#benn beckmann one piece

[nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos]

Got a little more done on Mr. Beckman. Some highlights around his hair and hand, some shadows around the shirt. Not sure how much more I'll do tonight.

Kicking myself for not keeping track of his skin pallete like I should have while I was working on his face/torso, but I'll figure it out.

Like the last one I'm not even gonna touch the rifle until last because it intimidates me. I know I enjoyed doing the metalwork last time, but just looking at it makes me want to cower into a corner.

I should probably go to bed now, but I may do a little more work first because he's just so stinkin pretty and ffs how dare he honestly he has NO RIGHT—

[i-am-vita]

Beckman Bodice Ripper pt. 4

It's finished!!! As far as my current abilities go. Not gonna lie, I'm mighty proud of that background 😂

Follow the process: 1, 2, 3, Final Cover

(Sorry, I couldn't resist 🤣)

But Designer Brain needs to turn it into an actual book cover:

Now it just needs a catchy phrase that fit those four lines to sum up the story of a widow who pays passage at the Red Force to start a new life somewhere else and fancies the First Mate during the voyage 😉

Tags: @fanaticsnail, @since-im-already-here, @sordidmusings, @gingernut1314, @cinnbar-bun, @feral-artistry, @writingmysanity, @sexc-snail, @tookawaiitoolive, @nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos

[i-am-vita]

Sorry, @fanaticsnail, I've come to keep igniting the Beckman flames ����🔥🔥

˚₊‧꒰ა ♱ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Who would’ve thought you needed someone older?

From the experiences you had. It just didn’t feel the same as how you were with him. He was mature, calm, and cool as a cucumber. With an appearance that showed his experience in life. Making him more attractive than any of the guys you dated around your age. It was even the way he held you warmly in his embrace as tears were wiped. Making you think you needed some older.Just a little bit colder. Take the weight off of your shoulders.

He was the perfect description of that “someone older.”

[alexa-yukiyu]

Kid reader/dokucha stealing coats/capes, like shanks cape, doflamingos, corazons, or kids fluffy ass jackets, laws coat that he had during wano etc.

woah id thought there would be more characters with capes bit i can only think of shanks- everyone else has just giant coats that none of them wear correctly except for the fluffy coats that doffy, cora and kid has (tho he had the other one before he lost his arm-) how do they not fall of the shoulder?! now in just ranting whoops

Coat Stealer

with Red haired pirates and Kidd Pirates

A/N ps I forgot my annotations in my laptop :p. Anywhoww that’s where you are wring nonnie! In the red haired pirates alone Benn, limejuice, yassop and Lucky have been seen wearing capes! There’s Luffy too and Rayleigh! And Boa…Jinbei…er well you see my point! 😂 Regardless i was just going to give my take for this but figured a drabble would take my point across better was hating on this but is it actually passable?? What do you guys think? Ya like?

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for reader in japanese for the enjoyment of reader and oc characters readers alike!

Dividers by @/firefly-graphics

Red Haired Pirates (Shanks Cloak)

“Ha! Ha! I am the Captain now!” Dokucha cheered as they climbed their way to the table, a familiar cloak engulfing them as they did.

“Hmm, Captain, you seem to have shrunk; what’s up with that?” Beck drawled, nursing the drink of his hand as he looked up at the child

“Shut up!” They yelled, shrinking slightly at the pointed glare the first mate sent them

“S-sorry, I meant quiet?

“…”

“Quiet, please?”

“Better,” he nodded, taking a sip from the sakazuki

“I’m Captain Shanks! Bow before me, peasants!” They called arms raised in victory

“I think that was the wrong Impression, Dokucha,” Lucky snickered, taking a bite from his meat

“Why don’t you try something the Boss always does?” Beck suggested

“Oh! Okay!” They nodded, clearing their throat

“I am Captain Shanks! I love women and alcohol and, and and breaking kids hearts!” They roared at the top of their lungs

“Huh? Did I get it wrong?” they asked, tilting their heads confused seeing as Yassop and Lucky doubled over laughing, Beck doing a spit take upon hearing the kid's’ words.

Kidd Pirates ( Kidd’s Coat)

Heat jumped from his bed as his door shot open, and a red ball of hair was thrown in. Curious, he approached the familiar coat, quirking his head as a small face popped up from it.

“Dokucha?”

“Uncle Heat! Help me!”

“W- What’s wrong?

“Hide me, please!” They begged as they threw themselves on the floor in front of him

“Oh. I’m guessing it has to do with his coat?” He asked, frowning as they nodded their head

“What do I get out of it?”

“Are you serious, uncle?!” They shouted, an incredulous look on their face as they shot up

“Sorry, kid. When it comes to the Boss, I’m not doing it for free. You better choose quick, though,” he teased. Before Dokucha could ask about his words, the sound of doors slamming, curses ringing, and stomping feet sounded behind them, causing Dokucha to blanch out.

“Anything! Please just hide me! I was just so cold, and he was in the shower. I forgot to put it back, please!”

