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Hi Alexa! I've been obsessed with this idea but haven't seen enough of it going around on Tumblr especially for the one piece crowd.

So can I have a borrower!reader getting caught by the red hair pirates?

Reader is borrowing and on there way back to the walls they get caught by Shanks and Benn. Reader is scared of the two as Shanks gathers the rest of the crew to discuss the "mouse issue" It's up to you how it ends whether they drop Reader off at the next island or let them stay with them on the ship

As always remember to take care of yourself before accepting any requests, you come first ♡

Pest Problems ( Benn Beckmann x mouse!gn!Reader x Shanks)

A/N okay I just noticed that you wrote that they were scared but I din’t really have them be afraid more like feisty im sorry if this was not what you were looking for but I think I COOKED but thank you so much for requesting I had so much fun with this one!

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for Reader in japanese

Dividers by @/saradika

“Man, these guys sure are loaded,” Dokucha mutters, looking through the supplies of their latest target, trying to decide on what they would take

“Maybe I should go for gold this time… I did make quite a food haul last time,” they said, flickering one of the golden coins they had found up in the air

“Gold it is!” They said, bending down and looking through the treasure

They stop rummaging when they feel cold metal making contact with their head, their ears flickering around once they hear the ominous sound of a gun being loaded, the smell of cigarettes filling the room

They slowly raise their hands at the silent threat

“Hands up and no sudden movements, understand?"

The figure stood firm, staring down at them; they were very tall with a muscular upper body that seemed to have almost doubled in size compared to their current form.

His hands were gripping tight around the barrel of his gun as he prepared it at the slightest motion.

“Knew our resources were running out too fast.”

“Hey… I'm sure this is just a big misunderstanding.”

"Misunderstanding?

I just saw you rummaging around our storeroom, and the supplies seem to have decreased drastically. How can it be a misunderstanding?" He said narrowing his eyes and blowing a thin wisp of smoke leaving his lips.

“Well, when you put it like that, it makes me sound like a bad guy here.”

He rolls his eyes at you before speaking again.

"I mean, isn't that exactly what you are right now? Stealing from our storage room."

He sighs slightly, and his grip on the gun seems to loosen slightly; however, he was still keeping the gun aimed at you.

“Turn around.”

They sighed, following his command and slowly turning around. Keeping their hands up

He begins to rummage through your pockets and belongings. Pulling out all of the coins and supplies that you had found and taken in the storage room.

“Gee, is that how you treat everyone you just met?”

He puts his hands in his pocket and lets out a chuckle.

“Haha, no.. just thieves.”

Finally, after he had taken everything, he turned you around to face him again.

The gun was still aimed at you, but his body language had drastically changed as he lowered his hands.

“You have balls for coming to a crew’s ship and simply stealing from them.”

He looks you up and down before speaking again

Dokusha narrow their eyes at him until a smile grows on their face

They quickly shift into their mouse form and scurry past the First mate

Shifting back to their human form as they reach the door

“Toodles! No hard feelings, just living life!” They laugh, running out the door only to be stopped by a sword blocking their way out of the storage room

“Woah there, sorry, but I'm going to have to stop you right there,” A red-haired pirate says with a small smile as they block their escape

“Come on!”

“No, you can’t just steal from the supplies and then make a run for it” he says blocking your way out while still keeping that light smile.

“Now if you could follow me that would be much appreciated”

They grumble, brushing off his approach with a flick of their tail and a small mutter of ‘I can walk on my own,’ leaving their lips

“Is this really necessary?” They said, pulling at the rope now keeping them tied to one of the masts next to the stirring wheel of the ship, within eyesight of both the Captain and First mate

Shanks just gives the mouse-hybrid another small smile

“Sorry, lil Mix, it’s been three times you have said you will stay still and three times you have tried to run off; we just need you to stay still till we figure out what we’re going to do.”

“We are in the middle of the sea; where would I possibly go?”

“Haha, I know, but I can never be sure. I don't want you turning into a mouse and scurrying off somewhere. That's why I've tied you up properly this time."

“Ugh”

“Are they real?” the Crew’s doctor, who had been called along with the rest of the officers to discuss their latest infestation, said, rubbing one of their mouse ears

“How rude! Of course, they are real; what kind of question is that!” They said, slapping Hongo’s hand away

Hongo looks offended as his hands are slapped away.

Yassop snickers at this

“Hey, boss, can we keep them?”

“The hell do you mean to keep me? Come over here, and I‘ll show you something about ‘keeping me!”They said, pulling at the ropes trying to lunge at the sniper

“Woah there!” He says with a laugh backing up away from their range

“Now, Now my men are just joking; we won’t keep you here if you don’t want to; the ropes are there because although I don’t mind you running around, I also can’t have you stealing supplies and stirring trouble.”

“What a gentleman.”

He chuckles at you again, not seeming to mind your sarcasm or attitude.

“Listen, we don’t mean any harm; no one here does, but we also can’t have you just take away our supplies.”

“Okay, I get it. I won’t run away so can you please take them off?”

“Said that last time,” sighs Beckmann

“Okay, I mean it this time, though!”

Benn glances at his captain, getting up and approaching the uninvited visitor when the latter gives him a confirmation gesture. He easily cuts through the ropes, holding them still and backing down, waiting to see their next action

They rub at their hand, glancing up at them

“Are you going to let me go?”

“Where will you go?”

“Fail to see how that is any of your concern.”

“We have a few days till we reach land, so until then you are stuck on this ship, so I think it is my concern,” Shank says, shaking his head

“Regardless, since you decided to board the ship, then you are also expected to help around here,” Beckmann says, glancing at them

“What if I don’t.”

“Then we have to assume you are here for malicious intentions and deal with you accordingly,” Benn states, simply wiggling the rope that he had removed from them a few minutes ago

They grimace at the thought of staying in the same mast for days. These people did not seem the type to starve them or let them suffer from the elements, but the thought of having to spend days with one hand tied to a mast, unable to leave and under the vigilant eye of the captain and Vice-captain did not sound fun by any means

Im sorry I think I really lacked with the interactions of the other pirates I kinda wanted to center on shanks and beckmann for this one

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honeybeezgobzzzzz · 1 month

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🗡️ Something Dread, Something Red: Chapter Fourteen

Something Dread, Something Red: Stuck in a proposal to a Marine Commodore, you escape minutes before your wedding in one last ditch effort to avoid getting married to a tyrant. Barely making it to the port of your town, you stumble across a ship just starting to leave and beg for passage off the island. You fail to notice that the people you beg for help, are pirates.

Warnings: None?

To Note: “Red Haired” Shanks x FemReader

Word Count: ~2.8k

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You were standing in front of your trunk of clothes, tapping your nails on your lips while deciding what to wear. Normally, you’d just pull on a pair of trousers and a shirt. But not today. No, today, after being at sea for nearly a month, you were finally setting foot on solid land once more. But that wasn’t what had you so hung up on what you were going to wear either. It was the fact that Shanks was going to take you into town for the day and show you all the best places of the picturesque harbor village, without the other men around.

How he had finagled that when they were crawling up the walls from being at sea so long was beyond your comprehension.

“This is ridiculous,” You finally uttered, pushing your fingers through your brushed hair. It had grown some since you had cut it and in the last week had been put in who knows how many different types of hairstyles by Benn to pass time. You weren’t going to touch it this day, your scalp needing a break… but thinking about your hair wasn’t progressing your clothing decision for the day and you let out a groan of misery. “Do you really think Shanks will care what you wear?”

Of course he wouldn’t but the little voice in the back of your head thought differently.

Then you spotted a delicately wrapped package tucked at the bottom of the trunk and your eyes brightened. That’s right! You had Annie make you a sundress out of lavender fabric for a day when you felt like dressing nice. Moving a few shirts out of the way, you pulled out the wrapped dress and slipped your fingers beneath the little sticker holding the wrapping closed. Without tearing the wrapping, you peeled it back, layer by layer, until the lavender sundress greeted your eyes. Just touching the fabric made you smile.

