#op hongo

[savvypirate]

— don’t come for me. Benn Beckman’s been on the brain. If anyone has any fic recs for him lemme know. Shanks included or Hongo..honestly maybe just the red haired pirates

And maybe Rayleigh

[stillxnunpxidintern]

Unfortunate Sailing - Shanks x Reader

(Updated version)

Being a member of the Red Hair Pirates was great, you got to travel the world, see new places and met new people. You also got to drink and get drunk with the crew whenever, though you only did it sometimes as you liked not waking up with hangover or trying to kill your liver in like some of the crew seemed be. Plus in the mornings you could enjoy the quiet with Beck and sometimes Hongo, before everyone else starts to wake up and groaning with a hangover.

If you're feeling petty and/or annoyed because of the crew, you would grab a pot and ladle out of the kitchen and banging them together, watching the crew moan, clenching their heads as they begged you stop, simply for your pleasure.

One particular morning while sitting on deck soaking up the sun you got a call on your personal transponder snail.

"Hello" you answered, hearing the voice of your childhood friend come through.

"Thank the seas it's you, there's a situation happening here and we need help as the marines won't do anything, so I called you" They said, telling you about what was happening.

After listening to them and asking a few questions, you figured that the rest of crew of wasn't needed for this, as you knew a few people in your hometown would be more than happy to help.

"Okay you nosy bastards, you are not coming with me" you told them, knowing that had been listening and they began to complain, "If I bring you lot it's going to be little overkill and I rather you didn't run the town dry of rum," you informed them, knowing how much they all drunk and stocked up on, "but I promise if I need help you lot will get a call" you finished.

After that you head to the cabin and began packing what you needed, with Shanks just watching you not saying anything until you had finished packing.

"You sure you want to go alone" He asked, coming to stand in front of you.

"Yes, It's just bandits I'll be fine" you told him.

"Okay, so when you're finished, we should be here" Shanks informed you, pointing to a map that was open before pulling you in closed and pressed his lips against your.

"You had better come back safe and whole, Captain orders" he ordered.

"Aye Aye Captain" you grinned at him, giving him a two finger salute before grabbing your bag.

Stepping on to deck for the last time for at least a couple of weeks, you told the crew to behave till you got back and hopefully you would be back as soon as possible then left the ship as you began your journey home.

Making it to your home island went quicker and smoother than you were expecting. Your childhood friend immediately pulled you into a hug when you arrived before taking you to the tavern where the planning on how to deal with the bandits would be done.

"I was expecting the rest of the Red Hair pirates to come with you" you friend expressed.

"Oh they wanted to but I told them no, that would of been over kill for dealing with bandits and the town would probably be drunk dry of rum by them" you explained, leaning back in your seat.

That had your friend chuckling, with the drinks arriving the two of you caught up with each other, as people you knew and grew up showed up to help with the planning.

Having dealt with varying crews of pirates and marines over the years, the bandits were easily taken care of with minimal injuries thankfully, though you were fairly sure that they could of taken care of the bandits without you.

The whole town held a celebration after the bandits were defeated, knowing that they didn't have to worry about them anymore. Nearly everyone went home as the sun was rising, with varying degree of drunkenness.

Having spent a week catching up with your friends, you knew it was time to leave and head back to your Red Hair idiot and save Beck from murdering the crew.

Surprisingly by some luck you were able to get on a ship that was sailing near to where Shanks and the crew should be, making your life easier or it would of, had the ship not been attacked in the middle of the night half way through it's journey.

You were sleeping soundly when suddenly and violently you were thrown from the bed you had been in, into a table with such force you were certain that you had heard something cracking. You pulled yourself up wheezing trying to get your breath back, while working out what had happen.

Hearing the shouting and screaming, you had an idea of what was happening now, so quickly grabbing your weapons and raced out of the room to find who it was that was attacking the ship and help defend it.

More cannonballs were being fired and you were doing the best to dodge people, who were screaming and panicking, along with the splinting wood that was flying around.

Reaching the deck, you could see some people fighting while other was trying fire cannonballs at the attacking ship. Just as you were about to join the fighting something hit the deck with such an impact, that the sheer force of it had you crashing into the railing of the ship, your left collarbone taking the brunt of it all, causing you give a small whimper of pain.

