#but benn will dive right in

[golgolfruit]

I like to think Benn has the only brain cell on the Red Force until Shanks does something stupid. The brain cell gets passed to Yasopp because Benn is about to do something colossally stupid in response.

[alexa-fika]

Hello! I am the anon who requested the winged!child! Dracule reader, I got so giddy when I saw your reply. And yes the red haired is fine.

Seriously your work is awesome ♡♡

Lost Birds ( Red Haired Pirates x gn!child!Dracule!Reader)

A/N: Guys Finally! After watching the screen for hours it finally hit me and I think I COOKED, also thank you anon l, you’re gonna make me blush. -Yall I fell asleep while writing that this was meant to be posted yesterday 💀

Dividers by @saradika

Yassop sat at the crow’s nest, watching over the ship as usual and looking for any danger to the Red Force; his attention diverted to bustle below him, his crew involved in their usual antics despite the dangers awaiting them upon their arrival.

He glanced at his Captain talking to his first mate; when he first announced they were to head to Marineford, he was surprised, but he never hesitated; he knew what was at stake, how much lives could be lost if this was left alone

His thoughts were quickly interrupted as a sound came from above him; his head shooting up, he promptly took out his weapon and aimed it at an approaching figure, alerting the crew below him

His eyes narrowed as a sound started being heard the closer the figure got

“What is it, Yassop?” Beckman questions from the deck

Yassop stayed silent with his weapons still drawn, his eyes carefully analysing the figure in approaching them,

“We have company,” Yassop finally responded in a calm voice.

“There!” He said shooting towards the figure

“Ah!” Dokucha exclaims quickly, diving down to avoid the shot

“Hey! Mister, that’s rude!” they exclaim, landing on the deck of the ship only to shriek at the sound of a gun being cocked right behind them

Behind them stood Benn Beckman, pointing his weapon at them the rest of the officers not far behind

“Who are you?” He inquired, the usual cigarette resting on his lips, his eyebrows raising as Dokucha turned around, his weapon lowering slightly

“You’re just a kid…wait, you’re…”

“Dokucha?” Asks Shanks, walking closer to the small child kneeling down next to them

“Uncle Shanks? Uncle Shanks!” They laugh, throwing themselves at the man

Shanks laughed, wrapping his arms around the child, who was visibly smaller than him

"It's been a while since I've seen you" he smiled, brushing their hair

“You know them, Cap?” Question Yassop climbing down from his previous spot

“Did you drink too much yassop, or did you forget their face?” Pipes Beckman

Yassop Glances at the kid for a few seconds, taking notice of the wings, quickly realizing that not only were those the source of the noise that had alerted him before but that they were too familiar to him

He turns his head around in a flash as recognition washes in his features

“This is Hawkeyes kid?!”

“Papa?” The kid questions happily hearing their father's nickname

Beckmann sighs at this

“What are you doing here?”

“Umm, Papa went somewhere, and I wanted to fly for a bit; I flew too far and got lost.”

Shanks snickers at their words, standing up and ruffling their hair

“I think your father is heading to the same place we are headed, so you are in luck.”

“You’ll take me to Papa Uncle Shanks?”

“I’ll take you to him, but be warned,” he says to the child, smiling,” It’ll probably be a bit chaotic when we get there.”

“Okay!” they exclaim, their eyes glancing at the man behind him

“Hey! You were the one shooting me!” they accused, flying towards the sniper

Yasopp laughs, watching the child make a dash at them

“I wasn’t aiming at you, it was a warning shot,” the man replies nervously

“I ‘m sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

“Don’t be hard on the poor man, Dokucha; you did take all of us off guard,” laughed Shanks

“Hmph”

“Just don’t fly too far from our ship,” he says, still ruffling their hair

“I don’t want you getting lost again.”

“Okayyy, Uncle Shanks,”

“Is this really Hawkeye’s kid?” Mutters Hongo, looking at the child

“Im Papa’s kid!” The child cheers

Hongo smiles a bit, shaking his head at the sight

“I like your wings,” he tells the child

“Thank you!” They said, spinning around and flapping their wings

“Mmhm!”

“How do you sleep without smacking your wings everywhere?”

Hongo asks with an amused smile

They gasp offended

“I know how to use them! Let me smack you with them!” They said, shooting toward the doctor

“Still as lively as ever,” Shanks laughs, taking hold of them

“Let me at them, Uncle Shanks!”

“No need for that; Hongo’s one of us,” Shanks responds, putting the child down

“Hongo is our doctor, after all.”

They pout at him

Beckmann raises an eyebrow at the child

“Do you wanna cause a fight, little one?”

“They were insulting my flying!”

Beckmann sighs in amusement at the child

“He was just asking you about your wings.”

“Oh”

He smiles and ruffles the kid's hair,

“Just don’t smack the doctor.”

Okay I admit that ending could use some work but.. yeah thats it it needs more work 😂

Taglist:

@imaginarydreams

@amethystviolin

@h0n3y-l3m0n05

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine Shanks saving you from hypothermia

You and Shanks: *get separated from the rest of the crew during a snow storm*

Shanks: *shielding his eyes from the snow and tries to yell over the howling wind* This storm is getting worse, get over here, we need to stick together. I don't want you getting lost!

You: *hears a crack under your feet* what was that!

Shanks: Fuck, we're wandered onto ice! Move very slowly, and grab my hand!

You: *falls through the ice when you reach for his outstretched hand*

Shanks: No! *Dives into the water after you, and pulls you from the icy depths and looks around* damn it, we need to find shelter!

You: Look over there, there's a cabin!

Shanks: Good eyes kid, let's get a moving. *Activates his armament haki, and wades through the snow and carries your frozen form in his arms*

When he gets you through the door

Shanks: *looks down and notices that your lips, nose, and fingertips are starting to get discolored from the cold, and your eyes are unfocused* oi oi, stay with me kid!

You: it's hot *starts to pull off your coat*

Shanks: *jumps into action and throws you onto the couch, and races to get a fire lit, breaking furniture to use as kindling*

You: *has already pulled off almost every article of wet clothing*

Shanks: *pulls his own clothing off and piles the cushions from the couch in front of the fire place* come ere you

You: *slaps his hands away* no it's too hot to cuddle.

Shanks: you little brat, fine, you leave me no other choice. *Fishes through a linen closet and pulls out a bunch of blankets. Most of which he uses to make a little nest, and one he wraps you up in like a burrito, and drags you to to the spot he prepared in front of the fire and gets on top of you. So you are trapped between him and a bunch of pillows.*

You: *struggles against him* Let me go, you big idiot.

Shanks: *gently bites your palm as you press your hand against his face*

You: *yanks your hand away and whines* get off of me you big jerk.

Shanks: I need you to trust me, when I say this really is in your best interest.

You: but

Shanks: Please

You: *sulks* fine

Shanks: atta girl *pulls off your underwear set and throws them over his shoulder as he gets comfortable on top of your shivering form.*

A few hours later

You: *wakes up feeling the drastic and uncomfortable difference between your cold body, and your sweltering surroundings, and opens your eyes in an unfamiliar place* hmm what happened?

Shanks: *lifts his head off your chest and looks down at you* finally awake, huh?

You: captain? Where are we?

Shanks: At an old hunting cabin, you fell through the ice and passed out.

You: what ice?

Shanks The ice of the frozen lake we accidentally stumbled on, but it's nothing to worry about. We'll reunite with the rest of the crew in a few days. They'll actually probably find us first... Anyway, how are you feeling? *Absentmindedly rubs his knuckles against your chest*

You: *gasps did you undress me?!

Shanks: *chuckles* didn't need to, practically couldn't get you to keep them on soon as I started building the fire. But they needed to come off anyway, they were wet, as were mine.

