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The Agreement

Buggy x F!Reader

Summary: The East Blue is a lonely place and Buggy the Clown, feared Captian of the Buggy Pirates, is just as lonely as you. Just as hurt and betrayed. So when you stumble upon him in a dirty bar, you two hit it off immediately. An immediate attraction that leads to the creation of the agreement. But can the agreement change? Can you forget the hurts from the past and change with it?

Tags: Fluff, smut, angst

Word Cout: 4.3K

A/N: So...yeah, Buggy am I right?? He's been on my mind and has all but taken control of my brain and TikTok For You page. First Buggy/One Piece fic so let's hope it's okay and I hope you enjoy it! Also sorry not sorry for the long word count.

The sea was a solitary place. A place made even more isolating and hostile towards those seeking advancer and glory. Pirates were brutal and overall beastly folk and their captains even more so. You knew this common fact of life. Had known it when you gathered your crew of criminals who would stab you in the back the first chance they got, and set sail looking for something--anything--to fill that space which never seemed satisfied. To get rid of the feeling of being utterly and terrifyingly alone--hated. Something everyone had thrown away when they had had their fill. 

When you stumbled upon a pirate captain familiar only in reputation at one of the bars you often frequented when wishing to be away from that isolating sea, you saw something in him that had you pausing in ripping his head off.

You saw that you both were feared on the seas--both dangerous. Saw that you both were just as insane as the other. Saw that you both had that--something missing from your lives. Something that gnawed and ate at each of you, leaving a deep, bloody hole.

The fellow captain, Buggy the Clown, must have sensed it too. Must have sensed something because he offered you a seat at his table and drink in a dramatic fashion and you, surprisingly, took it. You who attacked or, hopefully, killed any and all other pirates on sight, no matter how big or small their crew was--their bounty. 

The more you too drank, the more it became painfully obvious that you two were sides of the same coin in one way or another. The more you were reminded of just how lonely you were. The more you felt pulled towards this flashy fool. A pull that had you both finding a hidden alleyway and fucking one another blind to try and chase away that hole. A hole that, for better or for worse, seemed all that much smaller when he was around. 

You didn’t see the clown for a long while after that, only ever hearing whispers on the wind about his escapades--a village here, a town there. All wiped out by his band of freaks. You kept yourself busy as well, attacking marine and pirate ship alike, finding loot and treasures when you could.

You did it all just to keep the memory of him thrusting mercilessly into you deep down--kept the fact you had been ever the less lonely in his presence as equally under lock and key. 

But, one day, when you were attacking a particularly large marine ship, a gag of freaks came rushing aboard and, their captain with them, it all came rushing to the surface--every memory and feeling, just overfollowed out of you. And those green-blue eyes full of such crazy insanity and danger did nothing to help quell your lonely feelings. 

The Marines were easily squashed by the two invading pirate crews and soon you were left with your bloodthirsty underlings and Buggy’s circus troop. Your first mate tried egging you on, tried to spur you into giving the order to attack, but you did quite the opposite. You called your pirates off. You commanded them to take whatever they had looted and get back onto your ship. 

Of course, there had been one or two that had outright questioned your authority. One or two that added to the number of kills you’d made that day. No one questioned you and left alive. 

This show of power seemed to amuse Buggy greatly and he gave that crackling laugh of his that sent your skin tingling. He called his own crew off and as soon as you two were alone, you were a clash of lips and teeth and limbs. You fucked him right there on the blood and gore-soaked deck of the ship you two had just decimated. 

You two came to an agreement then, laying together as the marine ship slowly sank. Neither of you would attack the other’s ship and or take the other's target. An agreement that ensured their relations could continue, as well as this aftermath of laying together to soak up whatever skin-to-skin contact they could. 

You limited the aftermath to twenty minutes, no more and no less. It cut at the lonely gap within you, but you were a feared pirate captain. You needed to keep such face, even when the terms of their agreement went against everything you had ever stood for. 

The terms of the agreement went smoothly for years--so smooth you’d even found it within you to bump up the time limit on how long you stayed afterward. 

You found yourself boarding Buggy’s ship once more, your crew almost completely made up of new faces thanks to you killing off more than half of them due to this little agreement and their disliking of it.

Buggy’s freaks greeted you as you boarded, keeping what little of your crew who had followed company as you wound your way through the innards of this circus-themed ship. You knew the way to Buggy’s private quarters like the back of your hand by now, quarters you had been told he marched off to minutes before your arrival. 

When you barged into his room, you didn’t quite know how to take in the sight before you. Buggy was there, make-up smeared and blue hair bed mused as a spindly girl rode him, her moans overly loud and whiny. Upon your arrival, she gave a startled squawk and pulled herself off of the pirate clown, hiding her body as best as she could. 

You’d never seen her before. She might have been a new member of the Buggy Pirates had she not been so plain. There was nothing spectacular about this girl. Nothing that might have earned her the right to join Buggy’s band of freaks.

Maybe she could do some form of acrobatics. Her spindly, yet strong body was perfect for that. Or maybe she was flexible--must be, the way she had been straddling Buggy. 

It didn’t matter. It didn’t matter who she was or that she was fucking Buggy. It didn’t matter because you didn’t own Buggy. The agreement never stated anything about you two being exclusive. Hell, you’d fucked your fair share of men in dirty bars throughout the few years this agreement had been alive. 

But it didn’t stop that hole in your chest from growing. From filling with the darkness you tried endlessly to chase away. The darkness that made you feel hated and betrayed--deserted and lone. Just as you had been time and time again.

