One Shot - Blog Posts
Sephiroth meets Tokage. They are besties now.
I love this face so much lmaoo
The time the team found out Batman has a heart while simultaneously finding out Robin’s Identity...
There was an explosion during the mission. Unexpected, three down. But surprisingly, those three hadn’t suffered the worst of it. Sure, Atrimus had a sprained ankle and slight concussion, Wally suffered a few broken ribs and injured arm while Kaldur endured a broken nose and deep gash on his chest, they weren’t the one’s everyone was worried about. After they all split up, Wally and Dick had found the bomb with only a few seconds to spare. Wally used his body to cover Dick as he ran, ran as fast as he could to get him away but the force of it blew them out the window. Dick’s eyes widened as They fell, Wally’s arms still protectively tucking him into his chest while moving them so that he’d cushion the fall with his own body. The ebony seemed to have been in a trance after they landed on the grass below, fire raging and the team staggering out, Artimus being carried on conner’s back While m’gann helped Kaldur as he limped. Dick remained unresponsive, even as a very alive Wally had tried snapping him back. Then he went to shake him but this gut wrenching scream escaped the ebonys lips as he gripped his hair in anguish and doubled over with sobs. Everyone watched in surprise and horror as the youngest cried and screamed words in a language they didn’t understand.
That was then. They were all in the cave now, silently sitting in the living room without even trying to speak of what happened. No one even knew how to explain it. M’gann may have been able to read his emotion but they all felt it like it was their own as his screams continued to ring in their ears. His cries echoed through the halls as he was escorted to his room with Black Canary and refused to leave since. No one seemed to move.
“Recognized A01” the computer announced and they barely raised their heads to acknowledge the mentors presence.
“Wallace. Come with me.” He said in a rush as he could distantly hear his proteges cries. The ginger nodded absently but looked more like a husk as he followed. This snapped Kaldur out of his trained thoughts as he stood abruptly.
“I— would like to come, too!” He said, almost pleadingly. “I want to know what happened to my friend.
“No.” Batman said, still walking off, a hand on Wally’s back as he led them on faster.
“No?” The Atlantean scoffed.
“Well I don’t care what he says.” Artimus stood with a glare, seemingly pointed to nothing in particular. “I’m going to check on him.”
“Me too.” M’gann spoke from Conner’s chest. The feelings Robin was feeling leaked to her. The suffering of love and loss hit her like a roller coaster she wasn’t strapped into, the turns just daring her to fall out. Conner stood with her, still holding her as she didn’t seem metally stable to walk on her own. They all made the silent decision to go to see him. The closer they came to the bedrooms, the louder the screaming became. The wretch in their hearts slowed them until it came to a halt in front of a cracked open door with the sound of pure nightmarish shrieks. They looked amongst themselves before creaking the door open.
Robin was held tightly to Batman’s chest and sat in his lap on the bed as the man shushed him and pet his hair soothingly. Wally was sitting beside them, tears of his own running down his face.
“Tati, nu se vor opri. Vocile nu se vor opri!” (Daddy, they won't stop. The voices won't stop!) Robin sobbed into the man's chest, holding grips of his costume for his sanity.
“Richard, I need you to look at me.” The bat whispered to him quietly. Blue eyes looked up and the man wiped his tears with his thumb. “Wally is right here, by your side. Alive.” To prove it so, Wally grabbed one of the younger hands, the grip on Batman’s emblem coming undone to hold it tightly. “No one died tonight because you were able to tell the team on time.” Batman kissed the side of Dick’s head, rocking them slowly.
“Bruce… Mama and Papa… they…” Dick sniffled, silent tears trekking down his face, covering the dried paths.
“They’re gone.” Bruce said quickly. “They’ve been gone for years. You need to remember you still have a family.” He added quietly. “Barbra. Alfred. Me.”
“And you have me.” Wally’s voice broke as he joined with a small kiss to the boys knuckles that were white from his grip.
“They died because of me—” Dick sniffled, voice hitching in his throat.
“No no. They died so that you could live. I’m sure they’d be happy to die if it meant you stayed living in their memory.” Bruce corrected. Dick buried his face back into Bruce’s chest, Wally being pulled into the embrace as well. The others that stood at the door, unknown of what to do, left. The words spoken softly between the three all fresh in their memory, replaying like broken records. They all had trouble sleeping that night, quite possibly even more than Dick did. Though he had the comfort of Wally carefully spooning him and whispering sweet nothings while he drifted into restless oblivion. Needless to say, the team never saw Robin as a frail child again.
The Prince and the Snake {Drarry One-Shot}
“Today, class, we will be making an exciting potion!” Professor Slughorn pipes. “Each of you already has the ingredients on your work table in front of you. Don’t touch them yet!” he ushers as one of the arrogant Gryffindors went to grab something. “These ingredients in particular make the creatura corpus potion. This potion works much like wolfsbane, but a short-term verion. You see, this concoction will turn any mythical creature and shift it to a human form for a small period of time depending on how well the potion was brewed.” he states. After he was finished explaining, Draco lazily flips to the page in his advanced potions book and began cutting the ginseng root into seven equal pieces, grinding the preficus wing into a fine powder, and mincing the calyfairvor. His partner, Blaise, was doing his tasks on the other end of the cauldron of boiling water. The blonde noticed, out of the corner of his eye, Blaise dropping pounded phealis crumbs before he could stop it from happening. The potion started bubbling, making ‘goop’ sounds. Blaise and Draco started pacing back, backing into the next table behind them. A large bubble of the murky green substance grew and popped, splattering in Draco’s direction. “Blaise! You so owe me!” Draco wiped the substance with his hands as his partner chuckled. Sparkles of light started shining around the blondes fingers and enveloped his whole body, stopping everyone’s laughter. Draco started to shrink, a terrified look on his face. His last reaction until he totally transformed was to look across the room on the Gryffindors side, straight into the green irises that watched in horror. The room went silent as the place where Draco Malfoy once stood was replaced with a white cobra snake. It lifted it’s little head and looked around the class at the amused/scared faces. It appeared to open its mouth to speak but it only came out in a hiss. “What are you all looking at?” Harry heard it say. The brunette stood and walked over to the dazed snake and started speaking in parseltongue. “Don’t freak out…” He said, apparating a mirror and showing off Draco’s new form. The new Draco sat there for a minute, staring at his reflection, not saying a word. Afterwards, he slithered over to his partner and started wrapping his body around their neck, choking them. Blaise let out a few strangled laughs before saying ‘worth it’ through his blocked air pipes. “Mister Malfoy, enough.” The professor stuttered while braking out of his surprizes daze. Draco, reluctantly, un wrapped himself and slithered onto the desk. “How do we reverse this?” he hissed at Slughorn. “He’s