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I find it funny that shanks is depicted as a 'womanizer' in fics when canonically its beckman lol
imagine shanks trying to hit up on you (uses the corniest pick up lines he knows) and he fails so miserably because he doesn't know how to 'cuz he's so used to ladies coming to him instead. So, now he looks like a fool in front of you but he makes up for it with his charm and handsome face.
If ur requests are still open, can I have smoker and beckman, and crocodile headcanons if they had an arraigned marriage with a fem reader? Where they are pleasantly surprised bc she’s very pretty and sweet?
OP Dilfs reaction to an arranged marriage
Characters: Smoker, Crocodile, Beckman
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Sr. Crocodile
He made it himself cause he wanted to get your gang properties.
You seemed "capable" but nothing more and he was not expecting anything.
He had in mind a marriage by strength, not by love or to stand up for one another.
He saw you at the weeding and thought you were cute, you seemed as unimpressed about the alliance as him.
But he was so wrong about you and how would he feel about it.
You were not only capable, but also perfect.
You were all the things that he lacked off, sweet, kind, understanding, positive.
Months passed by and he longed you even though you were already married, but it is difficult for him to leave the mob boss facade.
Of course, you helped him to do it and once he got freed from his own convictions, he was fully, completely and irremediably at your feet.
Smoker
His father made the marriage and didn't tell him, so when you appeared at the door with your luggage and both families ready for the ceremony, it was chaos.
He was a gentleman, cause that his how he is raised, but he feels pity for you, for both of yourselves.
And that made him not see the real situation, between his pity and his rage.
He didn't see that you were okay, you didn't need saving and didn't expect him to love you.
You had to sit him down and talk for hours, getting to all the points and issues of your marriage.
Then he felt pity for himself, for not seeing before that you were a strong, good and independent woman who just tried to make anything better for you both.
Months passed and you grow into friends and later, lovers, even though Smoker felt like a teenager around you and not your actual husband.
Benn Beckman
It was needed to save the crew, since Shanks couldn't get married cause he is the captain.
He wants to be a good man and think about the good side of the situation, but he blames you for the situation, even though you were as trapped as him.
But his blaming didn't last long cause.... how could he blame and hate someone so good and kind? someone so understanding as you are?
Then he had a real bad period of internal conflict which involved drinking, smoking and going to taverns and clubs (even more).
And one morning he woke up and realized that it doesn't make sense what he was doing.
Now you are his wife and he is your husband and most of all, you were not on your village anymore but on his ship.
Before going to you, he went to Shanks, and the captain almost slapped him for not realizing sooner.
He spends weeks apologizing for everything even though you already forgiven him.
You are not openly accusing Benn Beckman of orchestrating anything.
You are not pointing fingers or demanding answers or even narrowing your eyes in his direction.
You are simply sitting on the edge of the bunk with a brutal hangover, wearing a ring that perfectly matches the one on his hand, and trying to understand how your evening ended in what looks suspiciously like a legally binding commitment.
Meanwhile, Beckman is sitting across from you with a steady posture and a cup of coffee that somehow does not even steam. He looks rested, alert, and entirely in control. It is the kind of composure that makes your headache worse, because you strongly suspect he has been awake long enough to judge you for your current state.
You feel half-dead.
He looks like he just finished a morning jog.
And you are not accusing him of planning this outcome. Of course not. You are simply reviewing the facts.
Fact one: you have never once seen Benn Beckman drunk. Not tipsy or unsteady or loose with his words. Not even a little. He drinks with the precision of a man performing a delicate experiment.
Fact two: you have never seen Beckman unaware of anything. He is the type of man who hears a cork pop on the other side of the ship and immediately knows who opened it, why, and what emotional state they were in at the time.
Fact three: you both woke up with matching rings and he does not appear particularly bothered by this development.
You look at him, waiting for some sign of surprise or confusion or even mild concern. You get nothing. He takes another sip of coffee, sets the mug down, and says in a calm, steady voice, “It seems we had quite a night.”
You wait for the rest of the sentence. There is no rest of the sentence.
He does not explain, he does not apologize, he does not even blink at the situation.
He simply observes you with the same ease he uses when evaluating battle plans, as if waking up married is a mundane footnote in his morning routine.
You tell yourself you are not accusing him of anything. You are only observing patterns and making reasonable conclusions based on available evidence.
Because there is simply no version of reality where Benn Beckman, with his discipline, awareness, and absolute refusal to lose control, accidentally ends up in your bed wearing a ring that matches yours without having at least some idea of how it happened.
You are not saying he orchestrated it.
You are only noticing that he has made no move to remove his ring. And you are noticing that he has not asked you to remove yours either.
I’m a big fan of this troupe, if you can’t tell
Gaban, Beckman, and Smoker nsfw headcanons when they have an innocent/oblivious fem!reader who accidentally does sexy things in front of them without realizing?
Also thank u for writing for the best OP daddies <3
Hi! Your welcome for ask. I fricking love OP daddies, they’re the best. I hope you like this headcanons, enjoy! 💕
(I found the innocent reader and NSFW content a bit difficult because I didn’t to do dub-con, sorry)
GABAN
🪓This is the paradise for Gaban. He tries to subtly force the situations. He teaches you to manage the rudder, then he stays behind you and when he squeezes against you, when you feel him you can't avoid moan, you even don't realize that you do it but Gaban does and his cock too.
🪓This bitch takes the advantage every time he can.
🪓His hands are always in your skin one way or another. He will not do a thing you don't want, but of course, he enjoy it.
