#opla shanks x reader

[layla4567]

Shanks with a Fem!dancer

I was on Pinterest and I found these videos and then this idea popped into my head.

Summary: Shanks meets a dancer in a bar and becomes infatuated with her.

Warnings: smut time 👀, cunnilingus, p in v, no protection (use protection pls), rough make out, fingering, face fucking, riding, age gap kinda (both of legal age tho), Shanks only has one arm this time, at first I used the third narrator instead of the second one unintentionally, use of y/n, cursing

Wc: 2k

Shanks had just set foot in a new town and as usual he thought of drinking in a bar so he could feel truly welcome and at home. He saw the nearest tavern and without thinking twice he entered smiling and confident that the alcohol in that place would be strong enough to burn his throat. Inside, it was packed with people, but they didn't seem to be paying attention to the bar, but rather to a small stage in the center with red velvet curtains. A girl dressed in a long skirt and blouse that left her shoulders and collarbones exposed was standing there smiling at the audience. The captain hesitated, and without taking his eyes off the young woman, he walked over to a stool and ordered a beer. Suddenly, she put her fingers to her mouth and whistled loudly like a morning bird to get attention. And she began to dance, her hands clasping her skirt, her feet moving rhythmically, making small jumps, almost seeming to float. Shanks couldn't take his eyes off her, just like everyone else. Her beauty and movements were captivating; the woman oozed confidence and joy. As the speed of her dance increased, the people began to clap and cheer to the beat of the drums. Almost at the end, she began to spin like a top, but she did it with such grace, combining arm and head movements, making her loose hair wave, that it almost seemed effortless. Anyone else in her position would have looked clumsy and unbalanced. Finally, the girl stopped in place, breathing heavily but with a wide, joyful smile on her face. The audience applauded wildly, and she gave them several bows and blew kisses with her fingertips. After the girl stepped off the stage to head backstage, Shanks seemed to have recovered from his trance and whistled softly, completely amazed. He blinked several times and only then realized his beer was almost full. That performance seemed to have frozen him in time. In one big gulp, he drank what was left in his cup, feeling the warmth of the alcohol in his veins. That gave him the courage to head backstage now that the bar seemed quieter and emptier. Behind the curtains was a medium-sized windowless room with a brown door in the center. Shanks knocked and waited impatiently. When you opened the door, he already had his best gallant smile on. "Is this heaven or why am I seeing an angel in front of me?" the captain said mischievously. Far from being angry or disliking that clichéd compliment, you smiled. Very few men dared to speak to you without stuttering. Your aura was always striking, captivating, and a little intimidating, so you admired his confidence and courage. You sensed that he also had a bit of that hypnotic energy, and your intuition never failed you. You opened the door a little wider and leaned an arm against the frame. "Alright, wonder boy, what can I do for you?" You smiled, blinking slowly. Shanks was tempted to get closer to you but held back, staying in place. "I just wanted to meet the beautiful lady behind those dance moves." You laughed "Well, you're already watching her, did you come just for that or do you have other intentions?" You looked him up and down and he smiled biting his bottom lip, now Shanks took a step closer "Maybe, that would bother you?" You pouted thoughtfully. "Let's just say it wouldn't be the first time a handsome man wants something from me." Shanks tilted his head slightly, "So, what would you say if I asked you out on a date?" You moved closer to him, feeling his face close to yours. "Better, what would YOU say if I invited you to see me every day at my performances?" The captain licked his lips. "Oh sweetheart, I was going to do it anyway." Smiling, you stepped back and held the door again, ready to close it. "Good, I'll see you there." The redhead, still smiling dazedly, suddenly realized that you were about to kick him out and quickly asked, "Wait, what's your name?" Instead of answering you replied with another question "What's yours?"

"Shanks"

"Y/N" you smiled

Now you closed the door slowly. Shanks stared at the closed door for a few seconds, sighing until he walked away, still feeling the heat in his veins even though the effect of the alcohol had worn off several minutes ago.

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The following days, Shanks returned to that bar to see the woman who had so amazed him perform. Each performance made it harder to get you out of his head. He soon discovered that you would dance to anything your heart felt like, even belly dancing. It seemed like your dancing skills and knowledge had no limits.

One afternoon, he walked into your dressing room holding a red rose. When you opened the door, the first thing you saw was the flower, then his smiling, radiant face.

"Is this for me?"

"Of course, a flower for another even more beautiful flower"

"Why thank you, I'm flattering"

While you smelled the flower with a smile Shanks scanned your body from top to bottom, you were wearing a low-waisted skirt that left your hips exposed and a pearl bra that enhanced your bust. When you felt his gaze pierce you, you snapped your fingers in front of him, making him blink.

"Hey! My eyes are up here" you teased.

He chuckles a little embarrassed "You're right, sorry" he smiled

Before closing the door, you gave him a goodbye kiss, which he hadn't expected but enjoyed deeply. The following days, he continued to visit you at the same bar. The red-haired captain didn't usually stay in one place for so long, but for you, he made an exception. You had him wrapped around your finger; you had captivated him body and soul, but you had also submitted to his charms. From the day he gave you the rose, Shanks noticed that you wore it in your hair at every dance, in full view of everyone, as a silent reminder of who your heart belonged to.

It got to the point where Shanks couldn't take it anymore and invited you to his ship for the night.

"Are you sure you want to take that risk?" There was a hint of defiance in your voice.

Shanks' desire to caress you and mark his territory on you grew stronger and harder to control.

He tried to suppress his eagerness "That's not a risk for me, unless you don't dare" he mocked.

That comment hurt your pride a little, so with your chin held high, you agreed to go with him. Shanks smirked and pulled at your wrist without waiting for you to grab something or change your mind.

It was already night when you ran out of the bar like fugitives. You boarded the boat, and the captain, without letting go of you, guided you to his quarters.

"Sorry love, I couldn't wait any longer" He growled eagerly

"But the crew is sleeping, what if they hear us?"

Shanks brought his body dangerously close to yours and you felt his breath on your ear.

"You'll have to be quiet"

Immediately afterwards, the captain, with his nose under your jaw, lifted your chin to make room for his hungry mouth, which began to run desperate kisses down your neck. His hot breath tickled you and made your skin prickle. He cornered you against the door and pressed his body even closer against yours, fitting together like a puzzle. The tight bulge in his pants pushing against your core made you gasp, and you grabbed onto his shoulders with your nails. Shanks growled softly now, his lips moving toward yours. When his mouth found yours, a fierce battle for dominance of the other's tongue began. Shanks's hand firmly grabbed your thigh and lifted it to help you wrap your legs around his waist. You never thought he had so much strength despite having only one arm.

His tight groin kept pushing and rubbing into your intimacy through your clothes which made you moan into his mouth.

"If you want that, just ask." he exhaled on your lips between kisses

Now his hand was traveling dangerously along the inside of your thigh very close to your core, you closed your eyes enjoying his touch

"Yes please, gimme more.." you moaned

Shanks smiled against the skin of your shoulder and without letting you move from your position he simply pressed his hips against yours to stabilize you against the wall and prevent you from falling and with his hand he began to lower the elastic of your skirt to your knees. Without stopping kissing your shoulder he slid a hand over your underwear and groped your privacy making you moan slightly

"We just started and you're already so wet for me" he chuckled softly

Without waiting for a response, he began rubbing your entrance with his thumb. Even with your clothes or underwear on, you could feel the warmth of his finger touching your wetness. You bit your lip, trying to suppress the moans that bubbled in your throat, wanting to get out.

"What's wrong? You won't say anything?" He teased mischievously.

You didn't respond. You just frowned and closed your eyes, trying to hide the pleasure he was causing you. He didn't give up, however, and he slipped two fingers inside your clothes and began to pump your entrance slowly.

"Oh my god! Shanks!" You moaned in surprise

"That's my girl.." he purred

Your hips began to rock on their own, wanting more friction. You tried your best not to moan so as not to wake the others, but instead, you gasped, your mouth parting in a muffled moan. Your hands tangled in his hair as he returned to kissing your collarbones, also trying to smother his own pleasure in your skin. His fingers pumped faster as your hips moved back and forth as quickly as a wave, and your breathing became labored. You threw your head back against the door, your chest rising and falling. You were about to cum, you could feel it.

Shanks felt it too and instead of continuing to stimulate your insides, he stopped abruptly. You opened your eyes, annoyed and confused, and he laughed.

"What? Did you think I'd make it so easy for you? That would be boring"

"B-but..!"

He silenced you with a passionate kiss and let you slide your legs from his waist. His kisses also went down and found your chest. He removed a strap and you helped him get rid of the bustier. Shanks kissed the center of your bust making you shudder but he didn't stop there, he ran kisses down your body until he reached your stomach where with a single skillful hand he finished removing your skirt and thong. He kissed your mons pubis and your legs making you sigh with desire. The crouching captain looked up to contemplate you from below.

"You're perfect"

You weren't expecting such a loving and genuine compliment, which made you blush. He stood up and laid you down on the bed, took off his cape and got rid of his shirt. You looked at his toned chest and his marked abdomen, unable to resist, you ran your hands over his torso, wanting to pull him towards you, but he giggled, caressing your hand.

"Uh, uh. Not yet, angel"

You grumbled impatiently as he bent down and approached your crotch. You wanted to protest once more, but you didn't have time because the redhead began kissing your inner thighs fervently, as if you were his favorite food that he hadn't tasted in years. The warmth of his mouth, along with the passion with which he kissed you, made you wet again.

"Shanks, please.." you cried

"Okay, I'll reward you after all." smiled mischievously

Without wasting any time, he parted your folds and tasted your juices. The first touch of his hot tongue made you arch your back and moan his name. He seemed to be skilled at everything he did, not just with his hands. His tongue drew circles here and there and pushed against your clit. Remembering his words about his crew, you covered your mouth, muffling your cries of pleasure.

Another thing Shanks loved was teasing you so he raised your legs so you could hook them on his shoulders and have more access to your wet center.

"Oh my god!!"

"Shh, this way you will alert others, dear" he teased, smiling

In response, you grabbed his hair and pulled lightly, drawing a pure, genuine moan from him. This way, you kept his head close to you, preventing him from moving away, and you could fuck his face. You concentrated on your own pleasure and Shanks's wonderful tongue while he hummed into your folds.

Again you felt that tingling in your lower belly that threatened to grow and boil over. You rocked your hips faster as he took you to the edge. Suddenly, a wave of pleasure washed over you, and you felt yourself cascading down. The captain's stubble was covered in your juices, but he didn't care; licking his lips, he climbed on top of you. You were still recovering from the stimulation when he came out with a question.

"Hey, are you alright there?"

You exhaled and caressed his face, trying to normalize your breathing. He lovingly kissed your palm and then looked at you with a smile that hid something else.

"So... would you like to continue or would you prefer to end here?"

This motherfucker. He managed to have you at his feet with his charm and loving smile. Oh, but he was the devil in disguise, and you loved it. Biting your lip, you decided to continue, but on one condition.

"Now I'm in charge"

You knelt on the bed and knocked him down, making him fall onto his back on the mattress. You helped him get rid of his pants and underwear. You didn't waste time with foreplay or kisses; you needed it now. He smiled at your desperation. However, the moment you saw his erect member, you decided to tease him a little. You straddled him but didn't go down completely, just letting the tip enter. You looked at him mischievously, and Shanks moaned, pouting.

"C'mon babe, don't do this"

"Oh I think you're the needy one now."