asking how to turn him back.” Harry acted as a translator. “Well, uh, there is one way I know. But it’s ridiculous. It may not work.” the professor nervously chuckled. Another series of hisses broke out from the cobra, and Harry coughed to stop him after he long made his point. “He asked to just say it anyway.” Harry chuckled, though he left out the rude parts. “Ah, yes. Well. The mishap can be undone by… a kiss from your chosen love.” Slughorn mutters loud enough with a deep sigh. “But surely something as ridiculous at that cannot work.” he added. “Is there some other way, professor? Malfoy is unable to love.” Ron mocks from his corner. “I do love someone, you insufferable prat.” Draco rolled his beady, little, blue eyes. Harry’s mouth gaped as he was the only one who could understand. Laughter broke out from behind Blaise and Draco’s worktable. Pansy Parkinson was brimming with her giggles. “Go on, Dray. Kiss whom you most dearly love.” she laughed even more when Draco pulled out his pure white hood and hissed venomously. She wiped a tear from her eyes and calmed down, smiling at the cobra. “I dare you.” She notes, and they stare at each other for a moment. “Potter, I need you to take me to someone.” Draco looks back to the emerald eyed Gryffindor. Harry nodded and picked Draco up, holding him close to his chest as to not drop him if they ran into someone, and left the classroom. After a bit of walking, the cobra tells Harry to stop. “Go into that alcove right there.” The Gryffindor was confused, but complied nonetheless. “I swear, Malfoy, if you bite me and leave me here to die, I will be so upset.” Harry closes the curtain. “I need you to kiss me.” Draco suddenly blurts out, leaving a following silence. “What?” Harry gulped, unable to hide his quickly spreading blush. “The professor said a kiss from your chosen love, correct? I’m sure you could fill it in from there. You’re not as dumb as you make yourself out to be.” Draco snaps back, avoiding eye contact… I think. Harry’s brain seemed to stop thinking at that moment. The only thing it pointed to was ‘do it’. He hadn’t an idea why. Maybe just to turn Draco back and get done with it. “Okay.” He said before he could convince himself otherwise. The little snakes head looked back at him (and as far as snake facial expressions could go) he could really hide his shock and confusion. “You better not be joking around cause then you just waisted both of our time.” Harry sighed, leaning over and placing a small peck to draco’s scaly lips. It wasn’t long until he felt his hands cupping soft cheeks and he was being smothered in affection. The kiss didn’t last long. Maybe a minute or two of slow, gentle movements. They separated, partially, still standing an inch away from each other. Draco felt Harry’s breath and could smell his woodley aftershave. “Thank you for changing me back.” he stepped back, feeling an emptiness when he didn’t get a response. Harry hated him. As Draco tried walking out of the curtains, a firm hand stopped him, holding his upper arm. “Draco, I-” Harry stared, but bit his lip when the blonde looked back in his adorable confusion. “Astronomy tower. Tonight. Uh, be there.” he blushed, quickly getting flustered by his vague instructions. Draco stepped back into the alcove, a small smile gracing his, usually stubborn features. “See you there, Harry.” He leaned forward slowly and placed another chaste kiss on Harry’s lips. The brunette’s hands found themselves to Draco’s chest, resting on his slim figure, fingers running over his silk robes.
Pinned Post Masterlist!
I love browsing through the homepage on Tumblr, but looking through profiles, especially my own, feels like hell.
So here's a masterpost! Yay!
Also! My questions are always open for literally anything. Just prepare to get trolled back if you ask any outrageous questions! ;)
Oh yeah! I guess I'm supposed to link my stuff and stuff. Uh. Yeah.
Fanfiction here. Twitter here.
Is anything else relevant? Eh. Whatever.
One Piece Art!!
Donquixote Brothers:
Me + Donquixote Brothers self-insert
Shadowart Law - Doflamingo - Rosinante
Doflamingo:
Doflamingo anime screenshot traced
Dofuwani being Luffy's parents
Evil (mustache) Doflaferdinando
Doflamingo no reference
I dream of Doflamingo (I dream of Jeannie crossover)
Doflamingo Dream Scribble
Gamer Doflamingo (AU)
Doflamingo + OC:
Doflamingo and Sofia - First Encounter (OC x Canon)
Doflamingo reading to his daughter Dulcinea (OC x Canon)
Doflamingo brushing Sofia's hair (OC x Canon)
LoveyBug wears a bikini
Rosinante:
Corazon shaded half-headshot
Corazon and Law Doshinji "A small present"
Corazon on a notebook
Heart Pirates:
Law:
Corazon and Law Doshinji "A small present"
Law + OC:
Banshee and Law's first meeting (OC x Canon)
Banshee and Law - 2 trauma babies (OC x Canon)
Onigiri:
Onigiri hedgehog adventures
Shachi and Penguin:
Shachi and Penguin military uniform lineart
Happy birthday Shachi
Team Penguin or Team Shachi?
Penguin head made out of paper trash
Bepo:
Bepo Birthday Doshinji
OctoLaw
Octolaw clinging onto Corazon
Octolaw
Strawhat Pirates:
Sanji and Nami going for a swim!
Sanji on a notebook
Kid Pirates:
Killer Birthday art
Eustass Kid as king of the pirates
Killer grieving over Kid
Whitebeard Pirates:
Ace sleeping sketch
Unlisted:
Pencil half-head sketches (best art I've ever made) (Ace, Corazon, Kid, Zoro)
One Piece Notebook Designs (Doflamingo, Kid, ...)
Big Appreciation post with art
One Piece Art Collage
One Piece Daily Drawings Post
One Piece Unlimited World Red Cutscene Collection
-> Part 2 of it
One Piece Animations!!
Sad Ace Animation (my longest yet!)
Ace eating the Mera Mera No Mi
Onigiri Shimeji (available for download)
One Piece Fanfiction:
Reader characters are practically always female in my fics! ^-^
AO3 is always the first to be updated, the other platforms may lag behind by months.
Law fanfictions:
Cook-ya's Self-Indulgence on AO3 (NSFW, LawXReader)
Warm my Soul (Reader x Law, Shachi, Penguin) on AO3 (one designated smut chapter)Warm my Soul on Wattpad
The Onigiri Bribe on AO3 (Law, Rosinante, Doflamingo in a modern AU)
Lane Rat (Law x Arcane) on tumblrLane Rat on AO3
Kidd fanfictions:
Drunk on Love on Wattpad (NSFW, KiddxReader)
Kid Pirates Month Writing Prompts on tumblr
Kid Pirates Month on AO3
Doflamingo fanfictions:
Doflamingo's Little Dove on AO3 (NSFW)
Doflamingo's Little Dove on Wattpad (NSFW)
Doflamingo's Little Kitten on AO3 (Animal abuse!)
Breeder Village on AO3 (NSFW, highly problematic, DoflamingoxReader)
Breeder Village on Tumblr
Rosinante fanfictions:
Bite your tongue on AO3 (NSFW, RosinantexReader)
Sanji fanfictions:
Love at first bite (Sanji x OC Beatrice) on tumblrLove at first bite on AO3
Heart Pirates:
Mama Bird (Penguin x OCs) on tumblr Mama Bird on AO3Mama Bird on Wattpad
Bepo's Birthday Shenanigans on AO3
Bepo's Birthday Shenanigans on Wattpad
Ace fanfictions:
Knocking on Heaven's Door on Wattpad (AceXReader)
Knocking on Heaven's Door on AO3
Zoro fanfictions:
Chef's Envy, Swordsman's Delight on Wattpad (NSFW, ZoroXReader)Chef's Envy, Swordsman's Delight on AO3
Couple's Therapy on AO3 (ZoroxSanji)
General One Piece fanworks (multi-character):
One Piece Headcannons on Wattpad
One Piece Headcannons on AO3
One Piece Art & Animations on AO3
Many cramps, many lovers on A03 (explicit, Doflamingo, Sanji, Law, Crocodile)
One Piece Playlists:
Losing your sanity with the Donquixote Brothers
Part 1 and 2 of a masspost of my One Piece Playlists on Spotify
Killer Playlist + explanations
Eustass Kid Playlist + explanations
Random One Piece Ramblings!
One Piece Headcannons + draw a character you like
One Piece figurines alternate clothing
One Piece figurines Kid x Luffy pictures
One Piece figurines Kid x Killer pictures
Voice Acting
One Piece Fanfictions turned into audiobooks
Original work!!!
