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Had this written for a while but decided to post it finally so here.

Scent

Shanks x Male Reader. Shanks has a pussy, omegaverse. Filth because i have dirty thoughts.

Omega Shanks with an oral/face fixation. Loves to ride your face and slick himself up as much as he can till it’s dripping onto the mattress. Your face is what people look at the most, after all. Goes the other way around too, loves looking pretty on his knees when he sucks you off, looking up at you with twinkling but lustful brown eyes. “Like my eyes? I only look like this with you, you know.” He says lovingly with a wink while he jerks you off the rest of the way, opening his mouth with his tongue slightly out and the corners of his mouth curled up in a cheeky smile. All so you can cum all over his face and tongue. He rubs it over his face happily afterwards, pouting if you say it’s weird. “Just want people to know we love eachother~♡.” Shanks coos to you, making kissy faces. It’s not that he gets jealous, he trusts you, but he can get a bit possessive. No no, not of you, he gets possessive for you. He’s a popular man, he knows that, and he wants people that ever try and kiss him on the cheek or get too close to him to know that he’s all scented up by you. That if they choose to kiss him that they’ll be kissing a part of you too. He always gets a stupid grin on his face when they realize, “Just lovin my boyfriend, ya don’t mind, right?” He’ll say cheekily. The same with you, if someone tries to hit on you they’ll be “kissin my juices”. You two already scent eachother’s necks any chance you get, and sure maybe you could leave scents in other ways, but that’s no fun.

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.

_______________

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.

if you're interested in the idea, i'd love to make a request! >:3

bottom/sub! shanks x male reader with watersports (whatever interpretation you like) and/or dacryphilia. maybe w some mixed praise/humiliation directed towards shanks, but winding it up with a little bit of fluffy aftercare?

Sorry this took so long, tbh it was actually hot ass but I had to use my special method of just writing it even if it was trash and then just coming back to fix it later. Ngl first draft was so bad I had to do sm, but it's good to just get the basic outline out so I could do it once I had some motivation. Like oh my god it was so bad, it was physically hurting me but i did it.

Pretty When You're Mine

Shanks x Male Reader. Straight smut with some fluff at the end. It has watersports but nothing insanely crazy (though i don't actually know what's considered crazy.) 2626 words.

Shanks is relaxing, holding his mug while he talks to Yasopp when you walk into the room. Once he spots you his expression immediately brightens. “Baby! You’re not busy anymore?” You walk over to him and he sets down his mug to hug you.

“I finished not too long ago, actually, though shouldn’t you be busy?” You ask and he huffs before smiling with a carefree expression.

“It’s fine~ I’m busy often, let me take a little break, okay?” He looks at you with pleading eyes and you sigh.

“Okay, have fun.” His smile brightens as he grabs his mug and clinks it with Yasopp, in a better mood now that his boyfriend has also approved of his break; even if he technically didn’t need your permission. You sit down and he continues to chat as more crewmates come in to drink, everyone quickly taking this “break” as an excuse to get drunk. Not that your crewmates are boring, but you can only take so much when you’re already tired from working on things the whole day. Your eyes trail to your boyfriend, then down at his ass. Not being shy, you reach out and touch his butt, making him flinch. “Sorry, just an accident.” You stand and hug his side.

“A welcome one~” He winks at you while chuckling, continuing his conversation. You think a bit more, everyone is starting to get rather drunk at this point and your backs are both facing near the wall. It’s a big chance no one would notice anything if you got a bit bold. Your hand creeps from his waist down to his butt, slowly massaging it. Shanks keeps his expression normal but he can’t hide his reactions as well when he’s tipsy.

“You’re already drunk, Captain? Your face is getting flushed.” Hongo points out while you shamelessly continue.

“Haha, maybe my tolerance is getting lower as I age.” He’s trying to make up excuses while feeling your hand pressing against his soft ass.

“Or you drank earlier without us.” Another crewmate says and he bites his lip, panicking slightly when your hand slips under the hem of his pants.

“Hmm~” Shanks disguises a hum of pleasure as one of thinking when your finger teases his entrance through his boxers. “Captain’s privilege getting the first taste.” He shifts in place a bit, gripping his mug tightly as you slip under his boxers to touch him bare. You’ve already trained his body to be responsive to your touch and to keep himself ready. It’s cute, feeling him tense and react even if he’d truly wanted to hang out with friends, only making things worse when you slip a finger inside of him. Shanks lowers his head a bit, gritting his teeth to keep sounds in as your finger moves inside him.

“He did have a lot to drink before you guys got here ” You tell them, covering for your poor boyfriend. “You feeling sick, hun?” Your tone is worried but you’re relentless when you add another finger, if the crew weren’t drunk themselves this would be obvious; though it wouldn’t be surprising if a few more observant ones still caught something being off.

“I-I- nnGh~” He grunts when his tight, wet walls and prostate are teased.

“Geez, already about to vomit then.” They poke fun at him while you take the mug from his hand and set it down. Shanks immediately clings to you and you take your fingers out of him, then pick him up.

“Captain’s retiring for the night then, c’mon.” Shanks hides his face in your shoulder as you speak, not trusting himself not to give it away with his expression. Once you both are at his quarters you set him down, then immediately pin him to the door by the neck. “So cute, did you want everyone to know?”

“s-sorry.” Shanks pants, gulping as your grip tightens around the sides of his throat. His face is flushed, eyes unfocused as he pants. So tame, so weak, so different from everything he shows outside. You put your knee between his thighs and grind up, making him gasp. “Ah~!” He whines as you continue to grind up roughly, your hand staying on his neck while you lean in to give him a soft kiss. Your other hand undoes your pants.

“Open for me.” He opens his mouth and you spit in it before pushing him down on his knees, shoving your dick in his mouth before he could catch his breath. You let it sit in his warm throat, cutting off his air, until tears form in his eyes. Once you finally pull back to let him breathe he struggles a bit to catch his breath. “Good boy.” It’s satisfying to give him a little praise, watching the way he shivers at the name before you walk over to the bed and sit “Come here~” Shanks nods then crawls over to you to rest his head on your lap. Even despite the rough treatment he can barely keep himself still from arousal, squirming a bit with the sight of your bare cock in front of his face. “Feeling needy, yeah?”

“Fuck, yes.” He leans in and kisses the tip of your dick, then parts his lips again so you can play with his tongue, sensitive. He lets out a whine when your thumb presses on it while your pointer finger rubs against the roof of his mouth.

“I know, you loved every second of my touch out here.” You lightly tug on his tongue and he softly moans, pleading with you with his eyes. “Don’t know how you manage to talk when your mouth is always desperate for me.” He’s panting again, your words only serving to egg him on.

“Please..” He needily sticks his tongue out of his open mouth so you can grab your length, slap your tip on it a few times before grabbing his hair and smoothly moving his head down to take it all at once.

“No gagging, like you were made for me.” You brush his hair back so he can look up at you while you move him on your dick down his throat, using the roof of his mouth to stimulate yourself like he’s a fleshlight. Like he’s your fleshlight. When you grind his face down onto your pelvis you see his eyes roll back for a moment from the feeling. You’re starting to get close, but something’s bothering you. ‘I need to piss.’ You think as you continue to move your lover’s head to please yourself. An idea pops into your mind and you pull Shanks’s head off, much to his dismay clear when he looks up at you with a small pout.