“Y/N, baby.” He started, pulling himself out of his bed, hardly caring to cover up the erection he sported. He wore that wide smile on his lips as he gave a chuckle. One you couldn’t help but think was full of anxious nerves.

You let your eyes casually roam over his body, which was lean and honed from years of fighting for his life. A body you could never quite get enough of. “No one told me you were here.” 

“I’m here.” You stated with no source of emotion to be found. You turned your eyes back onto the spindly girl rushing around as she grabbed up her brightly colored clothes. She looked terrified. Looked like she was rushing to save her life. It made you feel just the tiniest bit better. “Who is this?” 

“Her? No one.” The girl, despite looking utterly terrified, shot Buggy the tiniest glare. A glare that told you they’d done this before. A fact that had your fingers twitching to kill something.

“A new contortionist?” You guessed, using your black booted foot to shut the door behind you with a loud bag that all but shook the colorfully painted walls of Buggy’s room, blocking her route for escape.

The girl held her clothes tight to her chest as she stared at you wide-eyed--like some cornered doe facing down a rabid, bloodthirsty wolf. 

“I lost the old one,” Buggy said gruffly like he was utterly annoyed by this fact.

“Hum…that’s unfortunate. The old one could juggle with his feet.” You didn’t once take your eyes off Buggy as you grabbed the girl by the throat in a flash. She gave another squawk, grabbing and clawing at your wrist in an attempt to free herself from your grasp. You hardly felt her pathetic excuse for an attack.

Ever so slowly, you turned your cold gaze onto her, her face having turned red from the lack of oxygen she was getting. “Can you juggle with your feet?” 

The girl gave a few choking sounds as if she might try to answer, her eyes turning watery. 

“You messed that trick up yesterday during rehearsal, didn’t you?” Buggy supplied, making the girl give a choking cry. He seemed to be enjoying this, watching you slowly steal the air from this girl's lungs. An enjoyment you felt yourself get angered at. 

You dropped the girl and she coughed rapidly, trying to fill her lungs back up as quickly as she could--trying to escape as quickly as she could. The door banged closed behind her when she finally escaped. Buggy gave a huff in disappointment.

“You let her go.” You wiped your hand off on your jacket like touching the girl had left dirt on your skin.

“Not worth my time. She was boring.” Buggy gave a sharp, wicked laugh. 

“She is, isn’t she? Not even a close second to the old contortionist.” 

“You slept with the old contortionist?” You asked, never once giving up your cold, blank stare. Buggy moved closer, that nervousness you’d heard in his laugh earlier bubbling into his green-blue eyes. 

“She was just something to waste time on waiting for you, of course. Nothing more.” 

“You don’t have to explain anything to me.” Buggy gave you a look that told you he knew you were full of bullshit. 

“You could have killed her. I know you wanted to.” He said, his voice dropping to a rugged hush as if he was whispering some dirty secret in your ear. The tone made your stomach twist in excitement--an excitement you grew all too angry at.

Buggy went to brush his ungloved hand over your wrist to grab it, but you moved with the slightest of movements to remain out of his reach. He seemed to get frustrated at this.

“That would be in direct violation of our agreement.” 

“Boring.” He dramatically groaned. “I would have let you. It would have been a fun little game.” They’d updated the agreement once before, but never messed with the terms of harming each other's crew. 

You’d known for a while he didn’t truly keep the agreement as serious as you did. Knew that, as soon as it stopped benefiting him, he would break it. Would drop you, slaughter your crew, and take whatever he possibly could. 

You cracked an easy smile, trying to brighten your eyes as best you could. Worrying and planning for something that wouldn’t happen for some time was not what you had come here for. You’d come here to see Buggy. To fuck him and hold him and try your hardest to feel something other than overwhelming self-hatred and loneliness. 

“I did enjoy watching her squirm.” 

“And I enjoyed watching you squeeze the life out of her. God, it was fucking hot.” He said, reaching for your wrist once more. You let him take it--let him pull you closer so that you had to tilt your head the slightest bit to look back into his enthralling eyes. You bit your lip as you gently grazed your fingertips over his honed torso, the clown giving his signature grin. One meant to throw his victims into a false sense of ease--to terrific them and make them pray to whatever god they believed in.

It was a smile you reluctantly dreamed about. A smile you utterly couldn't get enough of, just as the rest of him.

“You did?” You said, letting honey slowly fill your voice. He laughed, pulling you flush against him, his hardened cock pressing against you.  

“The hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I like it when you have murderous rage in your eyes.” You smirked, running your hand along his skin till it hooked around Buggy’s neck. You pulled him down, claiming those red-painted lips greedily. 

Buggy gave a rumbling groan into your mouth as you rolled your hips slowly into his, creating a friction that wasn’t nearly enough. He pulled your jacket off, relieving the simple, flowing white shirt you wore that cut sharply in the shape of a V, giving him a good view of your breasts. Breasts he went searching for and found in a matter of seconds. He kneaded the soft flesh in his palm, sending tiny sparks of pleasure rushing through your body. Sparks that brought to life that ever-growing need for him.

You shoved Buggy back onto the red sheet-covered bed before pulling the rest of your clothes off, hardly taking time to be subductive. You’d had to wait for nearly four months before coming across Buggy’s ship next. Four very long, very lonely months. 