Art: Original Characters Flep and Lollibob :)
Writing: Personal collection of writing tips on AO3
Edelweiss Oneshot (Original fantasy series)
Silly flower shop au where tokoyami’s shop is called Shadow’s Bloom or something and all his bouquets are gothic themed in black, purple, or “similar shades of darkness”. He is incredibly popular for his spider lily bouquets. He also knows a lot about flower language so he has some obscure flowers you can’t get that easily. This is still a quirk au so dark shadow is just hanging out around the shop
BNHA Rarepair Christmas Fest - Day 1
This event was organized by @bnhararepairhub
Rarepair (not really): Mei Hatsume x Iida Tenya
Prompt/Title: Toolbox
Iida gulped before the large doors that read ‘Development Studio.’ This could only go chaotic, knowing Mei…
He pushed the door open and walked inside with his gift hidden behind him. He scanned the room for the pink haired girl and found her working away at a student’s costume.
He snuck up behind her, “Mei?”
The girl whirled around, “Hi Iida!” She gave him a quizzical look, “what’re you hiding?”
“Uh…” he revealed the gift, “merry Christmas.”
She blinked, “for me?”
“Yes.”
She took the gift and took off the wrapping paper. “You got me a toolbox?”
“I heard you saying you needed one, so I figured I’d get one for you.” Iida rubbed the back of his neck, “I left a receipt in there in case you don’t like it. I got it at-”
“I LOVE IT!!” Mei flung herself at Iida and hugged him.
Iida blushed, “I’m glad you do.” He gingerly patted her back till she let go.
“Do you wanna see the Christmas present I made for you?”
Made. That word only lead to havoc.
“Sure…”
Mei disappeared for a few seconds. Iida could hear clanking and banging, as if Mei was rummaging through something.
But she wasn’t. Iida couldn’t have been more wrong as he stared, dumbfounded, at the largest robot stomping towards him.
“Isn’t he cool?!”
“How did you make that thing?” Iida awed at the machine - his head nearly bent all the way back from how tall it was.
“One time you told me you liked Transformers,” Mei explained, “so I made one for you.”
Iida only blinked. “This is incredible, Mei…”
Mei climbed down from the robot and smiled at him, “merry Christmas!” And headed back to her work station.
KamiJirou Week - Day 2
This event was organized by @kmjrweek2022-23
Prompt/Title: Pets
Jirou was in the midst of connecting her headphones to her phone when she heard a knock on her dorm door. She opened it so see a squirrel in Kaminari’s hands.
“Ew!” She jumped backwards, “get that thing away from me!”
“It’s hurt,” he cradled the creature in his hands.
“That thing probably has rabies!”
Kaminari persited anyway, “can we keep him?”
“No!”
He pouted like a child, “but it’s so cute…”
Jirou sighed, “fine, you can keep it till it gets better.”
“Yay!! Youre gonna be the best pet ever!”
Jirou heard the remnants of “I’m going to name you Jeffrey,” and “I’m gonna take real good care of you!” as Kaminari walked away.
She closed the door once he was out of view, and regretted what she did when she heard Bakugou’s yelling and explosions not shortly after.
Poor Jeffrey…
KamiJirou Week 2023 - Day 1
This event was organized by @kmjrweek2022-23
Prompt/Title: Vacation
Jirou relaxed on her towel - her feet outstretched, sunglasses on, and the hot sun warming her. She breathed in, the ocean breeze wafting overhead.
Suddenly, someone shouted.
“Watch out!!”
Wham!
A ball smacked Jirou in the face. She sprang upright - her sense of calmness gone.
“Hey, are you okay?”
“Do you think I am?” She snapped. Her face began to sting horribly as she gently pressed her cold water bottle up against her skin. She finally looked up to see the man approaching her: shirtless, sweaty and ripped.
He smiled at her apologetically, his yellow hair stuck to his sweaty neck. “Sorry about that…”
“It’s… fine.”
They stared at each other awkwardly.
“Can I have the ball?”
“Oh… yeah,” Jirou tossed him the ball as quickly as she could.
“Thanks.”
“Sure thing.”
The guy began heading back to his friends before stopping, “by the way. I’m Kaminari.”
“Jirou.” She replied. She watched Kaminari run towards his friends before laying back down on the towel, concluding that her face was red because of how hard the ball hit her face.
Not because of a really cute guy…
BNHA 1A 1B Rarepair Mixer! - Day 1
This event was organized by @bnhararepairhub
[A/N]:
I had this idea way back in Halloween but never got the chance to post it. Anyway, here it is!
Prompt/Title: Crushing
It all happened so fast.
The first second, an explosion erupted. Kendo, being quick to think, took action as dust and debris blew around. Small pebbles struck her face as if sharp needles.
The next second, she loosened her grip on her girlfriend and co-hero, Creati, too see blood ooze out from the bottom.
What? She thought, I’m not hurt.
She opened her hand, releasing her girlfriend - who peeled off her palm and face-planted on the floor.
Kendo was right. She wasn’t hurt.
The blood was her girlfriend’s.
“Creati?” Kendo’s voice held a slight hint of panic. She hurried to her girlfriend, who lay unresponsive.
“Creati?” Kendo repeated, “can you hear me?”
She placed a hand on Yaoyorozu’s skin - it was cold. She leaned closer to her partner and listened to the faint, shaky breaths she let out.
Blood was dripping from her mouth.
“Momo!” Kendo twirled her girlfriend around to face her. Big mistake.
The black-haired girl winced in pain. She looked deflated. And, well, her ribs looked crushed.
Kendo couldn’t fathom the idea. She stared at her girlfriend, who hanged on the brink of death.
This was her fault. She tried to save Momo from the explosion but crushed her instead.
“Momo? Momo!” Kendo’s voice became frantic.
She killed her girlfriend. She killed her girlfriend. She shook her head, unable to process what was happening, tears streaming down her face.
“I’m sorry, Momo, I’m so sorry!” She sobbed, “I never meant to! I love you!”
She stared at Momo, hoping she’d spring up and pick up where she left off like the resilient girl she was.
But no.
She was already dead.
MASTERLIST
MHA / BNHA
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ HAWKS / KEIGO TAKAMI
''BROKEN TO FIX ,, [ hurt / comfort , oneshot]
'' BOOKWORMS ,, [ oneshot / drabble ]
'' DANCE WITH ME ,, [ hurt / comfort , oneshot ]
'' HUSBAND HAWKS ,, [ drabble / imagines ]
'' LONGING ,, [ hurt / comfort ]
'' LITTLE DOVE ,, [ hurt / comfort ]
'' DEPOLLUTE ME , GENTLE ANGEL ,, [ reverse comfort ]
'' NEVER LEAVE ,, [ hurt / comfort ]
'' FIRE AND WINGS DON'T MIX ,, [ dbhks x reader , drabble ]
⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ DABI / TOUYA TODOROKI
'' BLINDSIDED ,, [ drabble / oneshot ]
'' FIRE AND WINGS DON'T MIX ,, [ dbhks x reader , drabble ]
MARVEL / AVENGERS
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ BUCKY BARNES / THE WINTER SOLDIER
'' DANCING LIKE WE USED TO ,, [ fluff ]
'' SEND ME NO FLOWERS ,, [ bittersweet , 1940s bucky ]
'' INSOMNIACS ,, [ fluff , neighbor bucky ]
'' FLOWER SHOP OF NEW FEELINGS ,, [ series , ongoing , florist!reader ]
BAKUGOU X QUIRKLESS READER HEADCANONS
Characters- Bakugou and quirkless reader
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He hated you as much as he did Deku at first and treated you the same way.