You: *realize what that means and is very self-conscious*

Shanks: *sees right through you.* You have nothing to worry about dear, you're beautiful, and I am not going to do anything without permission, at least nothing beyond keeping you warm.

You: ... You're heavy

Shanks: *snorts* Pouting was not the reaction I was expecting. *Hooks an arm under you and flips the two of you over, so you were resting on his chest.*

Two hours later

Shanks: I'm hungry.

You: I had some rations in pack, they should still be good if they didn't get wet.

Shanks: *slides out from under you and walks over to the couch where your clothes are, unabashed of his nudity.* Sweet, it's dry.

Benn: *bursts through the door* Boss!

Shanks: oh hey buddy

Benn: *sees his nude captain, and you, covering yourself by the fire,* I'm sorry, I'll come back later *slowly closes the door*

You: you're misreading the situation! Shanks go get him.

Shanks: *laughing too hard*

[count-alucard-tepes]

Your fav OP Hotties are pretty large and tall, what are the chances they’ll accidentally trip over their S/O who is shorter (AKA average height by normal human standards) or their smol own kid(s) if not careful/in a hurry/not paying attention?

Kizaru ✨

He’s the clumsy type and tends to trip over his kids all the damn time but he usually uses his devil fruit powers to move to another spot in an instant or just hits the ground with a loud thud. His kids think it’s pretty funny.

Akainu🌋

His kids love trying to tie their father up and he usually is able to get out of their ‘net’ but there’s been a few times when his big feet got caught up and he’d hit the floor with a loud thud usually followed by his kids jumping on top of him and giving him hugs and kisses. He just lays there and sighs in annoyance before putting his kids in air jail.

Ryokugyu 🌱

This guys probably trips on the plants he has everywhere let alone his S/O or kids. Then he’ll be pissed and ranting about who left that there when he knows goddamn well, he did.

Sir Crocodile 🐊

He tripped over his kid when they started crawling as he didn’t see them as he was walking and he fell face first. From then, he tied a bell to his child so he could hear them moving and also started looking at the floor as he walked.

Doflamingo Donquixote 🦩

He tripped while trying to walk all cool but then his child ran right in front of him causing him to scream at the suddenness and fell just like his brother did. His glasses got smashed and he was angry all day. He had his kid wrapped in string, hanging from the ceiling until he cooled down.

Benn Beckman 🔫

He was playing with his kids in the countryside when they decided to play some tricks on him and pretended one of them was injured. Benn was frantically looking around when one of the little ones wrapped themselves around his legs and dropped him to the ground. It took him some time to realize what was going on before he realized everyone was okay and burst out into laughter, it had been a while since he panicked that much. He did promise them not to tell their mother what happened though.

Katakuri Charlotte 🍡

His kids have the tendency to play pranks on him thanks to their uncles. So when he is taking a nap, his kids would tie his shoe laces together and then start screaming from downstairs. This would lead to him getting up in a fright and trying to run down to them but falling down. Ever since, he uses his foresight to see if it’s an emergency or they are pranking him.

Killer🔪

Usually Killer has the best reflexes when he’s fighting and what not but when he’s being chased by his kid around the house, he tends to slip and slide, falling down and hitting the floor with a thud. It hurts like hell but he loves hearing his kid laughing so he doesn’t mind the pain.

Kaido🐉

Since his child is so little compared to him, just trying to grab them and cuddle them lovingly but it’s him dodging and diving, hitting the floor or knocking his head on walls. He has it rough being so damn tall.

King👑

He was trying to teach his child how to fly and he would always be there to catch them when ever they don’t get it right but there was a time while they were supposed to be taking a break…when his child decided to jump off the roof and try to fly. This resulted in King bolting out and sliding across the ground on his back just before his child hit the ground! He had never been so scared in his entire life! That was the first time he shouted at his child and grounded them, he was so angry.

Queen 👑

His child has a lot of toys which include those damn little legos! When he was getting ready to go into town, he was looking for his kid to say goodbye but he ended up stepping on a Lego and squealed in pain before hopping around and tripped over his kid. He was KOed for a moment only to be awoken by his child happily bouncing on his belly.

[raphyart]

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[ikkaku-of-heart]

@waxgentleman asked: Mr 3 has a judging gaze as he takes a single sip from his tea, snickering immediately after as he can't hold himself anymore. ❝ How diiiiiiid you accidentally send him a au nature photo? Younger people these days work at the speed of light huh. ❞ (( Benn JIOSJDAIDJPAJ )) Prompts for teasing a friend with a crush/new relationship (Always Accepting!)

Ikkaku was actually blushing a deep, ruby red with embarrassment. She couldn't even blame Mr. 3 for judging her on this. Gods, she'd really done a stupid this time and while yes, she had been tipsy, that didn't absolve her of any blame. If anything that made it even more mortifying. Mostly because she really should have been able to hold her liquor better and not made such a potentially foolish decision.

Gods, why did she have to send a risque pic to Benn Beckman of all men? If she'd sent it to one of her past, younger lovers, she wouldn't have cared so much. But Benn was different. He was mature. He didn't do the stupid stuff guys closer to her age tended to do. Sure, Ikkaku relished playing the brat, but she didn't want him to see her as childish. And sending him a topless photo, even if she had, as she recalled, looked damn hot, was not her most mature move.

"Ok, so sending him a photo wasn't an accident, but I hadn't meant to send him that particular photo!" she argued, burying her face in her hands as she endured Mr. 3's rightful snark. Her cheeks felt hotter than the steaming cup of tea that sat before her. "I was feeling sexy and wanted to tease him so I took a few photos of myself in my underwear, and...then I decided to go a little further just because. I meant to send him one of the other pics. I didn't realize he'd gotten the topless one until after I'd sent it off and I looked through the photos again."

It was tempting to bang her head against the coffee table, or beg Law to have the Tang dive under the ocean for the next ten years and not come up until hopefully Benn had all but forgotten Ikkaku. But the latter wasn't feasible, and the former wouldn't do anything to help.

There was one thing that might, though - the man currently judging her.

Sitting up, Ikkaku stared at Mr. 3. "Alright, Mr. Butler. Since your contract with Mihawk also means I'm your vice-boss, I'm ordering you to go to track down the Red Force and intercept that letter before Benn can find out about it. You'll replace it with one of the underwear pics." She wouldn't deny the man a sexy pic of her, but lingerie was better than nudity in her mind. Or at least more mature.

[naviculariis]

If, for some weird reason, either link ever breaks, here is the FULL muse list.

Below a cut bc I'm not a monster.

PRIMARY MUSES

→Dracule Mihawk

→Eustass “Captain” Kidd

→Massacre Soldier Killer

→Nefertari Vivi

→Nico Robin

→Penguin

→Rob Lucci

→Shachi

→Shanks

SECONDARY MUSES

→Benn Beckman

→Iceberg

→Heat

→Paulie

→Nami

→Blackleg Sanji

→Wire

ORIGINAL CHARACTERS

→Vasille “Necromancer” Albescu [ PRIMARY ]

→Captain Astoria “Nachteis” Wyvernhill [ SECONDARY ]

→Captain Malekai “Wolf of the Sea” Kuznetsov [ TERTIARY ]

ON REQUEST

→Dive

→Black Leg Sanji

→Tony Tony Chopper

→Nefertari Cobra

→Izou

→Thatch

→Blueno

→Kalifa

→Kaku

NPCs

→Crew of the Tombstone Pirates

Vasille’s crew:

Captain: Iris “Tombstone” Karim

Second Mate: John C.

Navigator: Orion Karim

Gunner / Carpenter: Roy H.

