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starstruckmoony · 1 year

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call it what you want.

masterlist

pairing - remus lupin x fem!reader

summary - pure social media chaos. the whole gang is here. proper romance/fluff starts in the next part!

trope/tags - band/celeb!au, instagram/social media!au, modern!au, fluff, terrible humour

word count - 610

warnings - language

part 1 / part 2 / part 3

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yourusername

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yourusername go buy yourself some roses.

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yourusername says the one who goes on dates with himself

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yourusername virgin moment

starmanblack feminism

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user501170 single gang

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rjlupin

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rjlupin anyone wanna be my valentine? 🤪

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yourusername i thought you said you were independent

rjlupin people change y/n

yourusername don't make me laugh

rjlupin i did though

starmanblack bf material 😜

marymacdonald meeee

rjlupin don't you have a girlfriend?

marymacdonald no, she went to get milk

vance_emm your mum went to get milk

user637722 ME ME ME ME ME

user388211 pick me choose me love me

user374737 🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️

user111002 half of y'all are just forgetting you're famous HELPP

user277642 you and y/n commenting on each other's posts is the highlight of my day 😭😭

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yourusername

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yourusername a lil throwback to last year - my favourite people ever <3

tagged rjlupin, mmmckinnon

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starmanblack personally i like marlene more

yourusername don't we all?

rjlupin good luck finding a new singer sirius

marymacdonald you guys should collab

mmmckinnon possibilities

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mmmckinnon right back at you love <3

bartyyy what about me?

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rjlupin

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rjlupin broke into y/n's house today

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yourusername that was so naughty of you

rjlupin i learned from the best

yourusername are you calling me a criminal?

rjlupin look at you putting words into my mouth

yourusername not this again smh

maraudersofficial hurry up and write us a song

rjlupin that's your job sirius

maraudersofficial you gotta learn how to multitask

ev.rosier new music?

rjlupin hmmmmmm

mmmckinnon you should have invited me

rjlupin it didn't cross my mind oops

mmmckinnon i wonder why

lily_evans isn't that illegal?

prongsyboy to me, personally, it's cute

lily_evans i did not ask

user076646 that's my boyfriend everyone!

user463550 i can't tell if he's being sarcastic or not

user335545 ok now kiss

user101044 stop shipping them

user335545 no <3

yourusername

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yourusername something is cooking...

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rjlupin and i know what it is 😎

yourusername SHHHH

marymacdonald no one say sike

pete__ SIKE HAHA

casmeadowes no more waiting pls omg

user726362 OGJ MY GOD NEW ALBUM

user300106 UAJDJAJXJQJXJQJSJQHDAIXHAJ

user224737 I WASN'T CLOWNING THIS TIME

user100011 THIS AIN'T A DRILL EVERYONE

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yourusername

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yourusername my best friend is cooler (and drunker) than yours

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rjlupin cute but you're cooler anyway

yourusername are you flirting with me?

rjlupin depends how you define flirting

prongsyboy damn

starmanblack tell him to give me my jacket back

rjlupin you took my sweaters stfu

marymacdonald okay but lily is the coolest

yourusername lily.

rjlupin lily>

lily_evans i love you

bartyyy 🥵🥵

yourusername facts

maraudersofficial we have the funnest singer ever

rjlupin thanks pete

user675677 two pretty drunk best friends

user157463 is no one gonna talk about them lowkey flirting in the comments?

user224000 god really does have favourites

tagging some of my lovely mutuals <3

@sp1rit-realm @masivechaos @innerloverpainter @forourmoons @sw34terw34ther @withastrangerheart @nyxxxxxxxx @goodoldfashionedluvergirl @laluna0 @incorrectwolfstar

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rowanraven08 · 9 days

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Unsolicited tma rant no one asked for:

I’ve been thinking a bit about exactly what makes me like the Magnus archives so much, cause I’m not really into horror anthology. Yeah, it’s a good aspect of the genre, but it’s never really caught my interest that much. And I consider myself a fan of horror, but I don’t actually like that many horror movies that much. I like it as a genre, and watching video essays about it, about how different horror affects us, that sort of thing. Horror doesn’t even make me scared usually. I’ll flinch at jump scares of course, but it’s pretty rare that I’m watching a horror movie and be genuinely afraid of the murderer or demon or whatever’s on screen.

Tma even took me a while to get into. I started it maybe in October or November? And it took me until January to get even a dozen episodes in. It was good, but I was really just waiting until it got to the good bits that made everyone love it so much. I knew there was some sort of meta plot, and had a cannon gay ship, that was all I knew when I started, and the reason I kept on with it. I hate to say it, but if I didn’t know even that, I don’t think I would have listened to more than a couple episodes, because short self contained stories isn’t what I’m interested in. Especially when there’s a magic Latin book and a coffin with knocking (I thought it would be a vampire or something) or some weird thing luring people into alleys to kill them. I took those early episodes to be generic devil worship sort of horror, that the weird details were added in just to add to the spook. That’s something that tends to bother me with horror movies, when there’s all this dark magic just for the sake of dark magic, and ends with this big question or realization that can’t be solved. And I do understand ending movies with something the audience can’t understand, because the mystery and strangeness can add to the horror. But I really dislike this, I’m all cool with hard or impossible to understand endings, don’t get me wrong, but when there’s no way to theorize, no dots to start connecting, I find that really frustrating. A good example (I can’t find what movie it is, so if someone know lmk) is a movie with the classic family moves into large old house, creepy basement, with satanic sort of imagery. I did actually like most of it, the stairs to the basement were normal, until there was a ball knocked down them when the light was off, and you could hear it keep going far longer than the actual staircase was. That these stairs kept going for who knows how long when the light is off. What I didn’t like was the end, where we got to see what was at the bottom of these endless stairs, and there’s long lines of people in this void, just standing there. But there was no explanation for this, no way to start theorizing as to what this could be, why it happens.

This is what I thought TMA was gonna be. Each episode never really ended with an explanation, or a way to theorize (early on) and I thought it would stay that way. I remember in January I was finally listening to more on a plane ride, and got to ep22, Martin’s statement about Jane Prentiss. It wasn’t even this specific episode that got me interested, not fully. I did like the worms, description of Jane prentiss, all that but it was when I kinda realized there was something to theorize about, that there was actually something going on behind the scenes. And it kept me listening. It was a bit frustrating how slow the season seemed to go, because I wanted to know what the worms were about, and I admit I rushed through a few episodes, again, thinking they were just filler short stories to break apart the real meat of it. The episode I think that really sealed the deal was strange music, specifically the bit between Sasha and Jon, I wasn’t too interested in creepy clown dolls, but that silly little debate over how to pronounce calliope was honestly charming. Like “oh, these characters aren’t gonna be overdramatized horror movies characters, at least not too much.” Once I got to the season 1 finale I was obsessed and basically finished the rest in two or three weeks (I listened to the last 120 episode in a single week).

And good lord Jonny I am SO SORRY I DOUBTED YOU. Because none of it was creepy books or creepy dolls or weird coffins for the hell of it, you weren’t actually left with no idea of what the ending meant. You just had to listen to Jon as he because paranoid and pulled out the red string, pulling all the pieces together for you until we finally got the big picture. I never once expected the fears, or avatars, or that Robert smirk was anything but a weird architecture, that Jonah Magnus was anything but a stuffy old man who founded the institute. And that’s why I think I love TMA so much, is there really is a big satisfying pay out as a listener, I didn’t even put the dots together myself and it’s still gratifying. The slow realization that these episodes aren’t just horror for the sake of horror, they have a reason, an explanation, and it still manages to keep a level of mystery and unknowability that makes you just always want to know more. Re-listening has been genuinely so fun, because especially with later episodes I’m able to connect those dots, and see the full picture as it unravels. The thing in the dark alley wasn’t targeting smokers to be spooky, it was a monster collecting victims to use in a ritual, and that addiction is part of the web.

So yeah, that was probably really redundant, but I just really love that slow reveal, all the little bits you can connect, and theories you can make. Jonathan Sims forgive me for ever doubting your writing, I see now you’re a genius, please give me your brain, I need it for my own creativity. Thanks for coming to my ted talk

#the magnus archives #tma #jonathan sims #rambles #rant #rant post #tma rambles

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vclvetfleur · 6 months

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Freak Show Chapter 1

Buggy x fem! reader

Summary: Y/n held her own crew to excellency. No games. They had to follow your rule and that was the end. You did gift them from time to time when deserved but if you were going to be Ruler of the Pirates and find the One piece, you needed to be taken seriously. But Buggy was your complete opposite. And he was determined to pull you down at whatever it costed him.

Word Count: 3k

Notes: I hope you guys enjoy. this is my first anime fan fic.