“Eh, not worth, sorry.”

“Uncle?”

“Boss, they’re over here!” They gaped at the man, horrified at the betrayal, until the door behind them shot open, and something grabbed hold of them. They let out a cry as Kidd threw them over his shoulders, saying no words as he left the room.

“You better sleep with one eye open, Uncle!” They hollered as Heat simply waved them off, a teasing smile on his face as they continued trying to fight their way off the Captain’s hold

What we thinkin?

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@epochal-oracle

[gav-san]

“No Takebacks" 2

Masterlist here

One Piece Masterlist Here

This Ship smells like Regret

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5

You weren’t a pirate.

You weren’t a Marine.

You were informed.

Elegant and smiling, wrapped in silk and secrets, you drifted through ports like a rumor—too poised to threaten, too lovely to suspect, and far too useful to eliminate. You sold information the way others sold spices or silk, with clients ranging from the Revolution to the Celestial Dragons.

And you had rules.

One: Never sell to the stupid.

Two: Never sit on a surface you haven’t personally scrubbed.

Which is why, standing aboard the Red Force—watching a barefoot pirate scratch his back with a dead fish tail—you were already planning your exit.

“Don’t panic,” Shanks said from beside you, all charm and sea-salt grins. “That fish was already dead.”

You inhaled slowly. “I’m not panicking. I’m internally disassociating.”

He laughed like it was the best joke he’d heard all day. “That’s just how life at sea is, sweetheart.”

“No,” you said flatly. “That’s how you are. The sea is salty, unpredictable, and full of monsters. You are barefoot, sticky with rum, and just called a rash ‘character growth.’”

He blinked, mock-offended. “I clean up.”

“When?”

A pause. “…Emotionally?”

Your eyes narrowed as you tugged on a pair of gloves before daring to sit. “There’s a ring of salt-sweat on your collar so defined it could be carbon dated. You have sand in your pockets. And I know for a fact you haven’t owned soap since the Battle of Edd War.”

“That’s impressive intel.”

“I know everything, Captain. Including the fact Yasopp has used the same towel since before his son was born.”

“…Okay, that’s just scary.”

”Please refrain for speaking of crew linens before breakfast.” Lucky Roux chimed as he passes, “I still have to cook today.”

“That’s disturbing,” you corrected. “Do you know what mildew does to linen? It does worse to food.”

There was a long pause.

“…Would you like a napkin to sit on?”

You deeply reconsidered accepting free passage across the sea.

You weren’t unreasonable. Just selective. And reasonably speaking, there was no good reason to join the Red Force.

In the beginning, you’d told yourself you were just a guest. Shanks’ attention was hard to miss, but you didn’t comment. You appreciated a handsome man as much as the next lady of lethal diplomacy—but the man lived like a charmingly drunk disaster.

And his crew had no concept of boundaries.

“You do realize you’ve been aboard for three days,” Shanks drawled one afternoon, leaning on the deck rail. “And you haven’t smiled at me once.”

“I’ve smiled plenty,” you replied smoothly, your skirts swaying in the breeze. “Just not at you.”

Benn Beckman smothered a laugh behind his cigar. Lucky Roux offered you another pastry. Yasopp was conspicuously absent—likely bathing in saltwater under your pointed suggestion.

“You’re mean,” Shanks said, still smiling, like your indifference didn’t bruise him. “Is it the arm thing? Because I swear I’m very capable with one.”

You offered him a polite, perfect smile—the kind that could make an executioner rethink his career. “It’s not the arm. It’s the smell.”

That one did sting. “I showered yesterday.”

“Captain,” you said sweetly, “rum is not soap. Nor is standing in the rain while shouting about being King of the Pirates.”

Benn wheezed beside him.

Shanks swept his cape back with exaggerated flair. “I’ve got charm! Adventure! A ship destined for legend!”

“And mildew,” you added kindly. “Lots of mildew.”

He stepped closer, tilting his head. “Join us. I’ll make it worth your while.”

You looked up at him with feigned innocence. “Captain Shanks. I have books. Blankets that aren’t damp. And sanitary standards. What could you possibly offer me?”

There was a beat. 

“Free drinks. Endless ocean. Occasional gods trying to kill us. Freedom.”

You sighed, adjusted your gloves, and eyed the small rowboat waiting just off the side.

“No,” you said simply. “Because you’re a rum-drunk degenerate, and your crew never showers.”

A chorus of half-hearted boos rose behind him—except Benn, who looked like he might propose to you for saying what he couldn’t.

Shanks grinned despite himself, even as you stepped down into the boat. “You’ll miss me, sweetheart.”

“Doubtful,” you chirped. “But I’ll send you soap.”

Later, alone in his cabin, Shanks found a delicate bar of rose-scented soap tucked inside his coat. Tied with a ribbon.

The note read:

“For the mildew problem. —Yours Never.”

He carried it for months. Didn’t even open it.

Which entirely missed the point.