“Fuck, sugar lips. Get over here.” You gladly obeyed, crawling into his bed and grabbing hold of his face so that you could press your lips against his once more. His hands, which were covered in callouses and scars from years of holding a sword and living upon the sea, grabbed hold of your hips and flipped you on your stomach. You made to turn back around, wanting to run your hands over every inch of skin he had, but Buggy laid his body over top of yours, holding you there. 

“Buggy--” You breathed as those lips you craved kissed at your neck and shoulders. You lifted your ass upward to roll it back into Buggy’s hips, silently telling him fuck you before you took matters into your own hands. He hissed in your ear, making your pussy tingle and throb in overwhelming need.

“F-fuck--baby, beg.” Begging had always been and would always be beneath you…but for Buggy, you did things that would get your reputation dragged through the dirt. Things you, deep down, never regretted. Not when you were around him. 

“Fuck me, Buggy. God--you are the most feared and dangerous pirate sailing the East Blue. Please, please fuck me.” Buggy gave a low groan, his lips pressing kiss after kiss to your shoulder blade as he reached down between your bodies to slowly guide his cock into your throbbing pussy. You hummed in absolute bliss as his cock sunk deeper and deeper into you--as your pussy stretched to accommodate his familiar width. 

You’d missed him in you--missed him being close. 

Buggy propped himself up on his elbows, bringing his face close enough to your own that you could litter his lips with slobby kisses. You reached around Buggy’s neck so that you could pull him that much closer and so your fingertips could mess with the blue strands of his hair. Your other hand found Buggy’s and tangled your fingers between his, Buggy holding your hand back just as tight. 

He began rocking his hips back and forth, setting a steady pace that sent fluttering waves of pleasure shooting through you. Had you huffing and humming into Buggy’s mouth--had you rocking your own hips back into his to keep him as close as you could.

You praised him with every catch of breath--told him surgery sweet things to fuel his ego and hopefully fill that hole you shared in common with him. 

And in turn, he told you things back. Told you how beautiful you were. How brave and special and unyielding you were. How glad he was to have stumbled upon you in that dirty bar. 

It was all enough to send you spiraling towards your release. Buggy seemed to understand this and his pace slowly quickened. Slowly became merciless. 

“F-fuck, baby. I’m gonna come.” He gruffly groaned, squeezing your hand tighter from the effort to hold back long enough to let you come with him. 

“J-just a little more. Oh--god, yes, yes! F-fuck you’re amazing.” You murmured in honey-thick notes before claiming his lips one last time. Your pleasure built and built and built and finally came rushing through you like a waterfall, a breathy little moan on your lips. Buggy thrust into you a few last, sporadic times before his hips pressed flush against your ass. His hot come spilled into you, your name gruffly moaned out in your ear. 

Buggy let his body weight fully fall onto your back as you both lay there, catching your breath. You took in the warmth of his skin, slick with sweat. Took in the weight of him--the feel of him softening within your pussy. All of it was enough to have that hole in your chest close just the tiniest bit. Just enough to let you enjoy your time here with him before it became all-consuming once more. 

Once you finally had the energy, you moved yourself so that Buggy was lying beside you now, looking you over with pleasure-fogged eyes. With a huff, he flopped his arm onto your waist, tugging slightly so that you could move closer. You did with a tired huff of your own, snuggling into his chest. You both lay there for a long moment, your eyes closing here in there from the overwhelming comfort you were wrapped in. 

“How did you lose the old contortionist?” You asked, your curiosity finally wiggling out of you. Buggy was quiet for a long moment. A long moment that had you turning your head up to look Buggy’s face over. There was that hurt deep in his eyes again. A hurt you’d seen the first night you met him. A hurt and betrayal that spoke to the hurt and betrayal you held just as deep within yourself. 

“He tried to walk out on the act. I killed him for it. Twisted his body until he snapped.” He said simply, giving no detail as to why the contortionist might have walked away. But regardless of the reason, he still walked. Still left Buggy and all he had built for himself. And it still hurt Buggy despite probably only having spoken a few words here and there to him. 

“My first mate finally tried to kill me.” You said softly. Those green-blue eyes snapped down to look at you. “I tied her to a stone and threw her into the sea.” Buggy gave a huff in amusement before because just the tinest bit more serious.

“She was loyal to you.” It was a statement and question wrapped in one. 

“You know loyalty is nothing but a facade. They give it to you until it stops benefiting them. It stopped benefiting her.” Buggy’s eyes hardened in angered understanding. 

He’d only ever talked about his red-haired friend to you once before. Only ever told you how he had tricked Buggy into eating the Devil Fruit that gave him his powers. How his friend had taken everything from him--took his dreams from him. 

It was a story that spoke all too true to you. A story of friendship turned betrayal. Of a love for someone so deep that when it was pulled out from under you, it completely and utterly ruined you for the rest of your life. You buried your face back into his chest, breathing in his sweet scent. 

“Hopefully she is loyal to you.” You murmured with a deep exhale of breath after a moment of pause. Buggy began to laugh then, a laugh that seemed too much in that moment, but was such a Buggy thing to do. You huffed, looking back up at him. “I’m serious.” 

“Serious--” Buggy scoffed, “you want that girl dead.” You propped yourself up on your elbow so that you might have a better angle to stare daggers down at him. 

“I want most people dead, she isn’t special.” Buggy’s grin only seemed to widen, a crackling chuckle spilling from his lips. 

“You’re jealous.” The word set a fire in your chest. A fire that was something akin to embarrassment, but more sister to blood-boiling anger. 

