#buggy brainrot

[cryptiddater]

Licking His Wounds (no not like that)

Buggy gets his ass kicked. Like, a lot. He's not super-humanly strong, nor does he fight on the level of a lot of the more notable menaces that sail the seas. If possible he manipulate mansplain and manwhores his way out of problems. And when that's not possible, he takes it until an opportune time to squirm away arrives. Nowadays, when he does get beat up he'll come crawling to you, because you're the only person that's ever given him a crumb of sympathy after he's been roughed up. You're all "Oh my gosh, are you okay?" and rushing to get gauze and ice. He secretly loves how worried you look and the fuss you make over him. And you didn't even have to be coerced into being nice to him! It's addicting.

Maybe it's wrong to want to be fawned over like that, to play on your empathy and kindness. But if he's going to get the shit beat out of him anyway he might as well make the best of it! No one else really cares, he thinks. They know he likely brought it on himself with his schemes. They know he's durable and as hard to get rid of as a roach. His own crew will check up on him but keep a respectable distance. You're new to being a pirate, so you have less frame of reference for the level of abuse he can handle.

Buggy makes sure to look extra pathetic, too, pouting and whining about the black eye one of the other Cross Guild members gave him (without disclosing what he may have done or said to earn it). He makes sure to muss up his hair even more before limping into your room. No, his leg isn't actually hurt. It's for the ✨drama.✨

You let him lie down with his head in your lap and listen patiently while he gives a lopsided and exaggerated version of the events. You're not completely dumb, however. You know he's not as bad off as he pretends. But you like playing along. It's nice to be the person he runs to when he has wounds to lick. You stroke his head, fingers carding through long blue locks as he luxuriates in being the sole recipient of your attention.

[venulus]

Buggy's nose honks if you touch it and it's canon? Was nobody going to tell about it? 🤣🤣🤣

Like, imagine it honking every time you boop or kiss his nose and every time he presses his nose against your neck or buries his face in your chest. Imagine it honking when he kisses you and accidentally (or not) bumps his nose with yours. Imagine his nose honking when he goes down on you.

*sighs dreamily* Aaah, the possibilities... 😍💜

[venulus]

Oh... to be Mr 3... 👀👀👀👀

[venulus]

No Flaws

Fandom: One Piece Pairing: Buggy the Clown x Venus Genre: Romance | Comfort Warnings: None Additional Warnings: Body Image | Body Dysmorphia Word Count: 350+

(a/n): Another little piece for my Learning How to Love Myself CC event. I got the inspiration to write this from @drachonia's entry 💜

God, I love this man 🙈

Buggy returned late from a Cross Guild meeting and, exhausted, face-planted onto our shared bed while mumbling something incoherent. I knew what he wanted, so I decided to indulge him.

The moment I lay down next to him in bed, he engulfed me in a needy embrace—one of his hands was on my stomach and the other on my inner thigh. He began kneading my stomach rolls and the at of my thigh, but instead of feeling self-conscious, it warmed my heart. He was kneading me like a kitten kneading its owner, and I couldn’t help but let out a mirthful chuckle at the thought.

“Whassso funny?” He asked in a sleepy tone. 

“Nothing. I was just thinking that having you show affection to the parts of me I see as flaws feels nice.”

“Huh? Flaws? Noo flaws... Juss stress 'lief... 'n comfor',” he murmured as his hands continued what they were doing.

“You’re a sweetheart, Buggy.”

Much to his astonishment, I kissed his big, red nose before rubbing my own while I snuggled closer to him, seeking the warmth emanating from his body.

 “Hehehehe…” 

It was endearing how flustered he always got whenever I showed affection to his nose, despite doing it several times a day.

Buggy continued kneading me until he fell asleep. He had no idea, but his words were very reassuring.

As his breathing evened out, I couldn't help but smile, feeling the gentle weight of his hand still resting on me. He seemed so peaceful in his sleep, and I realized how much his presence calmed my insecurities. The flaws I once worried over felt insignificant when he was near.

I brushed a few stray hairs from his face, whispering softly, “I’m so lucky to have you, Buggy.” He stirred slightly, tightening his hold on me as if he understood even in his dreams.

At that moment, everything felt right. We were just two imperfect people finding solace in each other’s embrace. I closed my eyes, letting the warmth of his body and the rhythm of his breathing lull me into a peaceful sleep, knowing that, together, we were enough.

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[venulus]

OML! I've finally started watching Impel Down and I can't drop the anime!!!!

I've been having a beast too, Buggy is just too funny and his interactions woth Luffy are pure gold!

Look at him! He looks like a freaking fairy (the axe looks like his wings) asdfgbjkl hahahahaha god, I love him so much! 🙈🙈💜

[venulus]

I HC Buggy exclaims "Buggy" when he sneezes too.

[venulus]

So, we were reading a passage in class and... for a moment there I thought they were talking about Buggy 🤣🤭

[venulus]

hehe you are to blame (lovingly) for my interest in our beloved clown, and i'm very glad you liked my thirst post~

I think you and I can both agree Buggy is probably awful at aftercare in the beginning, it may even be nonexistent. But then he realizes that's a shitty thing to do, and although he doesn't know what exactly it entails, he wants to learn, for your sake and to show his love and appreciation. It's clumsy and awkward for a while, but its the thought that counts because he loves you so much 🥺

Sorry I took my time replying I ran out of brain juice last night

I agree 10000%

I imagine the first time after Buggy and his s/o have sex, they are both sweaty and smelly. Buggy leaves the bed as soon as he pulls out and his s/o is like... "no cuddles?

And Buggy is so confused. Why would they want cuddles now that the two of them feel and smell gross?

"You want cuddles?"

"You don't?"

He's conflicted, but most of all he's shocked. He hesitantly climbs back into the bed again but doesn't know what to do. He extends an arm to them but it stops in the air before his fingers can touch them. He feels awkward. He has doubts. What if they hate his touch?

So, it's up to his s/o to pull him close to their chest and wrap him in their arms before he flees. He's all tense at first, but once they begin massaging his scalp he melts and purrs softly like a kitten.

He learns about aftercare by mimicking what his s/o does to him, and he learns quickly. His way of thinking about it is: "It feels nice when they bring me water, and when they grab a warm wet towel and clean me up, and when they rub my back, buttcheeks, thighs soothingly, or when they kiss my face and draw a bath for me, or bring me food, (etc etc) so doing the same for them might make them happy."

He wants to make them as happy as they make him. He wants to treasure them because he loves them so much

Asdfghjkl 🥺💜 I want him so baaaadddd 🙈