Decision made, you carefully changed into the sundress and smoothed out nonexistence wrinkles. You hadn’t worn a dress since the day you were supposed to marry Collins. Hadn’t wanted to wear one since then. You hadn’t wanted to look nice period, as that was all your mother preened about. Looking beautiful and elegant.

“Perfection isn’t needed,” You reminded yourself, stepping into the dress and putting your arms into the short sleeves. The material settled on your body as you reached back and searched for the zipper. You found it, but of course, struggled to zip the dress up all the way. Huffing and puffing beneath your breath as your arms tried all sorts of stretches to get the wretched little zipper up. “Oh come now, it’s not like you’re a corset!” You hissed out, shoulder aching from the awkward stretch. With one last tug, the zipped found its place at the top of the dress and you let out a sigh of relief.

Needing help with getting dressed and undressed was a thing of the past.

Looking down at the your dress, you patted down the knee length skirt and appreciated how it moved with your movements rather than restrained it. You had to admit, you spent a few minutes looking at yourself in the mirror entirely pleased with the lack of corset and petticoats. At least you were admiring the dress until Limejuice banged on the cabin door.

“Oi, little lady, Shanks is nipping at our heels! Hurry up and get him off this ship before he starts biting!” Glancing at the door, you rolled your eyes and stepped away from the mirror. Considering that you were going to be on your feet all day, you had decided to wear your good leather walking boots. They hadn’t been so worn down that they would look odd with your dress and you had long since found them quite comfortable. So you put them on and tied the laces in a double knot. When Limejuice banged on the door a second time, you barely spared it a glance while retrieving your sunhat and crossbody bag containing a little Berry, a pen and notebook, and a knife.

“I’m coming,” You called, taking the strap of your bag over your head so it rested comfortably against your hip. “You need to work on your patience!” As Limejuice scoffed at your words, you placed your sunhat on your head and reached for the door handle. Pulling it open, you began chiding him. “If you men had an ounce of patience I am sure you would not get into as many situations as you currently do.”

As you stepped out there were a bunch of grumbles and complaints from the men. You knew that they were patient, not to mention meticulous, but that didn’t stop you from nagging on them like a mother. Limejuice was tossing an orange in the air catching it, leaning against the main cabin with his back to you, while the rest of the men loitered on the main deck doing various things to pass the time.

“Or need I remind you of what happened on the last island we stopped at?” You openly questioned, eying each of the men who refused to look at you. Guilty consciouses you suspected.

“Hey now,” Building Snake complained. “The rat wasn’t our fault!”

“Oh I’m quite sure,” You replied pleasantly, but with words soaked in sarcasm. That made the men finally turn around to argue off your point, but the moment they saw you they froze. For the first time in a month the ship was deathly quiet. Your eyebrow rose and you sighed. “Come now this isn’t the first time you’ve seen me in a dress, you needn’t gawk.”

“I ain’t gawking!”

“Yeah! We’re just appreciating what a beautiful lady we have on board!”

“Color matches your hair quite nicely,”

“Also her eyes,”

“What’s that fabric? Looks so soft…”

“I dunno, one of the fancy ones?”

“Chiffon?”

“No, no, that’s the light one, that one looks silky.”

“Well then what is it?”

“Satin, gotta be satin.”

“And how would you know it’s satin, Luck?”

“Cause my sheets are made of satin!”

Thus began an argument of which you had no idea what the topic was. You held up a hand to ask because were they really arguing over linens and thread counts, but was intercepted by a hand taking yours. Tugged to the side, your feet scrambled to catch up to Shanks who was sneaking you to the side of the Red Force. You couldn’t help but giggle as the argument behind you persisted, your lack of presence unnoticed. Reaching the railing, Shanks helped you over the side and to the upper dock the Red Force was anchored by. Effortlessly following suit, Shanks followed you down the scaffold ramp to the cobbled harbor.

“Do you wish to explain why the crew are currently arguing over thread counts?” You asked in confusion, turning in place to look back at Shanks. The red haired pirate laughed at your words before grinning.

“Come now, Aria,” He laughed. “I think we both know what our men are like. Do you expect anything else?”

“Well, no,” You agreed before wrinkling your nose. “But thread count? Really? And here I thought I was living with terrifying pirates…”

“Oh you are,” Shanks reinforced, stepping up to you. “Haven’t you heard, we are nothing but a bunch of unwashed vagrants, kidnaping brides while swinging swords at any person who dares cross our path.” A snort passed through your lips before you held your hands in front of you.

“Very well, what will my vagrant escort be doing with me on this day?” You teased in excited anticipation. Shanks eyes glittered and with an exaggerated half bow, offered his hand to you.

“I would hate to spoil the surprise, my lady.” Shanks grinned once more before leading you towards the town.

Shanks was glad to finally have you alone in the town for he had put up with relentless teasing from the crew. Not only had he been at sea for a month, but at sea with a bunch of men who were entirely aware of his affections for you. The teasing had been merciless. So this trip to Kokoro village was a much needed relief as much as it was a chance to spend time with you alone. There were a great many places he could show you on this island: the flower fields, the street markets, all the bakeries he could find… but first you and he were going to a little cafe renowned for its coffee and baked goods.

Yet another first for you he was excited to experience with you.

Taking a seat at a small round table just outside a quaint cafe, you looked around with bright eyes while Shanks took a moment to appreciate your beauty in the morning sun. The light illuminated your hair so it shone like freshly bloomed lavender and your smile brighter. It took effort to remove his eyes from your smiling face when a waitress dropped by with menus. While Shanks was going to order himself a black coffee because he didn’t really need anything more than that, you conversed with the waitress over what type of drink to order.

“I think I’ll go with the mocha you recommended,” You spoke, beaming at the waitress. “Now I just need to figure out what to eat.”

“I’ll go put your drink order in while you decide what to eat,” The waitress said before turning to Shanks.

“Black coffee,” He replied with a thanks while you stared at him with a raised eyebrow and shook your head. “Oh come now, Aria, you know I drink my coffee black.”

“Yes and I also wonder how,” You countered, remembering how awfully bitter your stolen first sip of coffee had been. You had hated it. But after talking with the waitress, you had learned that coffee was a drink that you needed to ease yourself into. She had suggested a mocha, a mix of coffee and hot chocolate. You liked chocolate, so you were willing to try a weakened form of coffee.

“It’s an acquired taste, treasure, it’s also the fastest way to get caffeine in you.” Shanks chuckled before glancing down at the menu. “Now try not to think with your stomach, there is still plenty of other foods to try here.”

He had an excellent point, so you looked at the menu items that were of smaller portions. Oatmeal. Fruit bowl. A bagel. Pastries. A few smaller egg dishes without extra sides. Your eyes settled on a cafe special that you had somewhat fond memories of. On the rare occasions you’d been allowed to have breakfast as a family, the Bonn family cook had always made sure to fix you an extra special breakfast. Smiling in remembrance that you hadn’t truly been alone while living at Bonn Manor, you raised your eyes to Shanks.

He was lounging in the cafe chair, hair ruffled in such a way that made you wonder if he had even bothered to brush it this morning, and eyes trained on the menu in front of him. Sensing your gaze, Shanks raised his hazel eyes to meet your and his heart stopping, lady-killer smile was soon blasting you in full force.

“Decided already?” You blinked and scolded yourself from getting distracted by him.

“Yes, the cafe has a special breakfast dish that the Bonn family cook used to make for me on special occasions.” You explained to him, a fond smile on your face as you rested your elbow on the table, chin in hand. “It’s one of the very few fond memories I have. I look forward to tasting this cafe’s variation, assuming you keep your appetite to yourself.” Shanks snorted at your words.

“Keep my appetite to myself? Madam, I can assure you that I plan on keeping my appetite to myself,” Shanks promised you before adding in a tease. “Mostly.”

“You are the worst,” You scoffed with a roll of your eyes. The teasing never seemed to ended!

“Ah but the best of the worst,” The pirate grinned as the waitress walked back over. He turned his grin to her. “I believe the madam has decided on what she would like.”