“I would watch yourself clown.” But Buggy did nothing of the sort. He continued to grin and chuckle like a madman--like he was finding this to be the best sort of joke. 

“Then tell me why you keep bringing her up? Why you got so pissed when you found her in here with me.” 

“Being jealous would entail a previous liking. I only humor you.” You snapped, trying to hurt him. He was toeing a dangerous line. A line that they had never once dared to cross. You did see hurt flash in those green-blue eyes and it gave you a grim sense of satisfaction. 

You threw yourself from Buggy’s bed, the clown trying to keep you down but was, ultimately, unsuccessful in doing so. Quickly, you went about tugging on your clothes and weapons. You needed to get out of there before Buggy said anything else that would make your heart twist in panicked pain. 

“Our agreement,” He started, having gotten out of bed himself. He grabbed your arm before you could march out of the door. “States that you have to stay.” 

“Our agreement needs to be reworked,” You hissed, snapping around to face him, “if you're going to question my reputation.” Buggy laughed.

“So jealously is against your reputation now?” 

“I am far from jealous. I do not care who you fuck or when you fuck them. I do not care because I do not care about you.” You stabbed. True hurt filled his eyes then. A hurt that quickly turned into anger. 

“You expect me to believe that? Believe you don’t care when you’ve told me things about yourself you’ve never told anyone before? When I’ve told you things.” He gave a laugh that was far from a truly amused one. “That’s the best joke yet.” You cracked an equally pissed-off, unamused smile. 

“If I were to truly care for you, that little girl would be dead for even breathing the same air as you. You would be dead for betraying me. So no, I do not believe I care for you.” You pulled your arm out of Buggy’s grasp only for him to grab you up once more. “Buggy--” You warned, but it fell on deaf ears. 

“Then kill her. Punish me, but--” He’s words seemed to get stuck in his throat. This was hard for him, you realized, just as hard as it was for you. These--feelings. These feelings that, despite trying to keep them down, always eventually came bubbling to the surface. Feelings that would only ever get them hurt in the end. “Don’t tell me you do not care for me. That is--it’s fucking worse than death.” 

You blinked up at him. Tried to process what was going on--tried to come up with a plan. 

Worse than death…it was a bold statement. A risky statement. One that you could take and twist to hurt him. You could take his words, his feelings, and throw them right back in his face if you truly wished for it. If you truly wished to be rid of this man who had been your only source of--of joy in a long, long time. Only source of comfort. A man who understood you to your very core because, despite how horrible, he understood. 

He and you, for better or for worse, were two sides of the same coin. 

So what to do…

“I do not share, Buggy. Are you ready--willing--to commit to that? Many are not.” Buggy cracked a smile you had never seen before--a real one. One that was soft and true and utterly fit his stupidly perfect face. 

“Baby, you could have asked me that the first day I met you and I would have wholeheartedly agreed to those terms.” It was like the breath had been stolen from you. Had been utterly ripped from your body. 

“And if you betray me--”

“Oh, there would be carnage. I know.” You stared up into his green-blue eyes and could think of nothing else. Not a next step or single thing to say. “What do you say, baby? Should we redraft this dusty old agreement?” You nodded, the smallest of true smiles crossing your face. 

“Yes, but…” Worry filled Buggy’s eyes.

“But?” 

“I am not going to go into this--new agreement without insurance. Without proof that you can stay true to your word.” Buggy nodded.

“Yes. What do you have in mind.” A single, crazy thought crossed your mind. One that had you smirking to yourself about. You moved closer, Buggy gladly taking you into his orbit. 

“Well…” You stated softly, bringing Buggy’s barriers down the slightest bit. Just enough to do what you had planned without immediate notice. With lightning-fast reflexes, you pulled your knife from your thigh and brought it down upon the source of your idea. 

Buggy gave a squealing shout as you grabbed hold of his cock and chopped it from his body, balls and all. The clown grabbed at the empty space.

“Y/N!” He shouted as you danced out of his reach. “Give it back!”

“I don’t think so. Not for, hum… let's say two months?” His eyes filled with full-blown panic at the thought. 

“I--Y/N--”

“Baby, I’ll keep it safe for you don’t worry.” You said in mock comfort. “This will be my insurance--my proof of your loyalty, yes?” You said, backing up towards the door. You were taking this thing regardless of his agreement. Buggy gave a pathetic little whine that only made your glee that much more so. 

“But--Ah! Fine! Go before I change my mind.” You smirked, whipping the door open. “It’s sensitive!” He shouted after you as you rushed through the halls of Buggy’s ship. You took mental note of that last plea.

You wondered just how sensitive it was.

Thinking about how perfect Buggy is for face riding. Like his nose is perfect it will just stimulate your clit while his tongue dives in and out of you. He is very insecure of it, but you just have to reassure him it's perfect, cause it is. Like I would kill to ride his face right now.

Minors do not interact please!!

I decided to make the one thought into a one-shot since @fairymunson asked so nicely :)) Also the one fic is still in progress and ill try to get it out as soon as possible!!!

CW: slight degradation, insecurity, choking, oral (both m & f)

Buggy x fem!reader

Your legs clenched together and your grew uncomfortably hot in between your thighs. You were bored sitting in Buggy's room waiting for him. You were just daydreaming but those dreams turned naughty real quick.

You were thinking about riding Buggy's face and how'd amazing his nose is. You've always loved big noses because they were so much better to ride. His nose could definitely stimulate your clit while his tongue fucked you. Just thinking about it made you blush and become wetter.