Standing up you did your best to fight but with half of the lights out on the deck now and being in pain, you were having a hard fighting the pirates along with cannonballs that were still being fired.

By the end of the fight you were left clinging to a piece broken wood that was keeping your a float and slipping into unconscious. When you woke to light hitting your face, you took in that you were in a white room, meaning you hasn't died drifting unconscious at sea, something you were sure would happen.

"I see that you're awake" a man said entering the room

"How did I get here" you asked him

"A fishing boat, the fishermen had gone out earlier then normal and found you floating, any longer and you might not still be here" he explained, "They then brought you to me where I've been treating you since then" he finished.

"Thank you, honestly I'm surprised I'm here, I thought I was dead just before falling unconscious" you replied

"You might not of died but you do have broken collarbone on the left side in two places, that should remain a sling until it was healed. You also got a couple of ribs that were fractured and the others are bruised, so best to be less active and put ice on them to help with the healing and then there the gush to your head that was healing fine" he listed off the injuries that you had gained.

You could see that there were more cuts and bruises all over your body, most were covered with bandages, with there nothing else to do for the moment you just rested knowing it was best thing for you.

After a couple of day as you began to feel better with your strength returning, you knew it was time to contact Shanks and the crew, let them know where you were for picking up. Borrowing the Doctor transponder snail you called the ship and waited for someone to answer

"Hello" a mild annoyed voice came through

"What have they done now Beck" you asked, amusement in your voice

"Making me want to throw them off the ship and leave them to the sea kings" he said with a sigh

"If you do that you'll have to find or train new crew members" you told him,

"Or I could retire" he countered

"You could do that" you said with chuckle before wincing cause of your ribs

"You coming back any time soon" Beck asked

"What's why I'm calling, I'm in need of a pick up" You said, telling him what island you were on, leaving out what happened as that was a conversation for later.

It was few days later after the call and you were waiting at docks, had been since the ship was spotted, so when the Red Force finally docked you were relieved to finally be going home, sleeping in your own bed and being able take a long bath but was a little apprehensive giving your current state.

You knew that your lover was not going to be happy, as well knowing that Hongo was most likely to restrict what you could even more than the Doctor here had, after speaking to him about of your injuries.

Being mindful for your ribs, you took a deep breath and watched as the gangplank was lowered and waited for the commotion of the crew seeing you, when a little voice in the back of your mind made you wonder if you could escape before they saw you but when you heard your name being called knew you couldn't escape now.

"Shut up, it far too early to be dealing with you lot and your shenanigans" You quickly told them,

"It's already past midday," Beck called from the deck, looking down at you as he took in your current state.

"You're meant to be on my side, as the other responsible person on the ship" You shot back giving him a look of betrayal.

You were doing what you could to avoid the glaring issue in front of everyone and certain red head. While happy that they were here you just really wanted your bed and then deal everything later on.

The crew began asking what happen while Hongo was lightly inspecting your injuries, distracting you enough that you didn't notice the shadow that was looming over till your head was moved, making you looking up into the face of your captain and lover.

As expected you could see concern in his eyes but also there was a hint of anger, mostly at the pirate crew that caused these injuries and maybe a little at himself for not insisting more on coming with you.

Seeing that he was about to speak you stopped him by putting your finger against his lips and shook your head. His shoulders fell as he grabbed your hand pressed a kiss onto your fingers.

"Later then" Shanks said to you, leaning down and pressed another kiss into your hair.

You just gave him a nod as he rested hand on the small of your back, a small comfort that a you had missed, as Shanks lead you back on aboard the ship.

"I'll be back in a while, try not to get anymore injuries" he teased, giving another kiss before leaving.

Once inside the cabin, you looked at the bed and wanted to just flop down on it but with how you were currently that would just add to what you already had and knew Shanks would tease you if flopping on the bed did somehow give you another injury.

You thought about having a quick wash but decided to wait till later and have a bath, getting Shanks to help as with one good arm each you had a working set. Plus Hongo will no doubt would request(demand) you to appear in the infirmary later to properly inspect your injuries and record them, so he can also redo your bandages.

After changing in to some loose clothes with some difficulty and pain, you finally settled on the bed, grabbing the pillows and put them behind you so there was more elevation for when you were napping as the island Doctor said that was the best way to sleep when you have a broken collarbone.