Sails Master: Nemeria “Gravedigger” Karim

Doctor: Ronan O'Byrne

Crew: Raven, Morpheus

→Crew of the Crimson Grace

Malekai’s Crew

Right Hand, Assassin: Kaith

Quartermaster: Hestia

First Mate: Ilya

Second Mate: Ivan

Navigator: Arlo

Boatswain: Olivia

Carpenter: Jack

Surgeon: Nathaniel

Gunners: Krys, Tylse

→Sabryna “Death Witch of the South Blue”

A person from Vasille’s past of whom he did not part well with. Devil Fruit user. Fortune teller.

[eusuntgratie]

Okay updates on my hockey ~descent~

I've been reading a bit of bennguin and that was pretty good, I've been looking at some vids and I swear when Tyler got into a fight after someone took a cheap shot at Jamie 😭 like why do I care so much about that?? Anyway I have also just finished reading closed fracture by lightgetsin and it was so lovely <3 so looking for some more recs for sidgeno if you have them! (also why are there (((( all over the place sometimes? I've seen a few in fics and in tweets?) I do really like the Penguins logo and jerseys so maybe I'll follow them closer when things get moving a bit more, its the off season now right? Some other ships I'm a fan of is sterek from teen wolf, Sirius/Remus from hp, Macdennis from iasip, steve/bucky - just pretty basic ones lel 😬

oooooh i'm so excited to answer this okay okay. thank you for the update i love this!

tyler seguin is everyone's favorite slutty bisexual. go bananas in his tag (just #tyler seguin or #seguin) on tumblr and you'll find some great shit. that ship doesn't get as much attention anymore bc benn isn't fandom's favorite. i don't know enough about the stars to know all the reasons, but he did a very dirty and unneccessary hit on the vegas golden knights captain in the playoffs this year and that was enough to make me not like him. i can rec some stars blogs if you want - they are a great team with a solid fandom presence and a lot of young amazing players. and they have seggy :)

um, if you love boys being overprotective on the ice, i can definitely give you some pens moments but ALSO you should look into tknp (travis konecny/nolan patrick). i think i have a #protective tk tag on here you can browse bc the boy goes batshit insane anytime someone touches his boy. one of the big reasons a lot of us fell for that ship. you don't have to be a flyers fan to love them; tk is a fandom darling bc he's so tiny and fighty and wonderful.

also, any decent player is very protective of their goalie, so if you love that dynamic, you might enjoy some defenseman/goalie pairings or there's just some fun clips and gifs out there. i'll try to reblog some stuff for you. give my poor followers a break from the rwrb posting and tzp thirst 😂

DON'T GET ME STARTED ON SIDGENO OH GOD. okay i'll reblog a few posts for them because the things they say about each other are just. alright. you're in love. we get it. okay.

King and Lionheart is the fic that made me fall for sidgeno. There is an excellent podfic available as well.

I could give you a billion sidgeno recs and writers and blogs to follow. What kind of fic do you like? Fluff? Whump? PWP? Kink? ABO? Monsterfuckery? Sidgeno is the most popular hockey rpf ship at least by numbers on ao3; we got it all, baby! I read a lot of angst and porn, so I don't want to throw a bunch of recs at you without knowing what you like :)

((( and )))))))) are russian smileys... so you're probably reading Geno texting. So instead of texting (or tweeting - you can see these in some of his old tweets): i'll be there soon :) he would text i'll be there soon )))

we ARE in the offseason but hockey comes back (relatively) soon. preseason games (exhibition games that don't count towards playoff standings) start at the end of september and the season kicks off in October. The Penguins season opener is vs the Chicago Blackhawks which should be a VERY fun game to watch, bc Chicago drafted Connor Bedard this year, one of the best hockey prospects since Sid himself. Bedard is insanely talented and we are all very eager to see how he does in the NHL. Sid was Bedard's favorite player growing up (he is so many players' favorite player growing up) and they've met and they are both very sweet boys and anyway it will be an interesting game.

Stucky was my first ship since really diving into fandom and I spent a ton of time in Teen Wolf fandom! There's a ton of teen wolf on my ao3, mostly sterek, but i mostly write hockey these days.

feel free to keep sending me questions! there's a lot to learn when you first dive into hockey but i love the sport and love this fandom!!

[yumiikyo]

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[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Hi Valval,

What would Marco, Law and Benn Beckman think about a female reader who like to swim and to free dive whenever they are, please ?

That must be complicated to do on the Polar Tang 😆

Thank you, I hope you have fun doing this

A/N: Hello my love <3 I will gladly do so d^-^b Fun Fact I used to be on the swim team and water polo team in high school. I hope you enjoy my dear a pleasure as always <3

Law, Marco and Benn with fem read who like to swim and free dive.

Law

-Being under sea for so long surround by water the sea life swimming freely no care in the world and stuck on a hot sub. When the sub finally rise to the top you were the first to get out. Feeling the breezy hitting your clammy skin.

"You were impatient." Law said looking at you.

"well being in a hot sub for almost a week could drive ya crazy." you began to unzip your uniform walking to the rail.

"What are you doing _____" his eyes followed you.

"I need to cool off." you took your uniform off leaving you in a thin tank top and under garments. Climbing on the rail you jumped off the rail into the body of water

"_______ what the hell!" Law was a bit flustered to see you undress then jumping in the water. "_______ get up here at once that's an order." he walked over to the rail you were coming up from the water moving your hair to the back.

"This feels so good." you smiling face looked up at him. His eye twitched just a bit.

"Fine get eaten by a shark." He turned around to see some of the crew member blushing. They must have seen you undress then jump in. "What are you all staring at."

"We totally forgot _____ was a woman for a moment."Penguin said he was a blushing mess

"Captain you are one lucky man there." Shachi said.

"Shut up. This woman is going to be the death of me one day I'll tell ya that." Law said rubbed his temple.

"Stop being a drama king!" You yell out.

Benn

"I highly doubt you could bet me in a swim." Benn he held his cigarette laughing

"Well let's see I may be shorter than you don't under estimate me." you pinned you hair up you had a confident smile.

"I would listen to the woman now Benn. Even though she is not as tall as us she can still keep up with us." Shanks said leaning against the Boulder.

You were a bit competitive by nature. "Come on one little race won't hurt ya."

"Very well." Benn said getting up. Some on the crew followed to see this swim battle.

"First one to swim to the booey and back wins bragging rights." Shanks said.

A you heard the word "go" you dove in perfectly. Both you and Benn were both neck and neck making it to the booey. Been seen your fingers gliding through the water. The way you dove back into the water as your hands were infront of your then coming back up to breath. He was amaze at your ability he seen how you didn't put a lot of effort in at your hands pushed through the water you were moving pretty fast. Now deciding to finish this you began to kick faster in the water. You eventually past him being the first to come back to the shore. Both catching your breath as he got back as well.

"Told ya." you hands on your hip talking a deep breath.

"Okay you got bragging rights babe. Are you sure you're not part fish now?" he tease.

Marco

"This is kinda high ______ don't cha think yoi?" Marco said to you bring you to the top the top of the cliff.

"This is perfect. I will be fine." Giving him a cheeky smile.

"Just so you remember if something happens to you in the water I can help yoi.

Hesitant at first Marco left to the bottom of the cliff. He look up at you from the high cliff . Stepping back you began to run taking a leap off the cliff. Marco heart stopped for a moment he seen you jump off the cliff you began doing from flips then a a few spins before you dove into the the water. Marco even though he was worried he was still blown away by your ability to do that. coming up from the water. you swam back to him. He crouch to the edge of the water where you swam. "What did you think."

"You sure surprised the hell out of me yoi." Marco said. "You learned al that on your home island now?" he asked

"Yeah us kids you to jump off cliffs in a river all the time during the summer days... I wish you could join me."

