While I won’t deny that there is some misogyny in Hori giving Mirko and his other female characters costumes that expose more skin (mainly for fan service) whereas male characters get costumes made from their dna so they don’t have to be half naked, people hating on Mirko BECAUSE of her costume is so laughable since her leotard is meant to look like the one-piece bodysuits wrestlers wear and her hero alias was even inspired by a real life wrestler
It is very damn laughable.
At most, the female characters do expose skin.
But the male characters also service fanservice, if not more. It's just that people are so use to male characters going shirtless during fights, I feel like it just flies over their head that some of those moments are fanservice.
Need a whole board to count the amount of time Midoriya and other male characters went shirtless. That one shot of Todoroki after he almost killed Midoriya after their match? Yeah, the way it's shot, even in the anime, that's fanservice. The costumes are tight, and there are scenes to showcase how tight to give emphasis on the muscles. Crust's costume exposes his abs and thighs and Vlad King's got a whole cleavage window.
That AFO scene when he regenerates his body and he's all buff and nude? That was fanservice.
That scene when Mr. Compress shows his face? Fanservice. Shigaraki and Dabi have became walking moments of fanservices.
What reason does Shigaraki actually need to be shirtless?? After season 5, he can't keep a shirt on. Dabi? "It's to show his scars." Oh, that, too! But it's obvious the team caught on that he has fans that want to lick him. Hence, his recent costume change.
If people gotta talk about the fanservice over Miruko, then bring the same energy for the male characters and the female characters more. That's what bothers me.
Miruko is designed to reference an actual kickboxer. Mirko Cro Cop is a real person (even referenced in the first chapter of JJK which tickles me because it was for Itadori, who is my other favorite. Yeah, Horikoshi and Gege read other's stories and are friends). If the wrestling gimmick wasn't clear enough, her backstory has her wear a mask like a wrestler does and she fights others... in a wrestling ring!! She fights like a wrestler!
So her costume actually makes a lot of sense! Both in the case of her fighting style and aesthetic.
Yes, some of the designs for the female characters could be a little better, but it's the amount of energy people want to bring to voicing their hatred about Miruko's actual pretty tame costume to everyone else. She ain't the only damn body in the story serving fanservice, so stop acting like she is.
And considering that Miruko is also a grown woman is always what make me even more confused.
In the case of Yaomomo and Hagakure, it makes sense people would be uncomfortable. They are still teenagers, just 16. I'm sure we all are tired of the teen girls being half nude for fanservice trope.
But Miruko? That woman is almost 30. I would expect for people to thirst over her just as much as they do the other characters. Grown women are allowed to be sexy.
Oh, my bad. Apparently not. I forgot how people get upset with women who are confident in their sexual appeal and want to show it off.
The same people who complain about Miruko being sexy are the same people who probably read smut posts about Bakugou.
The way the fandom acts towards Miruko is the point of my post from yesterday.
Y'all hate her costume, but don't mind it on your character for your obvious horny reasons. A lot of the fics and art was horny.
Call Horikoshi a "misogynist", but some of you ain't even no better because of your treatment of Miruko. If you're gonna complain about her costume being "too much", then I need to see that for almost every single body on that same post. People like to say "You're just horny for her", well, what's the problem? Same people who complain that Miruko fans find her attractive are the same people who find their own faves attractive and only that. Some of you probably can't remember your fave's favorite food or their birthday. So I'm trying see what's the problem.
"Oh, here's another Miruko butt shot."
That's the only butt shot you noticed? Hm... kind of odd to be specific about a Miruko butt shot instead of "Oh, here's another butt shot". Is it just me who smells the absolute bullshit that this fandom is sometimes? Just me? Could be just me.
And it's not even just the costume that bothers me.
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A/N: HI, ITS BEEN A WHILE haha... How've you been? AH. I HAVE MADE A HORRIBLE WONDERFUL DISCOVERY THAT IS BUGGY AI. We've gone too far ladies and gentlemen... and I don't care! I need to feed this hyper fixation. And why not share it with yall since we all seem down to clown with the clown.🤡 I cant believe this smh...☠️
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Summary: You've somehow taken the map from the Straw Hats and can now navigate to the Grand Line. But Buggy and his crew are hot on your trail. You can surrender the map, for a price of course... how far are you willing to go?
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"Oh, I've got you now." Buggy snickered as he walked around you, his finger running up your neck and chin to tilt your head up. You were currently chained up in the middle of his big top while he looked down at you.
"I didn't take you for an BDSM clown but you're full of surprises, Buggy. Well, hang on... Now that I think about it, it actually makes a lot of sense."