You stayed in that position for a few seconds until Shanks couldn't take it anymore and raised his pelvis making you enter him fully. You gasped in surprise while he looked at you smiling triumphantly.

"That's not fair!"

"All is fair in love"

Shanks began to move his pelvis up and down to make you follow the rhythm. You joined him by moving your hips in circles and back and forth while your breasts bounced on the spot. The symphony of moans was delicious; at this point, neither of you cared about waking them all up. Suddenly, Shanks's member hit your G-spot perfectly, drawing a stifled cry from you. Their hips seemed to be one, growing in motion. Without warning, they both came in unison, and you collapsed tiredly onto his chest.

The warm liquid continued to drip from your legs, but you didn't pay any attention to it; you just wanted to fall asleep on top of him. Shanks pulled you closer to him and stroked your hair, inhaling your scent deeply. He kissed the top of your head, whispering sweet nothings to you.

"You make me very happy, Y/n"

But you were too asleep to hear him. He looked at you and, smiling, closed his eyes as well, not worrying about having to explain to the crew the next morning why there was a woman sleeping next to him.

[sinning-23]

Bikinis On Top (OPLA Bikini Headcannons)

Seeing their bbygrl in a bikini opla headcannons

THis gets a lil RISQUE soooo 18+

Hey youguys i know its been a while lol I've been s swamped with work and Enjoy this in honor of hot girl summer approaching lmao I promise I'm getting back into eh groove of writing!

alos pls excuse spelling errors yall know me lmao

Luffy

-It’s hot and his shirts are open 9 times out of 10 so

-He was a bit stunned to see you with one of Nami's bikini tops adorning your chest with a nice pair of jean shorts.

-Boobs boobs boobs boobs boobs

-He's really trying to act normal but you can always tell when those big brown eyes start shifting from your face to your chest. And he always has that goofy grin on his face

-Strongly believe he's the type to impulsively bite them. lmao like literally grab two handfuls and CHOMP.

-He always was more of a boobs guy.

Zoro

-"Where's the rest of your shirt."

-He’s got his eyes skillfully flickering from your chest to your eyes then to you collar bone and again.

-“You don’t like me showing them off?” You question, slipping past him with a smile

-the funny thing is, you’re not talking about your boobs. You’re talking about the bites and hickeys he skillfully placed along them

-crazy how near the end of the day, the only thing the crew can seem to find as a trace of you is the discarded bikini top

Sanji

-He helped you tie it this morning when the sun had first been shining to brightly into your room, heating both of you up.

-personally, Sanji likes it when you wear the full piece, the straps of your bottoms just barely peaking out from the low-rise jeans you've got on.

-He also is one to pull your strings when you're also so the top just falls down to reveal the girls

-Is the type to lift you up out of the pool and set you up to sit on the steps like the goddess you are and just admire.

Usopp

-matching swimsuit set matching swimsuit set matching swimsuit set

-He always likes seeing you in a nice brown or sage green two-piece.

-won't say anything but wow when he sees you and smiles.

-Keep it polite but just know his hugs from behind will always end with him pulling at your bottom straps and letting them snap against your skin.

"USOPP!" You yelp, narrowing your brows at him while you massage the spot.

"Ok ok, i'm sorry mommas" He chuckles, pressing a kiss to the affected area, his large hands massaging the flesh of your thighs.

Nami

-Strictly a bikini gf and wifebeater+swim trunks gf duo lmao

-This can go either way actually. If she feels like a bikini kinda day it's gonna be a bright orange or a pure white with a sunhat and a nice flowy cover-up

-A she can't and won't make it easy for you to keep your hands off her,

-If YOU are in the bikini and she's in the swim trunks she REFUSES to keep her hands off you. She knows her girl looks good asf.

-Expect to have your ass smacked.

Shanks

-Is definitely keeping you on his lap while everyone else is splashing around. It was a pretty chill day and everyone decided hey why not go for a swim

"Can I please get in the water Shanks?" You sigh, pulling the strings of his swim trunks as he smiles and gives a quick "Nuh-uh"

-"Your ass looks too good. Just stay here a little longer hm?" he asks, squeezing your thighs, pressing kisses to your shoulder.

-He doesn't waste time taking you somewhere secluded to pull those bottoms to the side, somehow loving the way your ass looks in those bottoms every time he thrusts

Mihawk

-He personally likes it when you wear one of that cute pinup like 50's monokinis? And some wedges with a bandana. UGH he's gonna be right there with you avoiding the sun under the umbrella (that pale ass skin lmao)

-Will 100% lather you in sunscreen and just paper your shoulder with kisses.

-He's not taking you to eh pool he's taking you to the beach and you're just sitting together, enjoying one another company

-"I'm fucking you within an inch of your life after this." H admits in monotone, skin already starting to darken in a tan

-"Yes splendid." You reply still resting, enjoying the faint heat of the sun.

Buggy

-HAHAAAAAA this man will tear it off and then feel bad and get you another one...just to tear that off too

-is a sucker for the bikinis with anything on the boobs lmao he thinks they look like targets

-I like to think that ocean water is the only thing like that is an issue lmao so it is safe to say he's in the pool every summer, roughhousing with you and the rest of his crew

-I mean just a bunch of fucking kids lmao, macro polo, chicken fight, pretending to be a shark, you name it

-accidentally caused a nip slip tho and yelled for everyone to look away while shielding his girl.

[illusioninfnty]

is this seat taken? ↠ day 4 ; cockwarming

↠ "red haired" shanks x reader

fandom: one piece word count: 1k warnings: nsfw 18+, public sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, creampie

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“Another round on me, little lady!”

Pirates swarm Partys Bar as you scramble to serve everyone at once. Makino occasionally requested your help whenever she knew it would get busy, and each time you happily obliged. However, the pirate crew was rowdier than usual today, and it seemed as though you couldn’t catch a break.

“I’ll be right with you!” You call out to the pirate as you rush to sweep up some broken glass that was dropped by one of the piss-ass drunk crew members. 

As you pass by, you feel a calloused hand skim the back of your ass. You don’t even have to look behind you to know exactly who it belongs to—Shanks.

You and Shanks have done some things in the past, mostly involving him dragging you away to fuck you when he was pumped up on adrenaline from his time at sea.

You ignore his advances this time, too focused on trying to cater to all of his crew. But the second time you’re forced to pass him, serving more rounds of whiskey to his men, he wraps an arm around the back of your thighs and pulls you towards him.

“Shanks!” You gasp. He paws at your ass from his seat on the stool, kneading the soft flesh as laughs at your surprised expression. “I’m supposed to be working!”

He rolls his eyes. “Makino doesn’t even pay you. Take a break with me.”

You finally comply, silently agreeing that you were working way harder than you wanted to be. Makino was busy with patrons at the other side of the bar, and most of the pirates that you were catering to were either passed out or too drunk to comprehend anything.

Shanks settles you into his lap as he brings his lips to yours. He cups your face with hand as you wrap your arms around his neck, leaning into him. His warmth envelopes you as you play with the ends of his hair while he caresses your backside.

“I want to try something,” Shanks mumbles into your neck as you pull away for some air.

You hum, encouraging him to continue.

“Let me put my cock in you.”

You freeze. Out of all the things he could have said, that was the last thing on your mind.

“Shanks, we’re in public! In—in front of your crew!” You whisper through clenched teeth and look around frantically, hoping no one heard him.

He sighs, a crease forming between his brow. “Not like that. I’m not going to fuck you now. Just…let it rest in there.” He starts to trail kisses down your neck. “It’ll feel good for both of us.”

“But what if they see?” you ask shakily, your hands grasping onto his broad shoulders for support.

Shanks grabs your chin and turns your head to face him. “C’mon, babe. Everyone’s already slurring their speech. They won’t be able to remember anything come tomorrow morning. And if they do, then they just know you belong to me.”

You bite your lip, chewing on it as you get lost in thought. His words had a wave of heat surging through your body, but you still had to think rationally about what you were about to do. It was risky, but it may just be worth it.

“Alright,” you confirm. Shanks grins heartily, smile lines becoming prominent around his eyes. You move your body so that it covers his front, and you start to slowly remove his cock from their breaches. Through his pants you can already feel how hard he was, pulsing through the material.

You pull your skirt up slightly and push your underwear to the side. You dip your fingers inside yourself, not surprised to feel that you were already wet. You lower yourself onto Shanks as he hisses, his cock throbbing as you slowly guide him inside of you.

Fully seated on his lap now, you adjust your skirt so that it covers where the two of you remain connected. 

“There we go,” he soothes. “Nice and full, huh?” You whine and give him a curt nod, trying to stop your body from reacting from the amount of pleasure surging through it at that moment. No one seems to notice what the two of you were doing, but it still sends a thrill down your spine.

You continue to kiss him as you clench down onto cock. He groans at the sensation, pleasing you even more. Shanks runs his hand down to your lower stomach, stroking the area.

“You feel me in there?”

His large hand continues to rub circles in the area, pressing down in spots that make you gasp. You can feel him in there—so much more than usual, now that he’s not pumping in and out. It feels more intimate with him like this, and you lean into his chest as your walls continue to tighten.

You begin to shift ever-so-slightly on top of Shanks and arch into him as he groans into your lips and stills your hips with his hand. “You’re killing me, baby.” 

You laugh, and your pussy clenches around him even more. 

“Won’t be able to last any longer,” he pants and burrows his face into your neck.

“Good,” you tease, smirking as you see his eyes heat up. His cock pulsates, and his orgasm is silent, the only indicator being the clench of his jaw and the slight quiver in his brow.

“Hey, I need some help over here!” Makino’s voice rings throughout the bar, and suddenly you’re brought back to reality, remembering just exactly where you were and what kind of situation you were in. You remove yourself from Shanks’ lap, shuddering at the sudden heat from him leaving your body.

“Coming!” You say, slapping Shanks in the leg as he snickers behind you.

You adjust your skirt, ignoring the cum that starts to leak out of you as you scurry to help Makino with the bar patrons. The whole time, you can feel Shanks’ eyes follow you.

[short-honey-badger]

Twas Beauty, who killed the Beast 4

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Mihawk searches your face once more before he dips his head in a matching nod. Reluctantly, he allows his hand to fall away, silently missing the cool touch of your hand against his flesh. He turns back to the approaching ship and braces himself. Shanks always knew when to show up at the worst of times.

You stay outside with Mihawk, shivering every now and then whenever a cool breeze sweeps through as the two of you wait for Shanks and his crew to drop anchor. You see Mihawk tense when a shaggy-haired redhead comes loping down the gangway, a big grin that just grows wider when he catches sight of the pretty lady standing beside his best friend.

“Well, well,” Shanks drawls and offers his hand to you when he is close enough. Once you grasp his, he tugs your hand up and kisses your knuckles, looking up at you through his bangs and sending you a teasing wink. There is a dangerous shine in his vermillion eyes, and you swear you can see a flash of long, dark horns on the top of his head, but there is nothing there when you try and focus.

“Mihawk has been holding out on me. What’s your name, sweetheart?”

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[dreamlandcreations]

OPLA men - I licked it so it's mine

Shanks / Mihawk / Zoro / Sanji x Reader

this is @justnerdystuffs' fault idea with a little twist here and there and it has been sitting in my drafts for ages 🫣

Warnings: implied mutual pining, idiots (all of them), fluff, kissing, implied relationship afterwards and other stuff , height difference, not proofread (I just wanted to finish something finally 😭🤧)

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It's been weeks since you have had a decent meal.