Chapter 1

You had been on the sea for weeks now, finally landing on some piece of land to loot and rob the town blind. It wasn’t hard. People seemed to severely underestimate you, despite your appearance. Your crew mate rushed to your quarter's door, knocking frantically. You quite weren’t ready to make your appearance, but the nuisance seemed to not stop even after you purposely ignored them. You laid down the face makeup, getting up from your chair to answer. You swung the door open, looking up at your crewmate.

“I’m so sorry to bother you…” They quickly apologized, not wanting to feel the wrath of your annoyance.

“Spit it out. What is it? What could you possibly have to bother me for?” You sneered at them.

They lowered their head, nervous, shaking to upset you with the news.

“What is it shithead?” You nearly shouted at them.

“Uhh- it might seem that we- we landed in occupied land.” They tried to gently put you down. You rolled your eyes, slamming the door in their face before going back to your vanity mirror.

You planned on checking out what they were even trying to tell you after you were finished getting ready. Thankfully you were mostly done. You added the finishing touches to your looks before slipping on your captain attire, a long lacey ruffled black dress. You left your quarters seeing your crew mate still waiting for you.

“What the fuck is wrong?” You asked once again as you were making your way up to the main deck. You looked around to see everyone waiting for you. They all stared, frightened to upset you. “What is it?” You asked.

“I fear we landed somewhere that another crew occupied.” Another crewmate stepped forward to inform you. You pinched the bridge of your nose, letting out a huff as you scanned through options of what to exactly do from here. “I guess we’ll have to rob them too. Who is it?” You asked. They all said nothing. You rolled your eyes, not even wanting to listen any longer. “Lets go! Grab your swords and let’s get to it.” You lead them. You grabbed your sword from your quarters quickly, attaching the belt for it over your hips. You put on a thigh knife holder, strapping it on tightly before pulling the skirt over it. You headed out and left your ship, leaving a few of your crew to keep watch of the ship, under the leadership of your most trusted, Lilian.

Lilian has been on your crew since you started it. You grew up together after a pirate crew swarmed your town and destroyed everything. You were left alone until you and Lilian found each other. Since then, you’ve never left the others side.

You trusted her with your life. God knows how many times she’s saved it.

You wondered the empty desolate town, seeing houses and markets broken into. Everything seem to be tossed or burnt down in hopes for some loot. But nothing was of value to them apparently. You ordered a few crewmates to search and take 3 or 4 people with them to find something good to bring on the ship. You had mouths to feed.

You felt a smack fall against your head as you dropped to the floor. You looked up to see a gloved hand flying. Buggy… You got up quickly looking around for the clown. “Come out! Don’t fucking hide like last time coward!” You shouted into the air before feeling a sweep underneath you. You hit your head on an empty cart, losing consciousness. You were slowly regaining it back before seeing fog come into your sight and eventually knocking out.

Your crew got swarmed and was taken hostage as it seemed as you were being carried away. A few crewmembers tried to fight off the hands that grabbed onto you all the meanwhile trying to fight the hand so I grabbed onto them.

You were awoken to the side of bars in front of you and a large crowd. Typical.

The only way buggy would ever get a crowd to actually want to watch a show was kidnapping them and forcing applause.

You looked around, seeing tears in peoples eyes as a large smile was planted over their lips. The lights were dim before a spotlight was shined upon you.

You knew you could easily get out but you wanted to witness the shit show that would eventually play out.

Applauses were forced on the crowd as a jester held a sign, walking around and threatening the crowd to clap for their big opener. You crossed your lips across the other, laying your back against the bars as you watched what was going to eventually unfold in front of you. You waited with anticipation, knowing Buggy had nothing on you. He knew none of your weaknesses and yet you knew all of his.

“Everyone hold your hands together for Genuis Jester, The Cackling Fool…” Buggy’s crew announced to the crowd.

“The big red-nosed freak!” You yelled out. That surely will get a reaction out of it. And you were right.

He walked out of the shadows, his long beige penny-line coat swinging from behind him as he furiously stomped out from the darkness. “Stop! Stop! Did you freaks forget to tape this one's mouth shut? You know how much she loves to talk. Have we learned nothing?” He screamed at his crew of freaks. He let out a deep breath, holding his composure before finally letting it go. “regardless. You’ve all been acquainted I assume. I am Buggy! You’re main act. And this tonight is my lovely assistant. What’s your name sweetheart?” He turned to you. Your eyes squinting at his, your lips curled in an annoyed manner. “Oh piss off.” You rolled your eyes.

Buggy’s amusement grew, his lips suppressing a giggle from escaping his red painted lips. It pleased him how annoyed you got easily. It just would in turn end in a good fight.

This clearly wasn’t the first you’ve met. You’ve never liked Buggy, and you both ended up in some kind of odd competition that mostly seemed one-sided. You raided places and he would either try to rob you blind or get their first. But in turn, you’d rob him right back. You had encountered each other the first time when your crew had run into his ship on the East Blue where you did what any pirate with a 20,000,000 bounty would do. You ordered your crew to sneak onto his ship and rob him. Stealing weapons, food, treasures, and most importantly maps. That day ended in a years-long battle between the two of you, trying to be the worst versions of each other. Your bounties only got higher as you both tried to defeat one another, but it also just made you both bigger targets.

“Oh sweetheart… is that really a way to talk to your captor? You are in a cage after all. Might wanna be careful what you say.” He warned.

“Let’s not play games Puggy…” Your voice was deadpan, showing no fear or interest in what he had to say. You wanted this to hurry up. Any minute wasted could be time used to find the One Piece and make you the Ruler of Pirates. That was your only dream and Buggy made it way harder for some reason. His weird obsession with you was always puzzling.

“It’s Bugg-“ He tried to correct you.

“I know freak. Now hurry up.” You cut him off.

Your head slammed against the wall of the cages as a detached gloved hand gripped your jaw, thumb gripping tightly on one side and the rest of the clawed into the other. His pointed finger laid across your lips, shushing you.

“Would you just enjoy the show for once? God you talk a lot. More than me, I think. What do you guys think, huh?” He turned his attention to the audience. You had to give it to him. He was a natural performer. Even if nothing went his way, he would pick up where it fell and continue. Nothing stopped him. The show must always go on. “These lovely people spent a lot to come see me. Don’t ruin it for them, alright doll? Now again… tell us your name…” He finally turned over to you. He kneeled in front of the cage, his hand releasing it’s grip from your face and back onto his body.

You sighed, holding your face, feeling a mark already forming on your jaw. “my name is y/n… future leader and ruler of pirates.” You lazily introduced yourself.

“See was it so hard to perform for an audience? Wait- do you have stage fright? Does this- does all this frighten you?” He tried to get a rise out of you.

You just shook your head at him, trying to find a way to escape without causing a scene. His back was finally turned to you as he began to perform and speak to the crowd of hostages, their hands and ankles chained to the floor. “Now what act do you think my lovely new assistant should perform with me first, huh?” He asked.

You focused your energy on working your abilities as you seemingly disappeared to everyone. You pulled a pickpocket from your boots and began to work on the lock before finally getting it open. Once the door slowly opened you felt a sudden fist across your cheek. You reappeared as your body slammed against the floor.

One of the reasons Buggy was so fascinated with you as you were one of the rare pirates he’d met with abilities of the Devil Fruit. You ate it while scrounging for food after your town was destroyed, finding the fruit locked away in what once was a grocery store. It wasn’t locked but was protected by a door in the storage. You desperately ate the entire thing and minutes later discovered your new ability. Invisibility.

“How the fuck did you see me?” You shouted, hand on cheek. “Lucky guess.” Buggy let out a high pitched chuckle as he stood over you.

You in turn mocked his laugh before feeling his boot make an impact with your stomach. You gripped your sides tightly before focusing your energy once more. You disappeared once again. You ran away before making a run towards Buggy and jumping up, landing a kick into his chest. He fell, you bouncing off of him before rolling and tumbling yourself. You watched him quickly get up, watching the floor for your footprints. He had this setting planned. You couldn’t hide from the sandy floor, every movement you made showing where you truly were.

“Oh, come on, don’t hide now. What’s the fun in that? I haven’t even shown off what I can do!” He laughed manically as he tried to find where you were. He sees footprints coming into his view before pulling his body apart. They flew in whatever direction he saw the marks in the sand were being made, eventually getting to you.

You fell down once more, his hands gripping each of your wrists tightly before his boot came into spot of your stomach once more, adding pressure. His body parts flew back together, his whole body standing over you. He kneeled down, hands tightening their grip on your wrists, marking them with his hands. His boot was replaced with his knee as he leaned in closer to you. “Oh no, did the rat finally get caught?” His lips curled into a giant shit-eating grin, showing all of his teeth. His eyes squinting with glee and pleasure of seeing you this way. “What the fuck is this for? Huh? What’s this obsession with me?” You spitefully spoke. Your eyes locked with his, trying to get a reading on what he exactly had planned. “I’m not joining your show.”

