You’d never hurt me on purpose, I’m not upset. I promise.” And you put a hand to the back of his neck and pulled him down to kiss his nose. 
Now his entire face was the same as his nose. “H-hey! Stop it!” He stuttered, and “tried” to pull away. He didn’t at all really want to, but he was trying to make it seem like he did. “I’m supposed to be taking care of you, w-stop!” He muttered as you continued to press kisses upon kisses to his face. 
“I’ll never stop!” And you playfully laughed, pressing kisses to his cheeks, nose, forehead, and lips. When you pulled back, he was pouting. “Awww! Buggy, you're so cute when you’re flustered!” Teasing him was just so fun. Especially because he tended to tease you back. 
“Shut up!” He ran a thumb over the bandage on your face and leaned down to kiss the bandage. Buggy tried to regain his composure, but it was shaky. “Hey…now maybe you’ll have a nose just like mine.” He wiggled his eyebrows playfully and you both laughed. 
“I’d love to have your nose. One of my favorite things about you!~” As you leaned up and kissed his lips. He melted. Absolutely melted. He kissed back with passion, and eventually pulled away to lift you up and place you at the head of the bed. He laid down with you, and pulled you into his arms under the covers. 
“Shut up. You’re hurt. So sleep. Brat.” Though he winked to show he wasn’t actually upset. Just concerned. He ran his hands across your back and massaged your scalp. “...I do…love you though.” And he buried his face in your neck so you couldn’t see his embarrassed face. 
“I love you too Buggy…thank you for taking care of me.” A yawn escaped, and you ended up falling asleep soon after. 
“And I always will. Always.” 
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tronuskip666 · 4 days
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Oh he mad, look at him go!!
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wordycheeseblob · 4 months
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blondegemini · 4 months
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The blonde stood before the desiccating body before her, holding the blood filled stake up as tears filled her eyes. She'd not been expecting to have to go to such measures when she came here. But it had to be done they were following her, they attacked her, what else was she supposed to do? Josie was going to kill her she was changing the future even more than Hope was. They were going to be stuck here forever. They'd never know their lives as they were again, and the thought petrified her. ''I-I don't know what happened..''
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1strecomdejablue · 1 year
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Deja Blue - Navi; Colonel Miles Quaritch - Avatar: The Way of Water    
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veraberetta · 5 months
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Whitestone = Cleanslate
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shiroi---kumo · 6 months
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We love our tragedies We're both broken in our own little ways We're broken, but we fit together just right You know I saw the black inside your eyes I saw they were eclipsed by mine
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happybird16 · 6 months
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*sighs fondly* There he is.. the love of my life
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jimjamjommeron · 1 year
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I'm sorry!
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ronkeyroo · 1 year
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⋋  ᴀᴍᴘᴜᴛᴀᴛᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴘᴜʟᴏᴜꜱ  ⋌
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dyinglikeicarus · 2 years
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“ I tried being nice - “
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ijwrsmff · 7 months
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I need your take on romantic yandere Luffy. But please make the reader spineless and too afraid to fight >:)
Yandere Luffy is "good" boy. It's about your first meeting Luffy, and his promise to you >:3
Word Count: 1,326
Tw; Blood and murder
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If you would have known making awkward and blushing eye contact with a boy in a straw hat would lead up to this…you’d have seriously reconsidered. But no one could have predicted the lengths the seemingly innocent and carefree boy would go. Maybe not even himself…
When he met you, you were simply relaxing at the cafe. Studying a bit, just to pass the time. The ambience of the cafe with its music and sounds of people talking and running around just helped you focus so much better. Him and his crew were laughing and joking while drinking booze at what couldn’t have even been noon. 
The boy in the straw hat was much louder than most of the others, so he stood out above the others. Cheering, and talking even while he was in the middle of chewing. It was…kind of funny. At some point, you were barely focused on studying and rather wondering about that boy and how long he would be on your island. If you weren’t so nervous…you might have even tried talking to him. But it was out of the question, he had a whole group to spend time with, and the anxiety of breaking up a conversation just to ask his name seemed wrong. 
Somehow he looked familiar, and curiosity consumed your mind. Has he been here before? Perhaps…but you didn’t remember seeing him with a group like he was in now. You tried and tried to think about where you had seen him before, but you were drawing a blank. In your unintentional focus, you didn’t realize just how long you’d been staring at him…until he looked back at you. 
You blushed, and hid your face back in your book. It wasn’t long before he’d walked up to you. It registered in your brain he was there, but you were too embarrassed to look up from your book. He slid the chair across from you and sat down beside you. For some reason, he seemed like he was used to people staring. What made you so different from the others in this cafe?