“Yes and the madam is requesting a certain gentleman to keep his fingers to himself for the duration of the meal.” You griped before giving the waitress your full attention with a smile. “I would like the breakfast special with a side of fruit, please.” The waitress scribbled on her pad before looking back to Shanks.

“And for the gentleman?”

“I’ll have the waffle stack with a side of scrambled eggs and the sourdough toast, if you would be so kind.” Shanks answered with a flash of his dangerous smile. With a quick word that your drinks would be out soon, the waitress departed.

“What was it that the crew were nagging you about earlier? I could hear them all the way in the main cabin.” You asked in curiosity, remembering the way the men had been hounding him during breakfast. You and Shanks hadn’t eaten of course, you were both saving room for a meal on the island, but the crew still needed to eat.

“Just the men not knowing when to shut up,” Shanks sighed, remembering in painfully exquisite detail how they had all crowded around him and told him not to return to the Red Force unless he finally made a move on you. Blackmail. His own men were blackmailing him! They’d probably remove the gang plank and move the ship to the harbor if needed. Shanks sighed and gave you a reassuring look. “Or keep to themselves.”

You stared at him entirely unconvinced that whatever they had been hounding him about was something to wave off, but didn’t press the subject.

“Very well, you can keep your secrets,” You replied airily. “You are men after all.” Shanks snorted at you, his lips curving at the edge.

“And what exactly is that supposed to mean?” You kept your mouth shut as your mocha and Shanks’ black coffee were dropped off at your tale. Reaching for the delicate loop of your mocha, you ignored Shanks’ heated stare and admired the decorative art on the surface of your drink. Then you took a small sip and hummed as the pleasant flavor of chocolate made the flavor of coffee palatable to you. Perhaps coffee wasn’t as bitter and vile as you thought it to be.

Conversation between you and Shanks turned to what your agenda would be for the day until your food came. You weren’t surprised by the amount of food that came with Shanks’ order and neatly tucked into your own dish. You ate most of what was on your plate, making sure to finish your fruit, before eyeing the plates opposite you. And to think you forgot how much pirates ate. Bottomless pits! You chuckled to yourself while dabbing at your mouth. At least no food on the Red Force ever went to waste.

You turned your gaze to the scenic view and contently sat back in your seat. Had you ever felt more content in your life? No, and to think that if you hadn’t taken that chance to escape you’d have never met Shanks and the crew of the Red Force. Returning your gaze to Shanks, you took a few moments to just take in how handsome he was. 5 o'clock shadow that you wondered how he kept so perfect all the time. Laugh lines that clearly showed he’d led a life full of smiles. Gentle eyes that were always a source of warmth. If you were going to marry, you would want to marry him.

And to think that you couldn’t handle seeing him shirtless two months ago!

“You’re staring,” Shanks chimed in, you were unperturbed at being caught blatantly staring.

“I believe Yasopp calls it appreciating,” You countered airily. “If you will excuse me, I need to visit the ladies room.” Rising from your seat, you stepped away from the table and fluttered your way into the cafe. Rather than head for the ladies room as you had said, you made your way to the cash register where the waitress was helping another customer. You waited for her to finish before stepping up to the counter.

“What can I help you with?”

“I’d like to settle our tab,” You explained with a bright smile. The waitress blinked at you before giving you a matching smile.

“Oh, your gentleman already paid for your breakfast!” Your eye twitched and you forced your smile to remain.

“Oh did he? He’s always so gentlemanly with me.” You said through clenched teeth. You were so going to get him back for that! You returned to the table with a smile plastered on your face as you stewed. Taking your seat, Shanks eyed the stormy look in your eyes. He couldn’t help the sly smirk that stretched across his lips. Releasing the tension in your lips, you finally let out an exasperated breath. “You are allowed to buy me one present during this outing, Shanks. One.”

“So glad we could come to a compromise, treasure,” Shanks replied lightly, flashing you a toothy smile before shooting back the rest of his coffee. “Shall we?”

Date Published: 3/18/24

Last Edit: 3/18/24

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Captain's Quarters (One-Shot)

Request: could you do mihawk x reader x shanks nsfw where mihawk watches shanks have his way with his wife (whom his wife grew up with on Roger's ship.) And later joins them in a rough but loving making session!🖤

Requested By: @jabean

Warning: Smut; MDNI

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A gasp escapes you as the back of your legs hits the foot of the bed causing you to fall backward and pull away from the kiss you were sharing with Shanks. You pant softly as you look up to see Shanks towering over you with a smirk on his face. Your focus was split between the pirate nudging your knees apart and your swordsman husband sitting to your right. You could just make out Mihawk in your peripheral vision. You inadvertently squeak as Shanks wraps his hands around your ankles and pulls you down the bed so that you are sitting on the edge.

“Eyes up here baby, Mihawk will be there when we’re done,” he says hiking up the skirt of your dress higher up your waist. He glances up at you for permission to continue as he wraps his fingers around either side of your now-exposed panties. You bit your lip and nod reassuringly. Your heart warms at the small gesture, not that it is surprising. Shanks has always been respectful towards you. Even now when he was moments away from defiling you on your marital bed that you share with another man. He let out a groan at the sight of your now bare pussy. Strings of your slick are still connecting you to your underwear. Shanks caught your thighs seconds before you instinctually snapped them shut.

“C’mon, sweetheart don’t go shy on me now. Do you know how long I’ve been waiting to see you like this?” he says kneeling down so that he was eye level to your exposed cunt. You let out a whine at the sensation of his hot breath fanning out over your most intimate parts. You can feel your face heating up as he gently runs a finger between your lower lips, pushing them apart. You share a moan with him when he leans forward and licks a long strip from your opening to your clit.

“Fuck, you taste better than I imagined,” he groans, leaning back on his heels.

“Think about this a lot?” you ask teasingly.

“Since I started to have sexual desires,” he responds honestly.

“I’d take that as a compliment if Buggy and I weren’t your only options on the Oro Jackson. Though I still think you and Buggy would have been a cute couple.” You reply, jokingly. Shanks rolls his eyes before diving back into you. He pulls a sharp gasp from you when he wraps his lips around your clit and begins to suck, while experimentally thrusting a finger into you.

“Fuck,” you moan, throwing your head back as he adds a finger and begins to hit your most sensitive spot. Your attention snaps to your right at the sound of the chair squeaking in protest as Mihawk shifts his weight, you groan as you lock eyes with your husband. His pants and briefs at some point had been pushed down leaving his cock exposed. He has a firm grip on his cock, pumping it at a leisurely pace. You inadvertently clench around Shanks’s fingers at the sight. Your attention snaps back to Shanks as he lightly nips at your clit and adds another finger. You groan at the stretch.

“Fuck, faster Shanks please,” you moan as you shallowly thrust up into his face. You gasp as he slaps your outer thigh, before barring your hips down with his left arm.

“Don’t be a brat, Mihawk said you were a good girl. Do you want to make him a liar?” Shanks asks, pulling back from your clit while he continues to finger you.

“No,” you whimper, “But, you’ve been teasing me all night. I wanna cum” you whine. It was true, Shanks’s hands had barely left your body since meeting up with him earlier at the bar. If it wasn’t his hand on your thigh, then it was a light touch on your lower back while passing you or holding you to him by your waist while sitting in a booth. If his touches weren’t teasing enough, he had also been whispering filthy promises into your ear about everything he planned on doing you tonight.

“Is that all sweetheart? You want me to make you cum?” he asked, looking down at you predatorily. You nod desperately, as you look up at him with pleading eyes.

“Okay,” he nods, “I’ll make you cum.” The rational part of your brain that could perceive that as a threat was silenced by your overwhelming need for release. You gasp as his lips seal around your clit again and his fingers speed up. They curl inside of you finding the exact spot to trigger your release. You could feel the coil in your gut winding itself impossibly tight as Shanks solos in on that spot.