After such a long time, you finally landed on an island with a nice-looking bar where the rest of the crew could celebrate whatever excuse they could come up with for drinking and partying. You couldn't care less at the moment.

You had half the menu ordered, knowing full well some of the guys would join in on the feast whether you invited them or not. And that was fine, really, until they tried to take a bite of your steak. Roux was indeed lucky not to lose a hand.

However, your dearest captain had no such self-preservation instincts. You were on very good terms with the man, Shanks was easy to get along with, but he could be such a child sometimes.

He was sitting right next to you and he moved in the moment you turned your head in the other direction to look at some stunt Yasopp was trying to pull. You turned back just in time at the sound of the fork being stabbed into meat.

You moved fast, but not fast enough. The red-haired manchild took the last piece of your steak and quickly licked it from bottom to top, grinning at you with sauce staining his cheek right from under his scars all the way to his chin.

"Sorry, sweetheart. I licked it so it's mine."

From the other side of the table Ben was watching the scene in morbid fascination, ready to save his captain from certain death once again and he didn't like the sinister grin slowly pulling at your lips.

"Hmm," you leaned closer as Shanks put down the food on his plate, reaching for a napkin to wipe his face before you grabbed his hand, yanked him closer, gripping his chin in your other hand, you slowly licked the sauce off the side of his face before you pulled away and smirked at him as you claimed, "I guess that means you are mine now."

The room turned silent, all eyes on you two, as Shanks regarded you with a strange expression, and Ben stood still right where he jumped up when you launched for the captain, while you just stared at the man before you with slowly widening eyes as you just realised what you have done.

Before you could pull further away, Shanks quickly lifted you from your chair, making it tumble back as he pulled you into his lap with his smile quickly returning but with a new warmth to it, and you already knew you were in trouble before you heard what he had to say.

"Yours, huh?" he asked, cupping your cheek gently as he leaned in impossibly close, playfully nudging your nose with his and whispered, "I think I like the sound of that."

Steak forgotten, the crew's cheering ignored, you kissed the grinning idiot and you could't help but smile into the kiss too.

Ben in the background collapsed back into his chair, grabbed a large bottle of rum, and took a big gulp, already dreading what these two will put him through together.

You didn't know how Shanks convinced the swordsman to stay for the celebration but you were having fun watching your captain get on his nerves and when you saw the opportunity to join in that fun, you just had to do it.

There was no shortage of alcohol but Dracule Mihawk has a certain taste and you knew he would go for the good stuff, so you acted as soon as he got up from his seat from next to Shanks.

You took your time to pour out the remaining wine from the last, almost empty bottle and waited until the warlord got close enough that you could tease him without too many witnesses.

He towered over you somewhat menacingly, slightly raising his eyebrows expectantly as his gaze travelled down to the glass in your hand and back to your face in a meaningful motion. You were not intimidated in the slightest though.

On the contrary, you faked innocence as you mimicked his gesture before locking your gaze with his and letting your lips pull up into a little smirk then you lifted the glass and slowly dragged your tongue around the edge of it.

"I licked it so it's mine." you stated cheerfully and shrugged at his almost unperceivable widened eyes that betrayed his surprise or anger. Definitely disbelief, you decided.

Following a tense silence, a rare smile graced his lips, and you stopped breathing for a moment as he leaned in closer. 

"Is that right?" he murmured. His usually bored tone a mix between amusement, mocking and challenge.

Mihawk didn’t wait for your response but took a hold of your chin and smashed his lips against yours just as you gasped, and he took the opportunity to immediately deepen the kiss and lick into your mouth, letting you taste the wine he has been drinking throughout the night and you had no opportunity to sample because you dropped the glass as soon as his lips touched yours.

He didn't seem bothered by the pricey drink going to waste or you knocking down his hat as you desperately reached out and hang onto him by his nape while you tried to keep up with his maddening, passionate, slow, seductive kiss that made you feel like the room was spinning around you.

He pulled away just as abruptly as he started the kiss but he didn't let you go while he regarded you with a smug expression.

"I believe that makes you mine." When you failed to reply, he faked thinking about it for a second, then his smirk returned and he added, “Hmm. Perhaps I’ll have to be more thorough with my claiming.” before capturing your lips again and lifting you up into his arms to take you away somewhere private to make good on his promise.

Luffy claimed most of the food as you sat down, and he did it in the most disgusting but interesting way possible. He stretched his tongue out and licked over all the plates at his half of the table, grinning as he yelled excitedly, "I licked it! So it's mine!"

A moment of horror passed then everyone dug into (the safe part of) the feast. Everyone, except the green haired menace next to you.

Zoro collected both bottles of wine to himself opening them and storing them on his other side, even though he knew that was the only drink you'd find acceptable and it was pretty much all the same to him as long as it had alcohol in it.

He didn't react to you theatrically clearing your throat as you turned to him so you kicked his leg with a force that made him jump up a little.

He looked at you with surprise that quickly turned into annoyance then a wordless challenge. When the silent staredown didn't end with his win he sighed and reached for both bottles, and he extended one of them towards you but pulled back before you could grab it and went to lick over that bottle opening and then the other. Smiling at you in triumph as he said,

"Heard the captain. Rules are rules!"

Huffing at the audacity, you waited until he raised a bottle to his lips and hit the bottom, tipping it so he would spill the wine on himself.

He stood abruptly, making the chair almost fall over as you laughed.

The others' only reaction was a look in your way, they were used to your antics by now, they expected a fight as soon as you sat down beside the ex pirate hunter.

What no one, including you saw coming was your next move. Your eyes followed the droplets of wine dripping down Zoro's neck as he tried to dry his shirt with a napkin. It was all in vain, the fabric was soaked through.

You blinked a few times, trying to gather some sense into you, and obviously failing as you batted away his hands, produced a knife and slit his shirt open in a flash. Then, as you stood up you licked over his toned abdomen and chest, all the way up to his jaw before biting him teasingly there.

He blinked rapidly, taking in a staggering breath as he looked down at you, fixing his gaze on your now wine red lips. You licked them to savour the taste then you took the other bottle, sauntered over to the door and paused, looking back at Zoro with a challenging eyebrow raise before you left.

"Huh," was all he said before he followed you to your room.

You narrowed your eyes at Sanji, eyeing him with growing annoyance as he ate the rare bite-sized food that was gifted to you as the last creation of the chef who the cook obsessed over for the entire week. He moaned and swooned over the taste as you clenched your teeth together, trying to come up with an appropriate revenge.

Sanji looked at you with innocent eyes, smiling sweetly as he ased, "What?"

You looked down at the empty plate pointedly and then back at the thief just in time to see him shrug. "You know the rule, I licked it so it's mine."

Your body moved before you could think it through, grasping his chin with one hand, brushing away his hair from his face and grabbing him by the back of his head with your other hand as you quickly licked the side of his face and pushed him back a little as you stepped back. There, the gesture says.

Waiting for his disgusted reaction, you started to grin, satisfied with your little revenge for now, at least for a moment or so because he didn't react how you thought at all.

He seemed to be frozen in place except for his slowly widening eyes, then he gasped, giggled, and turned to you with a grin, exclaiming loudly that, "I'm yours now, no takebacks!"

You huffed at the ridiculous train of thought and turned to leave but he hugged you from behind, nuzzling into your neck, arms circling around your waist and you couldn't help but smile as you sighed dramatically but placed your hands on his, letting him pull you into an even tighter embrace that you would be trapped in for a while.

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[brainddeadd]

hi there I love your blog and id like to request something. Maybe a OPLA Shanks x pregnant reader where it was like a one night stand after being drunk and he discovers the pregnancy after coming back from a mission a few weeks later?🥰 like angst with fluff ending?🥰

Ok, so I'm not technically taking requests, but I love Shanks too much to not write about it - so here are some headcannons

I might write a full fic of this

Shanks x reader

warnings: pregnancy, fluff, angst, smut

You meet Shanks when his ship docks on the island you live on, and he comes to your fruit stall in the local market.

He flirts, but you're good at pretending to not be interested.

He meets you again at the local bar - he's friendly and fun to be around.

Many drinks and laughs later, he's back at your place, lips latched to your clit and a his cum seeping from your pussy.

He's gone when you wake, which sucks but isn't too surprising.

The surprise comes a few weeks later when you're throwing up as your friend holds your hair back - you know immediately what's wrong.

You're 7 months pregnant when Shanks shows up again, eyes going wide at the sight of your belly.

He knows immediately that the baby is his - can feel it in his bones.

There, on the dock, in front of his crew and people from your village, he throws himself to his knees, hand reaching for you, words rushing from his lips, and he's unaware of the tears beginning to pool and slide down his cheeks until your hands gently brush them away.

"For as long as you'll have me, I will be yours. Our baby will want for nothing. They shall have all they need and desire. As will you, if you'll let me."

[haerenven]

Can you do something with Shanks being super flirty with a reader a little older than him and he thinks that he's got her in the bag, in love with him, because she smiles and looks happy when he's near; even blushing with glee when he brings her something. Then he like overhears her talking about him and it turns out she just thinks of him as really cute. Like she thinks of him as a puppy running to her excitedly, doing tricks to impress, or bringing things for her and thats the actual reason why she's always happy to see him and reacts that way.

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Pairings. Red-haired shanks x fem!reader

summary. Oh say it Ditto

— (a/n): I wrote this based on the idea that Shanks is a rookie pirate in my imagination. I felt that he would be like a love-sick puppy when he was in his twenties.

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Shanks, young and brimming with charm, believes he has a certain effect on women. He’s not just confident—he’s reckless with it. His smile, boyish yet devil-may-care, is a weapon he wields shamelessly, and when it comes to her—his crewmate who’s a little older, a little sharper, a little more refined—oh, he’s convinced she’s falling, hard. She always seems happy when he’s around. That alone is proof, isn’t it?

He buys things just for her. Trinkets from islands they stop at, exotic fabrics, jewelry that glints like stolen sunlight. He presses them into her hands, watching with barely concealed satisfaction as her eyes brighten, as her lips part in a delighted smile, as—ah, there it is—a blush dusts her cheeks. He brings gifts with the confidence of a man who knows he’s winning, a rare fruit, a delicately carved comb, a perfectly smooth shell. She takes them gently, fingers brushing his in a way that must mean something. It has to.

He teases, endlessly. “You’re too beautiful to be a pirate. Someone’s going to steal you away if you’re not careful, you know?” And she laughs, always laughs, shaking her head, never once telling him to stop. He’s always near, leaning against the mast beside her, close enough that his shoulder barely brushes hers, sliding into the seat across from her with a grin, wine in hand, ready to be the only thing she pays attention to. And when he’s away? He rushes back like an eager dog, gifts in tow, stories on his lips, expecting her to melt like she always does.

One evening, he lingers near the galley, out of sight but within earshot. A few of the crew are there, and she’s with them. He doesn’t mean to listen. Not really. But then—

“Shanks is adorable.”

His grin widens instinctively. Ah, finally—

“Like a puppy.”

…Wait.

“You know when a dog runs up to you with a big, happy grin, tail wagging, practically vibrating with excitement? And they bring you things? He’s just like that.”

There’s laughter. Friendly, affectionate. Someone, probably Yasopp, asks, amused, “So you’re not interested?”

