Marcy X reader oneshots

Incorrect quotes part 1

I have no inspiration so

Warning a little sussy and LOTS OF SWEARING

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Marcy: I can't imagine what Y/n is planning. But I can tell you two things. We won't like it and it won't be legal.

Marcy: I'm proud to identify as morosexual. I'm attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. Someone asked me what the Spanish word for "tortilla" was once, and now I dream of kissing them under the moonlight.
Y/n: What kind of animal is the Pink Panther?
Marcy, already taking off their clothes: God, Y/n, you're so fucking stupid.

Marcy: I have a bad feeling about this...
Y/n: What do you mean?
Marcy: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble?
Y/n: No?
Anne: That actually explains so much.

Y/n: Where are my fucking keys?
Sasha: Y/n, Marcy is around, can you say it a little nicer?
Y/n: May I ascertain the whereabouts of my FUCKING KEYS?!

Marcy: Could you guys at least try to see this from my perspective?
Sasha: *crouches down*
Y/n: *kneels down*
Anne: *sits on the floor*
Marcy:
Marcy: I hate all of you.

Marcy: Okay, I'm going to get the wedding cake.
Y/n: Perfect, while you do that I'll check on the ring bear.
Marcy: ...
Marcy: You mean ring bearER, right?
Y/n: ...
Marcy: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.

Anne: I'm genuinely surprised you haven't gotten arrested, let alone gotten a felony yet.
Marcy: Nat 20 Charisma.
Y/n in the background: That is NOT how that works-

Anne: Bottling up negative emotions is bad for your health, so you shouldn't do it.
Y/n: I know, that's why I bottle up all my emotions, both positive and negative, so it cancels out.
Anne: Th-that's not how that works-

Marcy: How do you want your coffee?
Y/n: Black, like my soul.
Marcy:
Marcy: Y/n, your soul is a latte.

Anne, Y/n & Marcy: *screaming*
Sasha: *runs into the room* What's wrong, Marcy?!
Anne: Wait, why are you asking Marcy that when Y/n and I are also here?
Sasha: Because Marcy wouldn't scream unless it's an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance.

Marcy: Damn, the power went out.
Y/n: Don't worry, I got this.
Y/n: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*
Marcy: What-?
Y/n: I swallowed a glow stick!
Marcy, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU-

Marcy: Y/n told me that brown is just navy orange, and I have never been more disappointed with something I agree with.

Marcy: *makes Y/n a cup of tea but puts salt in it*
Y/n: *sips tea*
Marcy:
Y/n: *finishes tea*
Marcy: Didn't it taste bad?
Y/n: Yeah, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings so I drank it all.
Marcy, tearing up: Oh, okay.

Marcy, to Y/n: I'm leaving for the weekend, so I hid 100 dollars in your room for food. Clean your room, and you will find it.

Y/n: I love the term 'partners'. Are we dating? Are we robbing a bank? Are we the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies and are members of an elite squad known as the special victims unit? Who knows.

Marcy: Do you have any idea what you're doing?
Y/n: Why start now?

Y/n: I am strong! I beat Marcy at arm wrestling!
Sasha: Anyone can beat Marcy at arm wrestling!
Marcy: Hey-

K Byeeeeeee