He would mock and constantly brag about how much better he is then you, even go as far as showing off his quirk in front of you.
But despite all of this harshness, the angry Pomeranian harbored secret feelings for you.
He refused to say anything to you out of fear of looking weak and secretly out of fear you would reject him.
Those feelings came out though when he was walking through the halls to get to his classroom and saw two guys poking fun of you for quirkless.
He felt his blood boil, he stomped over to the guys and grabbed them by the collars of their shirts, “Got a problem you bastards!” The scowl on his face was enough to scare them shitless and they both furiously shook their heads, bakugou dropped them and they both ran in the opposite direction. You give him a shocked face not expecting him of all people to help you out like that “t-thanks bakugou” He just rolled his eyes “Tch”
But despite his usual angry and grumpy attitude you can’t help but quickly notice the slight blush that had spread across his cheeks. He looks up at you with a scowl on his face “Listen you damn dumbass, if anyone makes fun of you like that again, I want to know about it so I can take care of them personally, YOU HEAR ME!”
You looked at him shocked by both his words and sudden outburst. “But I thought you hated me as well..because I don’t have a quirk” simply saying the words made you feel helpless and hopeless not a nice combination in the slightest. He looked at you with a guilty expression plastered across his face. “L-look dumbass, I-I..I’m sorry”
You hadn’t properly heard what he has said because his volume was unusually low something it usually wasn’t, you look at him with a confused express for a few seconds, “sorry I didn’t quite catch that” If possible the usual scowl on his face became more prominent “I SAID I’M SORRY DIPSHIT”
You looked at him with an surprised expression, you honestly weren’t sure if you were dreaming or not, so you blinked your eyes a few times to make sure, “it’s ok bakugou really it’s fine, you are right anyway about the things you say so it’s- he harshly grabbed you by your shoulders, and gave you a stern look “No I’m not, I’m not right about anything I said about you and I’m sorry, you’re amazing Y/n, with or without a quirk, you’re smart, beautiful and talented, I love you ALRIGHT!” you were in complete shock from what he was saying to you “..I love you Y/n” he whispered out, his grip on your shoulders loosened a bit, he couldn’t bring himself to look you in the eyes so he kept his eyes on the ground, fear and nervousness taking a hold of him after just realizing what he said.
“I love you too”
His head snapped up to look at your face, not really believing you for a second, he smirked at you after a few seconds, “HAH, I knew you would” but you both knew that wasn’t the case, you just grin at him and let him have this one, you quickly lean up and kiss his cheek, you turn around and start heading to your class, you give him a quick wave goodbye before you move out of his line of sight.
He stands there for a few seconds a flabbergasted and blushing mess before regaining composure over himself and walks to his class with a prideful smirk on his face,
“Idiot”
One things for sure no one is messing with you ever again.
He’ll always have your back.
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A/N: this is my very first writing piece ever :0
I hope you guys like it’s not as good as most but I’m proud of it regardless, any writing tips will be very welcome. <3
I hear pretty often calling a guy's ass a pussy as a sexy thing. Which makes sense since a vagina is created for penetration and making a man, something not necessarily used for penetration, getting something used for such acts is a sexy thing. But girls have asses too. So you could hypothetically do the same thing right? Making a girls ass also a pussy since its the same thing? But what would the dirty talk be? Or the thought process? Usually for men its stuff like "Fucking your pussy, gonna make you my wife" or even "Gonna get you pregnant" acting like things that shouldnt be possible are possible because of how hard youre fucking them but for women who already have such parts what is used? "I'm going to give you a second pussy" perhaps? Claiming over every part of them that parts of them that werent even made for penetration like a vagina also a vagina. That you're making every part of them made for penetration, even if they already have one. Is that also sexy? Thoughts?
I was writing and i put down my head for a sec bc i was tired and when i put my head back up i saw this on my phone
Mihawk x AFAB Reader? With the • Character reacts to reader's form of affection
Pre-relationship, Reader isn’t being subtle. AT. ALL. About her intentions and constantly flirting and being affectionate with him.. And yet it STILL takes Mihawk a hot minute to realize what she’s doing and go.. “Oh… I see……. well all right then darling.. 😏”
This ended up being more gender neutral, i had to go back and try and atleast hint at AFAB but hey whatever.
Think About It
Mihawk x reader. Female in mind but can be gender neutral. 1165 words. A bit suggestive.
Mihawk isn’t necessarily a dumb, unintelligent, or oblivious man. However, he is an experienced one, unfortunately experience can be as unhelpful as ignorance. Especially when you’ve associated a certain behavior with something else.
“Heyyyy sexy~” You slowly slide your chair over to Mihawk’s side. “What’s a dashing older man like you doing here?”
“Reading.” He states, doing his preferred hobby of passing time.
“An educated man too, how attractive. Bet you’re popular, huh?”
“Hmm.” He’s never thought about it, annoyed by popularity, but he was more popular in his youth. He’s gotten a bit less popular with age though, most likely due to his approachibility getting even worse. “Decently.”
‘Such dry answers… but he’s actually responding instead of brushing me off like with others.’ Your thoughts scramble as you keep flirting. “Well~ I think you’re amazing.” He hums and you tilt your body to rest on his. “Your eyes when you read are really pretty too, I could watch you read for hours.” Usually he’d think nothing of the compliment, even finding it disgusting, but coming from you it’s actually a bit… flattering. His hawk-like eyes move from the book to look at at you, piercing and mezmerising. “Kyaa~ My heart just skipped a beat.” You half-joke with a hand on your chest. A certain behavior to him associated with a Red Haired man. Your true intentions are going over his head, his mind subconsiously filtering jokes like these as only jokes.
“I recommend seeing a doctor.” He brushes it off as he would with that weird redhead, looking back at his book. This isn’t working, mission failed and you sigh, eventually retreating to your room.
Later he finds you in the kitchen with a bottle of wine, “Oh, hey!” swishing it around with a wink when you see him. “Must be fate you came here just as I did, maybe we’re just meant to be.” You hold out the bottle to him and he walks up to you, taking it.
“I suppose so.” He’s actually fairly pleased this has happened, pouring both of you a glass.
“Right? We’re fated to be together, like Romeo and Juliet~” You say with a dreamy sigh, laying your head on his shoulder.
“The two of them die.” He points out, taking a sip from his glass while you flinch.
“Not… that part.” You step back. “Though I wouldn’t mind dying if it were oh so romantically with you~” You strike a pose of longing, hand reaching out to him. He places your wine glass in it.
“I would mind. I prefer you alive.” Mihawk states, not much to say, but for him it is. You end up getting flustered like he just professed his love.
“Thanks.. I prefer you alive too..” Failed again.
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Mihawk comes back from a mission looking irritated, immediately going for a bottle of wine when you spot him. “Welcome back, babe, you need a bath? I could even get in with you.” His mind is fresh from fighting, in a bad mood from it being annoying. One of the targets had escaped, making him have to waste time looking for them. Not hard, but out of the way enough to be irritating. Especially when the “battle” itself was hardly anything, being interrupted by the target accidentally causing their own demise. It leaves Mihawk feeling pent up, unfulfilled.
“I don’t need your assistance in bathing, (Y/n).” He shuts you down, quickly looking for a glass when you hand one to him. Wasting no time, he pours the liquid inside and takes a big gulp. It’s a little hot seeing him like this.
“Good view, if it makes you feel better I could always give you one too.” You walk over to him and press your chest against his arm. “If you’d let me~” He gently pushes you away.
“Not now. Your company is… nice, but I don’t need jokes.” He gulps down the rest of the wine and sighs in relief.