“What happened? I like swallowing.” He thinks that’s the issue but you shake your head.

“I have to pee.” You tell him and he’s about to move back to let you get up when you stop him. “You don’t need to move, actually. Stay right there and look pretty.” He flushes slightly, staying where he is but in a better mood from the praise. “Good boy, stick out your tongue, just how I like it.” Shanks processes this then turns bright red with his eyes widening.

“You…” He thinks about it and then takes a shaky breath, a smile forming on his face as his dick twitches. It only takes a second after that for him to follow, opening his mouth with his tongue out while he watches the way you stroke yourself then aim at his face. He’s expectant, his eyes already dark with lust while he waits. The emperor is on his knees as you start to empty your bladder on his scarred face and all over that red hair everyone knows until it’s dripping with urine, stroking your cock while you feel the pressure in your body relax. It’s beautiful seeing him let you do this, to enjoy it. The pleasure that was building in your body while his mouth was on you bursts and you end it with tilting his head up to cum ropes onto his tongue and lips. By the end of it Shanks is shaking, the humiliation of having your boyfriend and subordinate piss on you like you’re a whore arousing him.

“Sexy like this, found a new use for you, yeah?” You close his mouth so he can taste the mixture of cum and urine on his palette. Fuck, this is too much for him, Shanks bends down and whimpers, his eyes rolling back as he spasms and shoots into his now soiled pants. You grab his wet hair and pull him up, already hard again. “Came from that..” He’s out of it. “I’m not done yet, though.” You lift him up onto the bed, pull his pants and boxer up enough, then thrust into him. Your pace is for you, but you’re aiming directly at his prostate despite Shanks just cumming, making his brain overload with pleasure. He can’t speak, his head swimming as he starts to sob with each thrust. “Taking it so well for me, huh, Captain?” Calling him Captain only heightens this situation, being a feared and powerful Captain and Emperor of the sea, yet getting dicked down on the bed like it’s all he’s good for. He’d almost be ashamed, but it’s too good and tears run down his face as he gets close to another climax despite his body not being ready. You realize this and lean down to press against his lower stomach, making him gasp. He drank a lot earlier, and hasn’t gotten the chance to go to the bathroom yet. “Feeling full?” No worries though, you’ll help him as his loving and caring boyfriend. Your hands go to his waist and pull him up onto you, lifting him up with your dick still inside. He lets out a confused noise as you bring him to the bathroom and set him down in front of the toilet, gripping his hips to start fucking into him quickly again.

“Too full, aH~ t-too full..!” Shanks can’t handle, grabbing onto your thigh to try to focus to no avail. He can barely realize what’s happening, you only hear mumbling and moaning repeatedly as you aim his dick at the water while stroking it, your other hand pressing down on his lower stomach again. His bladder presses against his prostate from the inside while pushing your dick harder against the outside, soft walls pressing against your tip and length. Shanks keens and he arches his back with his head on your shoulder, unable to hold it in as piss squirts into the water along with his cum. You’re unrelenting as you fuck into his tight heat while he lets out broken cries, then burying yourself into his tight heat before filling him up with your seed. He’s pulsing around you, milking your cock while he whines and shakes, piss continuing to stream from his dick. Once he’s emptied he goes limp and you catch him before he falls, your boyfriend panting while his head spins from dizziness.

“You alright?” Your demeanor changes once your high is gone, going from a little mean to caring. You even ignore the wetness of his cheek from tears and pee to kiss it lovingly. Shanks brain feels empty though, he can’t even nod yet as he catches his breath. Pulling out, you admire the view of your cum seeping from his hole and hand marks on his hips for a bit before setting him down onto the toilet to rest and let it drip out. “I’ll wash you up so just relax, mkay?” He hums and you turn on the water, rubbing his neck and hips where you gripped earlier while the water warms up. Once it's ready you set him on a stool in the shower and start to clean him gently, feeling him lean into whatever touch you give. You’re washing his hair off when you speak. “Your hair is so pretty, like the rest of you.”

“You pissed on it so I don’t know how ‘pretty’ it is to you.” He’s regained more of his senses as you start to clean his body.

“I think you’re more beautiful than before actually.” This makes him chuckle a little.

“Marked your territory on me, my pretty little head is for you without claiming it, don’t have to worry.” He winks and laughs at his own joke, but starts to cough from a sore throat while you pat his back.

“Want me to get you some water?” You ask him after rinsing shampoo from his hair. Shanks hums in thought then shakes his head.

“Get it after, the steam can help my throat just fine for now.” He puts his hand on his chest and looks up at you with a sad expression. “Unless you want to leave? Use me how you like like i’m a toy then leave me to fend for myself…” He looks away dramatically, wiping a tear that isn’t there.

“You’re never a toy to me, no matter what I do when we’re having sex.” You state with a determined tone, making him flush a bit.

“Just a joke..” He mumbles as you smooch him, then undress to get in the shower yourself. Your boyfriend whistles “Hello, handsome~”

“You’re not seeing anything new, even if I was clothed before.”

“I enjoy the view no matter how many times I get it.” Well that makes two of you, letting Shanks admire your body as you clean yourself off. Once you’re done you run a bath and dip your boyfriend inside, letting his muscles relax while you can go change the sheets. “Nooooo…” He grabs your wrist.

“I’m not gonna be gone forever, do you want to sleep on dirty sheets?” You have a point, but he doesn’t like it, letting you go and looking at you like an abandoned puppy. “I’ll be back soon you big baby.”

“Promise?”

“Shanks I’m gonna be right here, you’re acting like I’m leaving the ship when your bathroom is connected to your quarters.” He stares at you until you sigh. “Yes I promise.” That satisfies him and he beams at you, now you can go change the sheets. Dirty, but thankfully nothing seeped into the mattress itself. Kind of a last minute decision to do watersports, next time you’ll set something down. Once you’re done you go back to the bathroom to find Shanks leaning back while splashing softly at the water to entertain himself.

“You’re finally bac-” You smooch him to shut him up, then drain the bath and dry him off before wrapping him in a towel burrito style to carry him off to bed while he hums in delight from the nice treatment. You’re both too lazy to dress so it’s decided you'll both sleep naked, it’s comfortable anyway having your skin touching. Even if Shanks was the one getting railed you’re also a bit tuckered out, closing your eyes to let your body relax. Before you can fall asleep you feel shuffling from next to you, Shanks cuddles into your side, cute. You pull him close, cuddling back and kissing his forehead.

“Goodnight.” You say softly, but don’t get a response. You look at his face and realize he’s already fast asleep. Well, that’s enough of a good night for you and your eyes close.

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The crew loots a pirate ship from enemy pirates, finding barrels of alcohol. There’s excitement at first but when the Shanks tastes it, captain privilege, he makes a face. “Not good?” Beckman asks.

“Cheap, makes sense considering how weak they were, just tastes like piss.” His gaze trails to you with a sparkle in his eye, he’s hilarious.

××××

this is my first time writing watersports/dacriphilia so be nice i tried my best./hj now i just need to do the same thing with the other one...