[thekraftcryptid]

Shanks relaxing after a long day of (fondly) bullying a small child, much to Beckmanns confusion. (He left for like 10 minutes)

Just a sketch that’s sat in my wip folder for too long. This is as done as it’s goin to get.

[i-am-vita]

@fanaticsnail here, have a sit 🤭

[i-am-vita]

This little proyect got out of control and demands its own Masterlist.

👉 Beckman

👉 Shanks

👉 Mihawk 1 (Sapsorrow fanart)

Mihawk 2

👉 Bogard

[allbluedepths]

Started wondering about how Beckmann views/interacts with Mihawk post him stopping dueling Shanks and the fallout around that. Because while I think they'd at least have an neutral-to-mutual-respect relationship during Shanks and Mihawk's dueling years, I think things would be a bit different after that, with Beckmann being protective over Shanks' well-being once Shanks and Mihawk begin to be in real contact again.

(read more because this got a bit out of hand haha)

My personal headcanon is that Mihawk stopped coming around for a good while after they officially stopped dueling. Shanks understood that Mihawk was upset (though not fully why), but he still thought Mihawk would visit. So when he doesn’t… yeah, he doesn’t take it well. The majority of the crew never realizes something’s up, but Beckmann very much bears the brunt of it because the captain is his responsibility. So, once it becomes evident Mihawk may be reconnecting with his captain, Beckmann makes it abundantly clear that Mihawk does not get to waltz back in if he’s just going to leave again and send Shanks spiraling once more.

(Because it isn’t just Shanks spiraling; it’s Shanks fooling everyone else that he’s okay but falling apart in his cabin at night. And it’s Beckmann who’s dragging him out of whatever bottle he’s found and making sure he gets to bed instead of reminiscing and staring out over the waves for someone who won't return. Because Mihawk is the closest thing Shanks has had to a real relationship — and now, a real breakup — and it’s ugly, and awful, and while Mihawk is allowed to leave, Beckmann is the one that chose to stay and do his damndest to put Shanks back together.)

For the record, Beckmann doesn't think Shanks is innocent in all this; he's known him since he was a teenager, and he's incredibly aware of how poor of a communicator he can be. But in this case, Beckmann understands just why he'd give up so much for Luffy and is frustrated that it doesn't seem like Mihawk is even trying to understand. He knows he can't fully wrap his head around the importance of their duels and everything that their complicated, intertwined relationship is, but again, he's the one picking up the pieces here.

So no, Beckmann isn't going to say Mihawk shouldn't stay for a drink. But he is going to make it abundantly clear that his captain has lost enough people already in his life, over and over and over, and Shanks doesn't need yet another ghost to haunt him.

(Mihawk just nods and walks away, not out of disagreement, but because he isn't the type to hold words over actions. And he definitely needs to ruminate over what Beckmann said for a while because he never knew things got that bad. Beckmann and him might not be best friends, but he does respect Beckmann's place as Shanks' first mate and his duty to protect him.)

I do think things would slowly improve as Shanks and Mihawk repair their relationship, so this isn't a super angsty headcanon. But I would say there'd eventually be a sentiment of "you earned your second chance after all" versus "you defend him better than anyone else could" — though they'd never say it out loud or that directly, haha.

TL;DR I really love captain and first mate dynamics and how those interact with other relationships. : )

[mega-ringsandthings-world]

benn's cigarettes heeeyyyyy @blackholesun321 let me just slide you this-

[i-am-vita]

A promise is a promise! (even if it wasn't a promise but a suggestion XD). I'm still newbie in the NSFW writing department but working on it 👀

Beckman at the Bathhouse

Getting the shift at the front desk of the bathhouse may be boring to most of your coworkers but for you it never gets old. You never know what kind of people may visit and you have to be on your best to deal with the unexpected.

Like the scary man with the giant sword and resting bitch face from the morning who booked a room for the weekend. Or the beautiful woman from an hour ago who came looking like she hadn't slept for a week, no luggage but a small hip bag, paid in cash for a room and a bath "as soon as possible, please" and didn’t wait for you to give the protocol speech.

And now a whole crew of sailors asking for rooms with direct access to the hot springs and your best sake.

This group looked like trouble, not the evil but the mischief one. Especially the redhead with the strawhat and the wide grin. But it was a calm dark haired man who approached your desk to ask for the accommodations.

You couldn't help but admire his tall, dark and serious countenance and the tense pose of his broad shoulders that speak of tension as much as the lines of concern in his face.

Poor man looks like he may need the rest the most out of the group.

You called through the Den Den Mushi Comms for more staff to host the group and guide them to his rooms.

While his crewmates were distracted, and after paying for the week, the dark haired man discreetly passed you an extra little wad of berries in the highest denomination.

“For the inconveniences…”

“Oh, sir, there’s no need.” You add in a low voice since the man seems to want to be discreet. “We are fully prepared to attend big groups…”

“Believe me, miss, you’re going to need it.” He explained with a pained expression on his handsome features.

“That bad, uh?”

“You have no idea. I may double it by the end of the week.”