"Same here but I cant unfortunately but I can enjoy watching you that's more than enough for me."

[ana-benn]

Chubbs

Warnings: Jamie Benn, male insecurities manifesting as possessiveness, self-body shaming, it'll probably be a bit smutty....

A companion piece to Insecure.

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There was something amiss with your husband. You didn't know exactly what that was, but you only had a few more weeks until training camp so you hoped it would be a brief thing. That had been a vain hope after two weeks if him sulking through the house. Always grabbing a kid and finding an excuse to be elsewhere. If you had to identify it you could guess maybe he felt a little neglected this summer.

First you'd had family around, celebrating birthdays and what not, then you'd had to deal with a fussy teething baby and a jealous toddler, now Tyler had moved in temporarily because he was having his floors replaced. Something about a burst water heater. It was a far cry from a few years ago when you and Jamie would've gone traveling, and hanging out with friends. He was finally dealing with the family-man lifestyle and you could only figure he wasn't loving where it left him sometimes.

To be honest you didn't always love it either. You missed just picking up and going to watch him play in the middle of a long road trip, but pouting about not getting quality time was a bit much. It was just where you were with two little kids, and responsibilities to friends and family. Not to mention it had killed your sex life the last few weeks.

You decided naptime would be the perfect time to talk to Jamie, so after putting the boys down for their nap, and making sure Tyler had gone home to check in on the progress, you slipped into a bikini and went to meet Jamie poolside. You knew that's where he would be, since that's where you'd left him after Wyatt's swim lesson. He'd stayed outside reading when you'd taken the boys upstairs for nap time. It was a routine when he was home that he handled sleep schedules, but he'd let you sleep in this morning managing breakfast solo so you took the nap shift.

"Hey mister, can I join you?" You joked sitting next to him on a lounger.

"Huh, yeah of course," he mumbled not really looking up from his phone.

You began applying sun tan lotion, hoping the movement would get him to look at you, but when it didn't you nudged him with the bottle, "Babe, help me with my back?"

He looked almost wary as he took the bottle, and helped put lotion on your back. You let out a soft moan at the feel of the cool lotion, mixed with his rough hands. You felt him falter, before he quickly finished and went back to his phone.

You rolled your eyes at that, "What are you doing, Jame?"

"Just reading some stuff the trainers sent over," he said. "Wanna get ready for training camp."

About that time Tyler showed up, pulling his shirt off and plopped down on the other side of Jamie, "Mom, Dad I'm home!"

You laughed, but didn't miss the slight eye roll from your husband. You filed that information away, as Tyler started going into a dialogue about how his repairs were going. Somewhere in that Jamie just stood up and walked inside.

"Sorry Tyler, he's usually a much better host," you apologized watching your husband's retreating back.

"Eh, I get it I'm probably overstaying my welcome. I can get a hotel, so long as your good with watching the dogs. I don't think they'll be allowed," he mused.

"Nonsense, I'm going to go talk to him. You're not going anywhere, we said you could stay until your house was livable and we meant it," you scolded. "Just...maybe, if you hear the baby could you grab him?" You waited for his nod before leaving the baby monitor with him and going in search of Jamie.

You found him in your bedroom, laying back on the bed with his arm over his eyes. You took him in for a moment before shutting the door quietly behind you. When Jamie didn't move you decided to just dive right in.

You moved next to him and sat on the edge of the bed, "What's going on Jamie?" You asked softly.

"Nothing, just.... Nevermind it's nothing," he sighed out.

"You just walked away from your best friend mid-conversation, I don't think that's nothing," you pressed gently.

"If his feelings matter so damn much why don't you go out there with him. You're not usually his type, but he's been known to make exceptions," Jamie spit out bitterly.

"Okay, what the fuck Jamie!"

The silence that followed had you going to your dresser, pulling on a pair of shorts and a tank top, "You wanna sit here and sulk, fine! But don't accuse me of that, we both know that's not the kind of girl I am." Before you could reach the door he was on you, pulling your small frame into his body.

"No, then what kind of girl are you?" He mumbled into your neck before move up to kiss you roughly. You denied him entrance for a moment, but a rough nip caused you to gasp allowing him in.

"I asked you a question baby," he growled out as he let you up for air. Pushing you back onto the bed with softer hands than his tone should've allowed.

"I....I'm," you're response was cut off by Jamie pushing your shirt off to reveal your stomach, finally back to it's pre-baby flatness, peppering you with tender kissed mixed with sharp nips along your skin. You whimpered as he used the time to push the shorts off your body as well, pushing your bikini bottoms to the side and running a finger up your slit.

"Come on sweetheart, you can do it," he mocked lightly.

"Jamie, please," you cried out. The absence of his body over yours for weeks mixed with his teasing touches leaving you overwhelmed.

"Tell me what kind of girl you are, and I'll get you what you want," he compromised.

"I'm your girl," you spit out, as he plunged a finger in your core.

"You are, you're my girl baby, don't forget that," he praised. "Now you're going to cum for me, just like this and then I'm going to fuck you right here."

He kept thrusting his fingers into you, adding in a thumb rubbing against you clit, "Eyes on me." He commanded as you fell apart against his fingers.

You barely had time to gather yourself before he had his cock inside of you. You groaned at the feeling of him sliding home, as he leaned into you neck releasing a small groan of his own. After a couple of testing thrusts into you he resurfaced.

"That's my girl," he grunted out. "Feel how well you fit around my cock? This pussy was made for me."

You moaned out at his words, only able to lift your hips to meet his thrusts. "Say it," he commanded with a sharp thrust.

"M...my pussy was made for you," you whimpered out.

"Whose girl are you?" His voice was demanding and rough.

"Your's!" You were rewarded with a rough thrust of his hips, encouraging you.

"I'm all yours Jamie," you whispered in his ear. "No one else gets to touch me like this. No one else gets to fuck me."

His hips never stopped after that as he shoved you over the edge, crying out as you came around him. He pounded you through your orgasm and buried his rough, bearded face into your neck. His nips and sucking would mean a dark hickey, but you couldn't care in that moment. His fingers found your nub again as he worked you up to bring you over the edge one more time before he painted your walls with thick ropes of cum.

You stayed like that for a little while. Just stroking his hair as he kissed and nipped at your skin, "You ready to talk about it?" You asked.

Jamie sighed readjusting so you were next to him, his arm around your waist, "You know how I didn't really start working out until I got drafted? I made it to the stars and a few of this guy's would chirp me about being a little chubby. Whatever it was just guy stuff, I started working out and I got a nickname. I never really felt insecure about it, until Tyler started walking around my damn house shirtless. All I could think about was that every girl seems to prefer that and I don't compare. Isn't that just pathetic? I'm jealous like a thirteen year old girl," he confessed.

"I don't prefer that," you replied. "I prefer the guy who is home to help with the kids, and always down for mexican food," You moved to straddle him. "I like that you don't spend hours a day at the gym, so you can come home and read to the boys. I like that you give the best warm hugs, and you always know when I need to cuddle. I love you Jamie Benn, not some hyper-sexualized professional athlete."

He kissed you at that, and grinned, "Didn't you make me fuck you in full gear once?"

"Shhhh," you pressed your fingers to his lips. "We're not going to talk about that."

"Fine then we're going swimming, it's hot as hell," he laughed pulling you downstairs, insecurities forgotten. You grinned at him as you just enjoyed his energy.

It was good to have your husband back.