“Who said I’m joking?”
“I’m being quite serious.” Mihawk’s adamant and you sigh, pushing him like this would only make things worse when he’s in this mood.
“Alright. No view then, I get it. Call me if you need me~” You say with a purr, rubbing your cheek against him before leaving. Once you’re gone he grumbles, he didn’t want you to leave he just wanted you to stop messing around. It isn’t fun hearing someone who’s words you could actually take to heart play around with it. He almost finishes the entire bottle before deciding to bathe, wanted to feel clean and relax.
Mihawk sighs, his muscles untensing as he lowers himself into the hot water after cleaning himself properly. Much better. His mind, scrambled from stress, begins to come together as he starts to think of your adcances. He’s always assumed they were like Shanks’s, just jokes, and hadn’t thought really though about it more than that; but now that he’s allowing himself to look further he realizes more. They’re different than his, more bold, more flirtatious, and more often than Red Hair. The captain had usually just sprinkled them in with his other annoying babbling, but you joke flirt so frequently.
…
‘Perhaps these are not jokes?’ Something clicks in the swordsman’s mind and he gets up from the bath, drying off before getting dressed to see you. If this is true and they havent been jests he needs to make sure. He finds you back at the kitchen, about to drink your sorrows away before spotting him.
“Oh, you’re quicker than usual. Miss me too much?” He doesn’t respond, instead just getting closer to you. “Hug?” You hug him gladly, “I’d never miss the chance to be close to you.” You expect him to just pull back or accept it with a sigh as he usually does, but you feel his arms sneak around your body to hug you back. It makes you freeze in shock, not expecting your affection to be returned.
“(Y/n). Continue talking.” He says when you go silent.
“Huh.. yeah?” You’re confused, face hot.
“You enjoy my body, yes? Enjoy it.” He hugs you tighter, letting you feel his muscular build against you. “Take this chance.” You’re getting more flustered, why is he getting so into this so suddenly? He pulls back enough to look at you. “Enjoy the view as well.” This is a lot. Thankfully you’re too shameless to refuse so you take in the sight of him while feeling his warmth close to yours.
“This is the best.” You mumble and unconsciously reach a hand out to touch his cheek, he leans into it, closing his eyes. You’re reacting positively, he was right, and now that he knows he isn’t going to let this pass by.
“(Y/n).” He suddenly speaks and you jolt slightly.
“Y-Yeah?”
“I'll take your offer.” He places his hand over yours, opening his eyes to look into yours. “I would like to see the view.”
Alright since you want requests, how about good ol Sanji figuring out that he likes a guy? Lmao.
Poor Sangni. You know for all the shit people (me too) give him, he kinda turned out really good compared to all the things he went through. Also I ❤️ comments on my fics.
Confusion in My Love
Sanji x male reader. fluff. tw for for internalized homophobia. Contains a medium fishman island spoiler. 1375 words.
It’s known that Sanji has an innate preference towards women, and an innate hate towards men. It’s a fact of life the same way the sky is blue, or it was until you. He acts differently around you, a man. Not how he treats Luffy or Zoro, no, there’s something else. Something that makes him weak towards you, something that makes it so when you make a mistake he doesn’t feel like getting angry or mocking you. Something that’s making him feel different.
“Sanji!” His heart skips a beat when he hears your voice while giving Nami and Robin their beverages. “Can I get one too?” You ask with a smile. Everyone expects him to say no, right about now he’d be too “busy” fawning over the women, after all. Schedule full. However…
“Alright.” …he agrees. Like it was instinct, before he could even realize what he was agreeing to. It causes everyone to go silent except for Luffy, who hadn’t realized what was weird until Usopp whispered it in his ear. Sanji knows it’s weird too, but he’d already said yes to you, and he just can’t bring himself to change his mind. So he retreats instead. To the kitchen, his oasis, to make your drink. Once he’s inside he crouches down and puts his head in his hands. “Why did I say that!?” He yells at himself. This stupid something has only been getting worse. Not being as angry at you to not wanting to get angry at you to complimenting you. Now he’s even making a midday beverage for you like he would with a lady! “Why am I doing this!?” He stands up and starts to make the drink, keeping himself busy will surely help him stop thinking about it, but it fails. It’s only when he’s poured the finished product inside the glass that he spots his reflection, his face with flushed cheeks. He touches them as his heart beats faster, is he sick? That has to be it there’s now way, right? Nonono he loves women he’s a woman lover, men are disgusting creatures that he would never develop romantic love for! However the more he thinks about it the more everything he feared and denied is coming together, making his repressed emotions crash down on him.
“Hey, Sanji?” You walk into the kitchen and find him with his elbows on the counter, head in his hands. “Damn if you really didn’t want to make me the drink you don’t have to force yoursel-” You notice tears dripping on the marble “-are you crying!?” When he spots you they flow from his eyes harder.
“hic..unng…” He puts his face back into his hands, sobbing as his emotions overwhelm him, stronger from all the years of internalized homophobia from misinformation. If he’s gay does that mean he has to crossdress all the time now? He likes his suit though… now he just made himself cry more. He feels like a stupid little kid again. You go up to him, confused but rubbing his back as he lets everything out and tries to imagine all the things he’s going to end up doing now that he’s gay. Cooking with long nails, fighting with dresses, having to do makeup every morning, saying kya…
“Sanji what’s up with you, man? Did having to make a free drink for a guy make you this heartbroken?” Crazy conclusion but he’s almost died from a nosebleed so it isn’t that out of the question.
“I’m gay…” He sniffles. “What do I do?”
“Huh??” You look at him with a confused expression. “You’re crying because you’re gay? Sanji it’s not something to be ashamed of, Luffy isn’t going to kick you off the ship. I’m not even sure he knows or even cares what that means.”
“Maybe, but how am I going to cook with long nails?” He looks at his hands in despair. “And is he going to accept me if I wear dresses and makeup?”
“Do you… want to wear dresses and makeup?” The blonde wipes his eyes when you question him.
“..maybe.” Sanji mumbles then quickly yells after. “I don’t know!”
“I feel like you have a misconception on what being gay is. I don’t know what you’re thinking but you don’t have to do anything to be gay besides being attracted to the same sex.”
“But the ladies…” He still wants to like women, he doesn’t know what that means.
“Sanji there are other options besides gay or straight, you can like both men and women, and you don’t have to do whatever you’re thinking if you don’t want to. You’d be a beautiful crossdresser or non-crossdresser. In fact, you don’t even need to be a crossdresser to wear makeup. I don’t- I- How did you even come to this conclusion.”
“In Kambakka.” He states, that makes sense.
“Oh.” You scratch the back of your neck. “Well I don't think them being gay is the reason they’re that way. Did they not tell you this?” He shakes his head. “Yeah well I guess they wouldn’t have expected for you to be this-” ‘ignorant’ “-uh.. mal-informed. Anyway I mean what I say. You’re still you and you get to be you. How did you end up figuring out you liked men anyway?
“Ugh…” He feels stupid now, getting emotional over nothing as he wipes his eyes. “It’s because I like y-” Sanji stops, immediately sobering up once he realizes his mistake. “yyyyoung men my age.”
“Oh? Did you see someone you liked at the last island?” You’re starting to get curious and his face goes red again as he sputters, blue eyes swimming around for an escape when he remembers the drink he made you. He grabs it and quickly gives it to you.
“Here! I finished it not too long ago, drink it while it’s still fresh.” You grab onto it, accepting he doesn’t want to talk. This must be a vulnerable moment for him.
“Well, okay. Just know whatever you end up being, I still care about you, kay?” You smile at him and he heats up more, his feelings stronger now that he realizes what they are.