While napping Shanks quietly came in to the cabin and stood in front of you, taking in your injuries as he regretted not being more insistent on coming with you but there was nothing he could do now about it but would help look after you, so he brushed away some stray hairs from you face as he settled behind you, gently pulling you between his legs with you resting against his chest as he placed his chin on top of your head, happy to have you back in bed with him.

When you woke later it took a few moments for you to realise that you weren't in the same position as when you went to sleep but it definitely felt more comfortable than when you had fallen asleep.

Feeling a hand stroke your hair, you lifted your head to see Shanks, you didn't think it would be anyone else but you never know its happened before, and gave him a little smile.

Once feeling a little more awake, you shuffled around so that your right side was leaning against his chest, making it easier for you to look up at him. With the silence between you two, Shanks brought his hand up and ran his fingers over the healing gush on your head.

"That's gonna leave a scar but your hair gonna cover it mostly" Shanks spoke softly.

His hand travelling down your face, stroking your cheek with his thumb, then moved down your neck and across your left collarbone with the lightest of touches, then continued down over your ribs before resting his hand on your waist, the stillness between the two of you only last a few moment, before Shanks is resting his cheek on top of your head.

"What happened for you to get these injuries" Shanks asked

"It all happened when coming back to you, the ship I was on got attacked during the night, though I couldn't tell what pirate crew it was from all the cannon fire and wreckage" you explained to him.

When you were telling him everything, there were a couple of moments, when his fingers dug in to your waist, what had you wincing as you were still covered bruises and cuts.

You knew that now he was furious, maybe murderous, at the crew that had done this and still maybe a little angry at himself, almost still wishing that he had been more insistent that the Red Force went with you, then you getting hurt would have been avoid altogether.

To distract Shanks from his musing, you lifted your head and pressed kisses into his jawline and his neck, what had him looking down at you, giving that a cheeky smile you loved so much, as he then peppered your face with kisses.

"You couldn't be that hurt then but I won't fall victim to your alluring smile and addictive little kisses till you have recovered" he teased, giving you more kisses

You just laughed at him and went to kiss him again, but he just turned his head away each time.

"Nope, not falling for it again" he said, turning his headed

After a few more moments of trying to kiss him, you pouted at him while crossing your arms over you chest.

"I'm telling Beck that your was being mean to me" you said, attempting to get up but Shanks just tighten his hold to keep you against him, as he gave you a couple of more kisses and rub his face against your.

"Noo, Beck gonna make me do work" he whined

"You're the Captain, your meant to do work" you told him, shaking your head at his antics as you pitched him, making him yelp.

"But it's so boring and Beck is so much better that it then me" Shanks said, with a whine again.

"Well then, you can help me bath, given it's a little hard currently" you told him, settling into a comfortable position into his lap and closed your eyes.

"That I can help with" he said grinning

"But first I gonna nap some more, so wake me in a little while" you spoke quietly drifting off and felt a kiss pressed into the side your head and whispers of sweet words.

When Shanks woke you a little while later as asked, you were feeling more awoke and looking forward to a hot bath as you felt so grimy, especially with your hair.

While you were pulling your clothes off, Shanks made sure that the bath would be hot before coming back and helped with taking off your bandages. As he began to unwrap the bandages he gave a quiet growl as he saw the state of your body, covered in bruises and cuts.

"You are not allowed anywhere by yourself" he said, running his fingers over your body.

"You're acting like these are worst injuries I've had, when it's not" you countered, rolling your eyes, "And you were there for those ones, so I'm better off getting injured without you around" you teased him

Shanks pursed his lips as he looked you but didn't say anything but you were sure there a few grumble under his breath as he unbutton his shirt and throwing it on to the bed, as it was now your turn to ogle him.

"Are you loosing the trousers as well and joining me in the bath or just showing off" you questioned, fingers dancing over his chest.

"How can you still such a temptress while injured" Shanks asked, cupping your face, "Gods I love you" he said, crashing his lips on yours and kissed you as if he was staved man and you were his first meal.

Sure it was only been a couple weeks you were apart from each other but it was long enough that you missed the feeling of your lovers lips against your own and sighed happily into the kiss.

When Shanks pulled back from the kiss he grinned at you as he then pulled you into the bathroom, then pointed to the tub.

"Get in while it's hot you tempting menace" he said

"Spoilsport" you said pouting, as you took off the last pieces of clothing off and stepped in the hot water.