“Oh, no, no,” she says, laughing again. “He’s sweet. He’s nice. He makes me happy, but not in that way. It’s just… cute. Like when he comes back from an island with something shiny and holds it out like it’s the best thing in the world? How could I not smile at that?”

Silence. Or at least, his silence.

Shanks steps back, heart sinking to the pit of his stomach. A puppy? A dog? He was seducing her, wasn’t he? He had her on the edge, about to fall—right? But no. The truth is a slap, one that stings worse than any punch he’s ever taken. She wasn’t blushing because she was lovestruck. She wasn’t laughing because she was flustered. She wasn’t melting because he was irresistible. She just thought he was cute.

…Like a damn excited dog.

Denial, at first. “She’s messing with them,” he mutters to himself later that night, arms crossed as he leans against the ship’s railing, staring at the dark horizon. “She’s just embarrassed to admit she likes me.” But the more he thinks about it, the clearer it becomes—no, she really meant it. Sulking. Not obvious sulking—he has pride—but enough that Yasopp eventually nudges him and goes, “You look like you lost a bet. Or a bone.”

Testing the waters. The next time he brings her something, he watches closely. And sure enough—there it is. That same delighted smile. That soft chuckle. That affectionate, amused gaze.

Acceptance. He groans, running a hand through his hair. “I can’t believe I’ve been playing fetch this whole time.”

Does he stop? Hell no. He still brings her things. Still teases. Still leans in too close, still acts like a reckless flirt. But now, when she smiles at him like that, when she laughs and shakes her head like he’s an overgrown child—he swears under his breath and mutters, “I should’ve been more mysterious.”

Shanks struts across the deck with the same unwavering self-assurance he always has, his latest “offering” clutched in one hand—a delicate silver pendant he picked up from their latest raid. He’s already picturing the way she’ll blush, the way her lips will part in soft surprise, the way her fingers will brush his just a second too long when she takes it. He knows the effect he has.

“Couldn’t help but think of you when I saw this,” he drawls, holding it out with that signature smirk, his eyes glinting with mischief. “Figured something this beautiful should belong to someone just as breathtaking, yeah?” A perfectly crafted line. He’s gotten good at those.

She doesn’t giggle like the barmaids at port. She doesn’t blush furiously like a flustered girl swept off her feet. No, she does something far more dangerous.

She smiles. Slow, knowing, something deep and unreadable flickering behind her eyes. She doesn’t take the pendant right away—oh no, she lets him hold it there, savoring the moment, her gaze dragging up to his with a heat that’s nothing like infatuation. It’s something deeper, something effortless, something experienced. And then—gods, then—her fingers brush against his wrist, the touch featherlight, but enough to send an electric jolt through him.

“You’re such a sweet thing,” she murmurs, tilting her head just slightly, just enough for a few strands of her hair to slip over her shoulder. She takes the pendant with slow, deliberate ease, her fingertips skimming his palm as she does. Then—before he can even process the way she’s looking at him—she lifts her free hand and ruffles his hair, a touch too familiar, too teasing, like she’s indulging a particularly charming boy rather than entertaining a flirtation.

“I appreciate it, Shanks.” Her voice is honey-dipped, laced with something warm, something teasing, something that makes his stomach tighten. She turns the pendant over between her fingers, her lips curling in subtle amusement. “You always bring me such lovely things… such a thoughtful boy.”

Boy.

Shanks freezes. His brain stops working.

She’s still standing too close. Still looking at him like she’s in control of this little game, like she’s the one toying with him. The way her fingers had just slid through his hair, the way she called him sweet—Oh, this wasn’t how this was supposed to go.

He was supposed to be the smooth one. The one who had her flustered. But instead—instead—she’s looking at him like he’s the young one, like he’s some eager pup trying to impress.

The worst part? His face is burning.

He coughs, straightening, trying to summon his usual cocky grin—failing miserably. “Hah—well—uh—course! Someone’s gotta take care of ya, yeah?” He reaches up to run a hand through his hair, only to realize she already did that.

She hums in response, clearly entertained, before turning away with that same effortless grace. And just as he exhales—thinking she’s leaving, thinking he can salvage what little pride he has left—she pauses. Turns back, eyes lidded with something unreadable, something slow, something deliberate. The air around her shifts, heavy with an allure so natural, so effortless, that it knocks the breath straight from his lungs.

Then—gods help him—she leans in.

It’s nothing dramatic, nothing exaggerated, nothing overtly intimate, yet somehow it’s everything. The warmth of her breath skims his cheek first, sending every nerve in his body into alert. Then, soft as a whisper, the press of her lips. Slow. Unhurried. Lingered just long enough to make his pulse stutter. It isn’t just a kiss—it’s an execution, a well-placed strike, a calculated move by someone who knows exactly the power she holds.

And then—just as he thinks he might actually forget how to breathe—she leans back, tilts her head with a smirk that drips with the kind of confidence he only dreams of having, and lets her fingertips trail lightly along his jaw as she finally steps away.

“Such a good boy,” she purrs, amusement curling in her tone like smoke, before turning on her heel and sauntering away, hips swaying, utterly, devastatingly in control.

Shanks doesn’t move. Can’t move. He stands there, completely and utterly wrecked, his heart hammering so hard he’s sure the entire ship can hear it. His fingers twitch at his sides, his face hotter than the damn sun, and when he finally—finally—blinks himself back to reality, the only thing that leaves his lips is a barely comprehensible, “…What the hell just happened?”

From a few feet away, Yasopp—who had witnessed the whole thing—bursts out laughing so hard he nearly doubles over. “Oh man, you are so out of your league.”

Shanks groans, dragging a hand down his face, mind still reeling. This wasn’t over. It couldn’t be over. He’d just… he’d just have to step up his game.

Right?

Right.

He was not a damn puppy.

…Right?

[wifetomanyfictionalmen]

Can you One piece live action (your choice of characters) reacting to reader calling them by their full name instead of a nickname the reader usually calls them? If not that's ok! 🤗 Have a good day or night!

Oooo yes!

Roronoa Zoro

- when you first call his name he doesn’t register it.

- but the seconds time when you yelled his full name, his swore his heart stopped.

- he doesn’t understand what he did wrong, or that was until he saw you.

- you were stood holding your own sword a grin on your face, you wanted to spar.

- his heart stopped pounding and he turned to you full

- “You sure you can take me sweet cheeks?”

Nami:

- when you call her name she’s confused.

- it was usually the crew that called her Nami. You were different. You called her Goldie.

- She began panicking as she rushed out of her room.

- you were stood there clutching something in your hands. A brass tube. A…map.

- Nami is calmer now. You were just excited

- “is that another pretty treasure for me?”

Vinsmoke Sanji

- His heart fully stops for a second.

- nobody has called his full name out like that since his father

- he is in a blind panic hoping his father hasn’t found him

- when he sees you waving frantically at him he’s confused at first until he sees where you are.

- on the lower deck you had caught quite a few fish, some not even native to this part of the seas an unexplained phenomenon

- “Please don’t scare me like that again Mon cher”

Monkey D Luffy:

- confused at first, nobody ever calls his first name

- other than his gramps..

- but there was no way Garp was here right? The oceans were clear.

- when he hears it again he looks up to see you in the crows nest.

- your waving your hands for him to join you. When he finally does he sees what you were so excited for. An island.

- “Good spot Meu Tesouro”

Usopp:

- the dread this man feels

- did he forget to do something? Did he miss something important? Did he misplace one of his pellets?

- the short answer was no.

- the long answer was you’d been calling his nickname for an hour and he hadn’t heard you.

- so you resorted to using his name.

- please never do that to him again. Just throw something

- “You made me panic dear”

Shanks:

- oh boy

- he doesn’t panic but he does get pissed.

- he hates being called his name

- prefers your nickname so when you don’t use it he gets pouty.

- when he finds you, he finds out all you wanted to do was cuddle.

- apparently when you called his nickname you didn’t respond.

- he apologizes and lays down with you

- “My apologies love”

Dracule Mihawk:

- when I tell you this man freezes.

- your playing a dangerous game calling his name out like that.

- while he’ll never admit it, he prefers the nicknames to his actual name, from you anyway

- he just stares you down as you smile innocently at him

- finds out all you wanted is to sit and read with him

- “Next time think before speaking my full name darling”

Buggy The Clown

- It takes alot to get a rise outta buggy.

- one is calling out his name. His full name. Not his nickname

- that and bullying him about his nose

- he absolutely panics when he hears you of all people calling his full name.

- millions of questions run through his head.

- what did he do? Who did he kill that was so important? Were you pissed that he lost the map to the grand line?

- before he can thing of anymore questions you run over and hug him tightly laughing.

- you had managed to make a copy of the map.

- a copy of his map

- “well Poupée….you certainly deserve a reward”

[ageingfangirl2]

I Take Care Of My Crew! Shanks x Reader SMUT!

You think you're alone, but your captain knows your dirty little secret and how can you refuse him, especially when all Shanks wants to do is take care of his crew. Shanks x Reader (Female) SMUT!

The Red Force had docked on another island to restock, and while the rest of the crew decided to enjoy the pleasures the taverns had to offer, you stayed on the ship to indulge in a little alone time with a purchase from a shop on the island. It was difficult being the only girl on the crew, and it wasn't helped that the guys took every opportunity to flex their bodies while treating you like a little sister since you were the youngest officer. Your last vibrator had died a couple of months ago and it wasn't until this island you could buy a new one.

You had built up respect from the crew, but if they found your toy there would be no end to the teasing. So you had to keep quiet when the ship was on the open sea, but tonight you could enjoy the sweet sensation of pleasuring yourself. After a relaxing bath, you slip into one of your nightgowns and light a candle on your dresser. This vibrator was different to the other one and the lady said this one would rock your world because one end was a bullet while the other end had a clit sucker.

You climb onto your bed lying on top of the sheets and start to play with your nipples through the gown which were hard because of the ship being naturally cold. You move your other hand to push up the hem of the gown feeling cold touch your intimate area making you shiver. You start to gently rub your folds, moving up to your clit which you circle slowly. You had enough mental material and imagination to quickly become aroused.

'Let's see what you can do,' you say teasingly, picking up the vibrator and bringing the bullet end down to your clit, 'let's start with old faithful.'

You probably should have played around with the settings beforehand because your whole body jolts at even the first setting, 'oh shit!' you moan.

You throw your head back and close your eyes, holding the toy on your clit allowing the pulsating vibes to go through your body to the very core.

'Mmm...yes...' you moan loudly, biting your lip as you scroll through the different settings.

Pleasure ripples across your lower half as your thighs buck, but you still hold firm, feeling tension build, a little ashamed at how quickly you were brought to orgasm.

'HELL YES...' you gasp, opening your eyes, taking note of your messy bedsheets from where your other hand had been clenching and your body writhing.

A sudden knock on your door scares you, and your thighs close around the toy instinctively forgetting to turn it off. No one should be back yet, it was too early.

'Hello, who is it?' you call out, quickly trying to get under the sheets to give the illusion of heading to bed.

'It's me, can I come in?' Shanks answers back, and you mentally curse yourself, Shanks didn't know how to keep a secret. Why the hell had he come back to check on you?

'Err...' you pause, your hands fidgeting under the sheets to stop the vibrator.

He opens the door and strolls in holding a box under his arm, he looks you over and frowns, 'a little early for bed isn't it?'

You hum, biting your lip, 'felt tired captain.'

He puts the box next to the candle on the dresser and smirks, 'Why are you squirming under the sheets?'