🪓Oh, a piece of ice cream falls in your cleavage while you're lying down on the beach, wearing a bikini. Gaban'll see it from a kilometer and before you realize, he cleans with his finger (he would love doing it with his tongue, but he doesn't want to scare you).
BECKMANN
🔫Sometimes, he really asks himself if you aren’t do it on purpose. And Shanks doesn’t help, he makes the possible to put both of you in shy situations.
🔫Suddenly, you stand up from the table to take a bottle of wine, Shanks by a change stretched himself and you crash with his boot and directly fall in Beck’s lap. Your face inches from his crotch. It wouldn’t be the first time his cigarette has unexpectedly fallen out of his mouth.
🔫He has talked with you sometime about it and the conversation always is finished by your response: Really? I didn’t realize about it, sorry.
🔫Suddenly, your boobs are in his face. Nobody knows how, he’s really taller than you.
🔫Benn tries to handle it discreetly, but you are killing this poor man. He always have a tent in his trousers and he’s fed up with jokes of the crew.
SMOKER
🚬At the beginning of it, he’s really confused. You’re cleaning the floor of the ship and you use your shirt of the uniform to dry the sweat of your face and you reveal your bra and boobs. Obviously, the G-5 is delighted with this situation.
🚬Smoker scolds you a lot, but secretly he enjoys it.
🚬He’s really aware of you in any time.
🚬And that means that on many occasions he have to absent a moment to calm down, not only the nerves, he’s used to Tashigi’s clumsiness, yours is similar but with a really different effect in his anatomy.
🚬He has tried to take steps to resolve the situation and he has discovered that the more often he fucks you, less clumsy you’re. So, congratulations, you’ve a marine ready in your bed every night.
Ari 🍂
You’re Wounded
Summary: how they react to you being wounded
Characters: Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Ace, Sabo, Law, Kid, Shanks, Beckman, Mihawk, Crocodile, Robin, Nami, Buggy, Usopp
Genre: mix of fluff and angst, very slight
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Sees to your wound without a word, making sure it’s disinfected and bandaged and receives proper care until its healed. Places a soft, quiet kiss atop your head, doesn’t say a word. Makes a mental plan to avoid similar situations in the future.
(Law, Beckman, Mihawk, Robin)
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Fusses over you while you see to your own wound, feels like they dodged a bullet, blames themselves for any harm that comes to you. “Never again,” they promise themself, bringing you a hot cup of tea to soothe you.
(Nami, Sanji, Usopp, Buggy)
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Makes a light joke, inspects the wound himself even if there’s a doctor present, will help bandage you up if you need it. Pretends to be nonchalant about the entire thing, is panicking inside. Fully realizes the depths of his affection for you, is terrified to realize it’s love.
(Luffy, Ace, Sabo, Shanks)
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Lectures you on your fighting form, tears into you for taking any unnecessary risks, gets on your case about not seeking medical attention fast enough. Tells you to get some rest, sits at your bed side until you’re better, claims he’s not there for you and is just resting his own eyes.
(Zoro, Kid, Crocodile)
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co-captain aus are fun but idk how long they'd actually last
There better be a part 2 of "they say something hurtful in an argument" where they realized they fucked up. I swear on God's name I will not stop crying if you don't.
P.s: very good writing keep it up! ❤️
Side Note: I didnt think that there would be so many requests on part 2, so thank you all for the requests and the support! It helps staying motivated to keep writing :) I hope you'll like this!
Making up after an argument
Part 1: They say something hurtful in an argument
Tags: hurt/comfort, slight angst, making up
Characters: Shanks, Benn Beckman, Dracule Mihawk
Shanks
He feels bad about what he said right after he saw that flash of hurt on your face, the sadness in your eyes and your quiet apology. Shanks immediately wanted to go after you when you left the room, but he was so wrung up in his blanket that he first had to untangle himself before he could go after you. He didnt care how he looked like, his shirt was all the way open, his pants were pulled up above his knee on one leg and on the other it hung down normally and his hair was a mess too. His shoes were completly forgotten somewhere in the room.
When he opened the door from his cabin with a rush and walked outside into the hallway, you were long gone. He instantly went looking for you, starting on deck and working all the way down.
His crewmembers, especially his closest friends, gave him weird looks and concerned stares, but he ignored all of their questions and just ran around looking for you. When he finally finds you, crying on the floor in a dark storage room, he felt a pang go through his heart.
He slowly came closer to you, not wanting to startle you, and started talking quietly.
"Hey, sweet cheeks" he said, sitting down next to you. "Is it alright if i touch you?" he said as he carefully laid his hand on your ellbow.
Seeing you in this state made him want to just wrap his arms around you, pull you close and kiss you all over and apologize to you a thousand times, but he held himself back. This wasnt what you needed right now.
When you didnt react to his touch, he laid his other hand on your shoulder. Shanks tried to catch your eyes, but your face was burried in your legs and your hands were shielding your head from him.
"Darling please look at me" he pleaded, and slowly you raised your head. He laid his other hand on your cheek and his warmth immediately comforted you, but you didnt want to give into his warmth. When Shanks saw your tear struck face and this unbearable sadness in your eyes, he mentally cursed himself for saying those reckless words.
"I'm sorry for what I said. I had no right to let my hangover frustration out on you. Please, forgive me. I love you, my sweet little dove" he tried to apologize.
"Am I really the reason?" you quietly asked, hiccuping from all the crying.
"What?" Shanks looked at you confused.