But Buggy hasn't gone down on you yet. He has expressed he wants to so so badly but when he tries to he backs away. He comes up with excuses and a apology. You can tell he's insecure about going down because of his nose. The way he always kills people who talk about his nose. So you knew after the second times he didn't go through that his nose was why he didn't. You never forced him to go down once you figured it out but he still tried.

Your heart felt heavy, your love was super insecure over something so small. You decided you were going to help him with his problem.

"Ah! F-fuck Buggy! YeaH just like that hah..." You moaned out and bucked your hips on his face. You were on top of his face riding it like you always fantasized about. All your did was praise him and complement his nose. And when he asked if you were being serious and genuine you said yes without hesitation. Which caused him to lift you up and take you to his room and then let you ride his face.

"You like that you slut?" He laughed and his tongue teased your entrance. You whined I'm desperation "Please Buggy don't tease me I'll be good I swear-" you moved your hips so you could at least get some friction on your clit. You moaned lightly and Buggy's breath hitched. You knew he was putting up a dominant facade. You knew the moment you said something he was putty but you let him keep his act up. He was still nervous but with your praise he feels better.

His hands gripped your thighs to hold you in place. "Such a desperate whore for me huh?" He laughed and his tongue entered you. You gasped and tossed your head back. Your hands gripped the back board and you moaned. Your back arched as his pace was rough and fast.

You felt like you were seeing stars and you were close to cumming. Honestly for someone who hasn't given oral before he was doing a fucking fantastic job. You moaned out his name like a chant. "Ohh Buggy yeah mm right there ah your fucking perfect! The way your nose is fucking stimulating me and the way your fucking me! AhH please Buggy let me cum!" You ranted on in between moans and gasps.

Buggy's pace didn't stop and infact in increased. His grip got tighter and one hand traveled to your neck and lightly choked you. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head and with one last thrust of his tongue you came. You practically screamed letting the whole crew know how amazing Buggy is. Buggy just lapped up your juices like a thirsty dog.

"Buggy I love you so much fuck that perfect.." you stuttered and with shaky legs for off of him. He stared at you with wide eyes and parted lips. His face was painted your cum. "You really mean it right my nose is perfect? It doesn't disgust you or get in he way?" He asked with big wide eyes "I meant every word" you kissed his nose and you tried catch your breath. Buggy grinned and got on top of you "Were not finished yet sweetheart you still gotta get me off" You grinned and looked up at him with lust filled eyes.

"Make me" you said, you normally would never defy him but you were feeling bold. His cock twitched and he hoped you didn't notice but you did. He gripped your jaw and forced your mouth open "Take it like a good girl okay?" He said and freed his cock letting the tip rest on your lips before fully sliding in.

You gagged as his length hit the back of your throat. He groaned as your tongue traced the bottom of his dick. You sat there letting him fuck your mouth. His other hand found found itself inside your hair. He gripped harshly and fucked you fast. Your jaw hurt but you didn't dare complain.

Your eyes teared up and you felt him twitch inside of you. His breaths became more ragged. "Mm taking me so well fuckkk" he moaned out softly. You looked up at him with big doe eyes and that had him gone. He gave one last thrust and shot his load down your throat. Your nose buried in his pubes as his whole length sat in your mouth. "That's it swallow every last drop like a good girl" you moaned on response and did as you were told.

When he let go you both laid down on the bed. You huddled next to each other and pressed your foreheads together. You both stared into each other's eyes not saying anything but, it felt like you were until you both fell asleep.

I truly don’t know and I want a good nickname so please help me 😭💕 Also what should Mihawk and Crocodile call reader?

@butterbabyflapjack thank you for the tag<3

Just a little something from the upcoming Buggy story...

WIP Wednesday

The footsteps approach and you hear the patient scream before they were cut off. You heard a gurgle then a thud. Your eyes watered and your hands shook. The footsteps entered the room and just when the hand grabbed at the door you struck. You kicked the door knocking the person back and you clutched the knife. You plunged it deep into the person's skull and kept stabbing. They were obviously dead but you kept stabbing over and over.

Was it anger, fear, or both? You only stopped til their face was completely unrecognizable. Your hands were covered in blood and your face had some splatters as well. You let out a scream of horror. You couldn't believe you killed someone. You looked at your bloody hands still holding the knife. Your mind raced and you could hardly focus.

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The hands seize you and hold your arm behind your back. You grunt and drop to your knees. He towers over you and grins. "I think I'll take you" he says and his hands carry you alongside him. Your heads spins and your breathing becomes erratic. "No please" you mutter before passing out.

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That's when the door opens and the clown who took you is standing there. "Hello my dear!-" he shouted with a grin but stopped once he noticed you were crying. He paused and frowned seeing your broken form. "Well that's no good your supposed to be happy when I arrive" he tsks and walks over to you "Now tell me dead what's got you crying?" He asks with fake sympathy.

Anyways that's all I will share but don't be disappointed it will be posted reallll soon ;)

Since people did want me to make the imagine into a story I will. Also Minors do not interact!!!

Warnings: Yandere's, non con, kidnapping, just not good healthy normal shit, very tiny mention of killing a fetus

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Stuck...

A Yandere buggy x reader with a smudge of Crocodile x reader x Mihawk

You were nothing special just a medic in your village. It was peaceful and had everything you needed. Sure you wish you could travel but the seas were dangerous and you were content here. Plus you don't wish to leave you family behind.