Shanks had no boundaries, as he pulled back the sheets revealing the vibrator you'd managed to turn off fall from between your thighs, 'you don't understand how hurt I am right now,' he pouts while still smirking.

'Excuse me, how are you hurt?' you question, quickly sitting up in bed after pulling your gown back down.

Shanks casually picks up the vibrator, 'I'm a good captain who takes care of his crew's needs. You had a need and didn't come to me.'

You stare at your captain dumbfounded, 'Err you'd tell the guys and they'd tease me, no offence when it comes to sex and secrets you can't keep your lips shut captain.'

Shanks nods in acknowledgement, 'Maybe, but I've known about your toys for the last year. Some nights I was curious about noises coming from your room, and despite being a good hider I found your vibrator during a search.'

You were shocked by his admission. He didn't sound disgusted, in fact, the way he was eyeing up the toy told you he might be curious. He was your main source of material, and even right now your pussy clenched at the fact he'd caught you.

You take a deep breath and decide to be bold, 'Do you want to try it on me captain?'

He raises an eyebrow and gulps as you pull your gown back up showing off your soaked pussy in all its glory, 'are you sure? I thought this was something girls did alone.'

You shake your head and lie back, your eyes not leaving his as you tempt him towards you with your hand, 'I have a need captain, aren't you going to take care of it?'

His smirk reaches his ears as his eyes darken and he licks his lips, 'I didn't know you were this horny, it's always the quiet ones.'

He picks up the box on the dresser and places it by you on the bed. You watch him take off his boots before he gets onto the bed with you. You relax, 'I can't have sex with anyone on the crew so this is the next best thing.'

Shanks turns on the sucker end of the vibrator and scrolls through the settings, 'do you have a crew member you think about the most?' he asks teasingly, stopping on a random setting.

You nod, 'I do captain.'

He brings the sucker down towards your clit nudging your legs further apart, 'do tell, I'm curious.'

You shiver in anticipation, 'he has red hair, scars across one eye, and don't get me started on his perfect chest.'

The toy touches your clit and you curse loudly as it sticks to you, 'FUCK!'

If the bullet got you, the way this attacked your clit with so much pressure was enough to blow your mind.

Shanks sits back on his heels admiration and lust on his face, 'I'm flattered you chose your captain, you're not too bad on the eyes yourself.'

You clench the sheets on either side of you as you come undone, 'Mmn...so...good...'

You notice Shanks pick up the box and hold it in front of him, 'I take care of my crew's needs. I got you something, I don't think you've owned one of these before.'

While writhing you manage to watch him take off the lid and pull out a toy that has caught your eye in the shop but had intimidated you. It was a vibrating dildo, 'that looks big,' you gasp.

Shanks runs his hand down the length of the dildo, 'I'll tell you the real thing is better, but if you've actually thought about my dick inside you then this is a good place to start, stretch you out properly.'

Your eyes widen, was he suggesting he was bigger than the dildo, that thought alone pulled another orgasm from you, 'then stretch me out, captain.'

You spread your legs as far as they'll go, your juices slick enough to coat the dildo without much prep. Shanks grunts as he runs the tip of the dildo up and down your folds, 'turn off the vibrator,' he orders, 'the only noise I want to hear is you imagining getting off on my dick fucking you.'

With shaky hands you turn off the vibrator and remove it from your now sensitive clit, 'I'm ready captain.'

Shanks pushes the tip against your entrance that throbs around it before engulfing it, 'good girl,' he praises.

He slides the whole length inside you, your body betraying you as it eagerly stretches around it without much pain or protest.

'Are you comfortable?' he asks.

You nod, 'Yes captain.'

Your body should have been prepared after the vibrator power but the second Shanks turns on the dildo you're overcome with a sensation you haven't experienced before, with a dildo penetrating you instead of using your fingers.

'So good...SHIT!' you curse, back arching.

Shanks chuckles darkly, 'Close your eyes and think of me.'

You comply closing your eyes, and moan sharply as he pushes it in and out of you at varying speeds. It had been a good month since you had sex so you were a little tight, but your walls hugged the dildo leaving you at the mercy of your captain who was grunting and praising you. He was clearly getting off himself at the scene the two of you found yourselves in.

You let your imagination go wild as pleasure consumes every inch of your body, 'going to cum...' you mumble, words coming out of your lips between gasps and moans.

'Cum for me, cum for your captain,' Shanks commands, his voice firm like he was casually shouting orders at the crew.

You buck your hips and release around the dildo, breathing heavily as Shanks allows you to ride your high. You open your eyes and sigh contently, 'Thank you, captain.'

Shanks removes the dildo and pulls down your gown, 'Get yourself cleaned up and straight to bed young lady.'

You sit up and motion towards his obvious bulge, 'What about your needs captain?'

Shanks grins, 'I have plenty of material, don't you worry your pretty head. But the dildo comes with me.'

You pout, 'why? I thought you got it for me.'

Shanks laughs as he gets up from the bed and picks up the dildo, 'If you want to use it you will do so in my presence, can't have you having too much fun on your own.'

Before you can argue, he bends down and kisses you softly on the forehead, this man was very confusing and always had ulterior motives. But he had rocked your world, so you'd let him off the hook for now, but you would get your hands on that dildo again.

[layla4567]

A WHOLE NEW WORLD

Shanks x Mermaid!reader

Part 2

Summary: A curious and reckless little mermaid with a love for humans glimpses a beach with a dock from afar and a child playing, she will learn more about the human world

Warnings: fluffyfluffyfluffy - no proofread - inspired by the little mermaid (duh)

Wc: 4k

What you loved most in the world was observing humans and not only them but also everything that was on the surface. Sometimes you sat on rocks in the middle of the sea and looked at the coast where there were things that you didn't have at the bottom of the ocean. It's not that you despised your life down there but sometimes it used to be kind of boring. Up there there were different kinds of plants, animals, and the human homes had strange shapes but were tall and beautiful. Your parents weren't so strict and understood your curiosity better than anyone so they often let you surface as long as you stayed away from the coast. But what they were really harsh on was the pirate ships, they hated them. They always told you stories about heartless humans who hunted animals and mermaids to do who knows what with them. These stories scared you a little but you knew that your parents weren't trying to do that when telling them to you, they simply wanted you to be aware of the dangers up there.

One day you were lying belly down on some flat rocks enjoying the sun on your scales when in the distance you heard a high-pitched, squeaky voice followed by laughter. You stood up like a seal, resting your hands on the rock and in the distance you saw a child who was playing near a dock. You've never seen a child so small. Moved by curiosity, you sank into the water and slowly approached the wooden dock to get a better look. This would definitely not please your parents who told you so many times to stay away from the coast, but they didn't have to know it.

"GIVE UP MARINE OR YOU WILL SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES, GRAAAH!"

You couldn't help but smile. The little boy had curly brown hair and was wearing a white t-shirt with red stripes. He was playing with some wooden dolls. The boy emanated such a happy energy that you got even closer until you were under the dock, trying not to let him see you.

"YOU CAN'T AGAINST THE GREAT LUFFY, KING OF THE PIRATES!"

You giggled when you heard it, but even though you tried to be silent, the boy heard you and turned around looking for where the laughter was coming from. Scared, you went deeper into the water.

"What was that? Is there anyone there?"

Little Luffy approached the dock and you could hear his footsteps echoing on the wood while you prayed from below that he wouldn't see you.

"Come on, get out of wherever you are!"

Suddenly the boy turned upside down and stuck his head out from under the dock, discovering you. You walked away while hugging a pole that supported the pier, scared. The boy opened his eyes wide but then smiled widely and his eyes narrowed.

"Hi!! what's your name?"

You remained silent, looking at him scared. You had never been so close to a human and even though he was just a child you were afraid that he would give you away, the existence of mermaids was supposed to be a mystery, a myth, legends that were told to children to entertain them. Luffy noticed your fear and calmed you down.

"Please don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

You decided to trust the boy, he seemed to be honest so with your ability to speak different languages, even dead languages, you answered him.

"I'm (y/n)"

You moved a little away from where you were holding and waved your tail in the water, the little one gasped excitedly and you smiled.

"Oh what a pretty tail you have, I've never seen a mermaid before!!!"

The boy, who was already a little dizzy from having his head hanging, straightened up and rested his head between his hands and his elbows on the wood while you approached the edge timidly. Little Luffy was excited to chat with you and learn new things about you. With your hands on the edge of the dock you told him about your life at the bottom of the sea.

"Luffy do you want to see a trick?"

He nodded his head vigorously, smiling happily, showing all his white teeth. You placed your palm on the water and collected a little water, then with your other hand you made a movement and the water became a large drop that floated in the air and then a few seconds later it burst and became a puddle again. . Luffy shouted happily and clapped his hands enthusiastically. You laughed, infected by his joy, that child was adorable. Suddenly a voice came from afar and seemed to get closer.

"LUFFY! WHERE ARE YOU, KID?"

The two of you looked at each other startled as the boy jumped to his feet and you went back to hide under the dock. A man with an open white shirt and red hair was heading towards Luffy.

"Luffy, where have you been, brat? I looked for you everywhere". He told him affectionately

"Sorry Shanks, I was just playing pirates and marines"

"Again? You always play that, don't you get tired?"

"Never, because when I grow up I will also be a great pirate like you!"

The little guy puffed out his chest proudly and stood on his hips while Shanks laughed and ruffled his hair.

"Alright pirate let's get back to the ship you still have to help me"

The redhead walked away from there and you slowly came out of hiding to spy on him, you were sorry you couldn't get a good look at him but his hair color caught your attention and you liked it. You also thought it was cute the way he addressed Luffy, so kind and warm. When he left you approached the edge of the dock again and Luffy told you

"I'm sorry, I have to go or he'll be angry."

Now the boy's face seemed downcast and his tone was sad, very different from his happy attitude before. You nodded and told him you understood. Before he ran away you begged him.

"Please don't tell anyone that you saw me."

"Don't worry, it will be our secret. Will I see you again tomorrow?"

"I'll be here". You said sealing a promise

The brown boy trotted happily towards where the adult had gone and you stood there sighing. You hoped he would keep his word and not say anything and at the same time you were excited to have found a human friend.

DAYS AFTER

The next day you returned to the dock with Luffy and so on the next day and the day after that. Several days passed where you played with the boy that you were a damsel in distress and he had to save you. And just as he learned from you, you learned from him, you knew that Shanks cared for him and lived on his ship and his pirate crew. One sunny afternoon you and Luffy were playing on the coast a little far from the pier, the boy had entered the sea next to you and was caressing your mermaid tail that shone in the sun's rays. It was the color of sunsets when the sun dies on the horizon.

"Ah! it's very slippery!". The surprised boy laughed

You laughed happily "Thank you, I follow an intensive beauty treatment". You mocked

They were both laughing while you did tricks in the water. Suddenly a familiar voice came to you again, it was Shanks.

"Come on Luffy! It's late, go back to the ship!"

You barely had time to hide by sinking your head in the water and the boy ran to the shore splashing water. Shanks approached with a small furry white dog.

"Oh please just a little longer"

"I already said no besides, why do you want to be here? Were you playing alone?"

Luffy looked towards the sea and you were praying under the water that the little one wouldn't miss saying that he was playing with a real mermaid. Luffy saw the red-haired man again.

"Yes, what's wrong with that? I was jumping the waves."