“You really don’t have a choice when you're under me like this darling.” He teased. “Hmmm what should we do with you? Hmm?” His painted-on eyebrows raised as if he would actually listen to you. You opened your mouth to only be shushed by the clown again. “OH! How about knife throwing?” He asked. His hands transferred one of your wrists under the grip to his other hand, freeing his one hand, but keeping yours securely under his. He let his hand drop down to the skirt of your dress, lifting it up. His fingers glazing over your skin. He made sure to keep the anticipation of the show as slow as possible as he lifted the skirt over your thighs to reveal the garter holding your knife against your skin.

“This looks like a good one… ooo sharp too? Did you sharpen it today just for me, doll? How sweet?” He teased before calling on his freaks to grab you off the floor. You tried to break free but to no avail.

Your wrists were once again held captive as Buggy’s gang of freaks tightly wrapped the straps against your skin. You pushed back enough hoping you’d get yourself out of it.

“Now… let’s see a real trick…” Buggy claimed as he tossed your knife up in the air, catching the handle once it came down from the air. “I will be tossing these at this lovely lady… But… while we cannot see her… doesn’t that sound fun?” He asked the audience, one of his freaks holding up an applause sign, forcing them to agree with him. He turned back to you, turning his head to the side as he slipped his coat off, exposing his toned arms. “Come on my dark and gloomy princess… why don’t you give them what they want? I’m pretty sure we don’t want anyone to see you spinning around in a skirt anyway. Plus, we can then see how good of an aim I really am.” He continued to convince. You pulled on your restraints enough, trying to figure out your escape plan.

You looked at Buggy with a pleading look. “Come on. Do your little trick. Don’t you trust me to know what I’m doing? Now once this starts spinning, you’re gonna perform your disappearing act, okay?” He tried to convince you. You knew he wasn’t going to care to aim. He was just gonna throw knives at the board. He had no regard for you. Why would he? One of his freaks came by, making sure you were securely in. You noticed the painted-on face. Your lips curved into a smirk before going back to the act of feared prisoner for Buggy. The wheel began to spin, your wrists and ankles now more freed after you had one of your crew disguised themselves as one of Buggy’s freaks to loosen your restraints. The grabbed the corner and spun you around as past as possible. You focused and made your disappearing act. You had to act quick. You quickly tugged one of your wrists out of the restraint and undid the next hand. You grabbed the buckles of each restraint pulling them off. The wheel spun too quickly for Buggy to even notice them being undone.

You climbed on the back of the wheel, standing on the pole that held the wheel. You continued to make it spin as you gripped the sides and pushed. You didn’t want Buggy to be suspicious. You felt a thud go against the board, a knife sticking out from the wood. You let out a quick faked yelp, hoping Buggy bought it. Hopefully your acting skills were up to par with your sneaking skills. You watched Buggy carefully before planning your attack. You bent your knees before hurling your body towards his. You extended your leg out towards him, kicking him in the chest. You grabbed the knives from his side belts and held your own against his throat.

“Try it. It’s not the first time you’ve cut my head off.” Buggy begged you on.

“You're right. It isn’t… But hey… quick question… Where’s the freak holding the sign?” You asked him.

His head turned to see none of his crew around. Slowly as the show went on, your crew carefully and quietly took them out, most of them backstage.

“Maybe next time don’t hire a man to take out 4 to 5 people at the same time…” You whispered in his ear before taking the knife against his throat. His head off his body before spotting one of your crew mates in a clown costume with a bag. You threw the head their way before they caught Buggy’s head in the sack, tying it up. “See you Binkly!” You shouted before hopping off of him. You grabbed the bag from your crew, attached it to a rope that held the sandbags and reeled him high up.

“Fucking idiot…” You giggled before feeling a smack go against your head. You forgot Buggy’s body could still move without his head. He was like a chicken. You and your crew rushed out as you had found out the plan from the rest. They took out Buggy’s crew and looted the town while the rest came to save you. This would lead into a reward for the entire crew. They deserved it after all.

You went to the ship, making sure everyone arrived safely before departing. You searched for every piece of loot that was brought pack, pleased with everything you found. But best of all, a poster of your new wanted poster with the new bounty for your head. You were surely going to hang this up in your quarters.

“Everyone! Amazing work today! It didn’t go as smooth as hoped, but I’m glad to see where your loyalty lies. So with that… let me show you mine… You can all have a choice of the pile of loot today and… a celebration.” You announced. You were going to bring out the finest liquor you stored in your quarters. You ordered two crew members to bring out the barrels and ordered the chef on duty to get first pick before preparing for the major feast you planned tonight. Thankfully they brought back enough food for a feast.

You unfortunately did not feel like joining along with your crew. You decided to go to your quarters and spend the rest of the night alone. You looked at the window, watching the sky collide with the dark sea. This is definitely not what you imagined your life to be. But plans never work out the way you imagined. You spent the rest of the night just daydreaming, knowing this is what your life was. And you were content.

#buggy the genius jester #captain buggy #buggy the clown #buggy x reader #buggy one piece #buggy x you #buggy fanfiction #one piece #opla #opla buggy #opla x reader #opla fanfiction #one piece fanfiction

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thebunnednun · 3 months

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LA!Buggy the Clown x Fem!Reader Enchanted meeting Part 2

Clown fuckers of the world unite!

Part 1

Chapter 2 my loves! I forgot to mention this in my last post but please comment your thoughts! I want to see what you all found humorous and what you’d like to see more of. If there are any tags I missed feel free to comment on them! :3 <3 Btw, the reader almost kisses the clown. ON WITH THE SHOW!

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“I can’t fucking believe you convinced us to do this.”

Zoro was being a drama mama in the corner of the massive tent you built. Who knew that a 120-berry tent would come in handy? After a little bit of sweet talking you managed to convince some of the entertainers to sell you a tent the Russian circus could be proud of.

Everyone was able to fit inside and even used the piles of salvageable goods for makeshift walls. Zoro had gotten ready in a black fitted vest and some casual grey slacks. You were applying some smoky black eyeliner and purple eye shadow with a light hand. “Sanji finally got Usopp to stop crying. I don’t think it’s healthy for him to be here right now. I mean he finally put down that piece of wood.” This ship was more than a vessel, it was your home. Where Sanji cooked meals, and everyone took their place beside each other.

“Yeah, well, it would boost morale. Let’s try to put on a brave face for the others tonight." Your offer of reason just made him sigh, "Fine. But then back to reality." You roll your eyes and shoot him a smile. You knew Zoro was just being a butthead. Exiting your “room” together allowed you to bump into Robin and Chopper. “Looking cuter than usual, papa.” Chopper basked in the compliments and gave you a twirl. He found a big red bowtie and some matching blue shorts.

Robin was wearing a royal blue jacket that resembled a ringmaster's coat. She offered a warm but tired smile. “Where’s Usopp?” “Right here my sweets!~” Sanji emerged with a red-eyed Pinocchio. Sanji was dressed in simple black and blue attire while Usopp managed to find something of a forest green. You yourself decided on a vampy look. A black dress with red mesh for sleeves and a pair of deep red chunky heels. Who gives a shit about practically when you look sexy?

Luffy emerged scratching his rear with Nami swatting his hand away. He was in his usual chances but was convinced to put on a normal T-shirt with a star design. Nami looked like a magician's assistant with a similar smoky black vest and plum skirt combo that complimented her figure nicely. Brooks looked as though he was auditioning for the part of a lion with how voluminous his fro was looking.

You nodded at each other and he spoke, “I’d say we clean up rather nicely for having just been shipwrecked.” It was good to see him returning to his elegant self. “Of course, we can’t just parade around as is. So.. I brought masks!” You gleamed while holding up a shopping bag. A mix of groans and snickering.

Everyone took a mask that hid their face completely or partly. To be fair, it would be easy to spot the Straw Hat crew even without the literal skeleton following around. Seeing the sun begin to dip you all decided to get going before night. On the way everyone soon fell into pleasant conversation while following you and Zoro.

“Okay, first we eat! Then, we can play games.” Luffy cheered while running to the outdoor food court. Zoro (finally smiling) rolled his eyes and chuckled,” I’ll go with him and make sure he doesn’t eat the stall itself.” Robin took Chopper to the bounce house while Sanji’s interest was captured by a woman in a red leotard. Usopp was looking around some of the merchant stalls and you were happy to trail behind Brooks as he began to try his bones at ring toss.

The night was a serene affair with warm, salty air, and a gentle breeze that stirred the surrounding foliage. Sitting on a bench overlooking the vast expanse of the ocean, you felt a sense of happiness and contentment. As you looked around, you noticed that the darkness of the area was a bit creepy, but the beauty of the surroundings made up for it. Your friends had survived a shipwreck and were now enjoying the town's festival, but you had no idea what it was about.

Looking over the crowd, you saw many people, including children, wearing masks of all shapes and sizes. As the newest member of the group, you didn't even have a wanted poster yet. Since you always hid your face, there was no point in wearing a mask, right?