Everything in the village was going as it normally would. You were at the hospital and taking care of people. Either it was a cut or broken bone you fixed it. You enjoyed your job, helping people made you happy.

While you were fixing up a patients bandage you heard a low rumble. You both looked at each other. You quickly wrapped the rest of the bandage and stood up. You walked to the window and peeked out to see that a cannon ball was shot through a couple houses. You gasped and saw pirates storming the village. You shook on fright and your mind spiraled not being able to process this. You heard the hospital door being kicked in and another nurse scream.

The patient was already making a run for it. You cursed and grab the nearest weapon, it was a little pocket knife. You always had it even though it wasn't necessary. You then decided to hide behind the door and when the pirate comes in you stab them.

The footsteps approach and you hear the patient scream before they were cut off. You heard a gurgle then a thud. Your eyes watered and your hands shook. The footsteps entered the room and just when the hand grabbed at the door you struck. You kicked the door knocking the person back and you clutched the knife. You plunged it deep into the person's skull and kept stabbing. They were obviously dead but you kept stabbing over and over.

Was it anger, fear, or both? You only stopped til their face was completely unrecognizable. Your hands were covered in blood and your face had some splatters as well. You let out a scream of horror. You couldn't believe you killed someone. You looked at your bloody hands still holding the knife. Your mind raced and you could hardly focus.

You stood up and slowly walked out of the room. You made your way out of the hospital slowly, your mind blank and body numb. The knife still fisted in between your hand. You stared blankly at the ground and then looked up at the sky. It was beautiful outside, the sun was shining and it had a little breeze. You closed your eyes enjoying the breeze til you heard laughter.

You opened your eye and looked in he direction of the laugh. A man with blue hair and a gaudy outfit was standing a couple feet away from you. You stared at him and he looked at you with something you couldn't quite place in his eyes. He grinned and glanced you over before licking his lips.

"What's wrong girl, never kill someone before?" He giggled and you just stared at him. He stopped and frowned "What's wrong? Don't tell me your starting to shut down? How pathetic" he walks closer and his hands detach from his arms. You just stand there not grasping your situation.

The hands seize you and hold your arm behind your back. You grunt and drop to your knees. He towers over you and grins. "I think I'll take you" he says and his hands carry you alongside him. Your heads spins and your breathing becomes erratic. "No please" you mutter before passing out.

When you wake up your chained to a bed. It's nothing to brag about but it's very comfortable. You groan and blink slowly letting out a sigh. Your mind isn't fully aware of your situation yet. The sheets were white and the blankets were red while the pillows were black. There was probably 5 pillows on the bed and they were really soft. You shut your eyes again then realization hits you like a bus. You yank on the chains but they won't budge, they just create a lot of noise. You whip your head around and look around the room.

It's very messy and cluttered with chests and maps everywhere. Your notice your legs are freezing but it doesn't do you much good. You let out a frustrated scream and start to cry. Your overwhelmed, scared, and upset. Everyone you care about it probably dead and now you've been kidnapped and who knows what will happen to you. Your eyes let the tears flow down your cheeks, staining them while you let out choked pained sobs. You blubbering and having a difficult time breathing.

That's when the door opens and the clown who took you is standing there. "Hello my dear!-" he shouted with a grin but stopped once he noticed you were crying. He paused and frowned seeing your broken form. "Well that's no good your supposed to be happy when I arrive" he tsks and walks over to you "Now tell me dead what's got you crying?" He asks with fake sympathy.

You just stare at him while the tears keep pouring. Did he seriously forget or is he just playing dumb? You feel yourself growing angry. "Don't play dumb with me you clown! You kidnapped me and destroyed my entire village! You killed everyone I loved!" You shouted at him and bared your teeth.

His frown deepened and wiped the spit that splattered on his face off. "Well that's not very nice of you," he gripped your face harshly and leaned in "I saved you if it weren't for me you would've been dead and besides they were all gonna die anyway I just sped up the process" he giggled at the last part. You gritted your teeth and looked away from him.

"So let's restart this whole thing, I'm Buggy, Buggy the clown, Buggy the genius jester, Buggy the flashy fool" he grinned and stared at you expectantly. Were you supposed to be impressed that he had many titles? Letting out a shaky sigh you opened your mouth and spoke "I'm Y/n, just Y/n no titles or anything..." You mumbled the last part. The tears had stopped flowing by now.

His smile remained plastered on his face but his eyes lit up. "Cute name but I think I'll just call you sweetheart" his hand moves and rests on your thigh. You flinch and look at his gloved hand and look back at him. He just continues to grin and moves his hand closer. He licks his lips and his eyes darken. You know what's about to happen. "Please no" you whisper and back up closing your legs, trapping his hand in-between your thighs.

You shake your head and try to stop yourself from trembling. He looks up at you and his smile drops "I always get what I want Sweetheart" he whispers in a almost hoarse voice. He laughs again and his other hand prys your legs apart. You pointlessly beg and find yourself sobbing. "Please Buggy don't do this anything but this" hiccups interrupt your speech and sobs tear threw you. You look pathetic but that only turns him on more.

He puts a finger to your lips "shhh sweetheart wether or not you want this I'm gonna take it" he looks down into your eyes. He kissed underneath your eye leaving a red stain. He grins seeing this and his hardened cock rubs against this side of your leg.

