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YoĂź And I - Lady Gaga
âI think the 80âs was a dark time for both of our heads of hair. I told Roger to get rid of all the pictures of my awful mullet but knowing him, he probably still has them in an album somewhere oh God. I was trying to look like Poison but I ended up looking like Cyndi Lauper.â
âHaha, oh shit! Iâd almost forgotten about that fucking mullet! You really did look like Cyndi Lauper. Iâm sure he still has all those pictures⌠he probably still has all the home movies, too. Remember when we went to that Adam and the Ants concert, and we both got all dressed up? I did your makeup for you and Roger video taped us getting readyâŚâ
âYeah geez, I remembered that⌠ughhhghhh that makeup did not suit me at all. I remember that concert though, I remember how you cried all night because you got to touch his ass and that you never wanted to wash your hand again.â
ââŚIâm pretty sure you actually didnât wash it for like, a month.â
"Actually it was three weeks and a day. I wore a glove over that hand the entire time and there was an intervention and everything. Roger threatened to abort me if I didn't wash it and I was scared that he could actually figure out how to abort a ten year old so I just did what he told me to do. Remember when I had a girlfriend and every time I brought her over Roger would try to check her for a penis?"
âUh⌠huh. Well, I bet thatâs the other reason why he was really glad to have me be able to come home finally. I kinda evened you out a bit so you werenât eating a village worth of junk food and turning the pool into Jell-o anymore.â
Huff. âWell, I canât help if I was a free-spirited youth! I just thought outside the box, that was all. âŚBut, you did help keep me in line sometimes. Oh man, remember that time I was going to run away and walk all the way to Sidney? I had my backpack full of jello cups and toys. I donât remember why I wanted to run away, thoughâŚâ
âI think that was that time that Roger was trying to cut your hair for picture day at school. You kept saying you wanted to look like Tawny Kitaen in that Whitesnake video which quite frankly, freaked him out more than the fact that you were refusing to cut your hair.â
ââŚoh, yeah. I remember that. I think that was around the time Roger started suspecting I wasnât entirely straight⌠well, Tawny Kitaen was fierce in that video and I was really upset he made me eventually cut my hair. But he stopped caring eventually when I was taking pictures of Madonna to the salon and asking them to do my hair like hers.â
âI think the 80âs was a dark time for both of our heads of hair. I told Roger to get rid of all the pictures of my awful mullet but knowing him, he probably still has them in an album somewhere oh God. I was trying to look like Poison but I ended up looking like Cyndi Lauper.â
"Haha, oh shit! I'd almost forgotten about that fucking mullet! You really did look like Cyndi Lauper. I'm sure he still has all those pictures... he probably still has all the home movies, too. Remember when we went to that Adam and the Ants concert, and we both got all dressed up? I did your makeup for you and Roger video taped us getting ready..."
âUh⌠huh. Well, I bet thatâs the other reason why he was really glad to have me be able to come home finally. I kinda evened you out a bit so you werenât eating a village worth of junk food and turning the pool into Jell-o anymore.â
Huff. âWell, I canât help if I was a free-spirited youth! I just thought outside the box, that was all. âŚBut, you did help keep me in line sometimes. Oh man, remember that time I was going to run away and walk all the way to Sidney? I had my backpack full of jello cups and toys. I donât remember why I wanted to run away, thoughâŚâ
âI think that was that time that Roger was trying to cut your hair for picture day at school. You kept saying you wanted to look like Tawny Kitaen in that Whitesnake video which quite frankly, freaked him out more than the fact that you were refusing to cut your hair.â
"...oh, yeah. I remember that. I think that was around the time Roger started suspecting I wasn't entirely straight... well, Tawny Kitaen was fierce in that video and I was really upset he made me eventually cut my hair. But he stopped caring eventually when I was taking pictures of Madonna to the salon and asking them to do my hair like hers."

