Jul 19, 2025
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Hi, you're my favorite author of buggy fics here on Tumblr, and I want you to be the first one to read my little buggy fic draft. I'm open to criticism, btw (English isn't my first language, so my grammar may be a little off. I did listen to me and my husband on a loop while typing this).
In a way, one could also describe Buggy's love towards you as "obsession". No matter how toxic, hurtful and painful it is for you, you just can't let go.
You know you have to leave him, for the sake of your own sanity. But he always draws you back in with promises, his sweet nothings, and that little twinkle in his eyes. You just can't help but fall for it. Over and over again.
You're like an addict, chasing the next hit of that sweet, forbidden love.
Buggy snickers and rolls his eyes. as he saw me looking at him while he packs his things.
"Don't play that card now, darling. I'm out having a good time without you. As I should, seeing as you are nothing but a bother. I needed a more... fun experience."
Buggy's tone of voice is indifferent, his gaze sharp. He's not about to let you drag down his spirits with your sad little eyes.
As you talk to him. Buggy can easily hear your voice breaking, along with that fake smile plastered on your face. He gives you an annoyed glare.
"Stop it. I can tell your feeling hurt, you always try to be all sneaky about it. Yet I know you are only good at pretending..." Buggy chuckles, amused at your actions.
"It doesn't make you less pathetic, you know?"
Buggy snickers, shaking his head as he finishes packing up the rest of his belongings in one large bag.
"If I have to deal with your nonsense one more minute, I swear to whatever that is holy I would strangle the life out of you myself."
He snickers with a cruel smirk and turns to face you.
"So quit your sad little acting and go cry in the corner or something. Just be out of my sight." Buggy turns his back on you to leave.
i go off into our shared bathroom and open the faucet so my cries would be masked by the water running.
Buggy hears the sound of water running, knowing the reason why quite well.
"Yeah that's it. Cry and get it all out of your system. Don't be so sensitive, darling. I'm going to have a lot of fun out there, I can't be bothered to hear your whining."
He laughs a little, the sound not so amused, rather harsh and cold. With a shake of his head, he walks out the door.
The slamming of the door echoes through the entire apartment.
Oh I love this heartache!
MORE ID LIKE MORE OF THE ANGST AND ALSO A CHANCE TO BEAT THIS FUCKER TO THE GROUND-