Just as you were about to remove your sweaty mask, you heard deep chuckling, sounds of thunder, and children screaming. The mixture of sounds was strange and unnerving, and you felt a sense of curiosity rising within you. Turning away from the ocean, you followed the sounds and found yourself making your way towards the fun house.

Children began to pour through the back doors of the fun house as you did your best not to bump into anyone. Coincidentally, Brooks and Usopp had the same idea. “AHH Y/N DON’T DO THAT!” Usopp shrieked, jumping into Brooks' bony arms and immediately falling. The surrounding children found this amusing. “It’s not MY fault if you’re so jumpy.” You dusted off your heels and looked around. Things seem to be calmer now but something about the house seemed…. Off.

Brooks seemed to sense your discomfort. “Maybe the lady would prefer if we left this area? We could still catch up to the captain and grab some tea before the show.” You shook your head, ”Nah, I’ll be okay. Let’s go in together though. There’s something strange about this house.”

Taking one last look at the outside the three of you stumble into the “fun” house. ‘Fun house my ass,’ you thought while trying to regain your footing. As your eyes adjusted to the darkness you realized it was indeed an old house. However, it was decorated more to the liking of some 1860s vampires. There was the faint smell of mothballs.

“This looks more like a horror house,” Usopp quipped and began touching the walls. Brooks was silent looking at a skeletal dummy in the corner. You placed a hand on his scapula,” Yeah buddy, try not to think about it too much.” Slowly you all made your way into a corridor that split into different hallways. “Do we split or stay together?” You wondered out loud.

“Ya don’t get a choice, sweetheart.” A gruff voice answered.

Suddenly the floor gave out from under your doormat, “Y/N!!” the unusual duo screamed with hands outstretched. You slide under the floor, barely missing their fingertips. A metal slide was delivering you somewhere but there could only be a basement under the house, right? Seeing a neon light at the end of the circular tunnel you stopped yourself before falling out completely. You placed a hand out to feel some surface before slipping and dropping onto a concrete floor.

“Fuck,” this was harder than the sandy landing you were blessed with earlier. After regaining your breathing and sitting up your eye finally adjusted and noticed that the neon light was actually multiple lights. Surrounding you was a maze of silly mirrors that distorted your image completely. “No wonder those kids got out. But NOOO I just had to bring Scooby and the gang in here!” You rubbed your sore ass before dusting off. Thankfully, your heels weren’t broken and you didn’t feel any bumps on your head.

But, getting outta this one was going to take some skill. You notice that the wood surface you felt was another trapdoor that spits you out. However, it was already closed, and no telling when it would open again. Your only option would be to try the maze and do your best. Sighing you pulled out a little tube of red lipstick from your cleavage. Better to Hansel and Gretel your way out than be lost the whole night. That was if you made it out at all. ‘Don’t be ridiculous. The staff has to do a sweep and my friends wouldn’t leave without me anyway.’

The thoughts you offered yourself held comfort. But you’d be lying if you didn’t feel scared. Particularly, it felt as if someone was watching you. Looking around the room and doing a little head shake you strolled up to one of the mirrors and fixed yourself before uncapping the deep red lipstick and touching up your lips.

However, your gaze wandered and you could see something watching you from behind another mirror. “Ah!” you turned around suddenly with your back against the cold glass. Nothing, of course, was there. Simply a figure of your imagination.

But, you knew something was there. And you began to mark each mirror with an angry red slash. Looking over your shoulder gave you little security.

Wait….

Great, now you were hearing things. Because you could’ve sworn you heard a faint,” Yo ho,” and the sound of men's boots following you. “I need to get the fuck outta here.” Step, step, step, step, silence. What was the voice you heard before you fell? It was too deep to be Usopp but also not mature enough to be Brooks. Maybe someone over a monitor was watching you guys? Finally, with mercy, you reached a door that led to a staircase. Taking small quiet steps you held your breath and felt relief when you heard no sounds behind you.

Just as you were about to reach the door it was flung open and strong cold hands grabbed you. “Y/N!!!” You felt a familiar long nose and afro in your face crushing you into a tight hug. Your sweet goofballs have found you! Returning the hug with much vigor you breathed a sigh of relief. “Now don’t you ever disappear through the floor again!” Brooks scolded, waving his arms widely. You let out a soft giggle and he couldn’t help but let the anger melt away. “I can’t promise anything. But what happened to you guys?” Usopp began to spin a wild tale about fighting off monsters and being the one to locate you. “There is Pinocchio ass goes again,” mumbled Brooks rolling his sockets. You could see why those kids were scared. But something deep down inside told you that it wasn’t because of the mirrors. “Let’s get outta here already. I’m sure the others are looking for us.”

The trio made their way to the food court where Luffy was arguing the advertised size of a Jumbo Philly cheesesteak hotdog with an embarrassed Nami and Zoro patting his stomach. Robin was enjoying some warm tea in a travel mug and Chopper had gotten you a big soft pretzel. “Nice job papas,” you mused and rubbed his head affectionately. Sanji strolled up (having just been banned from the kissing booth) and handed Nami a cake plushie. “Something sweet for someone sweet~” She rolled her eyes but accepted the plush peace offering. You tried to shake off the past events but could see Brooks whispering to Luffy and Zoro.

They looked at each other and continued to talk in hushed whispers.

Looking around you realized the booths seemed to be… Deserted. There was no life in them anymore. “I think it’s time for the show. Let’s get going.” Zoro took the lead and everyone gathered their goods. He bumped his hip with yours slightly and you looked up from your pretzel. The green bean haired male raised a single eyebrow at you and you shrugged looking ahead. It’s not like you actually got trapped down there. It was just.. nothing. “It was nothing,” your explanation is accepted, for now, as the Green giant hummed in response. You decided to hang back a little and joined hands with Robin and Nami. Chopper got to ride on Usopp's shoulders for the sake of time.

Arriving at the big top you all paid 4 bounty a ticket. It was a little dark when you first stepped in. Looking around you decided to take hold of Zoro's arm for a little help walking. Luffy whipped out a wad of cotton candy and you traded half your pretzel for it. A hum of excited children and families surrounded you all as everyone took their seats in the middle of the stands.

Suddenly, the spotlight came on and a huge puff of smoke developed inside the ring. Whipping your eyes, you found yourself staring at all the performers. You even saw the lion from earlier! Searching for the man that gave you the flier your eyes tried capturing everyone from the sea of entertainers. Acrobats, jugglers, contortionists, and… a single clown?

His eyes were closed but he stood in the center of all the chaos. Around you, children and parents lost their minds cheering, clapping, and waving to all the performers.

Finally, the clown opened his eyes. He wore a ringmaster's coat, nothing like Robins, and sported a blood-orange pirate hat. Two blue ‘ribbons’ (you guessed) hung from either side of his hat. The boots he wore didn’t look like performance shoes either. And the makeup he wore didn’t look like a typical clown. He had painted his mouth into a permanent blood-red smile. And then you noticed his nose. It looked as though he tapped a rather large orange to his face.

Wait. Did you just see the nostrils twitch as he breathed?

“Huh, that’s pretty strange-” “BINKY?!” Luffy shouted prompting Nami to immediately slap her hand over his loud mouth. “SHHHH!” she hissed into his ear. But she herself looked slightly worried.

The clown man immediately seemed to shift his focus on the group ahead of him. Zoro was now sitting tensely and at attention. “Psst, whose Binky?” you whispered. “Tell you later. Right now, we all need to leave this circus.” Your brow furrowed. Leave? Over a pirate clown?

“There’s no way we could get up without him seeing us,” said Usopp, putting a hand on your shoulder. You could tell his energy was off. “I knew I remembered that voice from somewhere.” Luffy’s smile deepened into a frown. Everyone was acting so fucking weird. You were about to voice your concerns when a familiar voice cut you off-

“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, children of all ages, thank you, truly. It will be my personal pleasure to entertain you all this evening.~”

The clown had now stepped closer to your group. Zoro tugged your sleave but you couldn't help take your eyes off the flashy clown before you.

“Oh…”

You caught yourself about to speak but quickly bit your lips together. Not to be dramatic, but his eyes were a really fucking pretty shade of green. The blue tones around his eyes complimented them so well. You didn’t hear much of what he said, only noticing when he waved his hands at the other performers who either disappeared or got into place.

Zoro couldn’t help but spare you a glance. “Y/n, are you seriously checking out the clown?!” He grunted through closed teeth. Quickly, you shook your head no and looked around that stadium. Luffy was still frowning. Nami was holding onto his arm and you could see Robin pull Chopper into her lap with Sanji putting a protective face on. “Damn, clown,” was all you heard from the seats next to you.

Placing your hand over Usopps, you try to offer him some comfort by running your thumb over his hand. The first act was a simple trapeze act with the performers mixing it up at the end by juggling and riding a unicycle out. Then there was the lion and sheep man but the routine wasn’t comedic. However, you couldn’t stop sweeping over the crowd looking for that green-eyed clown.

