50 shades of Joe ( Gradient Joe x Reader )
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I was told I'd get a 25-dollar robux gift card if I made this.
Warning: there will be strong language. Also this won't be taken that seriously.
You're a local resident in the world of Bugbo.. for some fucking reason. You run into an image of a strange man with a blue shirt and a very fancy, sexy, blue on blue striped tie. When you meet him, you can't seem to take your eyes off him. Despite the lack of eyes, you can tell he feels the same way..
(This story is purely romantic... no smut, creeps.)
Credit to:
- Shad for the Idea (and 25 dollar gift card. Pay up mother fucker.)
- Gam for the Cover art <3
- and Mya, Edd, Dingo and Gam for helping out with the fanfic. This was a team effort ( I still did most of the writing. )
Please don't let this explode in popularity I'm begging you. please please please- /j
Also fifth Bugbo story ever and the first pure X reader with an over arching story, fuck you hehehehe
(Update) ALSO ALSO: I DO NOT CONDONE GROSS FANS OF THE FANDOM, you know who you fucking are. This fanfic ain't for you, fuck outta here.
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