Masterlist

Prompts/Request Rules

Requests: Closed. You can also just talk to me!

💋 Smut ❤️ Fluff 💔 Angst 🔥 Joke 👍 Platonic 👨 Male 👩 Female 👤 Gender Neutral 👶 Child Reader ✏️ Drabble 📃 One Shot 💭 Headcanons 🪧 Scenario 💕 Family 🩸 Violence ✅️ Finished

Shanks

The Cute and Obsessive You 💋🩸👨📃

Your boyfriend is a yandere, but it comes in handy when you're kidnapped (also it's sexy).

Charm You to Jealousy 💋👨📃

Shanks is popular, especially when he's cool, so you may or may not get a bit jealous.

Big spoilers for episode 1112.

Compliments ❤️👨👤✏️

Shanks loves compliments and you give them often.

Lust/Love 🔥👨👤✏️

A few drinks makes you loose-mouthed but you're a quick thinker.

Tomboy Girlfriend ❤️👩💭

Shanks likes drinking and partying, especially with his lover.

A Romantic Date ❤️👤💭

Shanks has many sides, but romance with you always comes naturally.

An Awkward Child 🔥💕👶🪧

Shanks tries his best to get you to socialize.

A Good Liar 🔥👍👤📃

You and Shanks are caught on a day out, thankfully you're good at improvising.

Pretty When You're Mine 💋❤️👨📃

You're a little mean and want to try something new, thankfully your boyfriend is incredibly receptive.

RUFF! ❤️🔥👤🪧

Your boyfriend turns into a dogboy but he's still very cute.

How to Breed Your Captain 💋👨📃

Your captain sudddenly leaves in the middle of drinking, so you gotta find out what happened.

Omegaverse, Shanks has a pussy.

Shoulders 🔥❤️👨🪧

Shanks is tall but not tall enough for a view.

Scent 💋👨✏️

Shanks likes it when you smell like eachother.

Omegaverse, Shanks has a pussy.

Narcissistic Romance ❤️🔥👩✏️💭

You and your new boyfriend happen to look similar.

Scruff ❤️🔥👩👤🪧

Naughty Captains get the puppy treatment.

Birthday Boy ❤️👤📃

Poor Shanks is the only one who remembered his birthday (according to him)

Two Cats ❤️👩✏️

You're a picky and bratty drinker, fortunately Shanks is there to "protect" you.

Eyes. 🩸💔❤️👤📃

You visit your parent in their prison with Shanks.

Luffy

Kindness Isn't Spineless: Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4 💔❤️👤✅️

Luffy thinks you're too "kind", unknowing of your past traumas with an abusive ex.

A Romantic Date ❤️👤💭

Luffy isn't much of a romantic but he loves to love you.

RUFF! ❤️🔥👤🪧

Being a dogboy only makes Luffy more excited and he's going to make it everyone else's problem.

Thunk 👍🔥👤🪧

Luffy spilled something like a stupidhead.

Shoulders 🔥❤️👨🪧

Luffy reallllyyy wants to see Frankys WIP

Scruff ❤️🔥👩👤🪧

Luffy whines like a puppy so you treat him like one.

Is This Love?: Part one, Part two, Part three, Part four, Part five, Part six 💔 ❤️ 👨

Confessing to Luffy isn't as sunshine and rainbows as both of you wish it was.

Post Jinbe, Small allusion to Whole Cake, Fishman Island spoilers.

Will You Still Love Me? ❤️🔥👤🪧

You turn into a worm.

You're Here! ❤️🔥👤🪧

You both miss eachother, you're also both on the same wavelength in doing whatever it takes to see eachother sooner.

Zoro

Roots of Suffering 💔❤️🩸👩📃

Pain from severe migraines makes you to be rash, causing more damage than your mind could on its own.

Tomboy Girlfriend ❤️👩💭

You're completely unruly but okay yes he loves you.

RUFF! ❤️🔥👤🪧

He's a little dumb as a dogboy but he's got the spirit.

Thunk 👍🔥👤🪧

Clean your equipment after use, guys.

Why are you two friendly 👍📃

Zoro and Sanji are a lot more tame when they're alone

No reader, just characters.

It's YOURS 👍🔥👤📃

You find Zoro's small mossy lookalikes in a forest and decide to have some fun.

Will You Still Love Me? ❤️🔥👤🪧

You turn into a worm.

You're Here! ❤️🔥👤🪧

He's strong enough to catch you from a cliff, probably.

Sanji

Tomboy Girlfriend ❤️👩💭

Sanji likes to be a gentleman but with you he's more of a gentle man.

Your Love is My Warmth ❤️👤📃

It's a cold night, but together with you he's never felt warmer.

Fun(ny) Halloween 🔥👍👤📃

You don't know what to go as for Halloween, but get inspiration from a certain cook.

Insecure Love 💔❤️👩📃

Misunderstandings from trauma cause pain for you and Sanji as your relationship goes on.

Major spoilers for episode 1053

Thunk 👍🔥👤🪧

Rest is important, idiot.

Shoulders 🔥❤️👨🪧

How'd he get the groceries up there?

OH MY GOD ❤️👍🩸👨📃

Don't walk backwards while hiking on a mountain.

Why are you two friendly 👍📃

Zoro and Sanji are a lot more tame when they're alone

No reader, just characters.

Confusion in my Love ❤️👨📃

Sanji struggles with the fact he's fallen in love with a man.

Medium Fishman Island spoilers.

You're Here! ❤️🔥👤🪧

Being your knight in shining armor didn't prepare him for you jumping off a cliff.

Robin

Thunk 👍🔥👤🪧

Small mistake isn't everything.

Brook

Thunk 👍🔥👤🪧

God, just stop making that joke.

Nami

You're Here! ❤️🔥👤🪧

There's no way you would jump off a cliff just to see her sooner, right?

Usopp

Shoulders 🔥❤️👨🪧

No he doesn't need help but maybe if you gave it he wouldn't decline it.

Crocodile

Reptile Break for the Reptile Broken 🔥✏️

Crocodile is tired, so he visits the bananagators.

Post Crossguild.

Crocodile the Lovestruck (Reptile) Fool ❤️👩💭

You've been with him since Alabasta, and he's starting to think of you as more than a loyal employee.

Post Cross Guild.

Its Good to See the New You 💕💔👨💭

You joined the Strawhats after your father was defeated in alabasta, when you meet again his daughter is now his son.

Small Marineford and Alabasta spoilers.

Mihawk

Boredom and Jokes 🔥 👤✏️

Mihawk's older than you and Buggy thought.

Post Cross Guild.

Mimi Mihawk ❤️👤✏️

Mihawk reads the paper while you give him affection.

Pre-Cross Guild but Post Timeskip

An Awkward Child 🔥💕👶🪧

You aren't really the best at getting along with people, Mihawk doesn't mind.

Pre and Post Cross Guild

Think About It ❤️👩👤📃

He's more oblivious than you thought, by a LOT.

Romantic(?) ❤️👨👤✏️

You're a romantic pervert.

Buggy

Boredom and Jokes 🔥 👤✏️

Mihawk's older than you and Buggy thought.

Post Cross Guild.