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h2overit replied to your post: âDid you get those pictures from Roger? Old gay photos is right, geez.â
âI donât know, we used to go to the beach a lot⌠he might have taken them when we werenât paying attention. Does he have any more old photos of usâŚ? Itâs kind of nice seeing us as kids again.â
âOh yeah, heâs got tons of albums at home. Apparently he used to take tons of pictures especially when we were little kids and he never got rid of a single one. You should ask him to send you some too!â
ââŚI asked him for some pictures from when we were kids and he sent me one of me sitting naked in a tub full of milk eating oreos when I was five. Shanks, I donât remember doing that.â
ââŚI⌠I donât remember you doing that at all either. Jesus Christ, Roger was probably pissed, wasnât he? I mean hell, I remember that thing you did with the Jell-o and the pool, but not⌠Oreos.âÂ
âI remember when he first brought me home and we were still waiting for you, heâd stocked the house with tons of delicious junk food for our arrival. I ate all of it in about a week. He was pretty pissed, he made me eat nothing but vegetables for a month.â
âUh⌠huh. Well, I bet thatâs the other reason why he was really glad to have me be able to come home finally. I kinda evened you out a bit so you werenât eating a village worth of junk food and turning the pool into Jell-o anymore.â
Huff. "Well, I can't help if I was a free-spirited youth! I just thought outside the box, that was all. ...But, you did help keep me in line sometimes. Oh man, remember that time I was going to run away and walk all the way to Sidney? I had my backpack full of jello cups and toys. I don't remember why I wanted to run away, though..."
h2overit replied to your post: âDid you get those pictures from Roger? Old gay photos is right, geez.â
âI donât know, we used to go to the beach a lot⌠he might have taken them when we werenât paying attention. Does he have any more old photos of usâŚ? Itâs kind of nice seeing us as kids again.â
âOh yeah, heâs got tons of albums at home. Apparently he used to take tons of pictures especially when we were little kids and he never got rid of a single one. You should ask him to send you some too!â
ââŚI asked him for some pictures from when we were kids and he sent me one of me sitting naked in a tub full of milk eating oreos when I was five. Shanks, I donât remember doing that.â
ââŚI⌠I donât remember you doing that at all either. Jesus Christ, Roger was probably pissed, wasnât he? I mean hell, I remember that thing you did with the Jell-o and the pool, but not⌠Oreos.âÂ
"I remember when he first brought me home and we were still waiting for you, he'd stocked the house with tons of delicious junk food for our arrival. I ate all of it in about a week. He was pretty pissed, he made me eat nothing but vegetables for a month."
h2overit replied to your post: âDid you get those pictures from Roger? Old gay photos is right, geez.â
âI donât know, we used to go to the beach a lot⌠he might have taken them when we werenât paying attention. Does he have any more old photos of usâŚ? Itâs kind of nice seeing us as kids again.â
âOh yeah, heâs got tons of albums at home. Apparently he used to take tons of pictures especially when we were little kids and he never got rid of a single one. You should ask him to send you some too!â
"...I asked him for some pictures from when we were kids and he sent me one of me sitting naked in a tub full of milk eating oreos when I was five. Shanks, I don't remember doing that."
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Unfinished Business
He grinned widely. There he goes, back into his old ways⌠he knew it wouldnât take long for Buggy to quickly be down on his knees coughing up blood and crying for more just like he had been years ago.
âNope, not at all. Doesnât matter, you know you love this anyway.â smirking, Dofu reached into his coat breast pocket and pulled out a switchblade, flicking the knife out. He always carried it on him, being his favourite of his collection of knives, the handle gold and inlaid with mother of pearl. One hand still gripping Buggyâs hair, he traced the cold steel along the manâs cheek and jawline trailing it down his neck and to his shirt, Doflamingo still grinning wide and he sliced right through it.Â
He played the blade along his stomach, gently tracing along before he suddenly shoved it right up to Buggyâs neck, giving his hair a hard yank as he shoved him back and pinned him against the wall, leaning in deathly close to his face. âIâm gonna make you fucking scream.â
Buggy squeezed his eyes - and legs - shut again as the blade came out. He knew that was coming. Shaking as that cold steel moved over his skin, he tried his best not to instinctively pull away, knowing that would only make things worse.
Oh, damn. He was gonna cry. He could feel the tears well up as his shirt was sliced open, turning his head away and keeping his eyes closed. The metal made the muscles in his abdomen twitch. A loud cry erupted from his throat when he was pinned against the wall, his head back and his neck completely exposed to that knife. He almost wanted to beg, to scream and cry and try to bargain with the other man, but it would get him nowhere. Ultimately, he'd already been fucked.
Cracking his eyes open, he looked up at Dofla, shaking and digging his nails into the wall. "...Y... You always do," he murmured, unable to look at him for more than a few seconds before shutting his eyes again.