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Bitten

Pairing: Vampire!Shanks x AFAB!reader

Warnings: NSFW, biting, this got graphic fast, doggie, oral (fem receiving) P in V, fingering, cum drinking, squirting, feeding, groping, aftercare, overstimulation,

It was the night of the full moon, and it wasn't just any full moon, it was a blood moon. Most of the red hair pirates had gone to bed, in fear of a superstition that the blood moon was an ill omen that brought out the monsters in men's hearts. Only you, Shanks and Benn were awake past lights out to view the celestial spectacle.

"Careful there sweetheart, you might not want to lean on the railing right now. One stray wave, and you'll go straight into the drink." Benn rumbled from his lounge chair on by the mast.

You stood up straight and grumbled, "I've fallen overboard before, and you didn't have a problem bringing me back up."

"Yeah, but that was during the daytime when we could see, if you fall in and don't come up then you are as good as gone." Benn retorted, flicking the ash off the tip of his cigarette into the breeze. "And when the rest of the crew was awake to help."

You rolled your eyes playfully, "fine, fine," and strolled over and plopped down on the couch Shanks was sitting on. The red head wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled your back against his side. Shanks kissed the crown of your head and mumbled, "wise choice love, we wouldn't want to wake the crew, or worst lose you."

Your hands gripped his forearm as you got into a comfortable position. The warmth of his body seeped into your skin as you relaxed against him.

"If you were gone, I'd have to find someone else to tease for my amusement." Shanks added, before his lips danced over your neck. A shrill squeak ripped from your throat at the tickling feeling, you tried to escape him, but the tightly muscled arm around you just tightened.

"Benn! Help me." You whined, "Your boss is being mean to me."

"You're fine, he doesn't bite... Well t least not often," Benn replied, leaning back in his chair and taking a drag off the cigarette held between his fingers.

You glared at him out of the corner of your eye and growled, "he might not, but I do." You twisted behind you and sink your teeth in Shanks's neck. The tall man groaned, "oh fuck, darling." His hand slide down and squeezed your breast, making you moan around the mouthful of his hot skin. His breath fanned over your shoulder as a chuckle rumbled in his chest, "I didn't know you liked biting, I must admit that I usually prefer to be the one doing the biting, but don't mind indulging you."

"If you two are going to go any further, fuck off to your own room, and let me enjoy this night by myself." Benn growled.

Shanks chuckled, "so you don't want to watch? How unlike you, but fine." He shifted his hold around you and picked you up. Purely out of spite you refused to release your bite, as he carried you below deck. He kicked open the door to his room, the carmine colored moon light poured in from the large bay windows, making your partner's usually very cozy room quite eerie. As he made his way over to the large bed in the center of the room, the smell of your captain flooded your nose making you quite giddy. Shanks plopped both of you down onto his plush bed. "Are you gonna let go, love?" Shanks huffed, dragging you to the head of the bed. When you didn't let go, Shanks's hand dove up your shirt, and he yanked on your nipple. The yelp he pulled from you allowed him to pull away, he reared up and sat on his heels. His brown eyes took in your form, before focusing on your chest. He pushed your shirt up until it bunched at your collar bone and circled his thumb in a soothing manner over the bud he had been rough with.

"There we go, now my turn." Shanks purred before diving at your chest, nipping and sucking at the skin around your areola. His stubble leaving a pleasant burning sensation in his wake that made heat pool between. You gasped and squirmed, trying to rub your thighs together for some relief when Shanks pried your legs apart and laid himself between them. "Oh no, no, no, you don't get to pleasure yourself, only I get that honor." Shanks whispered as he rested his chest against yours, sinking you deeper into the crimson covers of his bed. He hummed in amusement as he trailed his nose from your chest up to your neck and his hand gripped your wrist and pinned it above your head.

"Shanks, please kiss me." You panted, while trying to tilt your hips, so you could grind against his stomach.

The look he gave you was almost feral, but he made no move to kiss you. "There's something I've been meaning to tell you..." He said, suddenly quite serious, all traces of lust gone from his voice. "Bust I'm worried it might scare you off."

You scoffed, "darling, I've seen you behead a man, there are very few things that you could tell me that would scare me off."

"Even if I told you I'm not human anymore?" He asked, "and that I need something besides normal food to survive?"

You frowned, and searched his eyes only to find that no deceit in them. "What do you need to survive?"

A hesitance overtook your brave companion, giving him pause before he responded, "blood."

"I still love you even if you are a vampire, because you're still you..." you cooed, finger combing his hair back with your free hand, before adding, "wait is that right, you're a vampire?"

He let out a relieved shuddering breath, and nodded his head.

"But why tell me about this now?" You asked, "are you hungry, is that it?"

Shanks shook his head momentarily before cocking it to the side and replying, "Well, I ate on the island, but I'm still feeling a little peckish. And while normally I would ignore it, this blood moon is making it hard to ignore."

You giggled, "So what you're telling me is you want a dessert, baby?"

He grinned and pressed a kiss to the column of your throat, as he replied, "absolutely, and I figured you would be delectable."

"Perhaps, but don't you think I'd be even better after a few orgasms? When my blood would be a cocktail of hormones?" You sighed, trailing your fingers from his hair, down to his jaw, and lifting his chin to make him look at you. As he gazed up at you his pupils widened before narrowing into a slit like a cat's eyes and red flooded his iris.

A low growl rumble shook his chest, making your own rib cage vibrate. "I don't know, but I'd love to try it out."

"Then get to work," You commanded softly, and pecked a gentle kiss onto his chapped lips.

Shanks lunged forward, slamming his kips to yours while his hand gripped the collar of your shirt and tore it down the middle. And before you could complain he huffed, "relax, I'll buy you new ones," before parting your lips with his tongue.

You slid your trousers off for him because you did not want them ripped. "No panties or bra tonight? What a naughty thing you are." Shanks quipped as he pulled away, to undress himself. You decided then to tease him, and dipped your hand between your legs, running your fingers through your folds and around your clit. He hungrily watched you lift your hand to show him how wet they were. He stumbled over his pants crawling back on the bed, trying to get back on the bed. Shanks kicked them off as he shoved your fingers into his mouth. Laving his hot tongue around each digit to suck them clean.

You used your other hand to take a handful of his hair and guide his head between your legs. Shanks did not need any more encouragement to latch his mouth onto your clit, sucking like his life depended on it. When you gasped out his name, he moved down to your sopping cunt, and lapped up as much of your slick as possible. His tongue greedily dipping inside you, sucking gently as your walls to drink up more of what you had to offer. Shanks's eyes remained locked on your face the entire time, making sure you could see him swallowing.

As his jaw grew tired, he pulled away, and replaced his mouth with his hand. Stroking your clit with rough pad of his thumb while his long fingers scissored and curled inside of you. Shanks watched you with rapt attention as he wound the coil in your stomach tighter and tighter. "Come on, come on, give me something to drink love." He barked, while you bucked up into his hand.

"It's close!... But not enough. I need both!" You cried, digging your nails into the wooden head of the bed.

A rough growl bubbled in his throat, before he latched his mouth over your clit and shook his head while thrusting his fingers into the spongy wall that always made your toes curl. The coil in you suddenly snapped, but pressure kept building inside you. You wailed out as every nerve in you sang in pleasure, bucking your hips uncontrollably until the pressure in you burst, all over Shanks's face. He quickly cupped his mouth over your cunt as you squirted, gulping down your cum like he hadn't drunk in a month.

When your head stopped spinning, allowing you to regain awareness, Shanks was kissing his way up your belly. He hummed, "And now for the main course," and suddenly the world spun around you, and you were now face down in his sheets. His big hands gripped your hips, and he hauled you, so you were ass up. Shanks guided his fat cock between your folds, and stroked himself to make sure he was well lubricated. He ignored your pleas of urgency, as he gripped the base of his dick and slapped the sticky head against your clit. "Patience love, wouldn't want to hurt you one accident." He purred, before pushing himself inside. The stretch made you gasp his name, and arch your back for him more.