He tears off your pants earning another sob from you. Tears cascade down your face and fall onto your shirt. "Mmm what a pretty sight..." He groans at seeing your underwear "You wear these just for me?" He cackles as he pulls down the black lacey panties and brings them to his face inhaling your scent. "Smell so nice sweetheart.." he moans and you look at him with disgust.

He breathes out and puts the underwater on his night stand for later. With access to your cunt he adverts his gaze to it. He dips a finger to your entrance. You try to move and earn a slap on your thigh. A yelp escapes your lips as you cry. You struggled even though you knew he was gonna take you. It was dumb and pointless but you felt like you had to try and not give in.

He inserts a finger ignoring how dry you are "Ah!" You scream in pain as he finger fucks you. He doesn't even spare you a glance just focusing on how his finger goes in and out of you. It was painful and you tried to focus on anything but his fingers fucking you. Buggy was annoyed that you weren't getting aroused and soaking wet for him.

He groaned and fucked you faster making you grind your teeth. You threw your head back not from pleasure but from pain. You couldn't take this anymore. Eventually your body started to get aroused. You internally cursed and screamed at yourself. Yes it hurt but you didn't want to give him the satisfaction of making your body hot.

Buggy felt the sickness and grinned "Finally! Now this is what I'm talking about! Is this your way of submitting to me?" He looked at you finally and never stopped fingering you. You bit your lip and shut your eyes tight and shook your head. "Use your words sweetheart I can't understand you" he payed your cheek and mocked you.

"I said no" you gritted your teeth and tried to focus on anything but you reaching your climax. His fingers were skilled and he definitely been with others before. Your breaths were ragged and your body felt like it was fire but you didn't enjoy this not one bit. How could you enjoy this? He is raping you and now your about to cum.

You let more tears spill as Buggy leaned in and whispered "If your not enjoying it then why are you so wet?" His hot rugged voice sent you over the edge and you came with a loud choked sob. Your body betrayed you and you feel ashamed. He smiled and watched you cry.

He pulled out his fingers and popped them into his mouth. He made a show of it, moaning and closing honeyed. "So fucking good, such a good girl cumming for me" he cursed as he cleaned your juices from his fingers. You looked down at wallowed in self pity. You were so lost in yourself you didn't even notice him undressing. When you did though it was to late.

He hovered atop or you and winked. His dick pressed and teasing your entrance. You barely even opened your mouth before his dick slammed into you. You gasped as you threw your head back. He was big and stretched you out. You gripped his arms and cried out. You sobbed and wanted this to be over. You didn't enjoy this and you just wanted to be home.

His pace was brutal and he kept panting and decided to mark up your neck. He bit and sucked and left hickeys that marked you as his. You sobbed and begged for anyone to save you. Buggy moaned and groaned while you laid there waiting for it be over. It hurt and you couldn't and would never enjoy this. You hated Buggy the way his cock hit your cervix making you scratch his arm to him biting you.

His pace got faster and sloppier and his face relaxed. Instead of grinning and laughing he went slacked jaw and blanked out. He moaned loudly and whispered dirty things to you "Yeah that's it ah!- take it s-slut..mm hahhh" he groaned and with a few more sloppy thrusts he came, hard.

You sobbed harder you didn't wanna get pregnant. You begged for him to quickly pull out so you could get it out but he ignored you. "Please Buggy I don't wanna get pregnant p-please" you cried and shook. He ignored you and just laid on top of you. He made sure you couldn't move and get his cum outta you. You closed your eyes and whined and just wished for death.

Buggy's mind was blank as he enjoyed to feeling of your walls clenching his length. His seed buried into you and he imagined you pregnant with his kid. He was immediately repulsed because he hates the thought of kids so, if you do become pregnant he'll have to find a way to kill it. He'll have to deal with them and only he can have your attention.

Stuck...

Warnings: Yandere Buggy, mention of abortions, kidnapping, reader falling to Stockholm syndrome, dub-con, hate sex, degradation

Part 1, Part 2, part 3

(A Yandere! Buggy x reader with a pinch of Crocodile x reader x Mihawk) MDNI

It's been around a year since I've been on his ship. He's fucked me so much I've gotten pregnant a couple times but, he always found a way to get rid of them before it was too late. It's better that way it would be a nightmare for the children.

Buggy would never let me give anyone else attention. He wanted me all for himself so adding children who will take all of my attention away is a big no no. He hardly ever lets me even interact with his crew and if I try they scurry away from me before Buggy comes. Buggy must've drilled into their brains that of they even look at me they would die.

It got really lonely with Buggy gone half the time. Plus Buggy was the only company you got which got boring quick. All he would do is fuck you, complain, or a actually be genuine and loving. You preferred the caring side of him it was what kept you sane. The way he would treat you like an actual human. Show you real love and affection. You sighed and rolled over on the bed you shared with Buggy. His arm laid there so he could at least touch and hold you while he was away.

You didn't mind you wanted every ounce of affection and touch you could get. You gripped his arm and kissed his bicep. You nuzzled yourself into his heat and covered yourself in the many blankets he provided you. His hand cupped your cunt but he thankfully didn't try anything.

Moments like these were pure bliss for you. Just peace and quiet and the comfort of a nice bed. Buggy made sure to upgrade it for you since you asked. You got tired of the old scratchy sheets and blankets and the torn up pillows. So you begged him to get better ones and he agreed and stole you the best set he could find. It was a deep red color and the comforter had a velvety feel.