And from the looks of things he had no problem finding you.

“Mmm,” you let go of your ruby lips to see him transfixed on your face, head tilted. Almost like he was studying you. You quickly looked away from the act and touched your cheek. Wait, Fuck. You must have dropped your mask in the funhouse when you fell. Looking out the corner of your side, you could still see him staring at you curiously. You decided to close your eyes and try to land back on earth.

‘Everything is going to be okay. I’m safe right here and Zoro will tell me what happened when we get back to the ship.’ The reasoning was stopped when you heard loud screams.

“OH MY GOD!”

A mother (presumably) had cried out along with many other children.

Opening your eyes, you saw the clown's body standing perfectly still as the lion’s face made a puffy expression.

“HE ATE HIS HEAD! HE ATE HIS HEAD!”

Regrettably, you couldn’t stop the, “Oh Shit!” that came out of your mouth causing you to gain a few harsh glares from the parents around. Unconsciously rising to your feet, you leaned in closer to see the damage done. “Where’s his blood?” A few children began to cry a disembodied voice could be heard from the lion.

The sheepman ran over, opened the lion's jaws, and the clown's body walked over and plopped his head back on like nothing happened. The stands fell silent once more before more cheering and screams EXPLODED from the people around you.

“Y/n sit down.”

Oops, forgot you were still standing.

The clown seemed to be drinking in all the attention and flashed an admittedly sexy smile. He raised his arms over his head and a hush fell over the people. “Thank you all for your attention. Now for this next act, I need a volunteer please.” If you weren’t interested before you sure were now, even if you didn’t raise your hand. Zoro, clearly annoyed began to tug at your hand, “Y/n sit-”

“Would the young lady with the cherry red lips please step forward?”

You were blinded once more by the other spotlight as you held your hands up to protect your vision. The light dimmed a bit and you could see everyone, staring at you expectantly, excluding your crew mates.

They were busy staring at the clown in front of you with an outstretched hand. Taking his cue, he shot you a wink and urged you forward. If only your feet would cooperate.

“Don’t be shy now. I don’t bite~” he teased while flashing his teeth. You’d be lying if you said that didn’t do something for you. Not to mention there was this little heartbeat down there that started-

“Aww, maybe she’s shy. Everyone! Let’s give this young lady a round of applause!”

He raised his arms once again and began to clap along with everyone. A single gloved hand shot out towards you urging you to take its hold. Softly pressing your smaller hand into it you were then gently tugged forward towards the ring.

However, you couldn’t feel your legs and as you stepped forward your heels betrayed you again, leading you to tumble down the stands into the arms of the clown before you with your lips-”

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theonceoverthinker · 1 year

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...I really don’t know how I came to ship this, but I do, and here we are!

Here’s a little Bowuigi idea I had yesterday while waiting at the dentist office.

So Bowser and Luigi have been going out for some time, like a few months. Everyone’s accepted it, Mario included because he loves his little bro, but reluctantly. Trusting Bowser feels difficult.

One day, Luigi is helping Bowser during a battle with an outside invading kingdom (We’ll say it’s the Penguin Kingdom from the movie’s teaser, now back with an actually formidable army/arsenal). This particular battle is closer to the border of the Mushroom Kingdom than it is Bowser’s castle and during the fight, Luigi gets hurt pretty badly. He’s knocked out at the very least, maybe has a broken bone or two, and has a lot of bruising. Bowser has his minions finish the fight with the Penguin Kingdom while he gets Luigi to safety. Though he’d prefer to take Luigi to his castle, the distance makes that difficult and Luigi needs immediate help. What’s not a terribly far distance away, much to Bowser’s chagrin, is Mario and Luigi’s home, and so he sets his Clown Copter for there.

Mario, Peach, and Toad are hanging out at Mario’s place. Mario’s telling Peach and Toad about how Luigi is helping Bowser fight against the invasion, and Peach can tell that Mario isn’t himself. They talk a bit more about Luigi and Bowser’s relationship, and Mario says that he’s happy that Luigi is happy, but that the idea of trusting Bowser with his brother’s heart is tough for him. Luigi’s spent so much of his life feeling small and up against someone with as big of a personality and strong of a stature, he doesn’t want Luigi to suffer at Bowser’s hands if he doesn’t take of and respect him. Peach reminds Mario that Luigi has a way of bringing out the best in every one he meets, a sentiment that Mario agrees with, giving Peach a grateful smile. He gives an unsure sigh and says that he supposes only time will tell.

Suddenly, Bowser arrives, Luigi’s passed out form in his arms.

Mario’s first instinct is to yell at Bowser for putting Luigi in danger, but Bowser’s worrying has that instinct die in his throat, instead leading Bowser to Luigi’s room, where they settle Luigi in. It’s a tight fit -- Luigi’s room is on the small side relative to Bowser’s form, and while there are chairs, they’re too tiny for him to even sit in. Out of exhaustion from the battle as well as his overwhelming sense of worry for Luigi, Bowser sits on the floor, two claws wrapped around his hand.

Toad starts preparing medicine while Peach and Mario listen to Bowser as he tells them what happened.

Bowser gives an abridged telling of the battle. However, Peach and Mario have questions because of that abridged recount.

As Bowser speaks, looking at Mario’s stern look, Peach’s worrying gaze at Luigi, and Luigi himself, he begins to feel hatred towards himself. It doesn’t matter that Luigi volunteered to help out: Luigi got hurt because of him. He would be fine if he hadn’t involved Luigi, if he stayed as far away from Luigi as possible. Surely, Mario and Peach feel the same. The guilt Bowser feels rattles in his head like an earthquake as he self-depricates like rainfall during a storm. Before he can even fully finish he recounting of the battle, Bowser excuses himself, running out of the brothers’ home before anyone can properly react. Any attempts to follow him in that moment are interrupted by Toad as he needs help with Luigi’s medicine.

An hour or two passes, and it’s getting dark. Bowser has long since stopped running, and is now walking a half mile or so around the brothers’ home. What hasn’t stopped is the self-deprication, staying just as powerful as it was while he was in the house.

Why did he let himself be with Luigi? He’s a giant monster. Luigi’s the sweetest person alive. He should never show his face to Luigi again. Being hated is better than endangering Luigi.

Bowser hears his name called from behind him. He turns around. Peach is there. She tells Bowser to come back to the house with her. Bowser starts to tell her that he shouldn’t, but Peach doesn’t let him. She says that Luigi adores him and as soon as he wakes up, Bowser’s the first thing he’s going to be asking for, and that Bowser needs to be there when he does. Peach states that they both know that Luigi won’t be able to rest, let alone forgive himself, if he doesn’t know that Bowser is okay. Bowser tries to bring up more counterpoints, but Peach cuts them off, giving him a sharp look before Bowser finally follows her lead back to Mario and Luigi’s house.

Toad is still in the kitchen when Bowser arrives, though it doesn’t seem like he’s cooking medicine anymore. Bowser takes that as a good sign as he follows Peach into Luigi’s room. Bowser looks to Luigi first when he enters the room. Luigi’s in fresh pajamas and has a compress on his head, bandages where his bones are hurt, and a few ice packs here and there. What an especially relieving sensation is what Bowser hears. Luigi’s snoring softly, a sign that any serious danger Luigi might have faced has passed. Bowser feels tears trying to fight their way up his eyes, just barely kept under his surface.

Luigi’s going to be okay.

Upon taking his eyes off of Luigi, a downright Herculean effort on his half, Bowser sees that something significant has changed. Right next to Luigi’s bedside, a big armchair that Bowser vaguely recalls seeing in the brothers’ living room earlier now sits. Bowser can tell immediately that it’s just his size, save for the presence of its occupant. Mario, who is sitting in the chair, gets up and nods to Bowser to sit. Bowser can see scuffs on Mario’s gloves that weren’t there before, and it hits Boswer exactly how that chair came to be at its current location. Bowser, nodding back at Mario, sits in the chair and takes Luigi’s hand in two of his claws, kissing Luigi’s knuckles.

Not long after Bowser’s return, Mario pulls one of Luigi’s smaller chairs to the foot of Luigi’s bed, a hand placed on his brother’s sock-clad foot, absentmindedly rubbing his thumb over it.

Peach goes off to make everyone tea, leaving Bowser and Mario alone together.

Even though Luigi and Bowser are dating, Bowser and Mario have spent very little in each other’s company since they started. That time has been...awkward, to say the least. And now, they’ve got hours upon hours of it to “look forward” to.

It’s going to be a long night.

Bowser usually knows what to say (Or at least knows what he wants to say if he’s striving for good behavior and can’t actually say it). Right now though, with Luigi unconscious and the story of how he got that way not fully cleared up yet, he’s bereft of words.

What CAN he really say right now, especially to Mario of all people?