While you focused on cleaning yourself, Shanks worked on your hair and already you felt so much better from it. After finishing in the bathroom, you were sitting on the bed drying yourself and dressed in loose clothes again.

When ready you headed to the infirmary, bracing yourself for the examining and prodding Hongo was going to do as he write done every little injury you had.

After Hongo was finished with his examination, he put some ointment on your cuts and then began rebandaging your injuries and put your left arm back in a sling.

"No strenuous activity" he said pointing his pen at you, "I will be telling the chief the same thing and ice your ribs if they start hurting" he finished, turning back his notes before shooing you of the infirmary with a wave of the hand.

It had been over a week since you returned to the Red Force and the ship was currently docked at some little island, as the crew was setting up for a party on the beach.

You were happily sitting in-between Shanks legs, using his thigh as a pillow with his fingers in your hair as you watched the fire while Lucky was cooking on it, wiggling your toes in the warm sand. That when an unexpected visitor turned up making some of the newer crew mates reach for their weapons and starting to make a commotion.

Lifting your head up to see who it was causing the crew to make the commotion, you saw that it was the sword wielding Warlord, that would do it.

"Stand down" Shanks told the men to as he welcomed the Warlord "Hawky come drink with us" he said, holding a bottle up for him

"Hello Mihawk" you said softly

Mihawk narrowed his eyes as they locked on you, noticing the bandages and the sling that your arm was still resting in but you gave the Warlord a smile and laid your head back down.

Shanks was carding his fingers through your hair as Mihawk came closer and crouched down in front of you, taking your face gently in his hand,

"Darling" he called, he looking over you again.

Upon hearing Mihawk call you darling, Shanks pouted at the swordsman.

"You never call me darling Hawky" Shanks complained, which had Mihawk looking at the Red Hair man.

Noticing the unimpressed look Mihawk was giving Shanks, you let a chuckle out which drew his attention back to you.

"What happened" the warlord inquired as he stroked your cheek.

"Attacked, Blown up, take your pick" You murmured

When Mihawk let go of your face, you gave a little grumble at the loss of heat, so put your head back down using Shanks thigh again as pillow, as your lover gave a better explanation of what happened to you to the Warlord.

While both men spoke (sounded more like bickering to you though) with each other, you decided to have a quick nap as you slowly drifted off to the sound of their voices.

[grandline-fics]

Hello 😊

For your Valentine event can I ask you Chocolate-covered Strawberries with Hongo?

Thank you and have a nice day 💕

DESCRIPTION: Chocolate-Covered Strawberries- Unable to resist temptation anymore, they act

WARNINGS: none

CHARACTERS: Hongo

WORDS: 1,296

A/N: I'm starting to feel like I'm getting sick again and who better to write for than a Doctor. This is my first time writing for Hongo but here's hoping it was a good enough job and it's to your liking @akagami-no-laney! Thank you for requesting this one for the Valentines Event. Enjoy

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

DIRECTORY | PROMPT LIST | KO-FI | VALENTINES EVENT MASTERLIST

———————

“Careful Hongo, if you keep getting distracted and don’t focus you’re going to get injured. If that happens we’re going to be down a Doctor.” Hongo snapped his gaze to see Yasopp grinning at him wickedly. Nothing ever could escape the sniper’s gaze but still Hongo was quick to turn around and face the other man, becoming the picture of calm and ease. 

“Naw, you’re exaggerating, I wasn’t distracted.” He lightly protested with a relaxed wave of his hand. When Yasopp folded his arms loosely and smirked, Hongo doubled down. “I wasn’t! I still knew what was going on around me.”

“Uh-huh and you just chose to ignore me for the fifteen minutes I was standing next to you because you were so focused on not getting distracted?” Hongo struggled to come up with an answer for that and before he could say anything in response he heard you call Shanks’ name from across the deck. Immediately he looked your way again. 

At Shanks’ appearance you got up from your spot at the table and approached the Captain with that smile of yours that always left Hongo speechless and awestruck. He couldn’t pull his gaze from you, watching as you spoke with Shanks, showing him something in an old but well looked after book. As you talked you stepped closer to your Captain, your finger lightly indicating to something specific on the page for him to look at intently. Shanks in turn leant down, his dark eyes firmly on the pages in front of him. “God I wish that was me.”