“Me too, I.. care about you—too.” He’s struggling, jolting when you rub his back.
“We care about each other then, and thanks for the drink.” You walk out of the kitchen with a wink. Once you’re gone Sanji slowly sinks to his knees, sighing. His hand goes to his chest, feeling his beating heart.
“This…feels so weird..!” He rests his back on a shelf door, pupils into hearts as he gets dizzy. “Love love love..” That repeats in his head. He loves you, adores you, filled with nice feelings the moment you look his way. “I love him."
There’s a lot to think about now that he’s realized this but if this light, pleasant feeling he’s getting is because he loves you.. maybe a crush on a guy isn’t so bad.
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Bonus past memory from Kamabakka:
“GAHH GET AWAY FROM ME! I’M NOT GAY!!” Sanji screams while running from the Okamas. He’d been running the whole day now and eventually manages to lose them, that's what he thinks anyway. They’re actually just hiding to let him rest.
“He keeps calling us gay, we’re Okamas.” One of them says, an idea popping up. “You… don’t think he thinks all queer people are like us, right?”
…
…
“No way~” They all brush it off as another speaks up. “I mean it’s pretty obvious what the difference is, he’s gone traveling he’s must’ve met another queer person.”
“Right right.”
“I’m never going to be like them, I like women. I’m not an Okama.” They hear him say as he catches his breath, making them pause.
“Ah…” They nervously look at eachother
“Well.. he’s going to be here for two years. He should figure it out eventually, right?”
“Yeah, we’ll try and help him too! He’s precious after all.”
Unknown to them, he hadn’t figured it out. In fact, he was so terrified of them that even when they did try giving him pointers he kept blocking it out. But it’s alright, there’s no way he’d do something like think it’s mandatory for gay people to crossdress… probably.
Listen. What if sanji and zoro being best friends when everyone's gone and fighting only when everyone else is around.
Funny scenario, could be true. We'll never know...
Why are you two friendly
Zoro x Sanji. Platonic. Maybe ooc since they aren't friendly towards eachother. 963 words.
“Idiot Moss”
“Shit cook”
“Musclehead.”
“Pervert brow.”
“How long are they going to do this… Are you sure we should be leaving them together on the ship, Luffy?” Usopp asks the captain.
“Huh?” He’s picking his nose, flicking a booger away. “Oh, should be fine, let's go already!” Luffy says. For once Sanji doesn’t have to buy groceries since they’re staying here for a few days, he’s already got them. The 𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓼 don’t need his help either since they’re having a girls day. So Zoro and Sanji are the ones watching the ship, Zoro for training and Sanji for meal prep. The crew wondered if that would be possible since they’re going to be the only ones there, but since no one else wanted to stay behind to watch the ship the worry subsided and people left. Luffy actually overslept since he had to do nightwatch last so him and Usopp are the last ones to go. “Well, they won’t destroy the ship so it’s fine, right?” Before Usopp can say anything else Luffy’s already dragging him off the ship, so too late. A few minutes pass and Zoro and Sanji slowly quiet down.
“You’re gonna train right? I’ll make you a protein shake.” What!? Sanji offers Zoro a smoothie?
“Oh, thanks. Put whatever in it, you’re better at figuring those things out better than me.” And Zoro actually acknowledged Sanji’s skill without being passive aggressive!? The cook nods and pats Zoro’s back.
“Don’t overdo it, if you vomit later I’ll freak out.” The swordsman nods and, with that, the both of them go to their respective places. The cook in the kitchen and musclehead in the crow’s nest. While Zoro’s working out Sanji comes in with the protein shake, setting it down next to the equipment. The weights are put down and he grabs the shake, taking a drink.
“Thanks for this, sorry you have to come all the way up here to give it to me.”
“Don’t worry about it, not that hard. I’ll have a sandwich ready for you in the kitchen. Just wash your hands before you eat so you don’t get sick.” Sanji shows concern for his friend(?)
“I will, don’t worry about it. I’ll be careful not to mess up any of the meal prep either.” The swordsman stretches.
“Even if it smells great?” Sanji asks, smiling.
“Yeah even if it smells great, I’m not that impatient.” He pushes Sanji away with a finger to his forehead.
“Laying on the compliments won’t make it go faster, but thanks for them anyway~” The blonde is satisfied, humming as he leaves.
“Good luck”
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“I’m here.” Zoro says while walking into the kitchen, muscles untensing with a relaxed sigh at the nice smell.
“Wash your hands.” He’s reminded again and Zoro washes them obediently. “Sandwich is on the table with some cold water.
“Nice.” A hint of excitement is heard as Moss sits down and starts to eat, the cook zooming around the kitchen to continue prepping. They start to chat, the both of them relaxed around each other. “Luffy really does anything but wait for you to cook it, doesn’t he?”
“That’s what I say! I tell him it’ll be better if he waits, that way I could actually use the meat to make a proper meal, but he doesn’t! The only thing that’s been working is the lock Franky and Usopp have made, and they still have to remove it often to repair it since he still doesn’t let up. It’s why I only meal prep when he’s away and try not to leave while it’s in the fridge because Gods know he’ll eat it even if it isn’t fully cooked.” Sanji vents to his friend, feeling nice he has someone to talk to about this.
“It’s worth it to wait, but Luffy is Luffy. Remember when he ended up getting sick because he ate the raw mest you were letting marinate?” Zoro mentions with a smirk and Sanji laughs.
“I do!” He takes bread out of the oven, smells nice. “Yet he still doesn’t learn his lesson. It at least helps that you've been keeping an eye on him too.”
“It isn’t hard, plus it takes some pressure off of you so it’s worth it.” They’re being friendly… and like it’s normal, as if they’re always this way. Laughing and chatting, cracking jokes like they’re long time friends; which they are but they aren’t supposed to be this friendly. Maybe they just don’t have a reason to fight when they’re alone? No women to be protective or perverted over so no reason to make fun of the pervert for it. Zoro tends to be harsher with other people around too, maybe it’s a pride thing. Maybe they were just like this all along.
“We’re back~” Nami’s voice is heard and Sanji’s eyes immediately turn to hearts.
“NAMI-SWANNN ROBIN-CHWANNN~! I’M SO GLAD YOU’RE BACK~~~” Sanji quickly runs out of the kitchen and makes Zoro sigh as he walks out too.
“Jesus you’re loud, maybe I should start calling you broken speaker too. We see them all the time.” The swordsman says, already harsh, which makes the blonde turn to him.
“What did you say!? Every glimpse at Nami-swan and Robin-chwan is a gift bestowed from the heavens, not that a musclehead like you would understand!”
“Hah!? I don’t understand because I’m not a pervert cook like you!” They start to argue which quickly turns into a physical fight, now things are back to a normal(?) state.
“Ugh, I’m surprised nothing’s broken.” Nami groans, looking around the ship.
“Well, maybe we didn’t have to worry as much as we though, right?” Robin chuckles, walking with Nami to leave the two men to argue. They’ll tire themselves out… eventually.
GIVE ME REQUESTS NOW RIGHT NOW IN INBOX GIVE ME THEM RIGHT NOW ❗️❗️❗️❗️
also specify gender and if platonic or romantic pwease :3
Edit: Okay no more i have over ten ill open them again once ive done a few thanks for the requests :333
I finished! This took way longer than it should've tbh considering it isn't very long, but i kept getting distracted by games and other ideas. Sorry for taking so long. Here's the reveal @hurlingdown it's mee!! I'm 👻! I had a nightmare someone else posted something claiming to be 👻 but its me.