“Fuck, Shanks” you moan, your walls clench down on his fingers in a vice grip as you cum. Shanks continues to finger you through your orgasm; his lips never leaving your clit. Your eyes well up as the pleasure turns painful as he begins to overstimulate you.

“Shanks,” you gasp, “Please!”

“Please, what? I thought you wanted to cum baby girl,” Shanks says with a smirk, releasing your clit. His fingers made no move to leave your pussy as they continue to thrust into you.

“Fuck,” you gasp as you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. You knew if you needed to stop you could always use your safe word. You let out a loud moan when the pain became a pleasure again. Your thighs quake against Shanks’s forearm as he fingers you through your second orgasm. A whine pulls from your throat as Shanks slowly eases his fingers out of you. You pant, laying back as your thighs continue to shake from the intensity of your second orgasm. Your attention goes to Mihawk as he gently calls your name. Your eyes widen as you take in his depraved state. Cum was splattered all over his lower abdomen and the tops of his thighs. He was already semi-hard again.

“What do you say after someone makes you cum?” He asks, pulling your gaze from his cock.

“Thank you,” you say looking down at Shanks in lieu of answering Mihawk.

“Anytime baby,” he says as he slips his shirt off and begins to pull down his pants. You watch with hooded eyes as his cock pops out of his briefs.

“How do you want me?” you ask, rubbing your thighs together. Despite your orgasms, you could feel yourself getting desperate again. Shanks hums, as he finishes taking his clothes off.

“Get on your knees facing the headboard.” He orders. You nod, wordlessly slipping out of your dress. You then flip over and crawl up the mattress. You quickly lean down on your forearms as you arch your back towards Shank. He lets out a groan as he crawls up behind you. You can feel the heat radiating off his body as he hovers behind you.

“Need a hand with that Mihawk or do you only want to watch?” Shanks asks.

“Your only request was for me to watch,” Mihawk says back.

“Yeah, but you can still watch me while she sucks you off. Plus, don’t you think she’d look pretty choking on your cock while I fuck her from behind?” Shanks asks. You could feel the heat of embarrassment crawl up your spine as the two objectified you like you weren’t right there. In this moment it didn’t matter that you were a successful established Captain, right now all that mattered was how you could be used to the fullest to satisfy them. Mihawk only hums in response as he sheds his remaining clothing and sits down at the head of the bed. You arch into his touch as he cupped your face, affectionately rubbing your cheek with his thumb. He looks down at you silently asking if you are okay, you nod reassuringly. Shanks pulls a gasp from you as he rubs the blunt head of his cock through your folds.

“Are you ready baby?” Shanks asks, rubbing up and down your spine.

“Please,” you whine out, you could feel your mouth water as Mihawk pumped his cock in front of your face. A deep whine emerged from your throat at the feeling of the head of Shanks’s cock breaching your entrance. You are given no time to recover as Mihawk gently pushes the head of his cock past your lips and into your mouth. You moan around his dick at the feeling of Shank’s stretching you to the fullest. You try your hardest to match Shanks’s thrust in time with the bob of your head around Mihawk. A sigh of relief leaves you as you feel Shanks bottom out against you. Your instantaneous relief was immediately ripped away as Shanks pulled back before thrusting back into you knocking the wind out of your chest. You were given no time to recover as he pulled back and thrusts in again. This time causing Mihawk to breach your throat.

Mihawk lets out a low moan as your chocked around his cock. You take a deep breath through your nose and relax your throat the best you can.

“Fuck, you’re taking me so well baby,” Shanks groans above you, keeping pace with the brutal tempo he set. All you could do was whine as you were jerked back and forth between the two. You could tell Mihawk was close as his shallow thrusts deepened and became more erratic. You could feel yourself getting close. Shanks isn’t far behind as his grip on your hips tightens.

“Fuck where do you want me to cum,” Shanks pants desperately.

“In her,” Mihawk says firmly, causing you to clench around Shanks in response. It will never not be a turn-on when Mihawk takes charge. Mihawk let out a moan, and seconds later he unloaded in your mouth. You moan around him swallowing as much of him as you can. His release triggers yours, which in turn causes Shanks to cum deep inside of you. A whine escapes your throat as Mihawk eases his cock out of your mouth. You take a deep, unobstructed breath as you collapse onto the bed. Another whine is pulled from your throat at the feeling of Shanks slowly easing out of you. You flopped on your back panting. Mihawk was about to get up to help you clean up when Shanks caught his wrist.

“I got it,” he says standing up.

“But-” Mihawk begins to argue.

“Don’t worry about it it’s your day too,” Shanks says with a smile as he retreats back to the bathroom. Mihawk slides back into bed holding your spent body from behind. You close your eyes, as your husband rubs little circles into your hip. Shank reemerges with two damp washcloths and kneels next to the bed to clean you up a bit. He tosses the used cloths into the hamper before pulling back to make his exit. Your hand caught his wrist in a firm grip.

“Where are you going?” you ask, opening your eyes.

“Oh, I was just gonna go-” he starts before you tug him towards you.

“You’re staying,” you say with little room for argument. Shanks glances up to Mihawk above you.

“You heard her,” Mihawk says pulling back a bit to make room for him. A blush forms on Shank’s cheeks as he slips into bed in front of you and cradles you against his chest.

“Happy Birthday,” You say softly, before burrowing your face into Shanks's chest and dosing off.

“Thanks,”

“Thank you,” Both men say in unison as they stare down at you affectionately.

#red haired shanks #dracule mihawk #dracule mihawk x reader #shanks x reader #shanks x you #mihawk x you #smut #one piece #one piece one shot #cuckholding #cross posted on ao3

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pauliiie · 2 months

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Does anyone have song recommendations that just fit Shanks and Portgas D. Ace? ;-;

You can request or comment~ But I’ll likely post some of my main blog: Paulii7 🎀💕

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theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction · 2 months

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Imagine telling Luffy about why you don’t like Shanks…

“Why are you always so upset with Shanks?” Luffy wondered.

You brushed the young boys damp curls and twirled a finger around each strand to define the shape.

“He and I used to travel the seas, you know? We fought sea beasts and all kinds of pirates together.”

Luffy leaned forward. “Really? Was it cool?”

“Very cool and dangerous.” You reminded him with a small hair ruffle to set him back on the chair properly. “We were caught in an ambush and I was injured. Shanks brought me home, promising that we’d set off again after I was healed.”

Luffy grew excited. Maybe if Shanks came for you, he could also be taken along for the journey.

“Are you healed? Do you know when he’ll take you?” He asked.

You frowned and replied rather bitterly. “I was healed up over four years ago.”

Shanks had the audacity to pay a visit these last few months and spend time with Luffy while pretending like nothing had happened. It infuriated you and Luffy clearly caught wind of it.

There was a knock at the door. Your eyes darted up to see Makino standing there with a smile for Luffy.

“The ship has made port.” She told the boy.

Luffy jumped off the seat and ran for the exit. “Sorry Y/n, I have to go!”

You sighed at his speed hoping that he’d be careful on his way to the docks.

Makino looked at you while you put the chair away. “Are you coming as well?” She asked and when you didn’t reply she continued. “He’s been asking for you.”

You glanced over your shoulder. “Tell him I-”

“I’m not telling him you drowned again. You’ll have to face him one way or another.” Makino said and then left to resume her duties at the bar.

Honestly, you’d rather not seek out the pirate who abandoned you. Let him have his fun. Yes, you couldn’t avoid him forever but you could reduce the hours in his presence.

And so that’s what you set out to do, you walked wherever the straw hat wasn’t. If he was at Party’s Bar, you were at home. If he was at the docks, you were by the furthest windmill.

You last saw the red-haired pirate downing a bottle of booze at the bar with his little curly haired shadow on the chair beside him. While they were busy, you decided to rearrange the furniture in your home finally able to tend to things that had been long neglected thanks to Luffy always running in and out of trouble.

Fixated on stacking books by the corner of the front room, you missed the soft padding of footsteps coming to a halt by the open door.

“I heard you ‘drowned’.” A voice said, sending chills down your spine. “Imagine my surprise when Luffy told me that you did his hair this morning.”