Shanks laughed shaking his head "Alright, alright you can continue jumping waves tomorrow but that's enough for today, come on"

The pirate patted the boy's shoulder and gently pushed him away. Luffy snorted but obeyed him and trotted away. Shanks stood for a while admiring the sun bet. The little dog followed him and started barking.

"Hey little one, why did you follow me? Do you feel like playing?"

In response, the white dog barked twice and Shanks, laughing, started chasing him, throwing small branches at him and the canine returned them happily. Under the water you smiled, feeling your heart warmer. You got a little closer without taking your head out of the water to see him better. He was still wearing that white shirt but now he was wearing a straw hat on his head. He had a smile as warm as the sun and beautiful brown eyes, you had met hundreds of humans but no one as beautiful as him, he was beautiful inside and out. At one point Shanks threw the branch into the water and the dog went to look for it but before grabbing it he started barking like crazy looking in your direction. You see the redhead calling the dog

"Come on, bring it! What's going on?"

The little white dog wouldn't stop barking and Shanks got impatient and came dangerously close to the shore, putting his feet in the water. Impulsively you swam deeper into the water and that caused waves in the sea. The curious redhead got a little closer as the dog began to walk towards the dock, he was following you. Shanks trotted after him while you hid under the wooden dock but the dog was very smart and easily found your hiding place. You stuck your head out as you desperately tried to shush the dog and make him shut up. Too late. The red-haired captain had already arrived at the small dock and was looking for the dog.

"What's the problem, crazy dog? What do you-!"

Standing in the sand on the side of the pier, Shanks saw you there motionless and with your face twisted in terror. A mermaid. You had long hair with tiny pearls and a seaweed top with a single strap, your tail that could be seen in the crystal clear water was an ombré between red and orange. Shanks froze in place and he couldn't help but admire you with his eyebrows raised. He slowly approached but you gasped and quickly got into the water.

"Wait no! Don't leave!"

The man slowly climbed onto the dock and sat down trying to see you but the water was still. He looked around as he scratched his neck in confusion. Had it been his imagination or had he really seen a mermaid? And a beautiful one at that.

"Please don't go, I didn't want to scare you, I'm so sorry" . He tried to calm down

Shanks waited for a response, a movement in the water but it never came, without giving up he spoke again.

"I'm Shanks, what's your name?"

Silence

The captain sighed and was about to get up and turn to leave when he heard a slight splashing noise. I looked at the sea and there you were close, barely sticking out half of your face so that only your eyes stood out to see it. He smiled and sat like a Buddha on the edge of the pier. He didn't know what to say, he just looked at you dumbfounded. Your eyes were so expressive that with just one look you said everything. You looked at him surprised and with a hint of curiosity.

"Hi, come closer, I promise not to hurt you" . He raised his hands in a sign of peace.

You frowned but decided to trust him since the little you had seen of that pirate were good things. You sank your head and swam until you were close to the edge, you stuck your head out again and looked at him expectantly. The captain thought that up close you were even more stunning.

"You are the most fascinating creature I have ever seen."

You smiled, wrinkling your nose, and the redhead felt like his heart was about to explode in his chest.

"Well, now will you tell me your name?". He asked hopefully.

You pouted thoughtfully and then opened your mouth doubtfully.

"(y/n)"

He smiled happily "(y/n)~, beautiful name"

You felt your heart beat faster. Hearing your name slip across his lips with so much grace made you see stars in broad daylight. Suddenly the little dog approached the edge of the dock and lowered his head to see you and smell you. More animated, you gently took a finger out of the water and touched the dog's nose, laughing childishly. Shanks felt in paradise with you and listening to your voice.

"Is the puppy yours?" You asked softly.

"Who, this rascal? No, he just followed me when I was walking around the island". He petted the dog and you giggled happily, he smiled back at you.

Moved by the curiosity to know more about this man who made your heart beat, you rested your arms on the edge of the dock closer to him. You shouldn't be so reckless, but could a pirate who is compassionate towards children and animals really be so cruel? Shanks was surprised but feeling the same curiosity as you, he began to ask you things.

"So tell me what mermaids like you do apart from making the poor men who walk along the coasts fall in love with them?"

You opened your eyes wide and buried your face in your hands as he let out soft laughs shaking his shoulders. Why did he say those sweet things to you?

"Is it true that they also bewitch them and throw them into the sea?"

You frowned until you wrinkled your face and shook your head vigorously. "No! Those are the sirens, we are very different!". You said ofended

He laughed nervously, raising his hands again in a sign of surrender "Ok ok I'm sorry I didn't mean to offend you."

So the minutes passed and they continued talking impatiently. He delighted in hearing your bell-shaped voice and staring at your eyes that seemed to shine with excitement when you commented on your admiration for the surface. Your little face wrinkled when you talked about something you didn't like and relaxed again when I told him about your family, you were an open book. Shanks learned a lot about you and your soul, you were a naturally curious being with a kind heart. You absorbed every bit of information he gave you about him like a sponge while you rested your head tilted on your arms and cast a dreamy gaze on him. You suddenly laughed in delight and casually commented

"You're just like Luffy." You said with a sing-song laugh.

He looked at you confused "Wait, Luffy? Do you know him?"

At that moment you raised your eyebrows worried and then bit your lip looking down. Those meetings were supposed to be a secret but when you started talking there was no one to stop you. Shanks, far from getting angry, laughed out loud, clutching his stomach.

"Now I understand why he went alone to the dock every afternoon"

He looked at you happy and you smiled in relief. Then Shanks took off his hat and delicately reached out to put it on your head. At first you wanted to back away scared but you stayed in your place. The hat was a little bigger than your head and covered your face. When he finished putting it on you, you raised your head slightly to see him from below with your shoulders slightly hunched and your face red like the pirate's hair. He laughed softly, you looked so cute in his hat. You bit your lower lip in a smile that wanted to be mischievous but on you it looked innocent as if you had committed a prank. In his eyes you were the sweetest mermaid in all of East Blue. You touched the brim of the hat and made to take it off but he stopped you by placing his hand in yours and placing the straw hat back on your head.

"Please keep it, so I'll have an excuse to see you again."

Gasping surprised, looking with her mouth slightly open, did he want to see you again? Why suddenly all the humans you met wanted to see you again?

"I'll give it back to you tomorrow, I promise."

"I know you'll do it"

And you put out a dripping hand to take his. The change in temperature was noticeable between the two of you, your hand was very cold and his was warm. You extended your pinky and intertwined his. You didn't know what it meant but you had seen children do it once.

He laughed and walked away with the dog following him, wagging his tail happily. You stayed near the dock trying to retain that feeling that the pirate had left you. Now you felt that the water was warmer as well as your skin. You sighed long and smiling you returned to the sea

The next day you kept your promise and returned to the dock. There Shanks was already waiting for you, drawing doodles in the sand. When he saw you from a distance, his face lit up with a big smile and he approached the wooden surface barefoot. The first thing he saw was your red tail and then he saw your expressive and mischievous eyes peek out from under the water. You pulled your face out completely as he crouched down a little and placed his hands on his bent knees to get a better look at you.

"Have you brought my hat, miss?"

You nod cheerfully and take your hand out of the water to reveal a soaked straw hat, the fabric had softened a little from the humidity but it was healthy. When you gave it to him he crumpled it a little to get rid of the water and put it on his head. Some drops from the hat continued to drip down his face and wet his hair. The brim of the hat fell towards his face and you could only laugh. He smiled and laughed with you, lifting the straw brim to look at you better.

"I guess it looks better on you than it does on me."

"I'm sorry" You said between laughs. "I tried to keep it as dry as possible, that's why I wanted you to keep it but you insisted on taking it with me."

He sat down "Don't worry honey, it will dry out if I put it in the sun. Plus I wanted to give it to you so you can think about me". He finished saying flirty

Your face turned slightly the color of your tail and you tilted your head towards your shoulder as you gripped the edge of the dock. Now being closer you could see his features. His brown eyes shining just for you, his small beard of days. Everything about him was perfect and he caught your attention, a kind face, that's what you wanted to see for a long time. You were so enthralled admiring its beauty that you almost forgot something.

"Oh wait I almost forgot!" . You said, raising your hand and waving it in front of him, asking him to wait for you right there.

In the blink of an eye you disappeared into the water before Shanks' perplexed but amused gaze. After a few minutes you reappeared and left a beautiful mother-of-pearl shell on the dock near his feet. He grabbed it and examined it curiously. She was really beautiful

"This is for me?". He looked at you

You nod, staring at him "It's a tradition and a kind of legend. Inside that conch I enclosed a song, every time you put it to your ear you will be able to hear my voice. But you will have to return it to me after six days or I will not be able to sing again. When a mermaid gives a conch to a person… she's swearing eternal love." . You finished shyly

The pirate was listening to you attentively until you mentioned the last part and his eyes widened and his eyebrows raised. He stayed looking at you for a few seconds, your eyes seemed sincere and now he felt his own cheeks getting hot. To hide his embarrassment he looked towards the conch and was going to put it to his ear when you stopped him.

"No!... not yet. Listen to it when you feel alone and I'm not by your side"

Shanks smiled tenderly at you with that warm smile you loved to see. Then he took your hand and intertwined it with yours, promising to do so. You two continued talking animatedly about anything. The red-haired man felt like he could be the same with you and you felt the same way. You even playfully pushed him into the water to play. When the afternoon fell you saw the horizon with sadness and he noticed it.

"What's wrong sweetness?"

You stopped seeing the horizon and looked at him sadly. "It's time for me to come back, my family will be worried…"

He simply sighed and nodded and stared at you. Before you could leave he came over and threatened to kiss you on the cheek.

"Did you know that if you do that you will get scales…?"

Shanks frowned and scoffed at his confused expression, his expressions softening.

"I was kidding Shanks, you should see your face." . You said playfully

He raised an eyebrow, playing along with you and smiling. “I was going to take the risk anyway, little one.”

He finished tilting his face and gave you the warmest, sweetest kiss. His lips were soft on your cheek and his beard scratched you lightly. They promised to see each other again. That night Shanks locked himself in his room and listened to the conch. The sound was sweet and in tune like hearing an angel sing. He closed his eyes and fell asleep listening to your singing

TIME AFTER

Shanks walked around the deck of his ship carrying things from here to there. Despite that, he seemed quite distracted, earning the ridicule of his crew.

"Is the captain drunk again or is it because of a woman?"". A sailor laughed out loud

The redhead ignored the mockery, rolling his eyes. No one knew that he was seeing a beautiful mermaid, not even young Luffy. Every night he would lie in his bed and listen to the conch, imagining that it was you singing for him. So the afternoon passed and suddenly he remembered what you had told him. But you will have to return it to me after six days or I will not be able to sing again

Startled, he tried to remember the last time he saw you. Exactly six days had passed. Shit. But night had not yet fallen, perhaps I could return it to you before the end of the day and save your voice.

The most exalted captain ordered them to hoist the sails and set out to sea. The others looked at him confused but obeyed his orders. Even Luffy asked him what was happening but Shanks answered vague things. In his mind there was only room for you and the desire to be able to give you the conch.

Meanwhile you were in the sea sticking your head out waiting to see your loved one. You were worried because you couldn't find him anywhere and he wasn't on the shore like he usually did. You didn't care that much about the conch, you just wanted to see him again and the thought that he had forgotten about you sank your heart like a heavy rock. Suddenly in the distance you saw a pirate ship. Was it Shanks'? All the pirate stories that your parents had told you came to your mind.