How to Breed your Captain
Shanks x Male!Reader. Top reader, omegaverse. 3327 words. 't' thoughts. Shanks has a posay.
You’re sitting down, sipping on some ale, when you realize Shanks hasn’t been back yet. You and Shanks were chatting when he said that he was “gonna take a piss”. However, that was around 10 minutes ago and he still isn’t back. You’re starting to get a little concerned. You know how your captain is when he’s drunk, and you knew he didn’t look all there when he had left, but he hadn’t even drank that much. He’s an experienced drinker, even if he’s known as a drunk he wouldn’t get woozy over what was around a mug and a half of ale. ‘Did he drink earlier without telling me?’ You think to yourself, that being the only option you can think of to why he would look off while leaving or take this long. The thought doesn’t help your anxiety though, I mean he gets clumsy and even more carefree when he’s not all there, what if he slipped and hit his head on the toilet, or threw up hard enough that he passed out? Your leg bounces anxiously, Shanks is a grown man that should be able to handle himself but you know that isn’t always the truth, almost as much as Beckman. “Dammit.” You curse and put your mug of ale down, unable to handle the anxiety anymore. You’ll have to get up to go check up on the idiot, that’s what you thought since when you get to the bathroom it’s empty. “Did he go to his room?” You mumble and walk over to his cabin. He does have a bathroom in there, though it doesn’t make sense he would go all the way over there for it. Maybe he forgot that he was having a conversation with you on the way to the bathroom and went to sleep. When you get to his room you knock on the door, smells kinda off, maybe he’s sick. “Captain!?” You yell out, man if you didn’t care about him this much you would’ve just left him to his devices. ‘Should I just.. open the door..?’ You wonder. Deciding against it you hold your ear to the door, trying to listen for any snores. When you don’t hear any you get concerned, you can tell the light it on. The smell is getting weirder too, did he actually throw up? Your head feels fuzzy too, maybe the ale was stronger than you both thought..
[Earlier]
“fuck…” Shanks mumbles as he walks down the hallway. It’s taking everything he has to keep his pheromones inside his body, using all his experience of holding in pain both physical and mental to help him. Holding things in is making it worse, he’s just making himself emotional faster, but he can’t be spotted like this. His thoughts go to earlier, when you two were drinking. He had already started feeling off around you lately, sometimes he forgets he’s an omega since he takes blockers and doesn’t really pay attention to those specific labels, so he brushed it off as him just taking a liking to you. He fucks because he can, and any parts that are different are just the things given to him. The only times he remembers he’s an omega is when he’s reminded, either during sex or during medical appointments, though sometimes he isn’t paying attention even then.. Well he wishes he was paying attention now. Hongo had always told him that even if he took blockers that he should keep track of when he was supposed to have heats, just in case something ever went wrong during those times; but Shanks being Shanks, pushed that aside. He wouldn’t need to know all that, if anything happened he would just deal with it, Hongo keeps track anyway; so the doctor could just deal with it. Medical stuff isn’t his specialty.
‘I might be the biggest idiot in the world.’ Shanks tells himself as he shoves his door open and falls onto his bedroom floor, kicking it closed with his foot. Why hadn’t he put it together? Liking you, starting to feel off around you recently, feeling hornier than usual… why did it not click? What’s wrong with him? Is he stupid? Shanks lets out a small groan as he presses his thighs together, already feeling the slick between them. He had heard before of something like love activating a heat even if blockers were taken, but it was rare and sounds way too romantic. Plus, Shanks is more than grown now. Healthy, but not a teenager that can’t control their hormones. He slides a hand down to his pants, over his crotch, and presses down. Pleasure shoots through him and he tries to cover his mouth to muffle a moan, forgetting that he doesn’t have another hand to muffle it with. It makes him jolt and he shakily sits up and tries to sense if anyone is near, sighing in relief when he doesn’t feel anyone. He manages to get onto his feet, trying to imagine he’s just drunk as he flops onto his bed on his stomach; then rolls onto his back. ‘Should I knock myself out?’ He considers seriously, knowing how it feels to have a heat without a partner. It’s miserable, no matter how many times you cum it keeps feeling like it isn’t enough. What’s worse is you just get depressed too! God he would rather go through a terrible hangover. His crotch is pulsing, fluttering and clenching around nothing as his breath starts to quicken. Shanks slips a hand into his pants and parts his lips, the amount of slick he feels making him flinch. “God what am I this wet for?” He mumbles and his mind immediately goes to you, making his womb throb in response with a whine. He isn’t an insecure man, but you’ve never really shown any genuine interest in him. You’ve flirted with him, maybe even alluded to a fling, but he doesn’t want a fling. Here it goes with the negative thoughts. He likes you, he loves you, even if he shouldn’t. He’s your captain and older than you. An older omega… would he even be able to give pups at this age? The thought rings through him and he tears up with a whine. He’s pushing 40, he isn’t as fertile as he used to be, even if he’s an omega he isn’t good enough. His body isn’t good for pups, he drinks and fights and he’s above his prime. He aged like fine wine appearance wise but what does that matter? Shanks is just a pretty face and a pretty body. His fingers play with his clit as he starts to cry softly, feeling pathetic. When he was younger he cursed the people who told him he would regret not having pups while he was young, he still does now; but when in his heat... he agrees with them. It’s the hormones, this is known, but this pain is real. He keens out for a mate that isn’t there. A dangerous man, a whore, used up and useless. All these things that would never bother him, things that he even sometimes took pridefully, fill his mind and make him miserable. It makes his first orgasm feel like shit, the pleasure doing nothing. ‘Useless useless useless’ his omega mind tells him as he turns his head to the side, unable to even wipe his tears.
[Now]
You sniff the door more, trying to figure out what it is until you catch a whiff of something. It feels erotic at first, like alcohol, which is why you mistook it as maybe your breath from the ale; but you start to realize that it isn’t. You press your nose to the door and sniff again, smelling it stronger. Salty, a stinging like alcohol and the salty sea. It smells like Shanks, but it’s usually softer than this, more calm. This smells more… unstable. Even when he was drunk he didn’t smell like this. The scent turns rotten, more salty and more like wine that wasn’t sealed properly, negative and stressful “Captain?” You call out as you knock on the door again, getting less irritated due to worry. Unknown to you, Shanks hears you, but it only made him feel better for a moment. It’s a whirlpool, he’s happy you’re here, happy you sound worried, but what now? The only good parts of him are the fact that he’s confident, sure of himself. If he isn’t then he would just be some insecure, pathetic, drunk, old omega giving himself away. No, no, he can’t let you see him like this. You get a headache as the scent gets weaker, then stronger as he tries and fails to hold it in. “Captain, are you okay? What’s going on? Should I call someone?”
“No!” He yells out instinctively, startling you slightly.
“Okay.. I will.. not—call someone.” You respond, still hesitant. You’re close to Shanks but not as close as maybe Beckman, another omega. “Are you sure though? I can call Beckman.” Shanks thinks about that, that actually might make him feel a bit better; but Beckman isn’t you. Plus he has a feeling Beckman would just scold him, maybe even tell him to go to you. God he’s pathetic. “Captain, I know we aren’t as close but is there something I can do?”
…
“C..Can you just… stay here?” He mumbles, it’s quiet to the point where you can barely hear it.
‘He wants me to stay!?’ You think to yourself, shocked. You’ve already gotten hard from his pheromones, what if you say something stupid? “Uh are you su-”
“You don’t want to?” Shanks sounds vulnerable, weak, and you shake your head quickly despite him not being able to see it.