Shanks mused at you as he stood by the threshold of your door.

Damn, when did he leave the bar? You rolled your eyes and then turned around to place a blanket into a wooden drawer near to where he stood.

“Odd.” You hummed. “I thought you would have welcomed a lie? Aren’t you filled with them or is that only when they’re directed at me?”

Shanks stepped into the room and took your hand to stop you from walking to the next task. He knew exactly what you were referring to. For months you both had avoided the topic by the way you dodged him but this was finally the opening he needed to clear the air.

“I never lied. I fully intended to come back here in three months. But each danger I faced, every terror that sailed into our path and all I could see was the risk of losing you.”

You scoffed at him. Captain Shanks of the Red-haired Pirates was scared? You were surprised his nose hadn’t grown.

Not wanting to talk further, you attempted to leave the house entirely when the man who stole your heart caught you once more.

“Hey,” Shanks took the reins and guided you to the wall, gently bracing you against it. He was tired of the anger of the anger in your eyes, only wanting you to see him like you once did. His hands settled in their rightful place on your waist.

“There are very few things that I am afraid of - but from that list, the fear of losing you is at the very top.”

As you stared in his warm eyes, you were reminded of a saying he often said aboard calmer seas and private moments.

Shanks gazed back at your face, the one he was deprived of seeing each day. He brought one hand to rest against your chest and raised your own to sit above his own. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours in a delicate kiss before pulling away gently.

“I’m not a selfish man by nature.” He whispered. “But for your life and your love, I can be.”

~ More imagines here ~

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takeomisbitch · 2 months

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OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks who actually despises daddy kinks and told you that the first time your two fucked

OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks who rather be called ‘Sir’ then daddy

OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks you fucks you better then any other man your age

OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks who spends HOURS in between your legs eating you out for his pleasure only

Your legs are wrapped around his head your hips buck up each time Shanks tongue glides against your sensitive overstimulated clit, “Please, sir. I can’t take it anymore” your whines and beg left on heard as Shanks sucks your clit and fucks three of his thick fingers deep into you cunt, “Shh baby you’re doing so well your can give em one more yea?” His voice soft as he mumbles against your clit. Your orgasm is fast approaching when his fingers in that sweet spot only he knows how to get to. “Oh fuck Shanks, sir I’m coming” your body shakes as you cum for the 7th time tonight, whines and whimpers leaving your mouth as your cunt clenches Shanks fingers “One more sweetheart I promise this will be the last one.” It was in fact not the last one

OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks who loves to fuck your mouth with his think veiny cock

OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks who has albums of the two of your fucking, either pictures with his dick in your mouth or cum somewhere on your body of videos of him fucking you

OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks who doesn’t really masturbate unless he is so horny to the point he can’t wait till you get home from your Uni classes so he would pull out his phone and look at the album of you two together

Shanks has his phone in his left hand as his right hand pulls down his pants and underwear, his eyes look over the many pictures and videos to choose from. He settles for the most recent video he took of you two, your on the floor getting your face fucked by his cock drool seeping from the corners on your mouth, your gagging fills the quiet room as Shanks turns the volume of his phone up, his right hand grabs his cock squeezing it before swiping his thumb across his tip gathering precum and rubbing it along his cock. Shank lets out a hiss as he starts to work his hand up and down his hard cock “Fuck Y/N,” he moans to himself watching the phone screen as look up at the camera. Shanks continues his movements on his cock his release approaching. He switches off the video choosing to record himself jacking off to send it to you, “Oh fuck Sweetheart I miss your warm mouth around my cock,” he groans, his hand squeezing and moving up and down as he speaks to you like your in the room, “Want you suck my dick as I come down your pretty throat, f-fuck,” Shanks moves his hand faster as his cum shoots out his tip warm white cum covers his hand and stomach your name falling from his lips, “Fuck Y/N come home soon and come clean up my mess,” he chuckles before he ends the video, sending it to you with a heart and I love you attached to it

OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks who you yell at once you get home from Uni about the video he decided to send you

OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks who laughs it off as you puff your cheeks out in anger

OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks who fucks you against the wall in the hallway towards your room whispering sweet nothings into your ear

OlderSugarDaddy!Shanks who gives the best aftercare he runs you a bath washes your body then drys you off and puts your Pjs on, then he brings you a snack and water and of course he offers you a massage but you got to get naked for it 🤷🏽‍♀️

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mikoyamisheadcanonblog · 2 months

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Hii miko hope your doing well!!❤💗💌 your writing is really good!!! So I was wondering if it will be okey if I could please request shanks x reader(male) . In senorio where reader desides to leave the crew for whatever reason(you can deside that specific reason) and shanks reaction. The crew trues to get reader back but it dosent work. Thanks a huread times miko!!!💗💗 Have a good day!!!

I really hope I did justice to this piece, I thank you for your kind comment.

Shanks wasn’t sure how it happened, it happened so quick. He was sitting in his office trying to figure out the next destination for his crew when his lover came in such a huff. Something had angered him…. again. Crossing his arms over his chest his S/O tapped his foot impatiently waiting for Shanks to look up from his work.

“What happened this time?” Shanks questioned; he was honestly a bit annoyed but his relationship with his lover had been a bit rocky for the past few months. What started off as fireworks and an adventure of a relationship started to feel like a chore. What went wrong?

“We had dinner plans,” his lover said, his face twitching in anger. Truth be told he had been waiting for hours for Shanks to arrive at the romantic restaurant his lover had found. Their relationship had hit a rocky patch and no matter what they were doing nothing was bringing back the sparks of their relationship.

Shanks blinked and glanced at the man before him, his brown eyes widening as realization slowly struck him. He stopped scribbling on the map and glanced at the clock as it slowly ticked by and seeing it was long past time, he had agreed to meet his lover. He groaned pinching the bridge of his nose.

“I am so sorry,” he said, “I got busy,” he was a bit overrun with guilt. He knew how hard his significant other worked to make this reservation and to even look up the restraint and he completely forgot. He glanced at his lover’s face, his brows furred together in anger, his lips pouting a bit.

When did their relationship get like this? When did he start forgetting important dates? Or how his significant other liked to be touched? He started to ignore him, zoning out when his lover complained about small things he stopped trying to understand and fix it. His lover stopped showing his excitement for the thrill of adventure, lecturing him when he drank.

“No, you’re not,” his lover scowled before there was a long pause. The room felt heavy as their breathing became shallow, “I am leaving,” he finally whispered catching Shanks off guard. He stopped his breathing and stared at his lover who was staring at him looking just as surprised as him, “I am leaving the crew,” his lover continued.

“Okay,” Shanks whispered feeling hollow on the side. He was panicking a bit, he wasn’t sure what to do. What was he supposed to say? If he stopped him, it would lead to an argument pushing his lover away more.

“I will see you,” he said leaving Shanks in a complete daze.

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News spread around the cabin fast as the young male packed his bags ready to leave the crew behind, and soon everyone was at his door. He could only sigh in annoyance and open the door to glare at the crewmen who looked pitiful a rare sight for the red-haired pirates.

“Why are you leaving?” Benn questioned as he tried to be reasonable while the other crew members suggested that Shanks's lover stay. After all, he was their crewman and they stuck together, it came from throwing a party to celebrate the young lad to even yelling at their captain to take the boy out for a special date. They knew of the rough patch.

“He didn’t stop me,” he finally answered zipping up his luggage. “He never wanted me,” there was a fierceness in his eyes behind the heartbreak. He smiled at his friends as they continued to beg, they were a crew they were family, they were his family.

“You guys are just having a rough patch,” Benn said.

Yassop agreed as he stared at the young man before him, “All relationships hit a rough patch,” he said, “Shanks does love you,”

“I know,” he answered, “but sometimes two people don’t work out,” he was surprisingly calm. It had hurt at first the distance between him and Shanks but in the end, they were like two passing ships, they were long past one another.