"Go ahead and set the pace darling," Shank ordered, hands gripping your hips and urging you backwards. And set the pace you did, leaning back on your knees and putting your back into slapping your hips against his. He eventually started to meet you halfway, with thrusts of his own. It didn't take him long to pull another explosive orgasm out of you, one that didn't stop. Each one of his thrusts had you gushing and clenching around him. You were absolutely cock drunk, and unable to do more than let him use you like a cock sleeve, and babble things like declarations of love and praise him for how good he was fucking you. Which shifted as his thrusts grew sloppier, to please for him to fill you with his cum.

Your cries were cut off when he wrapped his hand around your neck, and he hauled you up on your knees. Each thrust was harder than the last, as he got closer to his own orgasm. Finally, cumming when his fangs sinking into the soft flesh of your neck as he released his load deep inside you. Your eyes rolled back, and you came again, as you felt his warmth spread in what you could swear was your womb. His hips still pumping into you, to milk what was left of his orgasm. You could hear him gulping down your blood, as you rode out the aftershocks of pleasure that wracked your body. When Shanks felt full, he pulled away and let you go, unaware how lost in the sauce you were. That is until he watched you fall forward, into the puddle of your own cum that had formed on his sheets. He smirked as you slowly slid off his cock, and cum around nothing, releasing a gush of fluid and cum.

"Are you good?" He asked, sliding his hand up your back in what he thought was a soothing manner. Only for you to arch away from his touch with a whine. "Was it that good?"

"Yes, and I'm still sensitive." You panted, trying to crawl away from him.

Shanks pulled you back under him, and pushed away the damp hair that stuck to your forehead. "is there anything I can do for you?"

"Water." You groaned hoarsely, "Fuck my mouth is dry."

"I imagine, I'll be right back" Shanks chuckled.

"Put on pants!"

"No."

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[dilftraviskonecny]

Okay legit need to vent to someone and I feel like you are my best option for reasons I’ll explain later.

So last year my sister got into hockey...like deep dived...like she actively follows 11 teams now, listens to at least 4 podcasts on it, and two daiy hockey youtubers. And we are not a sporty family so it literally was SO out of the left field for me (and our parents).

So being the supportive little sister I am, I always listened to her hockey ramblings, ask her about her teams and who are playing today. But about a month ago, I personally have started to get into hockey but I haven’t told her yet, and I’m not planning on anytime soon.

Because ever since I was a kid I have been swept up into her interests, first concert I ever went? A band that she kept constantly playing in the car until I liked them. Last musical I listened to? One that she (maybe inadvertly) made me feel guilty about saying no to listening to it that I caved. First podcast I got into? Her recommendation. And I could just go on and on.

But I wouldn’t have a problem with it if she was open to my interests as well. Like a few months after I started listening to BTS I planned on showing her a few songs. Buf right when I started the first song she. completely. shut. down. It didn’t even seem like she was giving them a chance.

Anyway, so I was pretty mad at myself for getting sucked up in another one of her interests that I really don’t want to tell her. The problem with that is I REALLY want to share my experiences of acting like I don’t know about the Flyers or Stars. But I can’t on Tumblr since she I feel like she sees everything on the respective tags.

So that’s why I picked you...because you don’t tag your asks and you’re an ARMY.

But I can not stress how much fun for me when she’ll “Well, there is this one guy who some how smacked himself against the side without his feet touching the ground.” And in my head I already know that’s TK (She actually talks about him a lot which I never knew since she’ll usally just starts a story with “A player on ____ team...”). At the start of my fasination I really wanted to know more about Jamie Benn but was too lazy to do my own research/I knew my sister would tell me the most interesting facts. So I was like “So I saw a picture of a guy with and without a bear and with a beard he was SO much more attractive (which I do believe) but I have no idea who he is...I think he was wearing a green jersey?” And it worked. But I think my favorite thing that has happened so far is that we both read on ao3 and I gave her this summary of a hockey fic that I just read but told her that it was from the BTS fandom, and she went “Wow there is a hockey fic just like that, I wonder if one of them got inspired by the other.” So then I knew she shipped that pairing.

Well that’s what my life has been like for the last month, I like to see it as I’m practing my acting skills. Hope you enjoyed and I love your blog 💜

i’m sorry that you feel like you can’t share your experiences properly, i know that’s a little tough. maybe things will change over time?

i’m sorry i genuinely am not sure what to say, i’m happy that you feel like you can vent here and you’re more than welcome to any time 💜

maybe some other people out there can offer some advice or whatnot?

[trufflerabbit13]

Searching for Brothers: Chapter VIII: Near Drowning

CHAPTER 8 Word count: 1.4 k

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"Luffy has one more sibling?" Shanks questioned, looking even more surprised.

My eyes sadden before I placed a neutral look back on. "I used to have a biological older brother by a year, but he got killed by a Tenryuubito."

All the pirates that were still conscious and listening to our conversation narrowed their eyes, some of them even sending me a look of pity.

However, I was surprised when Shanks didn't look at me with pity and just smiled at me, his teeth getting flashed.

"You're pretty strong! You have Haoshoku Haki, it's impressive. Dahaha!!!!!" He harshly slapped me on my shoulder.

I wasn't expecting the hit, my mouth dropped open in shock at the force as I tipped back.

Oh no...

THIRD PERSON P.O.V.

All the men on the boat gasped as the blonde female fell off of their deck, tumbling into the ocean.

Shank's eyes widen as he watched the female reach her hands towards him. However, he stayed frozen in disbelief as she dropped into the water, going overboard.

"Oi, is she going to be alright?" Benn seemed to look equally as surprised, running to the side of the boat and looking down at the blue water in concern. Beside him, the other crew members also peered over the rail, waiting for the female's head to pop back up.

Shanks, on the other hand, laughed it off and drank his alcohol in one gulp. "She'll be fine! What kind of pirate can't swim?" However, the red-haired man froze when he heard his crew yell.

"She's not resurfacing!"

"The bubbles stopped!"

The blood drained out of both Benn and Shank's face.

'If Ace and Luffy are devil user....' Benn thought in shock.

Shanks immediately threw his coat off his shoulder and threw his beer keg on the ground. "SHIT!! SHE'S A DEVILS USER!!!" He screamed in panic, jumping off of his ship, diving into the dark waters.

CLEMENTINE P.O.V.

My thoughts ran wild in panic as I fell into the water, everything moving in slow motion as I flailed my arms. The ice cold water made my clothes even heavier, and my limbs felt as if they weren't my own.

Bubbles escaped my lips replacing it with deadly salty water. My lungs burned as water entered them, leaving me helpless.

I couldn't believe after being so careful after eating my devil's fruit, I still fell into the water and was drowning.

I angrily glared at the beam of light from the sun, but when I saw a shadow swimming towards me, relief washed over me a bit.

My arms were heavy as lead, it being impossible to reach my hand towards my rescuer. However, the person easily swam towards me and hooked a muscular arm around my waist.

And with strong, powerful kicks, he brought us back to surface. As our head broke the water, I gasped and spluttered, desperately clinging onto Shanks. My eyes and nose burned from the salt water, rigid coughs escaping my lips as I tried to expel water out of my lungs.

My eyes watered in pain as I breathed shallowly, trying to bring my breathing to normal.

Gladly accepting the help of the men who dragged me back onto the ship, I laid on my back, sprawled on the wet deck with my hair sticking to my face.

The clothes that I was wearing were heavy and clung to my body uncomfortably, but I ignored the embarrassment and thanked the lord that I survived.