You couldn’t hide a small chuckle. One way or another, big groups always cause a certain amount of trouble. You wish all of them had at least one person this thoughtful.

“How considerate of you, mister…”

“Beckman… Benn Beckman, miss.”

“Mr. Beckman… One last thing.” You called him, recovering your professional manners. “If you have a Portable Den Den Mushi with you, it may not send or receive any outside signal at the island but the tower at the beach does if you need to make a call.”

He gave you a little nod and followed his crewmates to their designated room, some of them not even waiting to start getting rid of their shirts, including Beckman giving you a full view of his muscular back.

A little gasp escaped your mouth before he disappeared through the hallway.

.

Five minutes later you heard the very telling sound of a delicate wood wall being torn down.

That was fast.

The junior staff looked at you like their savior (you being the only senior staff currently on shift) while you walked down the hallway to the current room of the group and knocked on the door.

The sliding door was opened by Beckman who seems to be the designated manager of the group. The movement left his arm up, the posture making his bathrobe open and stretch over all the right places of his well built torso and you were at eye level of most of them.

It took you a certain amount of seconds to look up.

Eyes up, woman. Do not drool on the guests during your shift. You chastised yourself.

You work at a bathhouse. He wasn’t the first half naked man you were in front of. In fact, the room was full of men in different states of undress, as you could see over Beckman’s shoulder. Along with the destroyed wall through which you saw the redhead embracing the woman from an hour ago like some lost lovers who find each other again.

As far as you knew, that could be the case.

“Ehm… Apologies, miss. It has started.” Said the man with a little grin that contrasted with his previous serious countenance.

That small gesture on his lips turned the lonely butterfly flying in your stomach into a full swarm.

“So it seems. Was there another damage or some injury?” You tried to recover your professionalism by assessing the situation.

“No, miss.”

“Then you seem to be doing better than most of the usual incidents.”

“Aye, I hope that cash is enough for this one.”

“Oh, do you happen to have more taken into consideration?”

“You have no idea.”

Much later, Beckman would confide in you that he has an unusual amount of savings prepared for any sudden incident and property destruction.

“Then I’ll leave you to it, mr. Beckman.”

“Just Beck, please. We'll be seeing each other quite often in the coming days.” He said, widening his grin.

For business, he means business. Do not read into that!

“Of course, mr… Beck. Have a nice day. We’ll deal with the wall while you are at the springs.” You answered before walking away from the door without noticing the man’s eyes fixated on your retiring form.

You may think you controlled your facial features well enough but you couldn’t hide the soft blush on your cheeks or that little gasp from the interested gaze of the Redhead’s First Mate.

.

Ten minutes later, a very flustered junior staff member was at your desk mumbling something about having been retiring the pieces of the wall from the crew’s room when something came up.

You took pity on the kid and walked to the empty room to seek the problem just to find two other staff standing at the entrance equally flustered. Your unspoken question was answered by a feminine moan coming from the other side of the slightly ajar door that led to the hot springs through which you could peek at the bright red hair of a man in a passionate embrace with a woman.

With all the composure you always have as a hospitality professional (tall, dark and serious aside), you walked to the door, closed it properly and prompted the staff to take out the rubbish and stop fussing like newbies.

.

That evening you were in much need of a break. Your shift finally ended with the return of the rest of the staff from their time off out of the island. Because of course you would have a mischievous group of sailors when you were short staffed.

Wall aside, they were just the usual big group troubles: extra moping, taking out the spare supply of towels and making an inventory of the food and drink a little earlier than usual so you were well stocked for their week. Even the drunk shenanigans were tamed in comparison to others. Guys were polite drunks if a little noisy but that was normal.

Judging by Beckman’s behavior, you expected some kind of catastrophe.

The worst was one of the guys falling and hurting his forehead a little, not enough to draw blood but Beck seemed concerned and went directly to you to ask for an ice pack…like getting out of the hot springs with just a towel at his hips kind of directly.

Eyes up, woman, eyes up!

But it was all in naught, your eyes having already made a path throughout his long legs and muscular thighs.

That he was in full dad mode making sure that his crewmate got the proper attention didn’t help either.

And that he thanked you wholeheartedly and apologized again for inconvenience by taking your hand and kissing your knuckles almost got you as flustered as the poor juniors from some hours ago.

The shift change couldn’t arrive soon enough but when they did you briefed them into the day’s events and walked away to your favorite spot on the beach, lying on a towel to unwind and enjoy the last sun rays.

The sounds of heavy steps on the sand alerted you of the presence of a person. You turned to find Beckman walking towards you, though he was coming from the phone tower. The loose yukata courtesy of the bathhouse wide opened over his chest showing off his prominent pecs and abs all the way down to his belly button…

Why on all the Blues does he have to be that effortlessly attractive?

“Apologies, miss, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He said, smiling widely. Whatever tension in him from earlier has evaporated entirely.

“No need, sir. Feeling better?” You can’t help pointing it out.