Smoker

An Awkward Child 🔥💕👶🪧

Tashigi and you cause a small accident when she tries to teach you something new.

Ace

Love Makes You Crazy 💋❤️👩📃

Ace has convinced you to be bold in more ways than one.

Sabo

You're Here! ❤️🔥👤🪧

If he misses you he should catch you.

Dude I keep trying to do my book report but the book is so boring bro. I feel bad saying that since it's based on a true story but I'm trying my best. I might be cooked though it's due today. Have this that I wrote instead.

Charm You to Jealousy

Shanks x top male reader. Smut. Reader gets jealous because Shanks is handsome. Spoilers for Ep 1112. This isn't dubcon Shanks just likes being whiny. 3,180~ words.

“Haha..” Shanks laughs awkwardly as he catches the woman that lunged onto him. Everyone around him fawns over him, worrying over if he’s going to be okay or that he doesn’t need to be the one to defeat Kid. He’s flattered, he really is, but he needs to get going! He doesn’t mean to underestimate Kid, but he doesn’t overestimate him either. He holds the woman to his body for a moment before pulling back and walking to the dock. He turns back to look at them “Don’t worry, our enemies are famously weak.” The redhead says cheekily. It’s only when his expression lands on you that it falters ever so slightly. There’s a smile on your face as you look at how beloved he is, the way women he’s most likely been with before you swoon over him, but it doesn’t reach your eyes. It’s when he’s about to say bye to you, to try and show he hasn’t forgotten about you, when his eyes widen and his observation haki gives him a vision of an unfortunate future. Panic fills his mind and he takes one quick glance at you then quickly jumps off to save everyone. You watch him go, it’s to be expected. How admirable he is, you love him for that; plus, your comfort in the moment is much less than the lives of countless. You look down at the women that were with him, resting your chin on your hand. They’re pretty, the type of women Shanks was into before you two started to date. You don’t have their large breasts or their soft features, nor the body meant to connect with someone the opposite gender. You aren’t one to feel too insecure about that, of course. It’s been proven enough that Shanks is more than into you. You look out into the ocean, watching as your love saves the day once again. An ugly emotion blooms in your heart, unwelcome and dark.

…………..

After everything is done, he finally gets a moment to rest his mind. Looking at the sinking ship of the Kid pirates, he sighs. “Kids these days get too strong too fast.” He says as he walks further onto the Red Force. Shanks expected Kid to have gotten stronger, but enough to destroy multiple ships at once was unexpected. It’s then that your expression comes to mind, the smile that didn’t reach your eyes. He looks around a few times after he remembers but doesn’t see you “Shit.” He mumbles to himself. His crew overhears this and start to snicker despite Shanks’s small panic.

“In trouble, Captain?” Yasopp asks teasingly and Shanks sighs as they sail back to the island’s dock.

“Hopefully not too much..” The redhead says, but before he can go look for you inside the ship, people call for him. ‘Dammit.’ What’s worse, he feels your gaze on him. It’s harsh, and he resists the urge to shiver. He needs to go find you, but he should calm his subordinates first. He hops off of the ship and, again, a woman hugs his waist. She clings to him happily and he puts his hand on her hip, trailing it up to pat her back. “See? I told you everything would be fine.” He tells everyone.

“You took care of him so easily! We have to have a celebration!” One of the men say and Shanks, for the first time in a long while, actually feels not that excited for a celebration. He’s always excited to drink, of course, but the longer he keeps you waiting the worse things are going to be.

“A celebration for beating such a weak pirate?” He asks, raising a brow. “You sure you aren’t just using me as an excuse to party?”

“Nonsense! Our chief saving our island and people is always a cause for celebration!” The man responds and everyone cheers.

‘This isn’t working out.’ Shanks thinks to himself. “That sounds great but I should get going.”

“Ehhh? Already?” They all yell. “We wanted to thank you for saving us though!”

“Yeah, sorry. No need to thank me either, it’s my fault a big shot came to this island.” The captain continues to try and escape from the people, picking up a few women to place them further back. Beckman watches this, amused. He almost considers letting the redhead deal with this himself, but alas, he is the first mate and he is supposed to help the captain.

“C'mon everyone, let the Captain rest.” Beckman tells them, patting one of them on the back while he motions for the other townspeople to leave as well.

“Yeah, don’t tire him out now, he’s gonna need his energy!” Lucky Roux says knowingly with a laugh, making Shanks cringe.

“Well, okay. See you later Chief!” The women and men say, a few giving him a kiss on the cheek. Once they’re gone Shanks sighs in relief, then slowly trails his vision over to you, sweating as he notices an even more insincere smile on your face. You narrow your eyes sinisterly and head inside the ship. He curses and quickly makes his way inside too.

“We’ll save you a seat, Captain!” Lucky yells to him.

“Yeah, and we’ll make sure it’s cushioned too!” Yasopp adds and they all start to laugh, voices fading as Shanks follows you. He trails through the halls and eventually finds you, grabbing your shoulder to turn you towards him.

“Heyyyy!” He says with a friendly voice, “You know they don’t mean anything to me, right, love? Well not ‘anything’ but not like you-” He’s interrupted as you grab his collar and pull him into a rough kiss. He takes a step back, and you pin him to the wall. He shivers slightly as your tongue slips into his mouth and his into yours, intertwining the two muscles. Shanks grips onto your arm and groans softly when you lick the roof of his mouth. With that, you pull away, a string of saliva connecting the two of you for a moment. His face flushed as he catches his breath, voice full of anxious hope. “...Is this a sign you’re not that mad at me…?” The redhead asks, panicking as one of your hands slips under his shirt and grips tightly onto his waist. Your eyes narrow and your smile widens.

“What do you think?”

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“Hah~ nnGH~!” Shanks groans into the pillow, clutching the sheets beside his head like a lifeline as you slam into his lifted hips mercilessly. He’s already cum twice, you once, sweat glistening on his back as the muscles tense under your hand with every thrust. Your other hand goes to his hair and pulls his head up, his mind swimming as you lean over him.

“Don’t hide now, thought you loved the attention?” Your voice rumbles into his ear and his dick twitches, his eyes rolling back for a second when an especially hard pump hits his prostate harshly.

“s..sorry soRRy- AHh~!” Shanks moans with a gasp as you spank him, the hand on his back moving to squeeze one of his pecs.

“No, there’s nothing to apologize for. How could I blame my lover for being himself? Even if he’s an attention whore.” You pinch his swollen nipple harshly, sending pain and pleasure through his body. “I’ll give you the attention you crave, enough to feel it when you show yourself off to everyone else.” Shanks thinks about being in front of his subordinates, trying to hide the pain in his lower half and cover any marks made by you. The feeling of him squeezing around you makes you chuckle. “You liked that, didn’t you? The thought of them finding out their strong chief got fucked like a slut then tried going to their celebration like it didn’t happen. Wonder what those girls would think, knowing that. They probably think or even remember you as some dominant man. Fantasizing about you when the truth is you’re addicted to getting used by your boyfriend.” You grab and lift his torso up, wrapping your arms around his waist so you can pound into him so hard he forgets how to think; only able to let out a weak groan as he cums for the 3rd time. All that comes out of his mouth are moans and whines now, unable to form words as tears form in his eyes from overstimulation. That doesn’t matter though, you know he can keep going. “Is my pretty slut tired? You can give me one more, right?” You ask and he shakes his head, gasping when you press a hand on his lower stomach. “You can, don’t underestimate yourself.” Shanks whines as you suck a hickey into his back, whispering dirty praises into his ear until he’s aroused enough to get hard again. “There you go~” He feels like he’s about to collapse as you kiss the back of his neck. “C’mon, be good for me, Captain.” You stop to grind into him, making him groan at the feeling of your dick massaging his prostate. Your cum is pushed further into him and his dick twitches in pleasure.

