Part of a trade with @softcenteregg I hope you like and it cheers you up a little <3
Benn Headcanons
Sfw
WC: 420
Benn’s daily routine starts with getting up, taking a moment to asses his life and his life choices before laying back against the headrest and having his first cigarette of the day while he processes his mental to-do list.
Breakfast consists of whatever the cook has prepared, a coffee, extra strong and black, and a breakfast cigarette.
After downing his body weight in coffee he’s mentally prepared for going to see his captain and ask what the brand-new day holds.
An hour meeting turns into two as Shanks starts to veer off topic, already starting his own day with a cup of coffee that Benn is sure is 85% booze or at least coffee-flavoured rum.
Lunchtime, more coffee, another cigarette, watching as everyone throws things around and yells conversation across the table as he sits next to Shanks and listens to his animated chatter.
The afternoon includes cleaning his guns, inside and out. A cigarette between his lips which Hongo snatches and tosses overboard, trying to convince him that he needs to cut down, Benn agrees.
Gets out another as soon as the doctor is gone and carries on cleaning his guns, talking to them and telling them how pretty they are.
The only intelligent conversation he’s had today he muses as he heard his name shouted.
Shanks is very capable until it comes to map reading which Benn has to help, they chart their passage and Shanks once again talks his ear off while attached to a bottle of wine, saying something about how Benn should knock off early from his duties and have a drink.
He does not.
Dinner time, small meal, another cigarette as he goes to his happy place as madness happens around the table and he briefly wonders if the red force even has an adult table as drinks get spilled and grown men sob over spilled booze.
Benn debates if it’s time to make Shanks take a nap as he feels his captain leaning on him, slurring and mumbling about something fantastical.
Nightwatch comes around, his favorite duty. He loves to stand in the high-up crows nest, him and a book, the stars above and a feeling of peace has settled over the ship watching the ocean and its gentle waves.
Benn reads page after page, a book a night at the rate he goes.
But after a day of being busy, of the loud crew, and the joyous ruckus he feels it’s sometimes too quiet.
He enjoys it when a random crewmate with a bought of insomnia decides to keep him company.