“Just Beck, please. Sir or mister makes me feel older.” He reminded you of his nickname. “Did I look so bad earlier?” He made a little gesture to the spot beside you that you answered with a little nod of your head as an invitation to accompany you.

“Right, Beck.” You relished in pronouncing his nickname for the first time while he sat next to you. “Let’s say you looked quite preoccupied when you arrived.”

“Yeah, vacation time it’s normally when I need to be more focused instead of relaxed.”

“Oh, what changed this time?”

“Captain got back his babysitter and I can finally take time for myself.” He explained lying on the sand with his arms crossed behind his head.

That had to be the redhead and the woman from earlier.

“May I inform you that your captain and his girlfriend have already traumatized half of my junior staff.”

“And I’m thoroughly sorry for that.” Beck answered not sounding sorry at all with a wide grin on his lips.

“And I’m afraid he would have to pay the toll for frolicking in public spaces.”

Beck gave you a scandalized look.

“Is that a thing?”

You gave him a mischievous one.

“Maybe…”

“One way or another, we always have to pay for something.” He added with a resigned sigh.

“Does he give you a hard time regularly?”

“You have no idea.”

“So you keep saying.” You moved to rest on your side in a manner that you know enhances the curve of your waist and hips. Thanking past you for deciding to wear your favorite bikini.

Normally it wasn’t frowned upon to get close to a guest if one was discreet and out of their shift. It wasn’t a common occurrence for you but you couldn’t deny Beckman’s appeal and that it had been some time since you found yourself this attracted to a man this fast.

“I would like to get the idea…” You whispered in a sultry voice.

Beckman’s eyes went back to your face after having traveled through your figure. Him lying on his side, one hand supporting his head, mimicking your own pose. It really has been a while since he had time for himself and he wasn’t going to reject an advance from a beautiful woman. Afer all, he had spent most of the day assessing your reactions to him, even blessing poor Roux for giving him a reason to look for you after his little fall earlier.

“Oh… And how much of an… idea would you like to get?” He asked, bringing his face closer to yours.

“As much as you’re willing to share…” You answered before closing the space between your lips.

Beck’s free hand went to your waist to get you closer to him. Your own went directly to his wide chest, finally feeling the hardness of his muscles after being subjected to their sight all day.

He interrupted the kiss to gently place you on your towel. You took advantage of having both hands free to slide his yukata over his broad shoulders and roam over his skin, feeling the muscles of his back.

“Won’t we have to pay the frolic toll, too?” Beck joked while getting his arms out of the sleeves and letting you lead him to another passionate kiss.

“I got a pass… and may be persuaded… to give you one too…” You said between kisses while guiding Beck’s strong body over yours. Man was built like a fridge and his weight over yourself felt divine. His big hands fondled your thighs and guided your legs around his hips.

“Just one?” He asked, kissing down your neck to your cleavage and starting to slided the straps of your bikini with his mouth.

“As much as you can persuade me to give you.”

Benn Beckman was set to show how convincing he could be.

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A request from the snail:

If anyone ever feels so inclined to ever write me a little gift...

...I have been feeling some kind of way about Benn Beckmann lately.

@sordidmusings @gingernut1314 @i-am-vita @writingmysanity @feral-artistry thoughts?

[alexa-yukiyu]

Do you think I can do a female child reader, where they ate the mouth mouth fruit (idk if it's an actual fruit just go with the flow 😞), the devil fruit makes the user be able make mouth of any size apron there body, they can change the teeth shape if wanted, and can talk out of the mouth, the devil fruit can consume inedible objects and hide the them like a big pocket and not like digesting it, I can just imagine them not feeling well an just throwing up a vacuum or a fridge

Beckup ( Red-Haired pirates x child!reader)

A/N I don’t want to jinx it guys but how long has the streak been going on three days? I think im back! Anyhow how you like that tittle cause im really proud of it especially once you read the chapter, you’ll get it. Also guys I see your requests I see them! Im just really behind because of the month writer’s block so im still doing requests from May so give me some time 🙏🏼

Reader here is replaced by Dokucha which stands for Reader in japanese for the enjoyment of both reader and oc character reader’s enjoyment!

Dividers by @/Drinkthesky and @/firefly-graphics

“Dokucha, I need you to come out of there so I can help you,” Hongo called out with a sigh.

“I don’t need help, Papa! I’m good!”

“Then why have you found it necessary to hide in a closet?” he deadpanned

“It’s warm and cozy in here.”

“Dokucha, get out,” he ordered as he tried pulling the closet open.

“No, I’m good.”

“Do I need to get Benn?” He warned

“...You won’t!”

“Try me, Dokucha, if you don’t come out at the count of three I am calling him .

“One”

“You’re Lying!” they cried out.

“Two,” he continued

“Uncle is busy!” they tried to reason.

“Three. Alright, I’m going to get Beck,” He called.

Dokucha frowned, hearing the fading footsteps of their father as they tried to make themselves smaller and steel their resolve before the vice Captain made an appearance

They did not have to wait long as soon after the Doctor had left, the door sounded again, and two sets of footsteps followed.