“(Y/n)..” His voice rumbles as his eyes close, mind clearing up just enough to say your name.

“Turn your head.” You tell him and press your lips against his, his eyes going half lidded with a mewl as you start to thrust again. He’s kissing back despite his foggy head, instinct from making out with you. It’s not done yet though, and once you feel like he’s had enough time to calm you start getting rough again. He’s struggling to keep himself up, your arm wrapping around his waist the only thing keeping his hips lifted.

‘I’m.. gonna pass out.’ Shanks manages to think. ‘Feels too good…!’ He curses that he didn’t take care of Kid sooner, instead choosing to calm the nerves of the people first. Out of character for the captain, but he can’t think rationally when he’s getting fucked to an inch of his life and his love is upset with him. His orgasm starts to form inside of him and he pulls away from the kiss to pant. He’s gonna die, he’s gonna die and it’s because he’s too handsome and charming to be unpopular. Your voice reaches his ears, but his brain can’t make it out very well, just knowing that it’s you behind him. At least you’re the one that’ll kill him, this might not be so bad. He lets out a gasp when you twitch inside him then grab his dick. "W-Wait wait!” He’s able to cum untouched, but he’ll need a bit of help this time. He grabs your wrist, weakly tugging to no avail as you start to jerk him off. Shanks looks back at you with teary eyes, pleading.

“Shh, it’s okay. Just this last time. After that you can go to that party and pretend you’re a perfect handsome man. For now,” It doesn't work. You tighten your grip and he sobs. “I just need you to cum again for me.” He looks forward, tears streaming from his eyes as he feels himself reaching that peak again. Finally, he lets out a loud broken cry as he shakes and spasms around you. “Fuck you’re so pretty like this.” You coo into his ear as it rips through him like lightning, pain and pleasure filling his body. You can’t hold back longer either, the urge to cum into him again filling your mind. Your grunts mix with his weak whimpers, so slutty and vocal for you. “I-I want you to remember this, everytime someone puts their hands or eyes on you with want, I want you to remember how easily you moan for my c-cock.” You grunt out, ending your sentence with your dick shooting cum into his warm walls. You don’t know if he heard you say that, but you know his body will remember for him. After a while of catching your breath you pull out of him, a lewd sticky noise accompanying before seeing your cum flow out of him. “Fuck, what a sight..." You mumble, burning the image into your head. Sweat glistens on his back and his head spins before he goes limp. “Ah.” You lay him down and turn him over onto his back, your breath catching in your throat. His hair sticks to his forehead, tears staining his face and his lips swollen with kissing and biting. There’s hand marks on his waist and hips, bite marks around his swollen nipples. He’s completely wrecked, his closed eyes opening just to look at you for a few seconds before he manages to give a weak smile; then he passes out. “Oops.” You exclaim, then look at the clock in the room. At this rate he’s gonna be late, but looking back at him you doubt he can go in this state; even if the thought is slightly nice to think about. Just a bit. Plus, your body is also a bit exhausted, to be honest. Love conquers all, though, and you get off of the bed and onto your feet; picking up your unconscious boyfriend to clean him up as best you can. It’s a bit difficult when he’s unconscious, but you make sure to use warm water and lots of care. He stays asleep the entire time, which isn't too surprising since he can sleep through most things; though he does make cute hums in his sleep when you rinse off his hair and snores when you’re drying him off. Once he’s all cleaned up you change the sheets quickly and place him onto the bed. It’s a good thing you’re strong, Shanks isn’t light by any means. You stand there, staring at him. ‘Is he.. gonna be able to go like this?’ You ask yourself, seeing his burnt out body. ‘I’ll go see Hongo just in case.’ As soon as you step into Hongo’s office he tosses icepacks and ointments to you.

“Here.” He’s too used to you and Shanks’s antics to be unprepared or surprised, especially when he could hear his captain’s moans while walking through the hallway to get to his office. “Seriously, I don’t know if I should be impressed with him or you that you guys manage to make that much noise. We even put soundproofed it too.” Hongo says with a sigh.

“I’m just that good.” You gloat jokingly, holding the items in your arms.

“Yeah, well, we don’t need to know to this extent.” The doctor replies and you laugh a little. “I don’t know how rough you were with him, but people are gonna be disappointed if the captain doesn’t go.” Your eyebrows furrow s the consequences of your actions settle in. “Don’t make that expression. He’s grown, he knew what he was doing.” You tilt your head in confusion but Hongo just waves you off to figure it out yourself. It’s when you get back to your shared room when you put the pieces together, could it have been on purpose? No way, right? Shanks is on the bed, snoring loudly. You walk over and put an icepack on his neck, causing him to jolt awake.

“Cold!” He yelps, coughing afterwards from the strain of his voice. You hand him a glass of water, he takes it and gulps it down. “Thanks, sweetiepie.” You stare at him and he’s confused. “What, do I have something on my face? Other than handsomeness, of course.” His voice is raspy, but you still catch the slight nervousness.

“Did you make me jealous on purpose?” You ask him and he quickly avoids eye contact. “So you did.” He scratches the back of his head.

“I didn’t think you would get that jealous.” The redhead mumbles and you resist the urge to shake him.

“I knew it was weird, you were leaning into those kisses and you didn’t need to put your hand near her ass either.” You pinch the bridge of your nose as Shanks laughs anxiously. He pats his lap.

“C’mon~ It’s not that big a deal. Plus, my hand was an appropriate distance away from her ass. I would kn-” You grab and squeeze his nose harshly. “Owowow sorry sorry, I couldn’t resist the joke!” If he wasn’t already a wreck you would’ve bonked his head by now.

“You’re going to the banquet.” You state, letting go of his nose.

“I want to, but I’m a little.. well..” He motions to his naked body covered in marks. “I’m getting old too, my hips hurt like hell. I wouldn’t be surprised if you aged them.”

“I said earlier that you would go, yeah? So you’re going. I’ll carry you over there like a pretty princess if I have to.” You tell him and he gets a serious look on his face as he actually considers the pros and cons of being carried like a pretty princess. The pros are he doesn’t have to walk over there and he can just use you instead of having to get up, the cons are that his crew would make fun of him and he isn’t sure how the rest would react. “You seemed pretty interested in people finding out earlier.” His cheeks tint slightly at that, he would allow it if it was just his immediate crew but there’s too many reasons to not do the same in front of everyone else.

“I’ll go, you can carry me some other time.” He stands up and almost falls over until you catch him. “Shit, you did a bigger number than me than I thought.” Shanks doesn’t want to leave everyone hanging though. Thankfully, you two are used to this. You put him down on the bed and put ointment on any bigger marks or bites, he shivers a little when you put it on his nipples. Once that’s done you dress him up and ice his eyes and lips. “Can’t see.” He says as the icepack covers his vision, voice muffled by the one on his lips.