“ENOUGH!" Buggy yells pointing the knife in his other hand towards you. He narrows his eyes then lowers it gaining some composure. "Tell me where it is. I know you have my map,” He purred pacing circles around you. “I don’t want to have to hurt a pretty little thing like you. So tell me, darling,”
"Aw, you think I'm pretty? I'm flattered. But why are you still going on about that old thing?" I turn my head to look at him and smirk. "What if I could give you something better?" Buggy stops in his tracks and peers over.
"Ah, now you've got my attention, lass." Buggy's eyes narrowed slightly as you got his hopes up that he was finally getting "his" map back. "What exactly did you have up your sleeve? Go on," he urged, his gaze locked unwaveringly on yours.
"Well, not exactly up my sleeve... you might have to pat me down and search me first." I wink. "Though I think you would have an easier time if you took these off." I try to give a little shimmy but the chains limit my movement. "The only thing this is doing is turning me on."
Buggy's eyes widened at your teasing suggestion as his curiosity grew. He dropped the knife in his hand then reached into the back pocket of this pants and produced a key, hesitating for a moment but then impatiently unlocking the pad locks by your hands then gently removing your arms from the chains letting them fall to the ground.
Buggy looked you up and down with a hunger in his eyes, running his hands across your body. This only made him more determined to know what you were hiding. "Now then, lass, where might it be?" he inquired, a sly smile taking the corners of his mouth.
You tap your chin. "Hmm, why don't you try under my shirt?" I smirk and bite my lip.
Buggy followed your instruction and slowly, carefully lifted up the hem of your shirt up to your chin, his fingers grazing your soft skin along the way. You didn't mind the depraved clown searching you, as long as you could complete your task you would do whatever it takes. Besides, a little cop n feel wouldn't hurt anyone. Might as well enjoy it.
His gloved hand sliding up your stomach then over to your sides, he pats them down with slight disappointment on his face.
Then there's a lusty glint in his eye as he reaches up and cups your breasts giving each one a squeeze. "Mmh." You can't help but let out a little sigh.
"Hmm, nothing there." Buggy pulls down your shirt and places his hands on his hips. "Where else I wonder?" He taps his chin as if to mock you. You roll your eyes and scoff. "Fuckin' tease."
Buggy reaches around your hips down to your ass he felt a small flutter of excitement as he spotted something concealed beneath the waistband at the back your shorts. "Right, and what's this, then?" he asked with a smirk, pulling out the precious map rolled up tight and hidden away. "Just what I was looking for!" he exclaimed happily jumping around in a circle, then rolling it up and pocketing it. "Wait a minute." His eyes narrow. "That was far too easy."
"You got what you wanted yes?" I cross my arms over my chest. "I suppose..." He takes a step forward.
"Let's see if there's anything else you have hidden away, eh?" Buggy said suggestively, his gaze lingering on your face.
You flush and tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. "Try checking down below. There might be something waiting for you." I wink pulling at the waistband of my shorts. My heart starts to beat out of my chest.
Buggy raised an eyebrow and moved closer towards you, a devious grin creeping across his face. "And just what am I about to find below? Another map, perhaps?" he asked, his breath coming in short, sharp intakes as he teased you. His curiosity piqued, he leaned in closer towards you, his eyes taking in every inch of your body, his lips just centimeters away from yours. "Perhaps I should have another feel and see," he whispered seductively as his hands moved down the front of your torso and down towards your lower body.
I try not to make a sound but a small gasp escapes me as Buggy inches his fingers lower. Buggy felt a jolt of excitement as you let out the gasp, his mind racing with thoughts of what he might have uncovered below your waistband. His eyes look crazed and locked onto yours, in a swift motion, he suddenly swept his hands forward, sliding his fingers between the fabric and pushing it down toward your knees. "What do we have here?" he whispered seductively as he looked down at what he uncovered.
You wore a simple pair of underwear but it didn't make you look any less sexy to Buggy. You can see him lick his lips in anticipation.
"See Buggy, you can have your map, and you can have me." I reach out to caress his cheek.
Buggy's heart was racing as he looked down at what you were offering him. His eyes widened and he took a step back in surprise, his face becoming flushed.
"T-That's hardly necessary, my dear," he said softly, his hand coming up to cover your own delicate touch. "All I want is my map." He looked at you, searching your eyes to see if there were any ulterior motives to your offer. "You don't have to give yourself to me." He swallows looking you up and down. "But It's not like I'd be so bold as to refuse you, though," he chuckled. "Do you really have nothing better to do than to fuck a clown?"
You giggle and shake your head. "Oh don't back out on me now. Not after we've gotten this far." One hand holds the back of his neck while the other snakes down his abdomen then groin feel the bulge in his pants. Buggy's eyes widened as he looked down and spotted what you were doing, your hand moving further down his body. He froze, his heart racing. "Don't refuse me Buggy. I'm yours to take as you please." I say almost breathless and lean closer to him.