“Dokucha.” Benn’s deep voice rumbled

That was all he needed; just one word was all he needed to convey what he wanted. Dokucha’s only escape at the moment was to try to stall by playing dumb, as it was only a matter of time before Benn managed to get them out. However, it was more than likely that he would manage to get them out with only his words, knowing that they knew that only worse consequences would arise if he had to remove them from the closet forcefully.

“Y-Yes?”

“Enough of this, get out.”

“I really am okay where I am,” they nervously replied

“Out.”

“Yes sir,” they muttered as they did as they were told, sheepishly standing in front of the man, avoiding both his steely gaze and the one from their father who sat ways behind, arms crossed, a frown on his face.

“Look at me.” He called

Hesitantly, Dokucha turned their head to meet his eyes, shoulders up as they tried to shrink themselves.

“Why were you hiding?”

“…”

“Dokucha,” he sighed, crouching down in front of them.

“Listen, I’m not sure why you’re hiding. I don’t know if you think it’s because you’re in trouble or because you’re hiding something, but regardless, you need to let us know.

Yes. There will be consequences if you do what you aren’t supposed to, but ultimately, we just want to know what is wrong so we can help you.”

“Alright?”

“Okey,” they mumbled.

“Mind telling me why you were hiding?”

“I overused my ability again…”

“Dokucha, it’s the third time this week; what’s going on?” Hongo called as he stood up, walking closer

“The kids in the village said my ability was useless, so I stored all their weapons and things in my pocket dimension to show them it wasn't.

“Why are you trying to show off your ability lately?” The Doctor questioned

“Because…”

“Because?” Beckman drawled, raising an eyebrow

“Because I want to show I’m doing as much as you guys!” They cried, causing the men to look at them, shocked at the sudden outburst

“What are you on about?”

“W-well, Papa is a great Doctor and always makes sure everyone is healthy and ready to go; he’s like a wizard! Making all his concoctions for any occasion! Uncle Beckman is the backbone of the whole ship not to mention he has some superb moves.” Dokucha prattled on, using exaggerated hand movements as they praised the officer’s abilities

“But then there’s me... I’m just a glorified purse. All I can do is store things and scare people by making these pop-up,” Dokucha muttered as they extended their hand, watching as a mouth materialized on top of it.

The two men looked at each other as smiles slowly broke on their faces. Hongo let a few snickers out, catching the attention of the child.

“W-Why are you laughing! This is for real!”

“Sorry, Kid, I just found it funny that the most important member of our crew would think that way."

“How am I the most important?! If anything it would be Papa, or you Uncle Beckmann, or-or uncle Lucky he always makes sure we have energy to fight! There’s also Uncle Shanks! He is the Captain and the strongest one, too!”

“What do you think, Boss?” Hongo called out, looking behind him

“You can’t possibly think that Dokucha,” Shanks called with a small, serene smile on his face as he walked into the clinic.

“U-Uncle Shanks?”

“How about this? Can you remind me what our goal is now?” He inquired as he joined Benn in crouching down to be at their level.

“To get the one piece?”

“Yes, and can you remind me what the most important thing we need to get there is?”

“Road Poneglyphs?”

“Good job. One last one, can you tell me who keeps our Road Poneglyphs?”

“I do…” they stated, extending their hand once again and watching as a mouth once again materialized; this time, however, it began to cough, eventually spouting a stack of papers that the child grabbed, showing to the Captain.

“You are our Treasurer, Dokucha; you are the key to our goal. There are a lot of strong people out there; with enough training, anyone could become like us, but you are the only one who can do what you do, So take it from your Captain: you are essential to this crew, or do you believe me to lie?” Shanks questioned

“No Uncle Shanks”

“Atta Kid,” Shanks stated as he ruffled the child’s hair, standing up to allow Hongo to approach them.

“No one can keep our treasure safer than you can.” Hongo started as he picked them up

“Forget about the kids on the village; you are the Treasurer of the Red-haired pirates, so stand tall.”

With teary eyes, she took in all the men and the pride that shone in their eyes as they spoke their words

“Yeah!”

“What did you take from them that made you overuse your ability anyway? There’s no way those kids had weapons in them, and even if they did, it wouldn’t overwhelm your ability.”

“Oh, that reminds me,” Dokucha began as she pulled on their father’s clothes to be let down; he raised an eyebrow and placed them on the floor, watching as a mouth materialized on their stomach and began to cough something out

“C-Chairs?” Shanks Gaped

“And the tables!” Dokucha proudly stated as said items were coughed out from them

“That feels so much better,” they huffed as they stretched.

“Why did you take their tables and chairs?” Beckmann spoke, staring at the furniture wide-eyed that now crowded the clinic

“They made me lose my appetite when they said those things to me, so I made sure they lost theirs too.”

“By taking the place they eat from?”

“Mmmm!”