Is he supposed to apologize to Mario for putting Luigi in harm’s way? That doesn’t feel right to say. Peach told Bowser herself on the way back to the house that Luigi chose to join him in battle, and she made him promise to not forget that (Peach can be a force to be reckoned with when she want to).

Should he try to clear up what happened during the battle? Just thinking about that makes Bowser feel like his head is being blended like a smoothie, and he doesn’t want a repeat of last time. The details are at once too clear and too sketchy; any attempt on his half to delve more into them won’t end well.

What about small talk? No, just no. He and Mario aren’t small talk people, and Bowser fears that even reaching such a level where they can rest on that level of social interaction is all but out of the question now.

Bowser’s at a total loss on how to proceed, but before he can despair on that too much, Mario starts talking.

He tells Bowser how Luigi was this morning before he left their house, excited about joining Bowser and fighting off the Penguin Kingdom. Mario gave Luigi what Luigi now jokingly calls his “overprotective big brother speech,” but Luigi insisted he’d be okay (”Fire beats ice, big bro! You know that!”), that he has power-ups packed, and that Bowser would take care of him if need be. Mario states that didn’t say this to Luigi, but in the back of his head, he worried about how Bowser would prioritize Luigi in a fight for his kingdom, and would Luigi’s attestation be true. Would he be more the Koopa that Luigi believes him to be, or would he default to the power-hungry king that Mario has seen almost nothing but since he and Luigi first arrived to this kingdom and leave Luigi to the wayside in fighting the Penguin Kingdom’s army?

Bowser attempts to speak up, but Mario cuts him off. Bowser shuts his mouth and listens.

Mario says that Boswer showed him that answer today.

While Bowser was gone, lost in his own thoughts and guilt, Kamek flew by the house to report on the rest of the battle, unintentionally yet heavily implying to them all that Bowser left the battle as soon as Luigi got hurt, its (And by extension, his army and possibly kingdom’s)nultimate fate unknown to him.

That told Mario all he needed to know.

Bowser chose Luigi. No matter what he would look like to his own army or the Penguin Kingdom’s army or how his side might suffer because of it, Mario knows that Bowser immediately took Luigi to safety, and even took him to Mario’s house of all places. Even during this conversation he and Bowser are presently sharing, upon learning about Kamek, Bowser hasn’t asked about the results of the battle; instead, he’s just held Luigi’s hand that little bit tighter.

Mario says Bowser proved himself to Mario, that Bowser can be trusted with Luigi’s heart and that Mario feels safe to give him the benefit of the doubt going forward.

Bowser is saved from giving Mario more than a grateful nod, as he feels Luigi start to stir and wake. His and Mario’s attention snaps to him.

Luigi takes in where he is and the two by his bedside. He asked how he got here, and what happened during the rest of the battle with the Penguin Kingdom. Mario answers both points, the latter of which giving Bowser an answer that had been only at the furthest recesses of his mind. The Koopa Kingdom won, and the Penguin Kingdom petulantly surrendered, with no casualties on either side. Luigi shifts his hand to clap it around Bowser’s claw, instead of the other way around as it had been since Bowser sat down. He thanks Bowser for bringing him home, and Bowser jokingly rolls his eyes as he points out how annoying it was, the two snorting with laughter.

Peach emerges with some tea and greets Luigi, hearing him wake up from the other room and revealing that she made him a tea that will help him sleep. Luigi says (really, pseudo-whines) that he doesn’t want to sleep (”I just woke up!”), but the room’s three other occupants nag at him that he’s going to need a lot more sleep before he’s better. Luigi, resigned, submits to their tag-team and slinks back into his bed before drinking his tea.

Bowser stays by Luigi’s bedside all night and beyond.

Some highlights from Luigi’s recovery.

-By the following afternoon, it takes the group up of all the Mushroom Kingdom’s greatest heroes to get Bowser to just take a nap in another room. Bowser falls asleep on the other living room armchair. His snores are loud, but it’s well worth it.

-Two days after Bowser brings Luigi home, while Luigi continues to rest, nine Koopa Copters, all smaller than the one Bowser and Luigi arrived in the day before, land outside the brothers’ house. Mario, Peach, and Toad go outside and see the Koopalings and Bowser Jr, with Kamek trailing just behind them. The kids rush in and Kamek sheepishly replies that they insisted on visiting Luigi. Luigi’s room is beyond packed, so Bowser has all but one or two of them leave the room, turning Mario, Peach, and Kamek into their pseudo-babysitters.

-The kids have all made Luigi get well soon cards and pictures, and Luigi adores them all. Luigi has Bowser hang them all on the wall in front of them so he can see them all the time.

-On the third night there, Mario wakes up in the middle of the night and hears Bowser stepping outside the house. He goes to join him, and they just sit on the porch, watching the night sky together. When he asks Bowser if he can’t sleep, Bowser simply huffs. Before he can comment on it, Bowser jokes to Mario about how it is he can stand the constant smell of mushrooms, not just in his house, but all over here. Mario, smirking, shrugs and says that that’s just part of this place and that honestly, it faded into the background for him pretty quickly after he arrived. Bowser says it’s weird, and Mario counters, saying that it’s not called the Mushroom Kingdom for nothing (”The castle doesn’t smell like that.” “The castle is filled with flowers and is always cleaned.” “Still smells.”). They spend the next ten or so minutes looking out at the night sky before Bowser goes back inside, with Mario going inside shortly after.

-After about a week or so, Bowser’s confident enough in Luigi’s recovery that he’s convinced that he can return to his castle and get to his normal dealings (He does have a lot of post-invasion paperwork and organization to take care of, not to mention his responsibilities as a father to the kids). That first night apart is difficult for both of them. Luigi’s gotten so used to holding Bowser’s claw as he sleeps that going without it feels weird. Bowser meanwhile needs to state affirmations at least once an hour that he knows Luigi is feeling better and that being apart for a few days will be fine.

-Bowser visits the brothers’ house once a week on average after Luigi’s recovered; usually, it’s just to pick up Luigi so he can stay over in the Koopa Kingdom for a bit, but he’ll stay over for a meal if the timing is right (Bowser really likes Mario’s cooking and everyone knows this, though good luck ever getting him to say that out loud). Because of Bowser’s size, he and Luigi at least eat in the living room since that chair is one of the only two in the house that Bowser can fit in. After the fourth time this happens, Mario and Luigi get a Bowser-sized chair to put in their kitchen so that he can sit there with them. Bowser never admits it, but it’s one of the best gifts he’s ever received.

#bowuigi #bowser #luigi #super mario #mario

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ultrastupid · 9 months

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Do not expect me to post in main tags often, I just had to post all this because Sunny, my love, my chaotic little bird man. I had to share all the stuff I've found and/or screenshotted about him with you all because I'm obsessed to an insane degree. Commentary will be included on stuff. Hit the "read more" for more, LONG POST AHEAD!

Some of the few bits of info we have about Sunny, from Clown's old deleted blog. Things of interest include him being friends with Barnaby, an inkling of what his house looks like and where it would be located, and what puppet type he was. Also, the hidden text on his picture. Keep in mind that "being quiet" was a large theme back in the old Welcome Home lore.

An actual high quality version of the Sunny-getting-grabbed-by-puppet-hands pic, since I've seen too many versions of it looking crusty, along with a high-contrast version of it to show the hidden background details.

Group photos of the OG six puppets. Also where my favorite image of Sunny screaming comes from lol. Of course, can't forget that Sunny's name is upside-down in the second pic, hinting at his nature of being different.

Ooky Spooky™️stuff that happens to have Sunny in it. If there is a smidge of Sunny in it, I save it.

Sunny merch. I don't know what on earth this thing is but I'd buy it /lh Also of course, getting rid of him and all that. Note, I believe Clown when they say that Sunny is truly removed and the removal isn't a part of the story or whatever... I can dream otherwise, though, because man that'd be cool if he was removed on purpose FOR a story point. But again, Clown said he was just removed because he didn't fit into the story and they don't like "hero types" for it.

Wake up babe, the OG Frank ship is here. Franks's phone not having a 3, and also having a 6 on it could have meant something, who knows (Edit, it's their numbers from that one pic, I was tired lol). Also more "behave" and "listen" stuff included as well. Anyways observations aside, I just love how floofy Sunny is in the second pic, it gives me life. It's one of the more polished images we get of Sunny, too.

Screenshot of the text that came with the group picture. Again, "being quiet". I'm sure that people could run with this theme for their fanart and fanfics if they wanted to, since I know beta designs have been getting some comeback.

Some more information on what Sunny was planned to be. Points of interest include confirmation that him and Frank indeed were going to be in a relationship, Sunny being a "hero", and Sunny's purpose involving "blow the whistle", which when you pair it with the "be quiet" stuff and focus on "being quiet" really starts to paint a picture and makes me go nuts over what he could have possibly have done. Add the "you're FREE" and again, more things just fall into place. Anyways, "attributes already covered (bird)" makes me laugh.

