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1 week ago

TREAT YOU BETTER

curly x reader | sfw

CW! gn reader, more platonic leaning but can be seen as romantic if you want, hurt comfort, j#mmy bashing, friends to best friends, pre-game

Summary! Simple, convince Curly that Jimmy isn’t good for him, and that he’s an asshole.

TREAT YOU BETTER

You stilled watching Jimmy talking to Curly.

Furrowed brows tightening when seeing how uncomfortable and stiff Curly had become when Jimmy started to expressing a certain amount of anger.

Too much anger.

“Jim, God- please-“

“No, it’s you that needs to do this! For me, or I’ll end up somewhere worse, and so will you.”

You grimaced at the language. You watched as Curly stepped back experimentally. Nervous and anxious around the angry man in front of him.

"God you know what! Fuck you Curly!"

Your eyes blinked rapidly as Jimmy walked away. It left Curly standing there with an opened mouth. Shaking clenched fists and clear incoming tears he chose to push down.

Softly, "Curly."

His body shook as he found you staring at him. Slowly you took his hands and led you to somewhere else in the mall. "Let it all out."

You pulled the man into an embrace. Curly's sobs were gut wrenching. Piled upon piles of repressed feelings were let out.

Softly you rubbed his back as he sobbed his loving heart out.

Curly was a man that cared too much, and didn't like conflict. Caring way too much about Jimmy who was horrible to him.

Curly was too good for that piece of shit.

Curly let that love affect everything. All to not upset the angry and manipulative Jimmy. You scowled at the thought of that man.

"Don't listen to that piece of shit, Curly. He's wrong." You whispered into the blondes ear.

"But-"

"Sshh. Don't talk." Hand goes up to his curls and ran a hand through them. Too far, maybe but it soothed the man in your arms.

"He's wrong. About you, Curly. You're not too much and it's him who is guilty. He's grown man that needed to take responsibility for his own actions."

Slowly, you pulled away. Your hands cupping the man's face firmly. Curly's eyes were puffy with red nose. Tears rolling down his cheeks as he stared at you.

"It is him who'll fall and only him. He's doing it to make it seem like it's your fault because he's dependent on you, Curly."

Curly didn't speak. He listened.

The screws were turning in his head as he listened to your words.

"Making you feel responsible for him then you'll fall for this little fuckery he's casting." You smiled. A laugh followed, "You're too kind and conflict avoiding, Curly."

You removed your hands from Curly's face. Still and frozen he watched you smile gently at him but firmness stayed.

"Don't settle for a piece of shit like him. No man treats his friend like that. Not like luggage, and clearly manipulating you like everything's your fault when it's his."

Curly nodded. He wiped his tears and snot away with his sleeve. "He's bad. To me?" A question and not a statement.

"Yes, he's bad for you. An asshole, Curly."

You squinted your eyes and saw how Curly was fighting himself in his head. "God, just what has Jimmy done to you, Curly."

You had a sneaking suspicion that if this continued then something would happen. Something terrible and Jimmy would do something terrible.

Something terrible to someone else, and Curly.

Curly wouldn't know how to help and it would be too late. It was best to put an end to this now, or else.

"That position at Pony's Express. Curly." Your voice was firm. Eyes practically glaring at Curly who froze up.

"I don't mean to be forceful but you can't allow Jimmy to be with you or on a ship with you or anyone honestly. I'd prefer it that way but if you do get him a job then make sure he's far away from you." You set a hand on Curly's shoulder.

"Or make sure he's set low on the ladder. He's gonna hurt people. He's gonna hurt you, Curly. So please." You begged.

"Okay...I see how he's...What he's done to me..." Curly spoke quietly. Still sniffling and tears still falling from his face.

He swallowed and cleared his throat. "Okay." He picked his head up.

Firmly.

Like a captain.

You smiled. Like a captain.


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4 days ago

cuddle headcannons with daisuke, anya, and curly<3

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Daisuke

He's a soft, fluffy cuddler.

He usually let's you sit on his lap, smiling and trying to tickle you occasionally, which results in the whole crew rushing to your room after you scream at him to stop

Sometumes you'll sit on his lap at the table. He giggles and wraps his arms around your waist

When he's tired, he heads straight to you and pulls you into his room, forces you to lay down, and slam dunks himself onto your chest

Or when your tired, he whines at you to go to bed

Refusing to go with you? Too bad, he rips you away from whatever room your in and drags you by the collar to your room. For the youngest in the group he sure was strong

If you accept to go with him, he smiles and runs with his hand in yours to whoevers room is closest. Even if it's not the either of yours

Anya

She's kind of scared to touch you

Not that she doesn't want to, she just doesn't know what the correct time to is. But she always smiles when she feels your arms around her

After waking up, she heads to you and pats your head to let you know she's awake. She nuzzles your head against yours when you hug her with a small "good morning". She finds you adorable when you wake up

Sometimes she offers to let you help in the med bay, but you just end up sitting on the counter together with your head on her shoulder

I feel like she would be the careful kind. she would warn you before she moves around or touches you

But when you settled down, she kisses the top of your head and let's you snuggle into her

Curly

Oh my lord don't even start with him

LOVES cuddling. 100% lives for it.

He doesn't care about what tasks or things he has to take care of, he sees you and suddenly everything stops. Before you know it, youre on his lap with his legs around your waist like he was trying to protect you from something

Oh that silly little cake you had to make for a fellow employees birthday? He already pre-made it so he could spend the morning cuddling with you

He hates that his title as captain is the only thing in his way from being with you the whole day, but he makes it work. He even lets you sit in the controo center with him!