"Well, the wanted poster from the Marines didn't say you were a devil's fruit user," I turned my head towards Shanks who was squeezing the water out of his shirt. He sent me a grin as he slipped it back over his head.

"They don't k-know," I gasped, my voice rough and painful. I coughed trying to bring my usual voice back. A shiver ran down my back because of the cold, but Roki sudden appeared at my side, curling his large, furry body around me. Petting my partner's head, I smile slightly, feeling much better.

Slowly sitting up, I brush my wet blonde hair out of my eyes and look at the red-haired man, "thank you..."

Shanks grins down at me and ruffles my hair, "no problem kiddo, next time it'll be a better idea not to sit on the rail."

I lightly glare at him as he snickered looking amused. I was slightly annoyed at his carefree attitude. For god's sake, he almost killed me. But the way he was did remind me a bit of my younger brother... Perhaps, Shanks influenced Luffy in character as well.

He suddenly looked up and laughed, "omaera!! It's a banquet, let's celebrate meeting Luffy's sister!!!" He yelled to his crew energetically.

"Boss... We ran out of booze remember?" The man eating the meat stated as he chomped into his food, seeming to be amused by his Captain's words.

A look of realization appeared in Shank's eye as his shoulder slumped, a depressing cloud looming over his head.

I looked down at my hands wiggling my fingers. My energy seemed to have come back...

My right hands grew purple as I spoke, my eyes seeming to become a couple of shades lighter, "kukan no te..."

My hands disappeared into the small portal that appeared. As soon as I did, my fingers bumped into a smooth, cold glass. Grabbing it, I pulled on it.

The small portal became larger as a massive bottle of sake came out.

"W-What?!" The crew screamed, their eyes popping out of their sockets as their jaws dropped to the ground.

"T'hell?!" The dreadlocked haired man yelled as he jumped back in shock, his mouth falling open.

I smiled at all of them before eyeing Shanks who had a hand on his forehead while he eyed my portal in disbelief, a wide grin spreading across his lips.

"My God! I can't believe my eyes! I haven't seen that devil's fruit's power in years!" Shanks exclaimed as he walked up to me, eyeing the dark purple portal in fascination.

Giving the red-haired captain a small smile, I throw the bottle of sake that easily towered me. Shanks caught it with his hand and held it in the air without even breaking a sweat.

"You have the Kukan Kukan no mi, doncha?" He questioned as he sat next to me, using Roki's stomach as support. I eyed the beast worriedly, but when I saw no sign of him attacking this man, I calmed down, relaxing.

I locked eyes with the older man and nodded.

He whistled, impressed as he poured some sake for himself, "after Tieran died, I didn't think I'll meet someone else with his ability," Shanks admitted as he passed me the bottle so I could pour some for myself.

My eyes widened slightly, immediately recognizing the name he mentioned. "You knew the Kukan Shinigami, Tieran D. Cooper?!" I questioned in shock, almost dropping the large bottle.

Shanks eyes gleamed with happiness as he nodded, "When I was the cabin boy for Roger's crew, Tieran always showed up to have a drink with our crew."

My eyes widened even more, "Gold Roger's crew?!"

The red-haired man laughed and patted his uncovered head.

"Yup, Roger used to be my captain. The straw-hat that I gave Luffy to hold is a present from my dear old captain."

My shoulders slumped in slight shock as I buried my face into Roki's fur. That old hat that belonged to my younger brother was the pirate king's hat.... Unbelievable....

As I was debating with myself, Shanks laughed out loud and drank his sake.

"Your ability doesn't work when it touches water, right?" The red-haired man questioned as he finished his sake and chugged the rest from the bottle itself.

I nodded my head in disappointment, "I could make anything with my Kukan Kukan no mi's ability as long as I know the making of it or if I can get my hands on it. But as soon as it touches water, it disintegrates."

My blue eyes drifted to all the laughing men who happily drunk sake with each other while singing.

A large hand landed on my shoulder making me jump slightly. I looked at Shanks with confusion when I saw the serious look in his eyes.

"Clementine, do you know what Haki is?"

My head tilted to the side in confusion, Haki? I've never heard of such word until he had mentioned it earlier.

Shanks seemed to laugh at my expression as he took another gulp of his sake, "It's a power you are gifted with."

What?

[alocalband]

Pour Me a Strong One Bennguin, 2.3k, Teen Also on AO3

The new bouncer looks like he wouldn’t hurt a fly, and he blushes through a mumbled, “Um, Jamie,” when Tyler asks his name.

He’s big, sure, and those arms are definitely something Tyler will be more than happy to stare at from behind the bar all evening, especially in the tight T-shirt the guy’s wearing for his first shift. But Tyler’s pretty sure that “Um, Jamie” isn’t gonna last the night. He honestly doesn’t know what Monty was thinking when he hired him.

The rush of a Friday night keeps Tyler too busy to pay much attention to anything but pouring drinks and flirting for tips. He’s good at this. Can charm a girl into giggling as she slides him an extra five, or a guy into leaning in close while adding another round to his tab.

“Hey Segs, I think the kid’s having some trouble,” Klinger tells him with a nod over his shoulder on his way past Tyler to the register.

Tyler looks over and sure enough there’s poor Miro getting harassed by a couple of guys who probably should’ve been cut off an hour ago.

The kid’s just trying to bus the table beside them, so who knows what set them off. But Tyler can already see this going sideways super quickly, judging by their red faces and Miro’s panicked expression.

Or, well, Miro’s version of panicked. The kid could probably stare down the barrel of a gun with a shrug and a strained, “Oh, cool.”

Tyler starts to head over with an easy smile in the hopes of diffusing things, but he’s still a couple feet away when one of the guys knocks over a barstool and really gets in Miro’s face, clenched fists starting to rise. Shit.

Of course Tyler’s still gonna step in, but it’s probably not going to end well for him. Tyler is not good in a fight. He’s just not. He’s in great shape, and sometimes just flexing can intimidate someone into backing down, but if push comes to shove and he has to throw an actual punch, he’s screwed.

It is at this moment that “Um, Jamie,” like a god damn knight in shining armor, steps in and starts hauling the two guys away.

One of them throws a punch that Jamie easily dodges, and then Jamie cold clocks the dude so hard he’s on the floor and slow to get up.

The other guy starts backing away, but Jamie grabs him by the collar of his shirt, lifts the one still on the floor to his feet with the other arm, and manhandles them both out of the building.

And okay, wow. That was hot. Tyler is not usually the type to get turned on by violence but holy hell “Um, Jamie” could get it.

Tyler does a quick check on Miro, who is, of course, already back to loading empty glasses into a tub like nothing happened. Then he heads back to the bar to continue slinging drinks. And if his eyes keep wandering towards the door where Jamie is stationed, he can hardly be blamed.

“Impressive display earlier,” Tyler says once the place has closed. He’s counting out all the tips to divide up while Roope and Miro stack chairs on tables, and Klinger and Esa finish breaking down the bar. Jamie and Rads are both leaning against the counter in front of Tyler, waiting for their cut.

Jamie ducks his head and blushes a little. “I can throw a punch when I have to,” he says softly. And now that Tyler’s seen what a beast the guy can be, this whole bashful thing is actually pretty adorable.

“Hey, I punch too,” Rads says, playing up being offended. “I great puncher.”

Tyler pats his arm. “Yes you are, and we’re all very proud.”

Jamie laughs a little, and it’s almost a freaking giggle, oh god that is too cute. Tyler’s not gonna survive him.

“So, how’d you end up in a dive like this?” Tyler asks innocently.

Rads narrows his eyes at Tyler, like he just figured out what game Tyler’s playing.

Jamie seems none the wiser, though. He lifts his head to meet Tyler’s gaze, and woah those are some big brown eyes. Tyler feels his heart stutter in his chest.