“Well say no more!” Hongo flinched suddenly when Yasopp threw his arms around the Doctor and held him close with a grin. Once again he’d forgotten the sniper was standing beside him and now was shoving him away from his pretend attempts to cuddle into him and kiss at his face. “Stop playing hard to get Hongo, you know we’re meant to be!”

“I know my foot’s meant to be up your ass if you don’t quit it!” Hongo laughed managing to finally push his friend’s face away from his own only to look once more when he heard your laughter fill the air and froze to see you grinning at his and Yasopp’s antics.

“Aren't they a cute couple?” Shanks grinned at you, no longer standing as close as he had been now that your conversation was over. “I was always rooting for them to get together.”

“Really? My money’s always been on Yasopp and Benn, that’s where the real spark is.” You teased, laughing when Yasopp leapt off of Hongo and ran off, calling for the vice-captain in an overly dramatic and swooning voice. Glad to finally have the weight off of him, Hongo rubbed his neck and laughed softly, watching you approach while Shanks disappeared to talk to Building Snake about the island they were coming to.

“Now I’m curious.” Hongo began with a grin. “Who’s your money on for me to get with?”

“Help me out and I'll tell you.”

A couple hours later, Hongo found himself walking through the densely forested terrain with you. In the book you'd shown Shanks on the ship you were telling him of an incredibly rare plant that grew in an environment like the one you were approaching. Not only had it uses for medicines and poisons but it could also be used for cooking, perfumes, dyes and ink. A single flower sold for a small fortune, it was a treasure on its own. Shanks was interested and had memorised its image, promising to be on the lookout for it too. When you explained to Hongo what you wanted to find, he knew the plant immediately, wanting to take one for himself for the medicines if he could find it. When the ship docked everyone split off into their own groups and pairs with their own tasks assigned, you grabbed Hongo’s wrist and pulled him to be your partner this time.    

The two of you spoke through your walking, joking and talking with complete ease that only came from an absolute bond of friendship and trust. Even with Hongo’s feelings for you, he didn’t feel nervous but he did keep reminding himself to focus instead of constantly getting lost in your charm and warmth. Over and over since he realised his feelings for you were turning into something romantic he always talked himself out of acting on it. He told himself it’d pass, that you weren’t interested in him that way, it’d be weird since he was the ship’s doctor. 

“Hongo look!” You suddenly broke off in the middle of your conversation to point out the plant you’d been searching for. There were a few great specimens for you and Hongo to admire and eye up. While he began to carefully cut the strongest looking to take back to the ship you first took a small container from your pocket and gathered some of the dirt the plant had grown from before setting about harvesting some of the seeds. He watched you with a small smile. “You’re going to grow this?”

“It’ll take time but think how great it’ll be to have this plant always on board.” You explained brightly, looking away to smile up at Hongo. “I know you’ll discover and make a lot from the plants you’ve taken now but at least this way you’ll always have a steady supply.”

Hongo smiled back at you. You were a godsend to have on board, ever since you joined and used your skills as a botanist, his stock of medical plants and herbs never seemed to drop. Just as he was about to thank you, you reached out to brace your hand against the tree to get back to your feet only to suppress a curse when pain shot unexpectedly through your finger. 

Immediately Hongo switched into his role as doctor and helped you sit on a tree stump and crouched down to get a good look at your hand. With so many plants growing, he had to be sure that what had hurt you wasn't poisonous. Seeing no symptoms arise he sighed in relief to see the painful looking splinter embedded in your finger. Definitely painful and unpleasant but at least it was the easiest wound to treat. You stayed still and watched Hongo treat you with silent, gentle care that you’d come to expect. “What’s the prognosis?” You asked with playful teasing in your tone, barely feeling anything as he removed the splinter. “Complete amputation? Blood transfusion?”

“Nothing so serious, thankfully. Your hands are-” Hongo began with a laugh, lifting his head to look at you only to stop mid-sentence to see you’d leant in closer than he’d realised and his nose had all but skimmed yours. This close he found himself getting lost harder and faster in your stare. Was your gaze always this hypnotic? “um…they’re perfect as usual.”

His gaze flickered to your lips when they curved in amusement and Hongo felt his rational arguments begin to grow duller in his mind. Would it hurt to make a move? You hadn't moved back yet, which gave him hope. He never considered himself a coward so he decided not to start now. “Would kissing it better help?”  