“No, no, I’m okay staying here,” ‘God he sounds so cute I wanna see him.’ “I was more worried that you don’t actually want me here.” You say, your mind spinning a little. You’re doing your best to stay calm, unfortunately that’s only making Shanks feel worse since he’s thinking that he’s so unattractive that you’re completely fine despite his pheromones going strong. “I just want to make you feel better.” Caught in a bad spot, the two of you are. Shanks is insecure and feeling worse because you seem completely fine, and you’re doing your best to hold yourself together because Shanks is distressed. This is going nowhere but down. “Are you uhm.. in heat? Did you forget your blockers?”
“Gods, I didn’t. It would make things easier if it were just that.” Shanks says, biting his lip when he slips a finger inside himself.
‘Why is he so emotional, am I doing something wrong? Am I this emotional during a rut?’ Your mind races as you try to think of anything to save this. You try to think of something that you would like to hear during a stressful rut. “..Do you need help?” When you’re met with silence you consider playing it off as a bad joke but then there’s a response.
“What good is helping an old geezer like me?” He says, his voice sad. Your mind goes blank for a moment, what is he saying? He’s completely out of your league asking what good is there? He isn’t even that old!
“Well- uh.. you’re sexy?” You sound a bit unsure, not knowing if you’re doing something good. When you smell him slightly calm you feel slight relief. Shanks may not want just a fling, but hearing the person he loves call him sexy is always a plus. “You’re super hot, and you’re incredibly attractive in all ways both physically and personality wise.” You keep throwing out compliments, flooding them in as your captain’s pheromones seem to be reacting positively. “I know I make fun of your arm jokes but they’re actually funny, even when they’re not they’re funny in an unfunny way; especially since you always look so bright and proud of yourself when you get the perfect opportunity to make one. Your eyes crinkle up happily, it’s super cute.” His sadness is subsiding and turning into a small glee as you continue, his hips bucking into his fingers. You press your hands against the door, “You’re the most desirable person and omega I've ever me-” and fall through it onto Shanks’s bedroom floor. Oh. When the redhead had struggled inside earlier he hadn’t closed it properly, so it opened at the pressure. He stares at your form on the ground, not sure whether to laugh or beam that you’re inside. You get up onto your knees and your brain immediately goes numb from the smell of him, the scent through the door can’t compare to this. It makes your mouth water and you forget about your embarrassment. Shanks is about to ask if you’re okay when you get up onto your feet and look at him, your pupils dilating at the sight. Your captain is laying there, propped up on his elbow. You can see glistening on his fingers, slick. He follows your gaze and gets embarrassed.
“Had to make do, being alone and all.” He mumbles, trying to play it cool. Exceedingly hard when his face is still flushed and his muscles are tensing from trying not to pull you to him. You walk over to him and grab his wrist, making him flinch and gasp when you wrap your lips around his wet fingers, groaning at the taste. His womb throbs and he purrs involuntarily from the action, his body pleased that his alpha is here. “(Y/n) I-”
“Shh, I’m here now.” You pull back and move yourself between his legs, your tent above his clothes weeping cunt. “Fuck, I can almost feel how wet it is just from this.” You grind down on him and he throws his head back with a cry, pleasure shooting through him as his legs wrap around your waist instinctively. You can’t help it, you need to fuck him, your hands go to the hem of his pants and pull it all off. He’s wet, it would be so easy to thrust into him, you put your tip at his entrance and pause.
“...?” Shanks props himself up to look at you, you’re sweating and clenching your teeth. You’re holding back, Shanks hasn’t given consent yet and your body is punishing you for daring to stop yourself from breeding an omega in front of you; but you can’t, you can’t do this to your captain if he doesn’t want it just because you couldn’t control yourself. Shanks realizes this and grabs your shirt to pull you down for a kiss, his lips moving against yours passionately until he pulls back. “Fuck me.” He whispers. “Please…” Your eyes fog over and you grab his legs to pull him back onto your cock while thrusting into him, his body adjusting to you immediately as he gasps. So ready for cock and now he’s all yours. He’s already a mess below you, squirming. It’s not long before his walls pulse around you and he wails, his orgasm coming suddenly after being pent up and distressed this whole time. His arm clutches onto the back of your shirt as your hips move, “Breed me please please I need it.” gripping onto it so hard you’re sure it’ll stretch out. It doesn’t matter though, not when his pussy is clenching around you so well as he begs you to give him pups. Him being a powerful pirate or the captain of an important crew doesn’t matter, he just wants to be your omega. Fuck, you’ll keep him pregnant over and over until he can’t think about anything except getting bred and taking care of his pups, your pups. Your knot starts to inflate and Shanks lets out pheromones to give you every sign he wants it, shaking as he reaches his second orgasm. Gummy walls squeeze around you and leak slick as he cries out while you continue to fuck him; painting his insides with your seed. Your knot slowly forces its way inside with your thrusts until it pops inside of him with a squelch. Shanks feels dizzy, happy, he puts his hand on his stomach purring until he remembers how old he is. “What’s wrong?” You ask him as you rub your scent glands onto his.
“Pups.. I'm.. it’d be hard for me to get them.” He feels like crying, tearing up while he looks away feeling ashamed. You think for a moment, then pick him up and walk towards the door that’s still open with your dick still inside him, closing it. You won’t need to lock it, everyone will get the hint the moment they even get near the hallway. You plop down onto the bed with him on your lap and thrust up into Shanks, your knot still inside.
“It doesn’t matter. If it’s hard for you to get pups then we can keep trying.” You grab his hand and intertwine your fingers. “I’ll do it over and over until your womb is overflowing with me.” Shanks pants, his eyes glazing over at your romantic(?) words.
“Alpha~” He whines and you pull him in for a kiss, making out with him until your knot unswells enough you can lay him back on the mattress and hook his legs over your shoulders into a mating press. You kiss him one more time before thrusting into his wet cunt, squelching with slick as you fuck your own cum deeper into him. Your mouth goes to his neck, sucking hickeys where you’re planning on biting him once his heat is over. When you can fuck your seed into him and mate him while he’s fully himself. This angle is deeper than before and you feel the tip of your dick kiss his cervix, making his head throw back with pleasure as slick drips down your balls and coats your thighs. His plump chest from his muscles move with each thrust, nipples perked up like they’re already going to lactate. Your hand goes to one and squeezes the flesh there, his heat making them softer than usual. He likes it, cries getting louder since he can’t speak anymore. Your knot swells up for the second time and he cums again, struggling to make more noise that shows he’s yours as his throat goes sore. It doesn’t even matter if he didn’t love you, your dick is too addictive, he’d never be able to have another. You pound into him and his cervix, one hand on his thigh and the other on his breast. You’re a perfect match and as you slam into him the to his cervix shoots your cum directly into his womb as your cock ruins his pussy for the second time.
“My omega.” You mumble and kiss him again as he manages to purr happily, your scents mixing together like you’re already mated.
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Shanks pants, his red hair clinging to his sweaty forehead as you fuck into him. Your clothes around the bed into a nest as soon as you both calmed enough to let him make one. His stomach is swollen with your seed, you’ve been breeding him for days now because of this strong pent up heat and now his brain is numb with nothing but you. You finally slip out of him with a pop and jizz pours from his used hole, loose and bred. His breasts have bites on them and the nipples swollen along with his clit from being played with so many times. You lean over and peck his kiss bitten lips, tears of pleasure staining his cheeks. “Pretty omega, my pretty captain omega~” You continue to kiss his face and he sighs in relief, closing his eyes. This was rough for the both of you to do for so long but you both have good stamina and you’ll learn soon how clingy Shanks can be as your mate.