Anyways onto the more inane stuff (/pos), Frank and Sunny as Ducktales OCs. Everything about the Sunny pic makes me feral and bang my fists on my desk, because he is SO flaming queer, LOOK AT HIS FACE, HIS BODY LANGUAGE, HIS MOVEMENTS, FRANK'S REACTION, THEY ARE BOTH FLAMING GAYS!!! LOVE, ENDLESS LOVE FOR THESE TWO!!!

And lastly to end this all off, Gay People Jumpscare: Electric Boogaloo 2. Sunny's beak being CONE makes me happy. Frank and him physically so close together and Frank blushing makes me happy. Them explicitly being called gay makes me happy.

These two are so delightful, and I like to imagine that in a canon where Sunny still exists, he's accepted into Eddie and Frank's relationship and it's poly and everyone is happy, THE END.

Thank you for coming to my rant about a scrapped character for something that technically hasn't even started and is a flaming queer.

#moltenembers.txt #welcome home #welcome home sunny #Double U Aitch

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yujo-nishimura · 5 months

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The Escape - Part 7

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6

In the evening the whole village is captured and tied to the post, Buggy being in a good mood has shown mercy and not killed the tribesmen, but just plundered their houses and immobilized them. The moment when the captain reunited with his crew was kind of touching. Everyone jumped towards Buggy, even the monstrous lion and they all hugged him, some of the men even shed a tear or two. The lion was introduced to you as Richie, belonging to Mohji, a supposedly beast tamer. "And who do we have here, a young and ambitious lady in tattered clothes?" Cabaji inquires, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity and amusement. Positioned beside Buggy, his stance and mannerisms strongly suggest that he holds a significant role within the crew, quite possibly serving as Buggy's right-hand man and perhaps even his vice captain.

“Her name is Y/n and she has made my journey much easier. You can all thank her that we have reunited here again.”

Cabaji steps towards you, reaches for your hand to blow a kiss on it, but Buggy doesn't let him and pushes him away with full force. “No touching!”, he yells and you laugh.

“Nice to meet you all.”, you say, honestly happy that the clown pirate seemed to have such a loyal and diverse crew, their individuality perfectly complementing Buggy's charismatic and eccentric character. “Thank you for helping our captain!” everybody shouts and then Cabaji smiles at you “Please join our party on the boat tonight. This reunion needs to be celebrated!”

As you haven't figured out your next step yet, you just nod and agree - maybe the Buggy pirates can lend you some weapons and provisions before you continue your journey alone.

You help carry the plundered bounty, food and treasures found in some of the houses of the tribesman back to the ship - the sun has already set and despite everyone being tired from the battle of the day, the spirits are high and everyone is looking eagerly forward to the celebration.

You still feel the wine from Gaimons party rumbling in your belly from the other night, but you are looking forward to getting a proper meal since the last time you ate you only had some dried fish.

You observe Buggy taking charge at the shore, providing guidance to his men on where to bring the captured goods. As the ship bustles with renewed activity, the crew members engage in exchanges, their voices resounding through the air as they issue commands and coordinate preparations for the grand celebration. You follow Mohji and Cabaji who walk ahead and you step foot on the spacious ship of the Buggy pirates for the first time. After being only on a tiny raft this feels much more safe and secure. “Do you want to maybe check our downstairs quarters for some clothes? Yours look like…” His face tells you everything and you nod, slightly ashamed. Cabaji called you a lady earlier, but you don't feel like one anymore in these torn clothes. “Yeah, they have survived a storm, but I think it's time for me to get something more appropriate…”

“Show Y/n where she can change clothes!”, you hear Buggy yell at Mohji, in all this commotion he still has not forgotten about you.

“Aye, Captain!”Mohji with a wave of his hand signals you to follow him and you both enter through a hatch down into the belly of the ship. The quarters for the crew members look more comfortable than the ones at the Snowland pirates ship - most likely because everything here is so colorful like in a circus tent.

You reach a room with five hammocks and a closet, sturdy and tall, nailed to the wall. Mohji points at the closet. “Get yourself something to wear and then come upstairs again. I want to hear about your adventures and how you met our great captain.” You thank the beast tamer and he leaves the room, closing the door to ensure your privacy. The closet is full of different clothes in all sizes, some of them looking like circus costumes. You reach for a comfortable looking green top and black trousers, exchanging them with your ripped and torn Snowland crew fabric. You immediately feel like a human. You open the small porthole in the quarters and throw out your old clothes into the sea. You can hear whistling from the ship, someone saw that you got rid of these old fabrics and probably got the wrong idea. You look at yourself in the mirror, finding a small brush to comb your hair - now you look less shipwrecked and more like a full on pirate again. Next you would need a proper bag and some weapons - maybe you could ask the captain at the celebration tonight if he could lend you something until you had money to pay the Buggy pirates back.

As you leave the quarters and go back up to the ships deck again you get slightly excited for the party later on. Despite leaving the Snowland pirates you have to admit that you miss the pirate life with a crew and the fun you can have when everyone is merry and drunk.

As you step out on the deck Cabaji recognizes you first and nods in approval. The rest of the crew is also on board now, having finished the preparations to leave this island first thing in the morning. Buggy approaches you, also nodding in agreement. “Now you look less like a survivor, but more like a pirate.”

There is warmth in his eyes you recognize for the first time since you have joined forces with him. “And you look like a full strong pirate captain with all your body parts in the right places!”, you chuckle.

You see him blushing, not sure if out of anger or out of embarrassment that you commented so openly on his body. You might have found a method of teasing him and you tell yourself to remember this for later in case he gets too cocky again.

“You must be hungry, let's go and get some food ready. I think we are all starving!”, he quickly changes the topic and you follow him to prepare a feast for the whole crew.

#one piece #buggytheclown #one piece buggy #buggy the clown x reader #buggy x reader #buggy x you #nanowrimo 2023 #long fanfic #long reads

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cursed-and-haunted · 4 months

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id love to hear about your other wips! are they all horror too?

Not all of them are horror. But most of them contain some horror/thriller aspects

My biggest wip that has the most work done on it, the most worldbuilding and lore, the most ocs (50+) is a fantasy titled the Nine Realms that takes some inspiration from Norse/Germanic and Celtic myths. It follows several generations of one family from the dawn of humanity to its fall as this family climbs to the hight of nobility and then eventually falls into obscurity. There's Giants and Elves and Dwarves and prophets and shapeshifters and spirits and dead gods that lurk in the shadows and whisper strange things in your ear.

My second biggest wip is This Is The Way The World Ends. It's about superhumans in a world where superpowers have been normalized and are now a normal mundane thing. It follows a group of thieves who steal something very important from a mob boss in Las Vegas and have to deal with the consequences of that. A lot of weird shit happens too because superpowers are weird, at one point they kill god and it's like a normal Wednesday for them. This one is more humorous than the any of the other ones.

Then there's Cosmic a low sci-fi about a woman's suicide mission to get revenge and it takes place on a circus themed cruise space ship (you know how we have cruise ships its like that but in space and with clowns... and a woman trying to blow it up). This is the web weaving for it.

Things Behind The Sun is a sci-fi about cyborgs and androids. It's also about bodily autonomy and disability and how corporations crush the poor and disabled just for a profit. Typical cyberpunk tropes.

Heaven Must Be Burning is about a witch who makes a deal with the devil but feels like she was cheated so she travels through the nine circles of hell so she can kill the devil and then god. Not sure if this one is a horror but it does have a lot of creepy stuff in it.

Now for my horror wips:

Godlings is the horror prequel to This Is The Way The World Ends. It is the villain origin story of the Big Bad of TITWTWE. It's about 5 superhumans who go on a killing spree together and then one of them turns on the other 4 and starts hunting them down and killing them one by one until he is the only one left standing.

Darkside is a sci-fi horror about a group of scientists who go to an alien planet and one of them gets possessed infected by some alien disease that makes her homicidal and makes her body rapidly decay and she tries to kill everyone.

Meet Me In The Woods Tonight is about a small town with a lot of secrets. One of them being that there's a fucked up deer creature in the woods that eats people. My icon is inspired by this wip. My hometown is also the inspiration for the setting in this.

Another wip (whose tilte I can't decide on) is about a true crime writer who gets the chance to write a book about an infamous serial killer and the during the interviews the two become obsessed with each other to the point of murder.

Between The Walls is about a haunted house that's haunted by the ghost of a cannibal and the cannibal's victims. This one started out as a uquiz which you can still take here.

#sorry this is so long #but I have a lot of wips and these are just the ones that are the most developed #asks

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theclaravoyant · 7 months

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AN ~ For @fictober-event’s Fictober 2023 prompt: “You lost it. Well, we lost it.” Set during s2, written pre-airing, insp. by that one shot of Stede aboard the ruined/abandoned(?) Revenge Masterpost of my Fictober OFMD fics

Fandom: Our Flag Means Death Characters & Relationships: Stede Bonnet (& his ship), background gen Revenge Crew, background Ed x Stede.