Benn paused as he stared at the boy with a determined look, “It is about time I have my own adventure now,” he said walking past the crew as they started sniffling.

They never had crew members leave. They followed behind waving goodbye.

There was a final glance up at Shanks. He stood in the background watching his ex left him. Soon he would leave the ship and depart on a new adventure. The ship felt a little emptier as he watched his lover walk to the village and slowly become a small speck. His heart was aching.

“I am sorry,” he whispered, “you were the best adventure I had,”

#shanks x reader #shanks imagine #shanks headcanons #shanks #shanks x you #shanks one piece #red hair shanks

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moonie-moon-o7 · 3 months

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Shanks relationship headcanons

A/N: writing this quickly. My little brother broke his leg yesterday and im taking care of him rn <3

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Shanks his extremely childish and gets drunk ALOT, so be prepared to take care of his hangovers

I honestly think he does WAY too many dad jokes, anywhere and anytime

If you get along with his crew, he'd be so happy 'cause they're basically his family

You understand way too well Benn's trouble when dealing with a drunk Shanks

Clingy af

He wont let you go off on your own

If you do, you'll come back to him sulking

He does get phantom pains from time to time, so please stay with him in those moments

Pretty sure Luffy considers you like a parental figure

Scold Shanks from time to time when he's too reckless, he loves to know you care that much about him <3

#shanks #akagami no shanks #red haired shanks #shanks x reader #shanks x you #shanks headcanons #Moonie moon <3 #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece x you

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alexa-fika · 3 months

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Lasting Memories (Shanks x gn!child!reader)

A/N: Yall I am so sorry, I thought I had posted this earlier today but I just checked and I was like wait I din’t , oops. I think I COOKED, PLEASE TELL ME IF I COOKED OR NOT, read this post to see what it was inspired on, cause I don’t want to make you read it twice if ya already know

Dividers by @/Saradika

“Captain, there's a kid out there; they said they want to talk to you,” Yassop said, entering the bar

“Hmm? Hardly a place for a kid to be” he said glancing at the bar him and his crew were currently staying at

“I think you’re going to want to see this one,” he said, grinning

“Well, let’s have a look, can’t leave the kid hanging,” he said. The captain stretched his arm out. His eyes gleamed as he took one last gulp of his drink, walking behind his officer until they came outside of the bar where a small child sat at a bench swinging their legs until they spotted him coming out of the bar

They smile, jumping off the bench and facing the Captain, their bunny-like ponytails raising in happiness

“Are you Captain Shanks?”

“That’s me. And are you the one asking for me?” He says teasingly before he bends down, coming to their level.

“Yeah”

“And what’s your name?”

“Reader”

“Reader, and how old you are you, Reader?”

“Six”

“Six, young lass to be wandering around, what can I do for you?”

“Do…do you remember me?”

Shanks pauses; he tries to recall this child, this face.

“I’m afraid not, but you look somewhat familiar.”

They grin

“You were always Closer to sister; she was older; I was just two, so back then all I knew was that you meant home, safety.

Shanks furrows his eyebrows in thought

“Im sorry, Lass, but im not sure what you mean; who was your sister?”

“You must remember better her better, your former musician, Uta.”

Shanks's eyes widen as he is hit with the sudden realization. Of course, he’d never have forgotten about his daughter.

"You’re…."

“Hi, Dad, it’s been a while,” they said, tears pooling in their eyes

Shanks is utterly taken aback by this moment; his jaw completely drops in shock.

"Y-you're really...I always wondered what happened to you, and I never stopped looking, either. Look at you; you were but a tiny lass always glued to Uta’s arms last time i Saw you"

“Uta told me that sometimes she had trouble getting me out of your arms; she always talks about you, especially after the music guy took over her; she keeps saying how you saved her.”

Shanks's eyes light a loud laugh escaping him after hearing of Uta’s fond memories about him.

"I can't believe it, all of this time I spent searching. . I can't believe my little lass found me instead”

“After the bad guy, sister has been taking a well-deserved break from all the craziness, and well, I was wondering if maybe I can stay with you for a while until sister charges up?”

He grins, scooping the small child up and ignoring their surprised squeal as their feet left the ground, turning around to his crew, who had by now left the bar to see their captain’s reencounter with his child

“Lads, we got a crewmate back; this calls for a celebration!”

They look up at their father, a smile growing on their face as they continue staring at his features. It had been a long time, and they were small the last time they had seen him; the features had become blurred over the years, but now there was no hurry. They had no need to hold onto figments of past memories that needed to be puzzled together just to have a vague remembrance of what their father look as now they would have the chance to create new memories, to wake up and see the face in front of them rather than in their murky memories

“Hm? Do I have something on my face, lass?”

“No, im just happy I found you.”

Shanks gives a bright smile as he sees his kid’s happy expression.

“So are we just going to stand out here, you little rascal? Come on then,” Shanks says, carrying the small one on his hip back to his ship.

“You guys have better start being careful from now on; we’ve got ourselves a child on board,” he said, glancing back at his crew. The smile On his face, betraying any serious tone he was trying to portray

“But dad is the reckless one,” Reader piped in

“Hah? What are you trying to say, reader?! Ask Beck; I am the epitome of responsibility, right Beck?”

“No.”

“Hey! Reader, don’t listen to him; Uncle Beck is just being silly!” he fusses

“Be careful around that one; take your eyes off him, and you’ll end up on the sea.” Lucky Laughs

“OI”

Im sorry for starving you guys, I just started classes so I’ve been trying to get ahead as I always do but eventually when I get ahead I will be much laidback so I will be more consistent ( Hopefully)

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honeybeezgobzzzzz · 2 months

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🗡️ Something Dread, Something Red: Chapter Thirteen

Warnings: Injuries, Wound Care.

To Note: “Red Haired” Shanks x FemReader

Word Count: ~3.1k

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You had your arms crossed and a slightly agitated look upon your face as Shanks and the men headed off to do their next ‘pirate thing’. Of course you weren’t allowed to go, they all said they didn’t want you to be exposed to their pirating… but that didn’t mean you were happy about being left behind. That left you playing with the ruby necklace hanging around your neck. A ruby necklace you had begrudgingly accepted on the last island you had stopped at. Shanks hadn’t let you refuse the necklace, he’d been quite adamant about it…

“Did you not hear me?” You questioned the grinning man who was currently in the process of looking over a selection of jewelry encrusted with rubies. “I said no Shanks!”

“Pardon me, my hearing isn’t what it used to be,” Shanks spoke, ignoring your remark as he addressed the jeweler. “Do you have any triple A rubies on this island?”

“Certainly!” The jeweler replied, reaching beneath his stall and pulling out a stack of boxes. “I’ve just completed several pieces with triple A rubies I acquired from an island renowned for its quality gemstones.” The jeweler took out a large flat box and removed the top to reveal a stunning ruby necklace. Shanks’ eyes were instantly sparkling and he pulled you over.

“Come look that this, dear. I think the red goes perfectly with your complexion!” Your eye twitched as you were forced to standing front and center at the stand and let the jeweler pull out the necklace for you to try on. Clenching your teeth, you took the necklace and carefully wrapped it around your neck. When you tried to connect the clasp, your fingers kept missing the little nob and curses almost began tumbling from your lips.

“Here,” Shanks said, offering his hand to take the tiny clasp. While he was indeed one armed, his right hand had become quite dexterous and his fingers nimble. While you held the little loop for the clasp to catch, Shanks opened the clasp with his finger and hooked it. “All done.”

You let the chain drop and brushed your lavender hair out of the way so the chain rested on your skin. Looking down, you couldn’t help but admire the way the ruby looked against your flesh. You reached up and brushed your fingers over the ruby, for once not feeling suffocated or chained by the jewelry you wore.

“It is absolutely lovely,” You spoke, looking up at the jeweler. “I am sure you are proud to have made such a piece.” He beamed at you, and while you were distracted with your ingrained politeness, Shanks deftly pulled out enough Berry to cover the cost of necklace. Before you had a chance to take the necklace off to return it, Shanks was handing over the money and steering you away from the stand. “Shanks I swear to the gods—!” You erupted as he happily led you towards a few more stalls that would surely capture your attention.