"Be strong and brave (y/n). It's now or never". You said with determination

If your parents saw you now they would have a fit. You swam quickly towards the ship until you were a few meters away. Suddenly a scream startled you and you looked up. There was Shanks looking at you with a relieved smile. Just in time as the sun was very close to the horizon

"HELP ME GET HER ON BOARD!!"

Somewhat scared, you saw how they pulled a boat and the pirate told you to get on it. With effort you jumped into the wooden boat. With some ropes they began to lift you up quickly. The pirates' voices became louder and closer and when you were up there a lot of curious eyes were looking at you. You felt intimidated and helpless. Shanks knew it so he approached you trying to make you look only at him to calm you down.

"Here I am, calm down"

And it worked because as soon as you saw it, it was as if everything around you had become more blurry. I smiled shyly. Then Shanks called a pirate and when he approached he handed him something. It was the conch. He handed it to you delicately as if it were a ritual, fearing that it would break the pearl. You grabbed it and at that moment the conch began to twinkle softly like a star, until it shone as bright as a small sun. The pirates approached curiously as the light illuminated them. Shanks's brown eyes turned amber as they were illuminated by the conch.

Suddenly the pearly object suddenly went out. You hummed softly to check if it had worked and your face lit up in a big smile when you saw that you could indeed sing. You were happy and looked at him excitedly, laughing airily. He smiled back at you and came closer to you, resting his arms on the boat.

"What had you told me about kissing a mermaid? That I would grow scales and turn into a fish?"

You laughed loudly until your nose wrinkled. Without thinking you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss him. With so much force that you pulled him and he fell into the boat with you. He hugged you, putting his arms around your waist while the pirates whistled, applauded and cheered for their captain.

[sinning-23]

Choke Me!

How they react to being choked or you choking them OPLA Headaconon

This one gets spicey lol so hold on to your panties and briefs

Luffy

-He kind of gives a nervous laugh and his eyes get all big and his brows practically touch his hairline with how high they're raised.

-You were his rather chaotic s/o and in an attempt to prove you could totally breathe and not pass out if the situation ever occurred where you were being choked out, you asked him to help with the demonstration.

-"C'mon! Luffy please! You won't hurt me watch!" You beg, sliding his hand over your throat.

-It proved obvious that you both had underestimated how...hot it would be. You both just stay there, processing while he gives a test squeeze. Your gasp sounded more like a moan.

"Wow okay um....yeah. thanks. L-Like I was saying I'd totally...uh...forget it" You sputter out, trying to escape the situation as fast as possible.

-Later that day you were sitting out front bored out of your mind when Luffy approached you. You smile, making space for him to sit with you. One small pec turned into 4-5 more intense kisses and before you knew it he had you straddling him. Subconsciously, his had managed to crawl its way back to your throat, just slightly applying pressure to the sides.

"I didn't think I'd like that as much as I did." He admits, making you nod in agreement.

"Do it again."

And boy howdy does he not waste a second to fulfill your wish.

Zoro

-There was always a bit of a power struggle between you and Zoro. You were both pretty strong but there was always the question of who was stronger than the other.Of course, he insited you to train and in an attempt to show him you will always have the one up on him, you agree.

-It started off fine but then he had managed to rid you of your sword. And he blinked and you had rid him of his. He went to pick them up again but you swiped your foot under his and grabbed him by the throat, slamming him onto he hard wood below.

-He choked from shock for a second and calmed a bit when he realized just how nice your hand felt there. You didn't let up either, waiting for him to admit his defeat before you got to saunter off with your newly proven point. Like hell he’d let you think you were stronger than him. More cunning, sure?

-"Don’t tell me you're that turned on Zoro, can't even admit you've been beaten?" You chuckle, releasing him with a smile.

-He groans out a sharp 'shut up.' And sits up. Even though he'd never admit it....he would mind being under you like that again...

Sanji

-In the established relationship you and Sanji were already in, you two were freaky on the daily. There was never a dull moment where one of you wasn't groping, kissing, licking or touching the other in a way far from appropriate. On this particular day, Sanji thought it'd be a wonderful idea to see who could resist the other the longest. You were fine for the most part, reminding yourself it was just for the day and that when midnight came you be on him like white on rice.

-SANJI however was falling apart at the seams. And it certainly didn't help that you were teasing him to the brink of insanity all day. You would only slightly graze his lower back when trying to get by. Or call him for help in a tone that was practically dripping with desire.

-Anyway, he had clearly had enough and when he saw you sitting on his coundertop, with a grin on your face that has shown you knew you were up to no good, he just...snapped. You blinked and his hand was already at your throat, the cold metal from his ring pressing into your neck as he kiss becomes feverish. He squeezes a little harder now, spreading your thighs so he can slot himself between them.

“Not a sound y/n. I need you. Now.”

Usopp

-Sure Usopp had this goofy and somewhat exaggerated aesthetic he portared to everyone else, but you...you knew how nasty he could get. If no one else knew how much of a freak Usopp was, you did. In this current situation, he had you against the storage closet's wall, thrusting upward with quickness as you mewl and moan, practically drooling with the way he fucked into you.

-He's got his lip tucked between those pearly whites, his head falling to rest against the wall space between your neck and shoulder. After one particularly nice thrust, you'd whimpered a bit too loud for his liking...well he loved when you were loud, but he wasn't too keen on getting caught. Before he could stop himself, his hand was already around your neck, a fiery kiss added to shut you up.

-"Keep it down, okay baby? I know I make you feel good but you gotta be quiet." He encourages, your eyes nearly rolling back when you nod.

-The increased pressure only fueled your impending orgasm and soon enough he was chuckling when you dropped your head onto his shoulder. Your hand squeezed his wrist and he only smiled, pressing kisses to your collarbone as he fucks you through it, praises of, 'that's it,' and 'atta girl' rolling off his lips.

-"Whoa sorry, are you okay? Was that too much?" He whispers, releasing his grip on your throat, only for you to return his hand to its rightful place against your esophagus.

-There he was, that cautious goofball you fell for in the first place. He had a way of switching up when it came to being intimate. Still goofy, but far more serious

-"No, it was perfect." You hum, your lips meeting in a kiss.

Nami

-Your attitude was so shitty today and when you had snapped at your girlfriend, she decided that you needed to remember who exactly the fuck you were talking to.

-It all started when you woke up earlier that morning and you had a crick in your neck. When you went to brush your teeth, all the toothpaste was gone, and you had to use baking soda from the kitchen. Gross.

-Your clothes felt uncomfortable, and when you stumbled into the kitchen for breakfast,t Luffy had already scarfed it down. A half-eaten piece of bacon would have to do.

You had a headache coming on and the boat rocking was beginning to make you seasick. To make matters worse, Usopp insisted on talking your ear off about nonsense and it felt like the whole beginning of your day was wasted.

-So far your day was nothing short of irritating and when Sanji opened his mouh to flirt all that came out as a response was venom rather then your usual taunt back.

-"Whoa, that's off even for you. What's wrong?" Nami questions, just barely grazing your hip.

"Piss off-"

-Before the statement could even finish leaving your lips Nami’s got your wrist in a grip. A look of ‘you fucked up’ was written over Sanji’s face and all you could hear was your heart pounding in your ears.

It less than a minute when she had you by your throat, her lips dangerously close to your ear.

"Fix your attitude. I'm only trying to check on you and you're being a diva. Need it fucked out of you? Use your words and ask for it." She instructs, your head nodding damn near on its own.

Shanks

-Shanks always has his hand on or near your neck. It's his way of being possessive of you. If his hand isn't on your hi,p then it's on the back of your neck or near it.

One day, however, he decided that during one of your little sessions, he's start by kissing you slow, only to let his hand slide up and caress the curve of your throat. He smiles, moving from your lips to your neck.

"So beautiful. Y'know, my hand makes quite the necklace, don't you think?" He teases, giving your neck a test squeeze.

You cant help but roll your eyes, butterflies vibratingin your stomach and he can see the embarassment crawlup your neck and over your face.

-"Ah don't get all shy on me now, I thought ou liked this?" He teases

Buggy

-He's not easy to overpower.... well for everyone else, at least. When it came to you, he's like putty in your hands.

_On this particular day, you had a few questions about his devilfruit abilities and one thing led to another annddddd

-"So I could technically just pull it right off?" You ask, thubs sliding down either side of his adam's apple as you look quizzically at his neck

'Yep, that's the jist sweetheart." He grunts, shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Did you seriously have to be so soft when you touched him? Hes been through worse shit you could at least-

-Its when your left hand squeezes that he lets out a strangled groan. Big mistake, because the look in your eyes was far from innocent.

"If I didn't know wny better captain, id say you quite enjoyed that?"

-He's convinced you're sent by the devil to kill him if you keep this up.

[theladyofmanyfandomsafterhours]

More Than We Thought.

Shanks x Reader

Explicit | NSFW | 18+ only

Warnings: Heavy (but ‘delicate’?) smut under the cut - trust me. There’s no build up, we just dive right in.

A/n: It’s purely self-indulgent. I’m hiding under my covers so you can’t see me - is it working?

Inspired by Dirtier Thoughts by Nation Haven.

I’ve written clean fanfic over 6 years so I’m terrified to post something so explicit. But we’re allowed to branch out right?

For less steamy fics, try the main blog.

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Shanks pressed his hand just under your belly button, his fingers lightly tracing the outline of where his hard length had entered the most intimate part of your body. He could feel himself squeezed inside. He moved forward slightly and saw the bulge underneath his palm follow the movement.

He glanced up at you and saw your head laying on the mattress, chin tilted up and lips between your teeth. He pushed in deeper and the bump grew slowly. You hummed at the sensation. Heels adjusting on the edge of the bed as you spread your legs as much as you could to let him in.

Taking the positive signs, Shanks kept going further - keeping an eye on the way your hand gripped the sheets. But his main focus was seeing how high the bulge under your skin could go before there was no more space. He wanted it to reach your belly button but even the human body had its restraints.

Bit by bit, he pushed until you let out a soft gasp when he had hit capacity. Shanks looked down at where you were connected, a small frown settled on his face - there was still a bit more of him left.

“Shanks.” You whispered. “What’s wrong?”

The Red-Haired pirate smiled. “I’ve filled you but I...” he leaned forward to kiss your neck. “I’m bigger than we both thought.”

There was a pause before you gave a breathy response. “Push it in.”

Shanks peppered another slow kiss beside the first letting his tongue linger just a little. “Are you sure?”

Looking down, you finally met his eyes since it all started. “Push it in and then repeat it.”

Shanks laughed softly and caught your mouth with his. Nipping the bottom lip when he pulled back. “You’re not going to be able to walk tomorrow if I start.”

Lifting your head up slightly, you copied his kiss and tugged at his lip lightly. “I dare you to have me not walk for a whole week.”

The grin on Shanks’ face distracted you for a split second until there was a sudden harsh pressure in your core as he forced the rest of himself inside you. The fit was undeniably tight and Shanks knew it. He hit the one sensitive spot that made you react in a way that made his heart race. Head thrown back, eyes closed, your mouth opened but was unable to voice a desperate scream. Only managing a short and sharp, “A-Ah!”

“Are you okay?” Shanks asked just to be sure.

You took a few seconds to catch your breath and adjust to his size. “Fine - a little warning would have been nice.” You told him honestly. When his smile dropped a little, you grabbed his chin and smiled. “But where’s the fun in that, right? Do your worst.”