“Dokucha....,” Hongo sighed, pinching the branch of his nose in frustration

“What? I felt petty!”

Taglist:

@Imaginarydreams

@amethystviolin

@h0n3y-l3m0n05

@hannahbarberra162

Thought I forgot about that last part din’t you Anon? I couldn’t do a fridge but I did some other large furniture instead!

[kaivenom]

Hii, may I ask One piece dilf first reaction to having a wet dream about you? If it's not a problem could you include Benn Beckamn in this one?

Thanks

OP Dilfs reaction to having a wet dream about you

Characters: Doflamingo, Mihawk, Crocodile, Smoker, Shanks, Benn Beckman

A/N: this is pre-relationship.

Masterlist

Dracule Mihawk

He is perplexed, how can he have so little control over himself?

He refuses to jerk off but somehow he still rubs himself a little to feel some relief, and that makes him feel even more like an animal.

All day he feels like he is on a cloud, and if he has a sichibukai meeting, everyone notices it.

It's like he is there but his mind is somewhere else... obviously nobody know but his mind is on his dream about pounding you so hard that he could split your cunt open with your legs over his shoulders.

Worse if you are on the meeting, cause his gaze would accidentally follow you.

Donquixote Doflamingo

He wakes up with a moan that turns into a laugh.

He feels like the most mischiveous bastard ever and he is enjoying it.

He jerks off himself and gets thru the day as ussual, but everyone notices just how he is more smiley and flirtatious.

He keeps himself close to you all day, with a little to much physical contact.

You just think he is doing jokes on you, that today is the day that you have to put up with him and his temper.

But in reality he is trying to make you see how much he wants you, he tries to make you notice his boner and in some delusional way express affection towards you.

Sr. Crocodile

He is in a bad mood for the rest of the day.

He doesn't do anything about the boner and expects it to go soft with time.

He tries to keep his day as normal as he could but the images of you are just getting back.

He sees you on the office and inmediatly fantasize about you riding him on the office chair.

There is a period of time in his office when he is just looking at the ceiling and imagine you entering and getting on the desk ready for him.

That's why he hates dreaming about you, cause then the desire and the longing is to much to handle.

Smoker

He goes to the shower and tries to forget it, but he couldn't forget and his dick is going up and down all day.

He becomes really clumsy all day, to the point were even his subordinates tell him to stay on his chambers/office.

Very conveniently, he gets the clumsier when you are around.

Tripping over his feet, hitting his face against a door or wall, falling due to not seeing the final step on the stair, and more.

He ends up getting on the nursery and rest there a couple of hours.

Then he couldn't help it anymore and starts to slowly and painfully stroke himself, feeling a little guilty but also full of lust.

Akagami Shanks

He jerks off and then tries to rub it off by being the most comical men in the world.

You don't even know what happened but you can just confirm that Shanks will be glued to you all day and he would be all his comedian ass for the day.

Thru the day Shanks try to bury the memory of your ass from behind taking him in four by making new memories more impactful.

But he isn't really good at it cause his intentions show up unconsciously.

Awkard flirting and sexy jokes all day that are little hints.

Benn Beckmann

He smokes more than ussual.

He is so stunned and bervous about the dream that he needs to lit a cigarrette up just to calm his nerves.

He sees you and he tries to ignore you but at the same time he salivates for you, a little to obvious.

He checks you out all day, everywhere and even more when you are talking to another person.

You try to get close to him for anything and he is just standing there completely still.

You assume is just a bad mood day for him, but he is trying to hide his boner from you and trying not to take you on his lap.

[yoomiwrites]

One Piece Masterlist

: ̗̀➛ To make it easier for myself, I now have this list in which I can link all One Piece stuff. Otherwise my pinned will be too confusing.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞

✎...all works related to the marine / navy.

Sugar Rush

Reader x Kizaru (and a bit of Kuzan & Akainu)

Chapter: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22

Genre: Feel good, Comedy, fluff, a tiny bit angst & drama.

□ in progress

■ finished

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Salty Rush

Reader x Akainu

Chapter: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14

Genre: Drama, angst, a itty bitty tiny bit of smut but also fluff!

■ in progress

□ finished

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Aromatic Rush

Reader x Kuzan

Chapter: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11

Genre: Drama, Fluff, itty bitty angst, comedy

□ in progress

■ finished

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Oneshot's

Smoker x Reader: Future

✎...all works related to pirates.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Oneshot's

Benn Beckmann x Reader: Every Year

Eustass Kid x Reader: Stop moving

Shanks x Reader: Not like you. // Period Pain

Trafalgar Law x Reader: Not cute

Ace x Reader: Got the hots for you

✎...all works related to literally everybody else.

Missing Ghost

Chapter: 1 2 3 4

F!Reader x Mihawk

Genre: Drama, slow-burn romance, slight gore, implied smut, smut, angst, a tiny bit of silly comedy as well.