“All of the crew have a piece of red, Aria, it was time you had a piece of red yourself.” He told you, explaining his thought process. “I wanted you to have this, so don’t argue with me.”

“I could have just dyed my hair red, Shanks,” You griped at him, grudgingly accepting the fact that Shanks had probably just spent a pretty Berry on you. Shanks was no longer thinking about your refusal for the necklace, but the idea of you dying your hair red!

“Absolutely not!” He spoke out crossly. “You are, under no circumstances, to ever dye your hair red.” Your eyes were wide from the vehement at which he spoke those words. But you just shrugged and let him lead you on.

You were still bitter about the necklace days later and turning away from the view of the harbor, you headed for the main cabin to get some relaxing reading in. Or at least try to. You were working on your proclivity to worry. The men knew what they were doing and if something happened, they would take care of each other. You found your book where you had left it and took a seat at the small table. You weren’t exactly sure when you had started to worry so much about the men, more specifically, Shanks.

Don’t be silly, Linaria Bonn.

You had read enough of the forbidden romance novels in your father’s library to recognize the signs of… affection. Your face wrinkled at the word. Affection. You had little affection growing up, most of it coming from your barely there father, if you even saw him. But you were well equipped with the knowledge of what woman felt when they held affections for their romantic partner in the novel and you were quite certain you were feeling the same.

“And yet I have no idea if this is even real, because books are simply that, books,” You murmured to yourself, pressing your book against your mouth. You knew the difference between fantasy and reality, and yet, what you felt was alarming straight out of a romance book. A crush. That is what you must be feeling. You certainly weren’t going to fall madly in love with the first man who gave you a scrap of kindness!

You had read for about an hour, tidied up the main cabin, and even ventured down below deck to dust and clean. The men were clean, surprisingly clean, even before you had started helping to keep the ship in neat and working order. As laid back as Shanks and the crew were, they were meticulous with how the Red Force was run. Everything had a place and no sloppiness was accepted. So there really wasn’t much for you to tidy as the hours whittled away. You were in the middle of contemplating trying your hand at baking when the clamor of the gang plank stole your attention. Abandoning the kitchen, you hurried out onto deck to see Lucky, Gab, and Benn worse for wear.

“What in heavens name did you get up to?” You demanded as the rest pile on deck each sporting various cuts, bruises, and blood splattered clothing. You were cringing on the inside at the blood staining their clothing but if they had gotten themselves back to the ship then they must be mostly okay.

“Some other pirates decided to pick a fight with us,” Bonk Punch stated as Monster swung himself onto the ship and let out a screech. You spared a glance at the primate.

“And I suppose you ended the fight?” Your voice was crisp but they all could sense the sarcastic edge.

“Oi, you say that like we started it!” Benn complained. You crossed your arms and gave the first mate a frank look.

“Well did you?” You broached with perhaps a touch of snark. “Given your rather ineffable escapades as of late I almost expected a blood bath.”

“Now you’re just being dramatic,” Shanks voice called as he strode on board and pulled the gang plank back with Yasopp’s help. You turned your narrowed gaze to the red headed pirate and paused. Of course he too was caught up in the scuffle! Shanks was sporting a cut on his chin, had a few places on his tunic where a blade had sliced through white fabric, and you couldn’t tell if the blood on him was his or someone else’s! The pirate could see your thought process and was speaking before you erupted on him. “Aira—”

You cut him off with a flourish of your hand.

“Don’t you Aria me, Shanks,” You snapped out before pointing to the main cabin. “Cabin, now.” You all but growled. Then you turned to the rest of the crew. “Clean yourselves up before you start tracking blood everywhere.” With that you marched towards the locker with the main deck med kit. As you grabbed the little box, an old lunch box refurbished to hold a few medical supplies, you heard the men moving about and heading down below.

Med kit in hand, you saw that the main cabin door was open and headed towards it feeling slightly pleased that no one was fighting you on this. Entering Shanks’ cabin, you pulled the door shut behind you and turned around to be greeted by Shanks dabbing a cloth at his chin in front of his floor length mirror.

“You are going to need more than just a dab,” You stated, moving to the table to set the kit down and get what you needed. Some disinfectant wipes, gauze, tape, maybe even needle and thread given the amount of blood you’d seen on his shirt. Then again, you couldn’t tell if it was his or the other pirates.

“And you sound irate, are you that upset with us doing our business?” Shanks asked, dabbing one last time at his chin before turning halfway in place to look at you. You glanced up at him and raised an eyebrow.

“I do not like seeing you hurt, Shanks,” You corrected him. “Your business is your business, but that doesn’t mean I am pleased that you and the others come back with wounds. Need I remind you of last weeks fever?” Shanks stared at you, his thoughts well hidden behind his beautiful dark eyes.

“If you want me to take my shirt off, madam you only need to ask,” Shanks spoke, reverting to flirtatious humor. You didn’t buy it and pulled out several pads of gauze and wipes while rolling your eyes.

“Take your shirt off, I can’t tell what blood is yours or not.” While Shanks pulled his shirt off you focused your eyes on the hard wood of the table and told yourself that you would not, under any circumstances, ogle Shanks while tending to his wounds. You’d nearly started drooling the last time he’d been shirtless and had just barely caught yourself. Embarrassment aside, now was far from a good time to be appreciating his physique. But when you turned around you couldn’t help but stare at his back and curse silently.

“You should have said something,” You murmured in agitation, striding up to Shanks to look closer at the laceration marking up one of his shoulders. It wasn’t terrible, but it did seem deep. Shanks eyes met yours in the mirror as he tossed his shirt over the back of a nearby chair.

“I was hoping that you’d miss it. I doubt you need to see more of my blood than the cut on my chin. Hongo said it might need a stitch or two.”

“You say that like I haven’t seen blood before,” Your replied, wiping away half dried blood around the wound to get a better picture of the over all laceration. “Believe me, woman see far more blood than men think they do.” His eyes flashed in concern from the implication of your words for a moment and you quickly reassured him that it wasn’t what he thought it was. “She never cut skin, just beat it.”

“That isn’t a particularly reassuring answer.” Shanks grumbled, happy that your mother hadn’t broken your skin open, but still very much angered by the beatings you no doubt endured since childhood.

“But it is the only one I have to give you,” You said, reaching for the needle and thread. “I’m thinking you’ll need about three stitches, it’s not too bad but won’t heal as fast if left alone.”

“And you are equipped to do so?” He asked, eyebrow raised.

“Hongo has been teaching me how to to suture on pig skin, and I am well equipped in stitch work. My mother saw to that.” You threaded one of the suture needles carefully and tied off the end, then turned your gaze back to Shanks. “Now, would you prefer I do this here, or do you want to go down and get in line with the rest of the men who needs stitches?”

Ordinarily, Shanks would have joined the line in waiting for stitches, or had one of the men do it… they all had patched each other up at some point in their time aboard. But his back was aching and you were offering to stitch it up for him. He’d take the option where he got to spend time with you alone.

“I’ll take your hand, madam, as I am sure you could use the practice.” Shanks replied, much to your chagrin. You scoffed at his words in fake irritation.

“Please, you should see my collection of embroidery at home. I am quite skilled in the catch stitch.” He grinned, having no doubts in your ability to stitch, let alone stitch someone up. Your hand was probably the most steady on board! But you were so easy to tease and rile up at times. You caught the edge of his smirk and rolled your eyes, he was teasing you yet again. “You are entirely incorrigible, do you know that.”

“Oh I know that quite well,” Shanks tossed over his shoulder, giving you his infamous curvy smile.

“Look straight ahead,” You ordered, shoving your fingers into his messy red hair and turning his head the way you wanted. Quickly cleaning the edges of the slightly oozing wound, you looked for the best place for the first stitch and got to work. It was quick and easy to place three neat stitches and Shanks didn’t one squirm or move around on you. Tying off the last knot, you snipped the suture needle free and set it to the side before reaching for some gauze and tape. “Alright, that’s taken care of, turn around.”