Shattered

When Stede finally climbs aboard, the sight hits him in the gut like a cannonball. The wind is, if you’ll forgive the expression, knocked suddenly and gracelessly out of his sails as he gazes numbly around at the splintered wood and fraying rope and scorch marks that litter the deck. His precious Revenge lies around him in ruins.

“What… happened here?”

The world feels unsteady around Stede in a way it hasn’t for a long time. He’s long since got his sea legs, but now he can feel the sickening lurch of the deck beneath him.

“You lost it,” Lucius says, and it almost sounds sad and sympathetic coming from his lips. “Well, we lost it. And then Blackbeard lost it - like, lost it lost it.”

Stede runs a hand along a rough and beaten piece of the balustrade. Tears well in his eyes at the thought of losing his ship. It had been his home for so long now, and more of a home than any house he’d ever lived in. More than that, it had been where he’d found his crew. Where he’d found himself. And Ed -

“Ed did this?”

“Well, not as such,” Lucius explains. “More like, let it happen. It’s kind of the lot of a pirate ship, you know?”

He presses his lips together, because he’s trying to let Stede down gently, but he doesn’t really have that setting. Especially not about ‘Ed’ right now.

Stede nods, trying to convey like he’s listening, but he’s not really sure how much information he’s taking in. Oluwande had tried to warn him that Ed would be angry - might even try to kill him. He’s not himself. He used to think this ship was the best thing since sliced bread. He used to take pleasure in its finery and even before that, take pride in any ship he sailed. Any pirate worth his salt did. With a pang of irony, Stede even finds himself missing Izzy, who - flawed and difficult and downright loathsome though he may be - would have sooner performed as a children’s birthday clown than let any ship under his purview fall into such disrepair.

He swallows the self-doubt that opens up like a chasm inside him, and asks -

“And where’s everyone now?”

“They’re on the Queen Anne, at least, last I heard,” Lucius explains. He pulls a folded up wad of paper from his back pocket and holds it out to Stede. “Frenchie has been sending messages in bottles while I’ve been stuck on that island. I think he’s trying to tell me where they are like, in the world, but uh…“

Stede unfolds the paper and examines it. It’s a series of drawings, of course, and he can’t figure out what most of them are let alone what they could be referring to. But at least it gives him something to focus on other than the lingering scent of gunpowder and something rotting on his ship. Conjuring as much leader-y sounding pep as he can manage, he nods and tries to embrace this new obstacle - uh, challenge.

“Right. My turn to give it a go then, I suppose.”

#fictober23 #ofmd spec #our flag means death #ofmd #stede bonnet #ofmd fic #ofmd s2 #ofmd spoilers #clara's fic tag

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dedkake · 1 year

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Top 5 Atlantis episodes?

(Or top 5 Jumper Mishaps even)

thank you!!

aaah okay. things that pretty much guarantee a top notch ep for me: no bad guy. let the plot be driven by a ticking clock or their personal insecurities; OR very few shootout fight scenes / battles; team!!!!!!!!; backstory.

5. phantoms. everyone experiencing some very intense hallucinations together? backstory?? character building for everyone??? including carson??? Sign Me Up.

4. the last man. it's like. backstory and the future at the same time. and everything hurts. but also it's just john and rodney having a conversation. about the things that matter to them. and i cry.

3. submersion. it has every single good atlantis trope. trapped in a haunted house vibes. so much team. every ship you could dream of. cool technology. john on his knees. thinking someone's dead. mind control. mcshep bickering for days. so many things.

2. vegas. my feelings are well documented. i'm dying. i'm lying on the floor. everything hurts. everything hurts in a terrible csi filter, which is objectively hilarious. todd's writing poetry. it's the penultimate episode. we are all clowns.

1. doppelganger. help. all of my feelings are right here. john loves his team so much. he loves rodney so much. the nightmares everyone has are so fascinating. they stay up all night at the end because they love each other so much. HAVE YOU SENT HELP YET.

#stargate atlantis #my sga #fun ask things #these really are my favs #but i also love echoes and sateda #and adrift #!!!#and so many more

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WALKS IN

hi!!! for the ask game uuhm nathaniel, nikolai, shibusawa, and uuuh fuck it. kajii too

whooo okay here we go!!

nathaniel

first impression:

oh i just know everyone hates this guy because everyone hates the scarlet letter. they don't know about the house of the seven gables :(

impression now:

favorite moment:

probably the scene with him and margaret on the zelda, right before kajii comes in

idea for a story:

i so badly want to write a nikonathan soulmate au someday. i don't even know what the specifics would be but can you imagine them discovering the other is their soulmate?? nathaniel would Hate It and nikolai would immediately become the most obnoxious version of himself

unpopular opinion:

every opinion on nathaniel is an unpopular one sdfghjhk but i kind of wish they'd approached his character differently? bc like.. idk there's so much more to the irl hawthorne than "that guy who wrote that one book about adultery that everyone had to read in high school and hated" but perhaps i am just biased bc i liked thotsg so much and would have rather his character be inspired by that book even though no one knows about that one

favorite relationship:

nikonathan is fun. fyothaniel compels me. and i like the dynamic between him and margaret platonically

favorite headcanon:

king james version is his go-to bible translation. he is forever and always a kjv girlie🙏 also he has a younger sister named phoebe

nikolai

first impression:

who is this clown and why do we ship him with fyodor

impression now:

ohh there is so much more to you than you will ever let anyone see

favorite moment:

when dazai gives him fyodor's arm and for the first time since we were introduced to him, he hesitates

idea for a story:

i think fyolai roadtrip au is the only one i have that would be more centered around nikolai, which i'm pretty sure i already told you about fdgfhgjhkj but basically no-powers au where nikolai drags fyodor on a roadtrip with the intention to kill him and then slowly spirals when he realizes he can't bring himself to do it

unpopular opinion:

i think he's kinder than a lot of people think he is, but like.. he chooses not to be. i think his instincts are kinder than his actions. does that make any sense? like i don't think he's a Good person by any means but i do think there is a part of him that is instinctually kind, which he works to smother because caring about people is not freeing

favorite relationship:

once again, nikonathan is fun. and i do love fyolai too. his dynamic with sigma is also really interesting but i wouldn't necessarily say i Ship them

favorite headcanon:

he has a very complicated relationship with his culture/hometown/etc. because he feels like it ties him down somewhere, thus trapping him. but he also can't just. let go of it completely. some part of him will always miss the place where he grew up even if he tells himself he doesn't care. and he hates it so much but no matter how hard he tries, he cannot free himself.

shibusawa

first impression:

who is this

impression now:

what if they let him be a dragon living in a castle forever. and he just promised really hard to be chill. and they let him be. and there was just a dragon in yokohama. would that be sick or what

favorite moment:

dragon

idea for a story:

i don't actually think i have any ideas with him even in it sfdgfhgjh uhhh best i got is the one universe in snowfall where he's the god of death and gin tries to bargain with him to bring aku back and he's like :/ sorry. no can do. the laws of reality forbid it. that would be kinda cool to expand upon

unpopular opinion:

what if they just let him be a dragon livinbnbgf

favorite relationship:

idk whatever was going on with him and fyodor in dead apple was like doomed toxic yuri to me so let's go with that

favorite headcanon:

um. he likes it when people braid his hair

kajii

first impression:

this guy is insane (concerned)

impression now:

this guy is insane (affectionate)

favorite moment:

THE LEMON RUNWAY actually wait no it's when he says he's only part of the port mafia bc mori provides financial support for his science experiments. he's got his priorities straight

idea for a story:

he and ranpo hook up at some point pre-canon, after dazai joins the ada. this is because ranpo comes to the (correct) conclusion that eventually, most of the ada is going to end up sleeping with someone from the port mafia and he doesn't want to be left out. important to note here that both kajii and ranpo are aro(spec) and not particularly interested in an actual relationship. ranpo is dealing with fomo and kajii loves science experiments and they have a great time. and then two years later when this comes to light, yosano is like. ranpo full offense but what the HELL is your taste in men do you only like people who want to skin you alive just to see how you bleed???? and ranpo is like. tbh? yeah

unpopular opinion:

i feel like a lot of people hate him but i think he's such a fun character!! like. his ability is being immune to lemon-shaped explosives?? he shows up every once in a while to throw around lemon bombs. he's a mad scientist. what more could you want

favorite relationship:

i do really think kajii-ranpo hookup would be funny. ultralemon 4ever <3 also corey and i decided kajii and tecchou exchange terrible food combo ideas and make jouno's mental health Worse simply by being friends

favorite headcanon:

he eats lemons like apples. yes. he bites directly into them, peel and all. also alloaro kajii is a vibe

#slay #ty for the ask!!#ask game #lou tag

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