“Why are ya staring? You seem different from the other people here…” He tilted his head and you almost giggled at how cute it was. You did have to admit, with your oversized hoodie and sweatpants, you did look a bit different. Some people on your island did wear such clothes, but not often. Aside from children. It was pretty hot usually, but you liked to wear oversized things to try and hide away. “I got it! It’s hot. You’re wearing heavy clothes. Why though?” 
“Uh…” It stopped you in your tracks and you couldn’t form the words. “I don’t know? They’re comfy? I-I guess?” He was just as bubbly as he was at the other table. Is he always like this? “What…brings you to the island?” His enthusiasm was honestly welcome. You didn’t have many friends, and he seemed pretty fun to be around! Carefree in a way. Possibly with a lot of ADHD given how many times he looked around and changed topics. 
Even though it was awkward at first, you opened up a bit. Mentioned your studies, and how you’d never left your island. “It’s…safer here. Than a lot of places. I can’t really fight, so I haven’t tried to leave.” You looked down and fiddled with your hands. It seemed silly to say that to a stranger, but you had to have been talking for over an hour now. He talked for most of it, never running out of things to say. 
The conversation stopped, when a small group of your island’s marines came in. You tried to avoid them, they were…not always on the “good guy” team. Very confrontational, and you hated it. So when they came in, you didn’t mean to, but you kind of hid behind Luffy. You didn’t know why they were there, but they were fully dressed in uniforms carrying their weapons. 
They stopped, and saw Luffy and his friends, immediately drawing their weapons. “Monkey D. Luffy you’re under arrest, for acts of piracy and thievery. Give yourself up, or we’ll take you in. Dead or alive, by any means necessary.” The marines looked serious, but that didn’t stop you from squealing. 
“Y-you’re…a pirate? With a bounty?” It was a whisper, and you found yourself backing away from him. You didn’t even get far, when he reached back and grabbed you arm, placing you close behind him once more. 
“Is this a crewmate? We’ll be taking them in as well, and anyone who falls under your command.” The leader of the group of marines chimed in, and turned to look around the bar. He saw the green haired swordsman, the orange haired girl, the man with the long nose and a blond man with…curly eyebrows? 
He waited a moment, but you had begun to shake. You couldn’t move! Luffy was holding your arm so tight! Apparently, Luffy interpreted this as you being afraid of the marines. He turned around, and put both arms on your shoulders holding you even more in place as tears fell down your face. “Don’t worry. They can’t hurt you. I won’t let them.” His wide smile turned into a serious scowl, and he let go of you to spin around and use his whole arm to fling the commander down to the ground. 
It was absolutely terrifying, when he went from silly and bubbly to lethal. You looked between him and his crew, and even they looked shocked. Luffy pounded on them, before one of the marines ran out, only to come back with an even larger group. One shot a weapon straight at you, as others began to shoot around the bar, causing you and everyone else to scream in terror. However as you closed your eyes and fell to the ground, you looked up to see Luffy being shot. His skin contorted, and the bullet was flung right back at the marine who fired it. 
The swordsman stood up, “Luffy. They called for backup.” He walked over and placed a hand on Luffy’s shoulder as he hit the man lying on the ground over and over. “Come on, let’s go.” Neither seemed worried, they were clearly capable of handling themselves. The woman and long nosed man seemed petrified though, hiding behind the blond. 
Luffy stopped, and turned back to you with a smile that didn’t suit the blood stained on his face. “Come on! We’re setting sail!” He grabbed you as you cried and pulled you close. Did he really expect you to go with him? After what he did? He killed marines…and with a smile on his face. The outside world was far too dangerous, and you would get yourself killed just like those marines! 
“I-I-” You wanted to say ‘I can’t, I don’t want to’ but the words couldn’t come out. If he would kill people supposed to bring order and peace to the world, how would you know that he wouldn’t do the same to you? Get bored, decide you’re weak and cast you aside? “I can’t fight!” Was all that you could get out, as the thoughts raced and tears fell. 
“It’s okay…” Luffy said, and pulled you into a hug before lifting you up into his arms with ease. He chuckled, and earlier in the day it would have sounded cute…but now? Spine chillingly alarming. He wasn’t stable…it’s not safe…you need to get out of here…but…
You were sure he meant the next words to sound reassuring, but they were far from so. It showed you…that this would be your life now. Running from the good guys, trapped with Luffy. A pirate, capable of murder. It was far from what you wanted in life, but you were so scared…and that fear only grew and developed the longer you were in his presence. He spoke, and it sounded cold. Unwavering. Maybe even determined. 
“I’ll protect you.” 
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