“Hold it.” You tell him and he takes over icepack duty, you take the chance to put makeup over any visible marks. Would be easier to just button up his shirt but that would cause way more attention than a few faint marks. Once everything’s done he puts the icepacks down. To be honest, his face still looks like a mess.

“Maybe we can put some lipstick on me, only if you kiss it on tho-” You put the icepack back on his lips. Should be fine, Shanks looks a little rough all the time anyway. Maybe you guys can say it was the heat that did it.

………………

“Woohoo! Congratulations!” Yeah the excuse didn’t work. At least everyone was happy for you, even the women from before. They seemed really bummed at first but they changed their mind when they saw Shanks’s face and the faint marks. They started going to you instead or staring at Shanks in awe. Apparently it’s way more interesting to stare at a handsome man slightly wrecked than try and have him when he’s taken. Love conquers all, even if their curious stares are a little embarrassing.

Yeah I'm cooked lol its due in like 6 hours.

Tbh I had this already written. Poll had the shortest time as a day. HELLA warning though, this isn't non or dub con but it IS gorey. I wrote this shit at like 11pm and I was stressed the hell out and kinda pissed. (well the outline of it anyway). I'm a gore enjoyer, not in a weird way I just like the way it's written or drawn i don't like actual gore. Anyway the gore here isn't that bad but there is some so I'll say there is gore as a warning. I also put a small border for the people that don't wanna read the smut since there is some story.

The Cute and Obsessive You

Yandere Shanks x Male reader. Reader matches Shanks's freak. Smut so minors read something else until I write not smut. top male reader. Violence warning. 4,135ish words.

Your boyfriend is very cute, you know that of course, you also know that he gets just a little worried when you’re out of his sight. That’s why when you opened your eyes to an unfamiliar place, tied to a chair, your first thought before worrying for yourself was ‘Oh no, I hope my boyfriend is gonna be okay.’ and you were correct in your worry, because Shanks is not okay.

“(Y/n)!?” Shanks calls out as he searches around for you. “(Y/n)!” He calls out, his heart racing. Where are you? Did you run away? Finally getting tired of him and leaving? How could you do that to him, when he cares about you so so much!? He gave you everything! Something clicks, what if you were gone unwillingly? What if someone took you. Took you from him? “(Y/N)! Sweetie, please come out if you’re somewhere around here!” He’s been searching for a while now, feeling stupid. Of course you wouldn’t leave him, you loved him, but he had thought this island was safe. Shanks had taken his eyes off of you, busy with the townsfolk swarming him. He hadn’t been to this island in a long while so they were excited to see him, and you had told Shanks you were going to explore nearby. Shanks trusted that. Trusted that this island that was friendly to him would be friendly to you, there should’ve been no danger to you. That’s not to mention you weren’t weak either, but people don’t always get what they want by being strong. A pretty looking flower is what it took, you’d been interested in the local flora so you went to check it out. It was only when you took a closer look that you realized it looked unusual, by then it was already too late. The fake flower had let out a gas and knocked you out. Now here you were, in a place unfamiliar to you.

“Hello?” You call out, but there’s no answer. Your weapon has been taken, but they’ve made a mistake, not finding the knife that you keep on you for emergencies. That means you could cut yourself free… but what then? You don’t know where you are and the door is locked, and to be honest.. you’re a little curious. You don’t feel like you’re in any real danger, and Shanks is probably going to find you eventually. The thought of him finding you, desperate to see you with a crazed look, fills you with satisfaction; so you wait. Eventually a woman comes down from the stairs and enters the room holding a long blade.

“Hello.” She greets you. “You’re lucid, good. Do you know why I’m doing this?” You think for a moment, Shanks had said this place was friendly so you’re not sure, but she answers the question for you. “I’ll just answer anyway. I did this because you bother our chief, clinging to him like a leech. You’re not nearly as strong as him or the rest of his crew, I even managed to kidnap you with some fake flower. It’s dangerous for him to have someone by his side, especially someone so weak. He’d be better off without you.” Her words sting a little, she has somewhat of a point. If it weren’t for the fact that it might be impossible to leave Shanks this could’ve even convinced you to.

‘Wow.. my cute and obsessive boyfriend knows some people that act similar to him.’ You think to yourself as she points the knife to your neck, pricking you. ‘Uh oh.’ This got much more dangerous quickly. Meanwhile, Shanks is still searching for you, finally finding flattened grass where it looks like someone was dragged.

‘He didn’t run away!’ Shanks is almost relieved before he realizes you being kidnapped and in danger isn’t much better. He clenches his jaw and quickly follows the flattened grass to a cottage in the woods, entering and looking around. “I don’t have time for this.” He mumbles to himself and decides to destroy everything until he finds you, crashing things to the floor and breaking through walls to find his lover. You hear the sounds above you and try to yell out, but your mouth is quickly covered by the woman. You take a deep breath and instead tip over your own chair and let yourself slam to the ground. The sound alerts Shanks and he looks down, realizing there's a room underneath this cottage. He needs to get to you, that thought sticks to his mind until he breaks a hole into the floor and drops into the room with you and the woman; though there was an entrance he could’ve found had he looked a little longer.

“C-Chief!” The woman stutters, panicked. “You, I-I” She doesn’t know what to say, turning silent when she looks at Shanks and finds someone she doesn’t recognize. Someone unlike the kind person she’s been doing this for. Crazed eyes look from her to your fallen and tied up form.

“Baby, are you okay?” He goes to you, ignoring her.

“I’m alright, just tipped my chair over.” You reassure him and he’s about to sigh in relief when he catches sight of something. Blood on your neck from the prick she had given you earlier. Blood, your blood. His vision quickly goes red and he grabs her, slamming her onto the ground.

“Chief, please let me exp- AAHH!” Her words are interrupted by a scream of pain when he stomps on her arm, shattering it. She starts to cry but it’s too late, he’s seen your injury and the blood you’ve shed is worth more than she could ever be.

“How dare you, how dare you. Mine, You hurt my boyfriend. My boyfriend.” His voice is laced with rage as she cries, screaming as he stomps on her limbs. Hands, arms, legs, it’s not long until they’re reduced to a mess of flesh and bone stuck to her by her skin.

“sorry sorry ‘m sorry it hurts.” She can’t even struggle, having screamed too much already. You stare at this, then try to move out of your restraints. Pain shoots up your leg.

“Ow!” You yelp and Shanks turns to look back at you, anger replaced by worry. “I’m okay! I think I just twisted my ankle a little when I fell.” You explain, feeling a little embarrassed you yelped over such a small injury. He looks back at the woman and she realizes, in her final moments, that you were so much more than she could’ve comprehended. Shanks grabs her by the hair and slams her head into the wall, creating a crater with the impact. What’s left of her head splatters across the concrete, and he drops her crushed corpse to the ground with a thud. He can hear the blood rushing through his ears, only snapping out of it when he hears your voice. “Shanks!” The redhead turns back to you, walking over and crouching down.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I let you out of my sight and doubted you when you were stuck here. This is my fault-” He starts but you interrupt him.