"B-But we barely know each other." "Has that ever stopped you before?" "You just happened to catch me in a good mood and besides, I'm a pirate. I've never..." he said, his voice trailing off as his eyes searched yours, trying to gauge your intentions. "What do you hope to gain here?" he asked, his gaze locked on yours as he struggled to make sense of your advances.
You snatched your hand back and sat down besides Buggy and sighed in frustration. He joined you looking a bit puzzled.
"Let me join your crew, be your second in command. I'll help you on any missions or schemes. I'll hold my own and promise not to get in your way. Besides" I take his hand in mine and squeeze. "Dont you get lonely out here on the sea?"
Buggy's eyes widen at your proposition and he looks down at your hand caressing his. "Loneliness doesn't bother a pirate like myself," he said calmly, though his heart was racing in his chest. "To take a strange woman on board? It certainly would be a unique experience."
I laugh. "I'm not that strange, am I? You're the clown after all."
"I suppose I am, aren't I?" Buggy joked, his tone light and playful. "Very well, you've proven yourself worthy. You shall be my second in command," he said solemnly. "By the way, I'm always game for some fun, just don't fall in love with me, or try to usurp my position and we shall get along just fine."
That exchange went better than you expected, perhaps to easily. It's obvious you two are playing the same game with different strategies. But you're not going to give up the facade like that. You can't afford to. Not until you finish what needs to be done.
"So, what's your name, my second in command?" he asked, a faint smirk on his face as he looked at you.
The names Y/N. I wink reaching out my hand which Buggy gently shook it, his eyes lingering on yours. "Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Y/N," he said with a slight bow. "Well, I suppose you know what comes next," he said with a slight grin.
You chuckle. "Oh, I think I do." Buggy flashes a toothy grin and shoots upwards.
"We must celebrate with a night of... wine and merriment! What say you, my dear?" Buggy extends his hand to you, a bright smile beaming across his face.
You nod. "Dont have to threaten me with a good time." I take his hand and he hoists me up. We take a moment to study each other, looking for something more in the others eyes.
Buggy laughed lightly, giving your hand a squeeze. "Shall we then?" he asked, gesturing away from the circus are and towards the Big Top ship docked in the port.
Inside, wine and food were already being prepared in anticipation of the evening's celebrations. Buggy looked down at you and smiled, his hand still in yours, your fingers laced together.
You enter the ship and Buggy pulls you up with him to the front of the bow. "Attention!" The crew pays no mind at first and continues to hustle around prepping the boat. Buggy clears his throat.
"QUUIIIEEEET!" Buggy screams making everyone come to a halt. "My crew." Buggy shuffles in his back pocket and pulls out the map lifting it high. "The map is mine!" Everyone erupts in cheers.
"We also have a new member of the crew." Buggy lifts up our hand that are still intertwined. "This is Y/N, my second mate!" Murmuring and whispers are exchanged amongst the people when one questions. "Uh, Captain Buggy? I thought I was next in line to become your second mate?" One of the crew mates ask. "Yeah well, you didn't find my map, she did. So you will treat her with respect as you would me. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Captain Buggy!" The crew responds. "Very well, I did it! It's time to celebrate!!" They cheer once more and continue the prep. Buggy hops down the stairs and turns back to you. "The food should be almost ready and I'm starved, you coming?" "Yes, just give me a moment to freshen up." "Okey dokey, but say." He hops back up the stairs and leans forward.
"How on earth were you able to get your hands on the map when my men couldn't?" He raised a brow, genuinely curious. "I have my ways." You winked. "That you do. Well, you'll have to tell me all about it later." I nod.
"In any matter, I believe a reward is in order, don't you think?" There's a gleam in his eyes that was present earlier putting butterflies in your stomach. "I agree. Now if you'll excuse me a moment." You bow. "I'll be back for the toast!"
You make your way to the bottom of the boat looking for a quiet place. Making sure you weren't followed you turn a corner and reach into your hair bun. There was a small box that when opened revealed a small transponder snail. You dial in a number and wait for the call to connect.
"Hey, I'm in. Buggy has the map." "Excellent." The man on the other end sounds pleased. "I'm expecting a report tomorrow evening. Do not deviate from the plan." "No worries, I got this in the bag." I smirk. "That fool has no idea what's waiting for him."
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A/N: You guys, I can't get this clown outta my mind fr fr. Fantasize about him 9-5 5-9😩
Do you want more? We've barely begun to scratch the surface, I have some ideas and want to ride out this Buggy train to the end of the line. Whereever that is!
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