Honestly you were surprised he did that but maybe he felt nice. You gripped his arm tighter and felt his fingers twitch. You guess it wasn't to bad here, you had a everything you needed and this bed was very comfy. Wait what were you saying no you hated it here. He killed everyone you loved and took everything from you. Tears pricked your eyes and you bit your lip. What was wrong with you?

Suddenly the door was kicked in and a familiar voice filled your ears. "Hello sweetheart! I'm back did ya miss me? The way your gripping my arm you must have" he laughs and makes his way over to you. You peek over the covers and see him standing over you in his vest and brown pants. He grinned and tore the covers off you. "C'mon sweetheart can't lay there all day!"

You groaned and rolled over shutting your eyes. "Mm Buggy just lay in bed with me" you muttered you didn't wanna move. Going out sounded fun but Buggy found a way to make it a bad experience. Like killing someone because they looked at you. "Although that would sound nice I have other plans" he picks you up and attaches his arm.

You were curious as to what could make Buggy not want to have your willing affection. When you were brought out of the room you see food and beer set up. Your eyebrow raises and you look up at Buggy. He looks down at you with a huge grin. "I'm throwing a little party to celebrate our one year anniversary!"

You blink and let out a laugh of disbelief. He's really celebrating the day you got kidnapped. You smile out of disbelief which Buggy takes as a genuine smile. "I knew you'd like it" he says and sets you down. One of his hands stays attached to your waist. "Drink and eat as much as you want sweetheart," he laughs "this is a party after all!" The crew cheers and everyone starts digging in.

You stand for a moment and hesitate but make your way over and grab a chicken leg and a mug of beer. Buggy's eyes never leave your frame and his smile never falters. You find it creepy and quickly gulp down your beer to try to ignore Buggy's intense gaze. You then walk over to some random crew member and tried to talk to them. Well that didn't go over well and Buggy shouted "What the hell!" His detached hands flew and grabbed your shoulders and yanked you towards him.

You let out a shriek and turned to see his furious face. "What do you think you can flirt with other men and get away with it you cheater!?" He shouted and you felt tears form in your eyes. You tried speaking but Buggy kept on "Don't interrupt me! Your lucky I don't just kill you here" your tears fell freely and your body trembled. "Go to my room I'll be there soon" he said and didn't give room to argue.

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"Who do you belong to?" He groaned and he pressed your head roughly into the sheets. "You Buggy I b-belong to y-you~" you moan and he harshly pounds into you. "Yeah~mm good girl" he cackles and his hips snap against your ass and leave bruises. You fist the sheets and roll your eyes into your head. You were close to your release but, when you got to the edge Buggy slowed down. You whined and looked at Buggy although your vision was a bit blurry from your tears. "Aww did my little slut wanna cum? That's to bad maybe if she begs I will" he mocked

Gods it took everything in you to not cry again. As much as you hated him you want to cum badly it's what you deserved. So you swallowed your pride and begged. "Please Buggy let me cum please I'm begging you to let me cum I need it so bad~" you whined and pleaded like a bitch in heat. Buggy's ego swelled and his chest puffed out. His cock twitched in you and he laughed loudly. "Well sweetheart when you beg like that I can't say no" he grabbed your hips and he pounded into you.

He groaned and leaned down towards your ear and nibbles on it. "You belong to m-me and only me no one else, your a-all mine. Got that?" He curses as he felt his release get closer. His pace was getting sloppy and he could only focus on your whines and whimpers. "Y-yes Buggy I'm yours" you moaned as you cummed all over his cock. With one last thrust Buggy spilled his seed inside you. "Ngh~ such a good slut for me" he mumbled in your ear as he enjoyed your walls clenching around him. His seed being buried inside you felt nice. Wait no what were you thinking you didn't like this...but it did feel nice.

Your mind was foggy and you could only focus on Buggy's breath in your ear. You were burning and your hair sticked to your forehead. Maybe you could start to like him, maybe this wasn't so bad after all. You didn't have to worry about anything.

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It's been about another year and I've just been so happy living with Buggy. Ever since I've given in everything got better. I can now leave the ship when we stop although he accompanied me. I didn't mind, even when he did grope my ass in public. He trusts me fully and although he's still hot headed he been a lot sweeter.

But he's changed now, ever since that damned Cross Guild. Buggy changed his look which is fine I'll love him regardless. But those bastards has broken my love. Every night he comes crying to me all bruised and bloody.

Just when things were looking up for Buggy they had to come get in the way. Of course I've never met them Buggy wouldn't let me. Even if he did allow me I wouldn't want to. I don't even think they know about me. Buggy has made sure of that. I think he's afraid they'll do something to me.

Im not able to do anything so I just sit back and bite my tongue. My heart aches as I tend to his wounds and listen to his sobs. He has been broken down but he still is determined to become Pirate King. I can't help but smile at that. I plant a kiss on his head and pause brushing his hair. He sniffles and looks at me "Why'd you stop?" He mumbles, his eyes have bags as he looks utterly exhausted and defeated. All I can offer him is a smile and gentle words "I'm just admiring you, I love you so much Buggy, we'll get through this and then you'll be King of the Pirates"

His breaths hitches and he looks at me with desperation in his eyes "Promise?" "Yes" he wraps his arms around me and we lay on the bed together. Buggy closes his eyes and although he has endure this torture at the end of the day he has his darling. And no one will be able to take her away from him. He grips you tight to make sure you can't move. He buried himself in your chest and grins as he thinks about the future. You both fell asleep in each other's embrace and blissfully unaware of a certain member plans.