“Shanks you’re very lovely like this but please untie me first.” You ask him and his eyes clear.

“R-Right. Sorry.” He quickly cuts the ropes with his sword and you stand while rubbing your wrists. Once you’re both standing he starts to shake, emotions filling his psyche. Anger for the ones that hurt you, guilt he let this happen, sadness you got hurt, relief you’re still alive. They swim in his head, crowding and messing with his mind. You notice this and pull him into a soft hug

“It’s okay~ It’s okay~” Your fingers run through his red hair, ignoring the blood mixing in. “I’m okay, I’m alive and safe. You didn’t fail me, I’m right here.” He clings to you.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.. I’m so happy you're safe.” He says, burying his face in your shoulder. Shanks still feels guilty, but his emotions calm with you in his grasp. You feel him clutch onto you tighter and you can tell his anger is coming back now that his emotions are more sorted.

“It’s not the townspeople’s fault, honey.” You tell him, sensing his thoughts.

“They let this happen to you.” His voice is cold. This is their fault, they don’t deserve his help or his protection. They don’t even deserve their lives.

“Not all of them could’ve known.” You respond and he doesn’t answer. You sigh and pull him back enough to look into his clouded eyes. “Let's do this, we can go back into town, find out who helped this happen, and you can punish them. Okay?” He stares at you, considering what you said, then nods. “Good, thank you for understanding.” You give him a kiss on the cheek.

You and Shanks walk through the town, ignoring the horrified looks of townspeople seeing him covered in blood. Once you’re to the town square he yells out. “Everyone gather up!” They begin to gather in front of him while the Red Haired crew puts any children inside. They don’t need to see this. Shanks’s eyes scan the crowd until they finally land on a married couple, a wife and husband; they look guilty. Unlike the others who are scared and/or confused they look visibly jittery, as if they’ve done something wrong. What's more, when they meet your eyes they look away, as if from shame. ‘It’s them, they did this, they helped this happen.’ He walks over and stops directly in front of them, staring them down as they start to tremble. “You two have done something.” He says and they flinch. Some townsfolk try to ask Shanks what’s happening but Beckman and the others are smart, quickly leading the rest back inside so they don’t see their chief do this; or get caught in the crossfire. The couple try to deny it at first but eventually the wife breaks and starts to cry.

“Chief I’m sorry, I didn’t know she would go this far. We did this because we were worried about you.” She pleads with him and he stares at her.

“Worry? Worry!? You think your worry for me is enough of an excuse to do this? To harm what’s mine? No no no this isn’t how you’re going to escape responsibility.” Shanks is angry, angry that the town he trusted could do something so deplorable as causing harm to his boyfriend. He looks down at her with disgust and grabs her by the collar of her shirt. “You put your hands, your disgusting hands on my everything while I spent my time entertaining this town.” He moves his hand so it’s wrapped around her neck, gripping it firmly. "Was it amusing seeing me smile with you all, oblivious, while your friend was about to kill the love of my life?" She cries out and tries to struggle but it’s no use, he’s too strong; even as those struggles turn to scratches from his tightening grip, she's unable to make him budge as her vision goes dark.

SNAP

Shanks drops her lifeless body to the ground, red eyes trailing to the husband. He looks at the body of his wife, dead, and tears roll down his cheeks slowly. “Oh gods, please, chief please. I’m sorry.” His pleas are weak and useless as Shanks’s eyes bore into his. This is it, he can’t do anything. Even if he tried to run away he knows it’s futile, he wouldn’t even make it a step. His only hope is you, turning his head to look at you. You meet his eyes and give him a nervous laugh.

“Well it is kinda your fault, right?” You say sheepishly and his hope is gone, looking back to Shanks.

“Don’t look to him for help, you don’t deserve it.” The redhead states coldly and the husband closes his eyes, the world going black as Shanks cuts his head off of his shoulders. It rolls pathetically on the ground, and he stomps on it for good measure. The two previously pleading people full of life now reduced to lumps of soulless flesh. Shanks stares at what’s left of them, emotions still raging. It's unhealthy, you know that. This look of his is dangerous, the proof and symptom of his instability, but to you it's so so beautiful. The eyes of the kind, friendly, and lively red haired captain everyone knows are unlike everything about him. They're obsessive, crazed, uncaring, the light in his irises replaced by the unhealthy darkness you bring out of him. So beautiful.

“Shanks.” You call out and he quickly snaps his head to you, chest heaving with emotion. “You’re so cute like this.” You can’t help it, your crazy yandere boyfriend is so endearing when he’s obsessive like this. His face flushes slightly, caught off guard by the sudden compliment despite the gore around him.

“Really? Cute? N-Now??” He asks, he wouldn’t have been shocked if he turned to see you looking at him with disgust, disappointment, or even fear; but instead you look at him with your cheery and warm expression, nodding.

“Mhm!” You walk over to him and cup his face. “You were worried about me, right? I’m okay now, you saved me and punished the bad guys.” At that his shoulders finally untense, his sanity slowly coming back.

“Of course I was worried, I couldn’t bear the idea of anything happening to you.” Shanks says, letting out a held breath as his expression softens. He leans into your touch and closes his eyes for a moment before opening them to look at you. The brown of his eyes are replaced with red, his pupils dilated. You love it, the unsettling look in his eyes is so nice to see; even when they change back to brown. Like this, the crew in the background see their friendly captain as his yandere self, and his cheerful boyfriend who turned out not normal either. The captain can feel their gazes on him, but it doesn’t matter. All that matters is you, you you you. The you that’s in front of him, touching him, loving him, the you that’s safe.

“Your eyes are creepy like this, y’know.” You say and place a kiss on his forehead, making him sigh in contentment.

“Creepy huh? That’s one way to describe em… Do you like it?” He asks, a bit insecure.

“And if I don’t? What’re you gonna do then?” You respond and Shanks’s heart sinks at the thought of you not liking anything about him. He loves you too much, he wants you to feel the same. He looks into your eyes, trying to gauge how serious you’re being. When he can't tell he speaks with hesitance.

“I’d.. change them.. I don’t want you to dislike any part about me.” Is his respnse. You hum, kissing his cheek.

“Hmm~ How would you change them?” You continue the question and Shanks tries to think through the chaos in his head, almost tempted to say he’d rip them out for you but managing to think more rationally.

“Colored contacts.. or try to appear less obsessive. Tone it down a bit.” He seems a little sullen talking about it, the idea that he would have to change himself for you is bumming him out; even if he would do it. You can tell he's unhappy, letting it go.

“That sounds like a hassle. It’s good I like them then!” You say and a weight is lifted off of his heart, your words always have so much effect on him. “I like everything about my crazy and cute boyfriend.”

“Good, because this crazy and cute boyfriend of yours loves you. A lot.” He speaks with a sigh, wrapping his arm around you to pull you into a tight hug.

“Mhm~ I love you too.” You rub his back as he buries his face into your shoulder and inhales, relishing in your scent.