“Oh, uh. Played some minor league hockey, but got injured pretty early on.” He shrugs. “Worked at my brother’s gym for a while, but this pays better and is easier on my hip.”

“That’s awesome, I love hockey! Were you any good?”

“I was okay.”

“I bet you were as much a beast on the ice as you were with those two shitheads tonight.”

Jamie blushes. Even his ears turn red. Tyler is done for.

Rads rolls his eyes and then holds out his hand to Tyler. “Flirt on own time. Money now.”

Jamie chokes.

Tyler hands Rads his share of the cash with a mild glare. Rads blows him a kiss as he turns to leave.

“Ignore him. He’s just mad you’re taking his place as my favorite enforcer.”

Jamie shakes his head. “Don’t worry, I didn’t actually think... I mean, you’re--” He waves a hand at Tyler, his eyes lingering over where Tyler’s shirt is strategically wet enough in a couple places to show off some of his abs. (Listen, the tips are totally worth it.) “And I’m...” Jamie waves the same hand at himself with a self-deprecating half-smile.

Tyler blinks, caught off guard by Jamie’s apparent lack of self-awareness. “Uh, dude, do you not understand how hot you are?”

Jamie’s expression doesn’t change. “Seriously, you don’t have to placate me. I’m good.” He points to one of the stacks of bills on the counter. “That my cut?”

Tyler nods dumbly, completely floored by Jamie’s response. Or lack of one, really. Has the guy never been flirted with before? Is he really this oblivious?

Jamie takes his money, gives a little salute with another ducked head, and heads for the exit.

From Tyler’s left comes the sound of slow clapping, and he turns to see Klinger and Esa smirking at him.

“Oh shut up,” Tyler tells them, but all they do is laugh.

“So did you take actual lessons in how to strike out, or do you come by it naturally?” Esa chirps.

Tyler gives him the bird, grabs his own share of money, and heads to the back for his stuff.

The thing is, Tyler’s not used to having to really work for it. If he likes someone and they like him, great. If they don’t like him, onto the next person, no big. He’s never met anyone that he felt the need to put in a whole lot of effort for.

But Jamie is different. Over the course of the next few weeks, Tyler kind of falls a little bit in love with the guy. And not just because of the arms, or the cow eyes, or the deceptively soft voice. It’s, like, the whole package.

Jamie is a complete nerd about hockey. He loves his siblings something fierce. He will step up for literally anyone if they need it, like he wants to protect the whole damn world from harm. He gets excited about seeing new pictures of Tyler’s dogs. Tyler wants to get down on one knee right there in the bar.

Only nothing Tyler says or does gets Jamie to believe him.

He’s not even being terribly subtle anymore. Not that anyone would ever accuse Tyler of subtlety. But when he ties a cherry stem into a knot with his tongue and sets it on a coaster that has his phone number scrawled across it at the end of a shift one night, and all Jamie does is blush, take his cut of the tips, and head for the nearest exit... Like, come on.

Klinger and Esa have a bet going about the whole thing. Tyler’s unclear about the specifics, he just knows that he’s been getting laughed at a whole hell of a lot more than he used to.

At least Roope and Miro are too young and new to the place to make fun of him.

...Unless they’re doing it behind his back. They do both have poker faces that are way too good for their ages.

The point at which Tyler finally breaks is in the middle of a shift on a crowded Saturday night, when he looks up from the Old Fashioned he’s in the middle of making to see Jamie in a close, hushed conversation with some guy that Tyler is already planning the murder of.

The two of them are close enough that Tyler can’t even see the other guy’s face as he whispers into Jamie’s ear.

And Jamie doesn’t even blush! He just whispers back like this is normal, like the two of them have been having hushed conversations in bars for years, and that is just not... That’s not okay! If someone is gonna whisper into Jamie Benn’s ear, they better damn well be whispering about how amazing he is to the point that it elicits a reaction from the guy!

Tyler finishes making the drink, throws the towel he had slung over one shoulder at Klinger’s overly-amused face, and heads over.

“Go out with me,” he says when he reaches Jamie.

Jamie rears back, startled.

The other guy snorts a laugh. Which at least gets Jamie to snap out of his surprise and awkwardly stumble through an introduction. “Er, uh, Jordie? This is Tyler.”

Jordie smirks. “Yeah, I figured.”

But Tyler really doesn’t care about introductions right now. “Is that a yes or a no? If it’s a no, I’m sorry, and I won’t make it weird, I promise. But please just put me outa my misery already.”

Jordie is grinning now, and turns to look at Jamie. “Told ya,” he says, which makes no sense to Tyler but he doesn’t really care to parse it out right now.

“Hey, I told you before, Seggy,” Jamie says evenly. “You don’t have to placate me. I know you're not serious, and I know I’m not--”

“But you are,” Tyler interrupts, stepping forward, into Jamie’s space, and putting a hand on his forearm. “And I really really want to date the hell out of you.” Tyler removes his hand and adds, “I mean, if you’re up for it.”

Jamie stares at him for a long moment, the cacophony of the bar around them fading into the background as Tyler waits, breath held.

Finally, a small smile tugs at Jamie’s lips, and he nods. “Alright. Yeah.”

And then they both stand there grinning at each other like a pair of doofuses for who knows how long, until Jordie punches Jamie in the arm and then sticks out a hand for Tyler to shake. “I’m his brother, by the way. In case he failed to mention me. He definitely hasn’t failed to mention you. Repeatedly.”

Tyler takes a moment to process that while shaking Jordie’s hand, only to have his thoughts interrupted by Jordie pulling him forward with said hand and putting him into a headlock with the other. “That said, you hurt Chubbs and I’ll end you.”

“Okay, shit! Uncle, you fucker!” Tyler yells, but they’re both laughing, and he’s already certain he’s going to love every single person in the Benn family.

Jordie lets him go, and the face Jamie is making at Tyler when he straightens is... God, if he can be personally responsible for causing that face to happen every day for the rest of his life he will die happy.

Tyler has to go back to work, and so does Jamie, but they grip hands for a moment before parting. It is entirely too sappy for Tyler’s usual MO and entirely too wonderful for him to complain about.

At the end of the night, Tyler counts out the tips. Miro and Roope are whispering furiously to themselves as they stack chairs, which is a little suspicious, but he’ll ignore it for now. Klinger and Esa exchange money between them, and Esa is looking way too smug for Tyler to want to ask for the details of their bet.

Rads takes his cash, but pauses before he leaves. He grabs Jamie by the neck and pulls him forward to smack a kiss on his cheek. “You good one,” he says with a decisive nod. “Don’t fuck up.”

“Was that my shovel talk?” Jamie asks once Rads is out the door. “Because I thought the Russian version would include a lot more threats on my life.”

Tyler laughs. “He likes you more than he lets on. And, you know, he wants me to be happy.”

Jamie raises an eyebrow in question.

For once it’s Tyler’s turn to duck his head and blush. He forces a shrug, trying and failing to sound casual. “You make me happy.”

The silence that follows is long enough that Tyler starts imagining all the ways he could start over in a new city with a fake name. But then Jamie puts a hand on his and leans forward across the bar. “You make me happy too.”

Tyler grins and leans forward as well so he can kiss him.

Jamie kisses back with the kind of confidence that he generally only displays in a fight. It’s somewhat startling and such a huge turn on that Tyler’s making a strangled pleased noise before he can help himself or remember that they probably have an audience. Somewhere in the background someone gives a wolf whistle and someone else makes exaggerated gagging noises.

Jamie pulls away with a smirk and a twinkle in his eyes that tells Tyler the guy, for maybe the first time since they met, knows exactly the effect he’s having.

And all Tyler can think is: finally.