“I’ll trust your judgement, Doctor.” You urged him softly, immediately smiling when he closed the unbearably small distance to finally press his lips against yours. Starting soft and slow at first, Hongo quickly pulled you headlong into a deeper and more commanding kiss. All you could think of in that moment was that even though you’d been betting with yourself, you’d been right to put your money on you and Hongo getting together and that it was definitely worth the wait. 

——————————————-

TAG LIST (If I’ve missed anyone or if you want to be added just let me know) @3v37773, @tsaaps , @i-am-all-love-puns-and-lazy , @fiery-captain-spider-santa, @kabloswrld , @atanukileaf , @ane5e , @stuckinthewrongworld , @cloudysunset04 , @chillerkiller , @extremely-ashtridic , @decayingpizza , @liesatemyocean , @ace-for-ace , @nerium-lil , @destynelseclipsa , @dreamcastgirl99 , @my-name-is-heartache , @iamn1ya ,  @yunho-leeknow , @hinata7346 , @h0oouwlss , @missrandomdreamer , @sleepykittycx , @ddawn111 , @jaygrl22 , @sylum , @acehyacinth , @resident-cryptid , @treelogirl , @maellem , @thulhu , @appalost , @dindjarins1ut , @irumawife , @laidenbreecatchall , @redwolfxx , @jevoislesbrasdemer , @schanwow , @pao198391 , @glitchtricks94 , @nina-ya , @48daisies , @sagyunaro , @artemis162534 , @rosemary-lungs , @thecraftywriter , @rorozorolover , @yagirlsmuchelle , @engenemoazen , @sukunasstomachtongue , @nico-ith

[kotonoba]

Next one is for Hongo! This one is sleeping beauty! Reader gets pricked by a flower which causes her to pass out. Benn finds her and brings her to Hongo. Hongo has hugest crush on reader. True loves kiss to wake her up!

Nerium Oleander (Hongo/F!Reader)

Summary: As a poison fanatic, the Red Force took you in as a specialist, totally not because someone pulled some strings to get the girl he fancied to stay in close quarters with him.

a/n: I did a little too much research on this, but I also learned a little too much about this flower.

Warning(s): slightly ooc, description of pain, use of flowers as poison, hurt, fluff

Posted on AO3

------------------------------------------------------

Red Force had just about every type of personality you could think of, from a sharpshooter to an aerial combatist, you just happen to be someone who doesn’t exactly fight. You were a poison fanatic, although joining a pirate crew was not on your Bingo Card that year, you still joined them with the promise that they would let you research as much as you wish. You’re aware someone may have pulled some strings along the way, as you see awkward interactions between you and their ship doctor. 

A portion of the ship was made into a greenhouse for you, as the captain stated, “someone made sure you had a place to study all you want, he said you smile more beautifully when flowers surround you,” Shanks teased, you knew he was poking fun at Hongo, but you didn’t want to burst his bubble.

“Tell them I said thanks, and next time, he should come tell me about it personally instead of playing messenger,” you laughed. Watching Shanks leave you as you check over the soil and the new seeds you had purchased before leaving the other island. 

Days gone by as you found yourself tending to your plants more often, Hongo making more of an appearance in your greenhouse whenever there are no raids or battles left unfought. As he helps you tend to your flowers with you, he sniffs the flowers lightly before handing them to you, “There’s a vanilla-floral undertone to these flowers. Where did you get them?” 

“Some lady on the island sold it to me, I don’t remember the name, but I think they’re cute,” you smiled at him. As he admired the trumpet-shaped flowers, you winced lightly to see that the clusters of thorns near the stem had pricked your fingers gently, drawing out a spot of red. The milky white sap covered the wound that the broken stem let out. You thought nothing of it, you hissed at the taste as you dipped it on your tongue curiously. It was bitter with a tinge of metallic undertone, reminding you of blood. You placed the flower in a vase to keep it alive, but you made a face when the bitterness spread, causing a weird tingling irritation to your tongue, making it feel soapy in a sense. 

You try to wash out the taste with a swish of water to no avail, praying it will go away with time. You washed the sap off your hand before bandaging up the light prick on your finger. As you adjusted the temperature in the room to better suit the budding flowers, you felt a rumble in the water, and you anxiously glanced at Hongo. “I think you should go help, I’ll still be here by the time you’re done.” 