“I’m so glad you’re okay. I love you. I love you.” He murmurs into your shoulder, muffled by your skin as you soothe him through his love confessions. He doesn’t even notice he’s getting blood on you. "You mean everything to me. You're the light in my darkness, the reason I keep going. I don't know what I would do if anything happened to you, I couldn't bear it. I love you more than anything in the world." His hand moves up to thread through your hair. "I love you so much. Never leave me." His voice is almost pleading at this point.

“Shh.. I’m never gonna leave you. You’re the only one for me, you’re my crazy and cute boyfriend. Look at me.” You tell him and he pulls back enough to look at you. “Hi honey~ I love you~” His expression falters, his heart warming. He’s still affected by what's happened but he’s here looking at you, and that makes everything feel better.

“I love you too.” Shanks kisses your palm. His voice is soft now, but still laced with a possessiveness that makes your own heart feel full “I’m looking at you too and I love you too” So happy, and just from being with you. You run your fingers through his red hair, scratching his scalp lightly, and his eyes close from bliss as he lets out a small content hum. When you use both hands a small shiver runs up his spine from your touch and attention. Can’t help it, too enamored with you.

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“You’re so adorable.” You say and kiss him, feeling the way he melts into it. So pliable for you, and the slight jolt he gives when you roll your hips against his is satisfying to feel. ‘So reactive too’ you think to yourself as he lets out a small moan, trying to hold in another as you continue. It's to no avail, giving you the chance to slip your tongue into his mouth. Shanks hums, the both of you making out in front of the two corpses of the people Shanks killed for you. Oh and is it all for you, he doesn't even remember them right now. Your hands go to his hips and pick him up, walking a few feet away before laying him gently down onto the grass. He looks up at you, eyes foggy with lust and confusion.

“(Y/n)?” He asks and you wrap his legs around your waist, grinding your dick directly against him, causing him to curse with a moan.

“Sorry, my obsessive boyfriend was too sexy while protecting me.” You say as he pants underneath you, his face flushing. The crew, forgotten, slowly make their leave.

“You think I’m sexy? Even like this?” He asks you, not understanding how you can look at him with such caring lust when he just committed such a vile act. Even if it was for you, he didn’t need to make the deaths as gory as he did.

“Of course! My boyfriend is the cutest and sexiest in the whole world!” You say it as if it’s fact and it sends a shock of happiness and pleasure through Shanks’s body.

“In the world..” He mutters and you nod.

“Yup~” You’re pleased seeing him like this, and your hand goes to slide under his shirt, making him flinch. “The whole world~” Your hand slides up to his chest along with the fabric, showing his bare torso to you as his back arches slightly to follow your touch.

“B-Baby.” He tries to speak but it comes out as a whisper as you run your hand along his chest, stopping at one of his pecs to squeeze. “(Y/N)!” His back arches more and you lovingly circle a finger around his nipple, tapping it with the pad of your finger as he lets out soft gasps. “Fuck...” You’re teasing him, but he’s just too cute not to tease. Alas, you won’t keep him waiting, especially when the captain has been so good for you. You press the pad of your finger onto his nipple and he lets out a breath, your other hand moving to his chest as well as you grope and fondle both of his pecs. He loves it, you can feel it from the way he hardens against you and hear it from the grunts escaping his lips. His chest is nice, big, muscular, reminders of his strength along with the few scars that run along his body. You lean down and kiss one of them before flicking your tongue onto one of his nipples, earning a cuss from above. He grips onto your hair, blood coating your locks as you bite and suck his chest, moving from one pec to another; but never leaving one unattended with the help of your hands. You wonder for a moment if he could cum just from this, but you’ll leave that for another day, taking your mouth off of him with a lewd pop. The sound makes Shanks’s breath shaky. You sit up and look down at him.

‘So beautiful..’ You think to yourself when you see your boyfriend. Covered in the blood of townspeople he slaughtered in your name, eyes cloudy with lust, and shirt lifted up with perked up nipples. “My sexy honey is so sensitive, even when near the corpses of people he’s killed.” You grind against him and he grunts. “Do you care? Should I stop so I can take you somewhere else?” You ask him and Shanks struggles to form a coherent thought, mind clouded by you.

"No.” He starts, his voice shaky. “I don’t care about the bodies, I want you, I need you.” He responds, needy.

“Awweee~” You coo to him and lift his hips up, sliding his pants away enough to expose himself to you. You put your fingers to his mouth and he parts his lips to wet them. “You’re so good for me, my perfect boyfriend~” You praise and he lets out a small happy whimper, his heart racing. He always gets like this when you’re more dominant, sometimes it’s the only way to get him to calm down. Of course, that’s not why you’re doing it right now.

“Hahh.. hahh..” He pants and then gasps when you slip a finger inside him, something about his unstable emotions right now is making him more reactive. Maybe it’s the adrenaline or the relief of knowing you're safe, maybe both.

“I love you Shanks.” You say while putting another inside, relishing in how he squeezes around the digits. “Do you love me too?”

“Yes yes I love you I love you. Please, I need you.” He says, voice strained as you stretch him out.

“Are you sure? I get a little insecure sometimes.” You pull your fingers out and tug down your own bottoms, grabbing your dick to rub the tip around his entrance.

“Fuck.. I-” He’s interrupted by his own long whine as you press into him slowly, his head going foggy until you give him a smooch. “I love you, I love you more than anything, you’re my love- Ah~!” you start to move. “You’re everything to me can’t live without you I love you so much it hurts but feels so goOD~!” You lift his hips up to slam into his prostate, making his eyes roll back as he pants and groans.

“Good boy I love you too, you're doing so good for me~" You praise while bullying his prostate, Shanks’s mind going numb.

“I love you more than anything and everything I love you more than treasures or air or breathing or- ah~! or even myself~! I need you you’re my home and purpose my love and the blood flowing through my veins!” He’s happy, he’s happy you love him and he gets to say everything he wants to without worrying about your disgust. “You’re the reason I get up in the morning and the last thing I think of when I go to sleep-” He rambles as tears prick at his eyes from pleasure “m-my life and my purpose. I want to spend every second with you, I would give up everything for you. I love your voice and your laugh and your skin your hair your fingers and the way you feel i-inside me~!” His back arches, he’s close. “I can’t hold back any- ah~! longer!”

You kiss his neck, sucking marks into the skin. “It’s okay, you don’t have to hold back. Let everything out.” With that, he opens his mouth and lets out a loud keen as he cums.

“You’re all mine you’re m-mine! No- nngh~! one else’s mine mine~!” He rambles absentmindedly as you fuck him through his orgasm, repeating posessive words before you slam into him as much as you can and coat his insides. He whines, aftershocks continuing as your dick throbs inside of him with each burst. Once you've emptied you lean down and nuzzle his cheek affectionately before kissing him.

“You’re right. I’m yours and no one else’s. I’m never gonna leave you, because you’re my boyfriend and I love you.” Your words of confession make his heart feel full. He can’t think about anything other than you, that he’ll never let you go. His legs wrap around you and pull you into another kiss, happy. You’ll clean up in a bit, you’re still in public after all and the townspeople can’t be inside forever; but for you’ll indulge your cute and obsessive honey. Just because you love him so much.

There you have it. As for the Jealous reader x Shanks that's still gonna happen, the poll was just to choose which one I focused on first. I still do whatever by the way, I'm not gonna become smut focused or anything.