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Unfinished Business
Ahh, there it was⌠this Buggyâs own special squirm, his cheeks going red, the rise in his voice. It was pretty delicious watching him again, especially after all the years. Quite the treat.
Moving to stand, he made he way over to Buggy, standing in front of him and towering over the angry clown. He grinned down at him. âIâm pretty sure you know what I want. And we can do this the easy wayâŚâ his hand snaked forward to gently caress the otherâs cheek before suddenly grabbing a large handful his hair, giving it a rough yank. ââŚor the hard way. But then again, you always love the hard way, didnât you~?â he leaned in close, mere inches from Buggyâs own face.Â
The other man always had this effect on him, making him shift uncomfortably and look away from him. He could barely ever look Dofla in the eyes. Well, technically it was never, since Doflamingo had never taken those sunglasses off.
Frowning and looking off to the side, he gave a slight hiss when the club owner came close. The touch drew out another frustrated sound from him, his eyes snapping back to look at the other. âLet go of me!â he yelled at him, suppressing the urge to whimper when his hair was yanked. Dofla knew all the ways to get to him⌠all of them. âListen, you sick fuck, you canât do this. I have rights. Iâm not your little doormat whore anymore! You canât just pull my hair and expect me to jump your bones!â
He only seemed amused with this uppity attitude, that wide grin never leaving his face. âWhat, hair pulling not doing it for you anymore?â he leaned in even closer, their lips just almost touching. âYouâre just a filthy little whore, too worn out and used to even feel anything.â he let go of his hair. âAnd stupid. You know well you signed over all the rights to me, you canât do jack shit legally about me rereleasing those videos. I own your ass no matter what you say.âÂ
Smirking, he let go of his hair. âLuckily for you⌠I have other ways I can be persuaded. Last chance to spread your legs for me or else everyone is gonna see how you spread your legs for aaaaall those men on camera.âÂ
Buggy narrowed his eyes at him, gritting his teeth. He knew his attitude wasn't going to get him anywhere at this rate. The other's words didn't bother him; he'd gotten used to being talked to like that. Between Doflamingo and the other actors on set, he was used to being insulted and put down, made to feel worthless.
Damn. Dofla wasn't going to make this easy.
Squeezing his eyes shut, he couldn't even look at the other man as he finally responded to him. "...Y... You know full well... that does it for me, Doflamingo," he said, his voice cracking slightly as he came to terms with what he would have to do. "You know damned well how to turn me on! I..." He stopped, his eyes opening a little as he looked up at the other man. His cheeks were burning completely red, his brow furrowed. "Damn you... I really don't have a choice, do I?!"
Unfinished Business
Ahh, there it was⌠this Buggyâs own special squirm, his cheeks going red, the rise in his voice. It was pretty delicious watching him again, especially after all the years. Quite the treat.
Moving to stand, he made he way over to Buggy, standing in front of him and towering over the angry clown. He grinned down at him. âIâm pretty sure you know what I want. And we can do this the easy wayâŚâ his hand snaked forward to gently caress the otherâs cheek before suddenly grabbing a large handful his hair, giving it a rough yank. ââŚor the hard way. But then again, you always love the hard way, didnât you~?â he leaned in close, mere inches from Buggyâs own face.Â
The other man always had this effect on him, making him shift uncomfortably and look away from him. He could barely ever look Dofla in the eyes. Well, technically it was never, since Doflamingo had never taken those sunglasses off.
Frowning and looking off to the side, he gave a slight hiss when the club owner came close. The touch drew out another frustrated sound from him, his eyes snapping back to look at the other. "Let go of me!" he yelled at him, suppressing the urge to whimper when his hair was yanked. Dofla knew all the ways to get to him... all of them. "Listen, you sick fuck, you can't do this. I have rights. I'm not your little doormat whore anymore! You can't just pull my hair and expect me to jump your bones!"
Unfinished Business
He cocked an eyebrow as the letter was shoved in his face, though his mouth was still cracked into a grin. âMhhmm. Well, normally I really donât give a fuck about what you think, but seeing that cute face of yours again is reminding me about aaaaaall those favours you used to do for me, fufufufu.â he chuckled, leaning his head back as he waved the girls off, the two of them finishing cleaning him up before scrambling out of there. Now it was just Doflamingo and Buggy.