He loves PDA, everybody finds it cute but a little overbearing


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2 weeks ago

sunnywrotethis masterlist!

GUIDE:

red text = coming soon

blue text = series (UNFINISHED)

purple text = series (FINISHED)

green text = one-shot

pink text = drabble

orange text: long work

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JUJUTSU KAISEN:

gojo misses geto, they reunite, and life is okay again

merman gojo x human suguru (no curses au)

yuji has a weird love for lemons, megumi finds it interesting

satosugu road trip hell yeahh

sukuna x gojo who runs away and finds sukuna, but sukuna offers gojo to join him

soft sukuna x shy gojo drabble

nerd gojo x bully suguru drabble

gojo x geto x sukuna beach date

gojo sfw alphabet

sukugo "scars that arent on me" drabble

sukuna makes a yo mama joke

hybrid satosugu who show up at your door (easter special 2025)

poly relationship w gojo geto and toji

how gojo yuji and choso deal with you dying

soft sukuna x gn reader (post chap 236)

he plays roblox w you (gn reader)

MOUTHWASHING

captain curly x paranoid reader

SAIKI K:

soft saiki headcannons

THE SUMMER HIKARU DIED

yoshikis subconscious misses hikaru too

LOVEJOY / WILBUR SOOT:

wilbur cuddle headcannons

nerd wilbur x nerd reader who both really like pokemon

lovejoy x reader (could be platonic or romantic) where you go on a tour with them


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3 weeks ago

A Rose By Any Other Name

fandom: Mouthwashing

characters: Curly x Paranoid!GN!Reader

warnings and summary: angst, depression, self-harm scars • you had no one to be there for you, so you wanted an escape, and thats the reason why you joined pony express. but now curlys here<3

title inspired by A Rose by Any Other Name... - Omori

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Captain Curly seemed intimidating at the start.

When you first met the crew, you were scared of Jimmy first. He stared at everyone like he was ready to fight the first person to say a word. Daisuke looked a bit too friendly. Swansea had the face of a drunk, angry stepfather. Anya seemed sweet but a little bit too nervous for your liking (you always thought that shy people had the most secrets). Curly had a smile on his face, but you were still timid.

The captain held his hand out to you. His lips twitched when you didn't take it, but he just ruffled your hair and grinned with a "Welcome, crewmate!"

You despised looking messy. Formality was key, your mother had taught you. Formality was all you had ever known.

He noticed the way you jolted to grab your phone and fix your hair with the help of the camera. He took a bag out of his suitcase and gave a brush that was inside it to you. Maybe he wasn't so bad- no. No. They were all going to be like everyone else who had ever spoken to you. You were set on that.

Your hands slowly took the brush. You nodded in thanks before you thoroughly combed your hair.

After three months on the ship, you settled down.

Daisuke was very affectionate around you, baking cakes for you randomly, which resulted in Jimmy scolding him for wasting supplies.

Swansea called you "kiddo" and patted your head often.

Jimmy rarely acknowledged you, but when he did he just nodded with the smallest smile (you knew he was trying).

Anya tended to your self-harm wounds a few times, you thanked her around fifty times each visit.

Curly was... a lot. He hugged you, made sure you slept and ate well, hooked his arm around yours when you felt nervous, and made you coffee. Occasionally he would let you sit on his cot with him and read comics together.

He saw how you shrinked in on yourself when the topic shifted to your life before the Tulpar.

"Oh... I, uhm.. It was okay."

Jimmy's brow furrowed, Daisuke was very confused, Anya frowned knowingly, Swansea sighed, Curly stared.

Everyone knew. Everyone was going to figure out. Curly spoke first.

"Eleborate on 'okay'? What was your childhood like?"

"Well, uh, I- I was raised good."

Swansea piped up next.

"Yeah? What were ya parents like, kiddo?"

"Mmh.. my mother was... formal... I never really talked to my father.."

Anya cleared her throat.

"Sweetheart, you need to open up eventually."

You looked down. Everybody was focused on you.

"Too much- I-"

"I'll be taking them for now. Resume with your activities, everyone."

A hand grabbed yours and gently gestured for you to get up.

A few minutes later, you were laying on your cot with Curly sitting by your side. His hand gently traced shapes on the back of yours.

"Are you okay now?"

You nodded.

"You don't have to talk, just so you know."

He gave you a caring smile, squeezing your hand twice.

"But if you ever need someone, captain knows best."

You smiled back at him.

In the morning, a yawn startles you awake.

Oh. Your. God.

Blonde hair erupted into your vision and blue eyes blinked down at you. Your eyes widened in return.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

You sputtered out sounds, frantically trying to grasp onto words. He chuckles at your struggling and shushes you with a press of his index finger to your lips.

"I suppose yes? That's good then. A captain must do his best make sure his crew is comfortable."

Then he winked at you. You felt heat and blood rush to your face.

"We could sleep in for a few more minutes, if you would like. The others haven't woken yet."

"...that'd be nice. Thank you."

It was nice. You finally felt like you belonged.

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created by sunnywrotethis☆

2025

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6 months ago
kkdrawsdecently - BlankMinds

imagine curly on a hospital bed, back on earth, seeing his partner who doesn't recognize him. he can't call them or tell them it's him. there are only grunts and whimpers mistaken for sounds of pain, instead of a desperate attempt to get their attention. there's a frantic look in his eye, but that's probably the lack of eyelids. the familiarity of the blue must be a product of longing, just a coincidental similarity to their lover. they walk past him.


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