While you tucked away the suturing supplies and got out new antiseptic wipes and gauze, Shanks grabbed his discarded shirt and turned around. Rather than pulling his shirt back on, Shanks’ eyes latched onto the ruby necklace hanging around you neck. He was incredibly happy to see you wearing it after what he had to do to even buy you a present. Red looked nice on you and the pirate couldn’t help but think about what you would look like draped in rubies… and he needed to reign in his thoughts because you were looking at him with a strange look.

“Something wrong?” Well, yes, he was looking at you with rather intense eyes and still hadn’t put his shirt back on. It was one thing to gawk at him while he and the men were sparring, but an entirely different thing to openly ogle him in the privacy of his cabin when it was just the two of you.

“Only my manners,” You sighed before placing your free hand beneath his chin and angling his jaw to get a better view of the knick. It was easy enough to clean up, not bleeding anymore and was a pretty clean gash.

“Manners?” Shanks repeated with a huff. “Aria, you are the only one on this ship who has manners.”

“And you don’t give yourself enough credit, believe me, I would know who doesn’t have manners.” You said in his and the others defense. “Some Marines aren’t particularly endowed with such virtues.”

“No, they aren’t,” Shanks echoed, his mind going right to the look on your face when you had ran right up to him on Kuri Island. You’d been running from marines, marines that had put desperation on your face. Those thoughts emerged on his face and you quickly picked up on that.

“You know it’s…” You struggled to find an appropriate word. “…fine. My situation that is. We haven’t crossed any marines and to be quite frank I’m not bothered by them. Most of them were respectable enough, just not…”

“Collins?” Shanks interjected as you dabbed a bit of healing ointment on his jaw. You could feel how it was clenched beneath your fingertips.

“That’s in the past, Shanks,” You softly reminded him, trying ease the strain and tension you could both see and feel.

“Sometimes the past comes back to haunt us, Aria. I don’t take Collins as the type of man to let his bride run free.” Shanks stated, knowing full well the marine commodore had probably taken your action as great insult.

“Then that is for me to worry about,” You replied firmly, determined to have this problem taken care of by yourself. The crew of the Red Force had already done so much for you. Shanks had done so much! You were standing on your own two feet now. The marines were for you to handle, no one else. So you finished tending to his wound in silence. When you were done, you stepped away from the red haired pirate to begin packing up.

“Aria,” Shanks spoke up after a few moments of you working in silence. You didn’t look at him but hummed in acknowledgement. Obstinate Aria. Shanks had to admit that he and the others found it amusing and adorable when you were obstinate about something, but in this moment? This was not a subject he was going to let you ignore. His right hand darted out and snatched your left. With one gentle tug he had you spinning in a half circle to face him and before you could step back to sneak your way out of this conversation he released your wrist and slid his arm around your back.

“Shanks,” You called in exasperation, your hand balancing on his shoulder. “Is this quite necessary? I’ve already informed you that Collins is—”

“A problem you are not going to solve alone.” Shanks cut you off, looking into your eyes with a stern gaze. “Yes?” He was doing this again? You lifted your chin stubbornly and ground your teeth together. How much were you going to take from these pirates? Hadn’t they already given you enough? Shanks could see your thinking in your lovely eyes and pressed. “You may think you can handle Collins on your own, Aria… but take it from someone who has dealt with men like him before. He’s far too much for one person to handle.”

“So you expect me to lay down and let everyone else fight my battles for me?” You questioned sharply. “That is hardly appropriate!”

“This has nothing to do with being appropriate or not, Aria,” Shanks corrected you, pulling you closer until you were standing between his legs. “We are protecting one of our own.”

You sighed inwardly and brought your hand up to trace the curve of his jaw. It was getting harder and harder to resist his handsome face.

“You aren’t letting this one go, are you?” You spoke, shoulders drooping in resignation. Shanks face remained unchanged.

“No.” He saw the moment you cracked and held you tighter. “I’m not asking you to stand behind me, Aria. I am asking to stand next to you.”

Date Published: 3/8/24

Last Edit: 3/8/24

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dreamlandcreations · 4 months

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Imagine light fae Shanks and dark fae Mihawk fighting...

Imagine light fae Shanks and dark fae Mihawk fighting over you, a half fae. Never mind that it's technically your decision which of their court you will belong to... if any 🤭

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aikatoru · 4 months

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Summer Lovin’

Shanks x AFAB reader smut

Warnings: Dry humping, age difference, reader is aged up, foreplay, teasing, kissing, touching, flirting.

Word Count: 685 words

Summary:

You always did have a crush on your dad’s best friend. Shanks was always coming over, you’ve seen him plenty of times around the house. What happens when your parents leaves the two of you alone in the house? Will your plans to seduce him work?

(This is a repost from my old account @/fuyuaika)

Dividers by @/benkeibear

I love seeing you in sundresses,” Shanks said smiling at you.

It was meant to be an innocent compliment, he was your father’s best friend, he was like an Uncle to you.

So how did you end up on top of him grinding your soaked pussy onto the growing tent in his pants? Well, you always did have a crush on the older gentleman.

And when you came down in your little sundress, purposefully bending down to tie your shoelaces so that your dress would ride up in front of him showing him your lack of panties and exposing your bare cunt to his eyes, how was a man supposed to resist?

Especially to a good little girl who’s so willing to spread her legs for him.

Taking long strides, he picked you up easily and brought you to your room, throwing you on the bed and making sure to lock the door behind him. He climbed on top of you and wasted no time in ravaging you. His lips met yours in a frenzy, tongue sliding across your bottom lip asking for permission to enter which you gladly granted, hungry for more of his taste.

Large, callous hands travelled up and down your curves, pulling down the straps of your dress to expose your laced bra.

He broke the kiss to look down at your chest, “Damn baby, so pretty…but I think you’ll look prettier without the bra.”

Expert fingers went round your back to unclasp your bra and pull them off, exposing your heaving breasts to his hungry eyes.

You mewled when he grabbed your breasts in his hands, molding them and pulling on the nipples, “Fuck, how’d they get so big? Have you been playing with them baby?”

You nodded your head and he smirked, “Naughty girl, has any guy done this before besides me?”

You shook you head, “No, Uncle Shanks, you’re my first.”

He groaned at the way you answered him oh so innocently, “Got me all hard in my pants baby, mind sitting on it?”

You nodded your head and he flips you over so you’d be on top straddling him.

You bit your lip as you started grinding, his hands coming to rest on your hips as he watched you move on top of him, your juices staining his pants but he didn’t mind, not when he could see you enjoy yourself like this.

Eventually your pace starts to falter as you get overcome with exhaustion but you continued grinding unevenly desperate to get him off, he chuckled at your attempts and he stills your hips with his hands.

“It’s ok baby, let me,” He said before thrusting up into you, making you gasped as you grab onto him tightly. The material of his pants stimulating your pussy with every thrust.

As if that wasn’t enough, his fingers found their way to your clit and started rubbing furiously, causing you to moan and squirm.

“Uncle Shanks too much!” You cried out, finger nails clawing onto his back.

“Shhh…baby, call me daddy.”

“Daddy! Too much! Need to go! Am gonna pee!” You say struggling in his hold, trying to get off him but he kept you in place with his strong arms.

“It’s ok baby, just let it all out,” he said as you cry out with your orgasm, letting out more juices and wetting his pants.

You breathed hard as you came down from your high, slumping against his hard chest as he pats your hair and whispers sweet nothings into your ear, telling you how good you were, how he was so proud of you.

After you’ve calmed down he patted your thigh gently asking you to climb off him, but you didn’t budge.

“Come on now baby, time to get off.”

“No,” you replied looking down.

“Why not sweetheart?” He asked patiently,

You looked up at him with your big doe eyes, “Cause daddy’s still hard.”

And he gasped when you slid your hand down his pants to palm his cock.

He sighs, an amused smile making its way to his lips, “Naughty girl.”

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