And Tupac of course, but she was sleeping.
âWell, how about it? Why donât you put that pretty mouth of yours to work again and show much just how badly you donât want those tapes to be rereleased.â He looked Buggy over, his eyes stopping at the slight pink peeking out from under the waistband of his jeans. âItâs almost like you wanted to come back, isnât it?â
The clown was glad to see the girls leave, having been annoyed with their presence. It was always frustrating to try to talk to Dofla when he had a couple of his bitches working him over; he'd learned that many times when working with him before. Now that they were alone (except for the fucking tiger in the room), Buggy felt both relieved and ten times more tense. Being alone with Doflamingo was a double edged sword.
At the other man's words, his cheeks suddenly flushed pink, and he rubbed at them to try to cover it up.
"Fuck you, Dofla," he snapped, putting the letter in his pocket again. "We had an agreement. I... I did my favors for you and you said those movies would never be released again!" He noticed where the other was staring, turning even redder and pulling his tank top down to cover the top of the flamingo again. "I never wanted to have to come back here."
Unfinished Business
He knew he would come, that it was only a matter of time before that blue-haired beauty would bust down the door screeching.Â
He just didnât think it would actually be literally.
Doflamingo was sitting in the back of the private booth, lounging on a large leather sofa without a shirt on. He had two of his girls on him, each armed with a can of whipped cream which they were emptying all over his bare chest and going about licking up.Â
There was also a tiger. Yeah, Tupac the tiger was asleep on a mound of pillows in the back corner, an empty food bowl in front of her with steak remnants all around. And the freaky thing was this wasnât even one of his really fun nights.
âBuuuuugggyyyyyyy babyyyy~! Look at you, all grown up and finally sporting facial hair!â he snickered, seeming to be ignoring the two girls on him, just watching the clown with that large grin on his face. âAnd here you were saying you were never going to see me again. What brings you back to my neck of the woods, hmmm~?â
It seemed not much had changed around here since he was last there all those years ago. The decor was still as pink and gaudy as he remembered it, his eyes traveling around the room and adding on a new addition.
Was that... was that a fucking tiger?
This guy was almost unreal. Snapping his eyes back to the man on the couch, he completely ignored the two girls that were all over him, though he made a slightly disgusted face at seeing what they were doing. He hadn't changed much either; still tall as hell and a blonde bombshell as usual. The clown also tried to ignore his bare abdomen, his anger overshadowing how he would have normally been checking the man out.
"You know why I'm here, Doflamingo!" he yelled, storming over to the couch and pulling the letter from his pocket. He held it up so Dofla could see, putting his free hand on his hip. "Your fucking film company is saying they're going to re-release the movies I did for them! They didn't even ask permission, this letter is just a formality! I thought I said I didn't want those movies ever seeing the light of day again?!"
Unfinished Business
This couldn't be happening.
Buggy stood in his house, having been going through his mail after work, clutching a letter so tightly he nearly ripped right through the paper. The top of the paper was emblazoned with a familiar company's name - Pink Flamingo Films. He never thought he'd see that name again. Hell, he'd prayed he'd never have to see that name again. It meant that he had to go and see... him.
That fucking flamingo shit was going to rerelease his movies and he'd do anything to stop it.
The teacher shouted to Luna that he was going out before running to his car and starting it up. The letter was tucked into his jeans pocket before he began driving, off to one of the seedier parts of the Grand Line. By the time he reached The Flamingo, an illustrious stripclub owned by the man whom he'd come to see, he was burning on the inside from anger. Once he was inside, he made his way to the back rooms, still remembering the way to the private booth.
Buggy was stopped at the door, the bouncer giving him an annoyed look. The clown's face burned red as he dipped his thumb into the top of his jeans and lifted his tank top, flashing a fading tattoo of a flamingo on his hip.
As soon as he was in, he screeched Doflamingo's name.

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fluffypinkbastard replied to your post: 2 Clowns 1 Car
âPersonal favourite of mine. Never knew you could bend your legs like that fufufufufufu~â
The high-pitched screech that erupted from the chemistry teacher could probably have shattered glass, were he near any. He didn't stop screeching, just staring at the other man and freaking right the fuck out.
boozeandpizza replied to your post: 2 Clowns 1 Car
âI have sources.â
"Sources?! All right, even if I knew what you were talking about... what kind of sources?"