■ In progress

□ Finished

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Stray

F!Reader x Ichiji

■ Oneshot

□ Short Story

□ Story

Chapter: 1 2

Genre: Dark romance

□ In progress

■ Finished

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Sneaky

F!Reader x Kaku

■ Oneshot

□ Short Story

□ Story

Chapter: 1

Genre: Cheeky fluff.

□ In progress

■ Finished

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

[i-am-vita]

Beckman Bodice Ripper pt. 2

According to the poll I'm probably going to end doing two of these. That's why I wanted it to be one day but I still don't know how to use Tumblr.

Let it be said that I barely know what I'm doing here.

Thank's for voting, people!!! @fanaticsnail got her wish (it was the most voting yesterday when I started sketching and the Snail has privileges in this blog).

Tags: @sordidmusings, @gingernut1314, @cinnbar-bun, @feral-artistry, @writingmysanity, @sexc-snail, @tookawaiitoolive, @nyarlathotep-thecrawlingchaos

[sexydoffyman]

ONE PIECE MASTER LIST

requests nsfw alphabet

male reader - M

female reader - F

gender neutral reader - GN

fluff

smut

romance

angst

Comedy

Gore

Monkey D. Luffy

KISSES AND GIGGLES M

SAME DEVIL FRUIT GN/M/F

DYSMORPHIA M

READER WITH ADHD GN/M/F

YOU FELT SO MUCH PAIN BEFORE YOUR DEATH M/GN/F

SENSITIVE F

GETTING BRUISED F

Roronoa Zoro

DYSMORPHIA M

READER WITH ADHD GN/M/F

NSFW ALPHABET N, S, V, Z M

SENSITIVE F

GETTING BRUISED F

Portgas D. Ace

MY SWEET BOY M

TEASING TILL HIS BREAKING POINT M

AUTISTIC READER HCS M/F/GN

SOMNOPHILIA GN/F/M

Nico Robin

ROBIN'S PLEASURE F

NSFW HCS NAMI ROBIN VIVI M

NSFW ALPHABET N, S, V, Z M

Nami

NSFW HCS NAMI ROBIN VIVI M

NAMI X TRANS-FEM READER F

Vivi Nefertari

NSFW HCS NAMI ROBIN VIVI M

Donquixote Rosinante

MALE READER X CORAZON M

SECRET AGENT HUH? M

AUTISTIC READER HCS GN/M/F

Sabo

SABO NSFW ALPHABET (U) M/F

SABO HCS M/F/GN

SABO CAN'T STOP TALKING GN/M/F

Sanji

SANJI WITH FTM READER HEADCANNONS M

THE LADYS LOVE F

AUTISTIC READER HCS M/F/GN

SANJI'S HEART'S STRUGGLE GN/F/M

YOU MAKE ME FEEL THINGS M

NEEDY BOY M

SOMNOPHILIA GN/F/M

READER WITH ADHD GN/M/F

SENSITIVE F

GETTING BRUISED F

Shanks

NIGHT TALKS M/F/GN

SHANKS CREW REACTION TO SWEET GIRL F/GN

ANGERED F

NSFW ALPHABET A, G, N GN/F/M

FLUFF AND SMUT HEADCANNONS M

Benn Beckmann

SHANKS CREW REACTION TO SWEET GIRL F/GN

NSFW ALPHABET A, G, N GN/F/M

ARGUMENT GN/F/M

Yasopp

SHANKS CREW REACTION TO SWEET GIRL F/GN

Lucky Roux

SHANKS CREW REACTION TO SWEET GIRL F/GN

Charlotte Katakuri

AUTISTIC READER HCS M/GN/F

STRONG WIFE F

THE SAME FACE GN/F/M

UNKNOWINGLY A PROTECTOR GN/F/M

SAME DEVIL FRUIT GN/M/F

STARING GN/F/M

PIANIST F

SHE'S NOT SO WEAK F

SOMNOPHILIA GN/F/M

DRY HUMPING GN/F/M

A AND P OF NSFW ALPHABET GN/F/M

BEGGING F

STEAMY TIME M

Smoker

S/O CAN BE ANGRY GN/F/M

SICK S/O GN/F/M

SAME DEVIL FRUIT GN/M/F

PIANIST F

A AND P OF NSFW ALPHABET GN/F/M

Tashigi

S/O CAN BE ANGRY GN/F/M

SICK S/O GN/F/M

Vinsmoke Yonji

PURE FILTH F/GN/M

Sir Crocodile

LAUGHS AND FIGHTS M/GN/F

Usopp

READER WITH ADHD GN/M/F

NSFW ALPHABET N, S, V, Z M

Trafalgar D. Water Law

NSFW ALPHABET A, G, N GN/F/M

LIKE A PUPPET F

SOMNOPHILIA GN/F/M

Kuzan Aokiji

COMFORT MAN F

Donquixote Doflamingo

DOFLAMINGO X VIRGIN M!READER M

LIKE A PUPPET F

Dracule Mihawk

FLUFF AND SMUT HEADCANNONS M

Kumadori

NSFW ALPHABET FOR KUMADORI GN/F/M