“Looks like you’re not going to be able to talk for a week either.” Shanks returned with a smirk.

He pulled out carefully and when his hips moved a second time, he slammed himself into you - this time getting one hell of a scream from your lips. Then he did it again - pulled out to the tip before ramming back inside - and then again, determined to make your legs tremble until they wouldn’t hold you upright for the next week…or more.

Each thrust sent your voice screaming spirals into the air sometimes as a cry of pleasure other times just his name - and it only spurred him on. When Shanks started to speed up, your hands found his body. Nails clawing into his skin with a dull pain but it was nothing compared to what he was pounding into you.

If it became too much, you would shout the designated safe word but until he heard any part of that phrase, you were at his mercy. His hard length diving in and out of your body -

…until you couldn’t speak.

…until your legs quaked.

…until you had no more of your juices to release.

…until your insides were drowned in his hot spend.

And until your body was newly shaped to fit all that he was squeezing.

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A/n: Still in shock I wrote that. Sweet dreams x

[luna0713hunter]

Pulling your lover in by the collar and passionate kissing, pressed up against a wall with Shanks please? Established relationship please!

"Pulling your lover in by the collar"

"Passionate kissing"

"Pressed up against the wall"

Based on this prompt

Warnings : kinda suggestive,age gap relationship, established relationship,heated makeout,lots of pet names as usual

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Having time alone with Shanks,to say was rare was an understatement.

You never could catch the man alone.

As the captain, Shanks was always needed somewhere; whether he was fighting with other pirates,or helping around,he was never alone.

So as Shanks pulls you in his empty office and shuts the door,and motions for you to keep quiet,you cant help the giddy feeling that spreads inside.

"Finally can have some alone time with my princess," he wraps his arm around your shoulder and pulls you to his chest while he buries his nose in your hair;the scent calming his nerves, "dont get me wrong,i love my crew. But they dont know a damn thing about privacy."

You giggle and rest your chin on his chest to look up at him with a grin.

"so," your fingers trace his sharp jawline,then his adam's apple, "now that we're all alone,whats your plan?"

Shanks merely smiles in response before suddenly he pushes you against the wooden wall. His right arm rests above your head as he lowers his and leans forward so that his breath is on your ear. The sensation of it has you shivering.

"i plan lots and lots of things,darling. After all,its quite hard to hold myself back around you."

Your smile melts into something lovesick as you grip his collar and pull him closer.

"well,what are you waiting for, Captain?"

The words are barely out of your mouth before Shanks pressing his lips against yours. And gods,kissing Shanks never gets old.

Shanks is a gentle kisser;he never rushes you or pushes you too far. He always lets you pick the pace you're comfortable with and he goes along willingly. So when you nip at his lower lip and look at him with half lidded eyes,Shanks gets the message.

One minutes he's kissing you gently,and the next he's pushing you further to the wall and while pressing his chest to yours. The kiss turns heated so fast it gives you a whiplash as you try to keep up with your Captain's speed. Shanks sure wasn't kidding about holding himself back; judging by how he pressed himself against yours completely,he was trying hard to not spook you before that.

So you wrap your arms around his neck,and pull him down more; letting him move as he pleases and you willingly following.

You were loving every second of it.

Soft Shanks was your favorite,but passionate Shanks?

You could never get enough of it.

When Shanks pulls away you let out a loud breath;trying to regulate your breathing once again. He rests his forehead against your while his own breathing is slightly out of rhythm.

"you alright,baby girl?"

You nod hurriedly and when he smiles,you tug at his collar again.

"more."

"oh my love," you murmurs against your lips, "if only others knew you had the Captain wrapped around your finger."

You let out a breathy giggle,and then his lips are on yours once again.

If only others knew how you'd give up your whole life,just for your Captain.

[dreamlandcreations]

Imagine that Shanks adopts you into his crew as his pet...

Imagine that Shanks adopts you into his crew as his pet after he rescued you, not knowing that the cutest little cat that likes to take naps with him is actually a human who's got shapeshifting powers after eating a devil fruit.

You quite enjoy being pampered and adored by this confusing man so you wouldn't be against staying with him but you would rather not spend your life as a cat, so that puts you into a dilemma.

You only had one job until you figured out what to do: avoid sea water. How hard could that be? On a ship. In the middle of the endless sea. With a storm coming your way...

[bonesofapoet]

sea salt. shanks x you author's note : right so i picked up reading one piece again, rewatched the live action and was immediately reminded how much i lovvvvve his la counterpart and would also fall to my knees for him almost immediately <3 prompt : ingens aequor: the vast ocean word count : 517

The pirate Shanks knew he was many things. He just never thought he'd ever become such a fool. 

Night had fallen in a swell of graceless dancing and lazy smiles chasing away the hot, messy kiss of the hellfire sun. Moonlight floated up into the velvet sky to take its place, graceful in the way it lit up the world cast in shadows and secrets and the blooming, careless hope that only exists under the storybook drawings of stars.

It's just as cruel as it is ironic, that he finds you waiting for him under those exact same stars in that exact shade of twilight dreaming. Sand squishes under your feet as the tide rolls in, closer and closer to whisking you away before Shanks will ever get the chance.

He pauses, eyes roaming over your glowing silhouette all silver-kissed and divine. You sway a little among the embrace of salty, sparkling sea-spray, relishing the eerie calm in your heart before a storm comes to wash it all away.

And yet, Shanks remains rooted to his place in the sand, willing himself to commit this sight, this feeling, to memory: how peaceful you seem. How radiant, and even more enticing than maybe even the Grand Line itself.

Blasphemous fool.

He would trade it all, for one more day with you, yet he isn't and he won't, because he's still leading his crew so very far from your reach once the sun rises and turns the air into gold.

"You know you can't kiss me goodbye from over there, right?" your gaze turns from the enchantment of sea and sky to catch him staring, eyes gone wide and soft as he watches you, lovesick, longing, dreaming of a life he won't ever have.

The smile he shares with you doesn't reach his eyes, nor does it brighten them despite the strength of his will. His gaze falls to the sea, waves reflecting that magical silver sheen before its swallowed up in the never ending hunger of the deepening tide. It's a sight so familiar, he dreams of it often. Could describe the rush and roar of the water at the height of each unruly mood. The sea is his home, his mistress, his partner for life. Yet these last months - well. Shanks suspects it's you, who has grown to become something else entirely.

Because of this, he allows the sea to pull him closer to you, limned in celestial breath. A bargain takes shape in his mind; he vows to himself and the tide kissing his ankles upon every step further into this raging entity that always seems to drag him away and away and away.

He'll come back for you, to you. He knows the feel of his own devotion, and how the shape of it now resembles you. One day, when he's finished with the Grand Line, or when the Grand Line is finished with him, he'll return to this silver-kissed beach with its velvety sky and siren song pulling him helplessly, hopelessly, willingly -

Until he's here, once more, on his knees before you.

[short-honey-badger]

Morning Cuddles

Happy birthday my dear @ezzydantes! I hope you enjoy what I've whipped up for you. It's just something cute and sweet.

Pairings: Mihawk x Reader x Shanks

Summary: The boys wake you up with a nice birthday breakfast in bed.

“Is she still sleeping?” Mihawk whispers when Shanks escapes from the bedroom. It had taken the redhead longer than expected to wiggle out of your hold on him, and you had looked so innocent and cute in your sleep that Shanks hadn’t been able to stop himself from peppering your face in kisses and snuggling into your embrace. Today was your birthday, after all, so you deserved all of the sweet things. 

“Out like a light,” Shanks assures the other man and follows him to the kitchen. Mihawk starts the kettle and sets out mugs for the two of them. They hoped you’d stay sleeping until they finished up their surprise for you. It wasn’t anything big, they learned that you didn’t appreciate grand gestures the hard way, and so planned to have a small party with just the three of them. But, first, breakfast.

They worked around one another, an old song and dance, and soon the scent of a hearty breakfast wafted through the castle. Mihawk cooks and Shanks arranges the plates, carefully placing them on the tray beside the stove. Tea and coffee are next, and the redhead holds open the door for the older man when everything is finished. 

The warlord and emperor lope back to the bedroom, and you are still curled up right where they’d left you. Mihawk sits the tray on the bench at the end of the bed and then crawls over the blankets. Shanks follows, settling in on the other side, and reaching out to ease the blankets down from where you've got them tucked close to your chin. He leans in, kissing your brow and then further down the bridge of your nose and to the corner of your lips.

Mihawk watches the sweet exchanges, long fingers drifting forward to stroke along the length of your throat, and then up into your hair. He joins Shanks in peppering you with little pecks, tongue sneaking out to taste you, lips sucking little marks into your flesh. Dracule’s free hand pulls the covers away, tossing the heavy fabric further down the bed. With that out of the way, his hand finds your waist, fingers digging into the soft flesh. 

You wake with a soft grown, eyes fluttering open and catching the attention of both men. Shanks comes into view first, handsome face close and dark eyes full of affection for his treasure. 

“Good morning, sweetheart,” He greets, and then his lips press against yours in a quick, soft kiss. The hand in your hair turns you up, and then Mihawk is kissing you next, plush lips just as perfect as his partner’s. 

“Morning,” You murmur, voice rough with sleep. You reward your boys with a smile, nose scrunching when you get a whiff of breakfast, “What’s that?” 

Shanks snickers softly, unsurprised that breakfast had caught your attention. He shares a look with Mihawk, and the other man huffs as he releases his hold on you so that Shanks can drag you up the bed with him. The two of you rest against the headboard, and you raise a hand to rub the sleep from your eyes, squinting as you take in the tray of food that Dracule sets in front of you. 

“Breakfast in bed for the birthday girl,” Shanks murmurs from where he sits beside you, and you light up at the reminder that today is your birthday. The grin on your face widens and you turn to pull Shanks in for a quick kiss, and then do the same for Mihawk when he settles on the other side of you. 

“What would you like first, Darling?” Dracule purrs beside you after you release him from the kiss. He gestures to the platter before you, an assortment of breakfast foods and fresh fruit, along with hot tea and coffee. You sit forward to make your choice, when Shanks wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you back to rest against his chest. 

“Let us, babygirl. We want to spoil you today,” Shanks whispers and you shiver when his breath ghosts over your ear. You nod easily, feeling a little dazed by the intimacy,”

Mihawk hands over a cup of tea, and it is made exactly how you take it. The men watch you sip, and when you seem content, Mihawk takes it away only to replace the mug with a melon slice that he presses to your lips. 

“Open up for me, Angel,” Dracule orders and you part your lips without a second thought. The melon is soft and sweet, melting in your mouth, and you hum at the taste. 

“Good? Want another?” Shanks asks and you nod, licking your lips of any leftover juice from the fruit.

Mihawk feeds you savory meats and cheeses, sweet fruits, and fresh vegetables until you are nice and satisfied. You hum quietly to yourself as you finish off your now lukewarm tea. Shanks presses soothing circles into your hip from where he still holds you close, lips pressed to the back of your head. He watches his partner clean up and then settle back on the bed, pressing close to your side and looping an arm around your extended legs. 

“Happy Birthday, dear one,” Mihawk whispers, and Shanks repeats the sentiment quietly from behind you, arm tightening around your waist to keep you close. 

This is just the start of the day, and the two men have plenty of other things in store for you, but for now, Shanks and Mihawk are content to wrap themselves around their treasure and hold you close.