You reassured him as he nodded to leave you be. As the door closed, you felt a sudden pressure drop, and you felt dizzy and nauseous. Your stomach cramped up as you struggled to leave the greenhouse. As you struggled to the bathroom to attempt to get rid of the nauseating sensation, you felt your heart rate slow. 

By the second hour, you felt your pulse slow to a crawl, your heart skipping every few beats, like a drum losing its rhythm. The first thing that came to mind was that you should seek out Hongo for assistance; he’d be heartbroken if you didn’t look for him in the first place. As you left your room to find him, the world around you spun. You blinked hard. The world tilted a fraction to the left; your pulse ticked… then stopped… then stumbled back into rhythm with a sickening thud. 

A whooshing sound echoes in your head; you feel your heart stop. You felt it in the sudden silence inside your chest, a stillness so profound it echoed; then a jolt–like being kicked in the sternum, and your vision went black around the edges as you slammed into the wooden floor outside your room. 

While the Red Force leaves the dangerous waters, the first mate finds himself checking on every deck to make sure there are no unintentional leaks. As he stumbled onto the floor where the greenhouse was located, his eyes widened a little, rushing towards your collapsed body. He shook you, but there was no response. He called your name, but there was still no response. Without thinking much, he brought you to the infirmary, where Hongo’s back was turned, facing towards the door. Responding in a sing-songy tone, he said, “Unless you’re on fire, you can wait till tomorrow.” 

“Now’s not the time to joke,” anger radiating off his body as he placed your limp body on the table; Hongo shuddered at the anger, turning around before he felt the world around him shatter, hooking your limp body up to various machines and asking for assistance from the first mate to check for strange bruises and open wounds. 

“It’s not making any sense,” a hand raked through his once neatly tied back hair, watching the ECG show dropping of your heartbeats at an irregular rhythm, “she was okay just an hour ago,” he hissed. The labs weren’t adding up for him; your potassium was high, and you weren’t known to have a history of hypotension. But the symptoms were all pointing to extremely low blood pressure. As he jots down the notes, his mind races against the metaphorical time because all the symptoms were pointing to a cardiac glycoside poisoning. “Could it be digoxin overdose?” he questions, but he shakes his head, scratching that option out, “She doesn’t take digoxin because she has no history of hypertension. Foxglove?” He thinks back to her greenhouse, “No… she wasn’t growing any foxgloves.” But, as he writes, he eyes the last option, “oleander…” He recalls the flower he picked up, with a vanilla-floral undertone. “Beckman, check for a prick to her fingers,” he called anxiously, flipping through books for the antidote. 

“Found it,” he quickly responds, showing the bandaged site, now throbbing and swelling from the irritation of the sap that once coated the wound. 

Watching your sats drop faster by the minute, he disregarded all honorifics, requesting the flower to be brought to the infirmary as he did his best to skim through his books. Watching the words ‘deadly’ and ‘cardiotoxic’ in each paragraph, he read. Minutes felt like hours as he finally stumbled on the antidote. 

The only issue that plagued his mind was that the IV medication took a bit to work, and he worried that you didn’t have that time to spare as he hung the bag and attached the lines. He’s even a bit lucky that he had a bag of the medication. Beckman had left him to his own devices by the time he began pacing around the room anxiously, waiting for you to wake up. As minutes go by, fidgeting eyes trained on your limp body, weary of every bit of sound the machines make. 

As your numbers stabilized, as you came to, you were still too exhausted from the sudden shock of what felt like dying. As your tired mind lulls you back to your dreamscape, you feel pressure on the side of the bed. You recognize the scent of his shampoo as he presses his lips against yours. Perhaps it was because you didn't want this moment to disappear, or maybe it was just magic; energy returned to your tired limbs as you let out an airy chuckle, and you returned his gentle kiss. 

Almost as if you had predicted it, he jerked his head back violently, as if he had been caught stealing something. His face turned bright red from the interaction. You opened your eyes to sit up, slowly, with the support of your elbows. “Is that a confession?” You teased. You didn't expect an answer, but he nodded. “Then, do it properly,” you requested, your arms wrapped lazily around his neck as he leaned in for another kiss, this time with more fire than the previous uncertain one. “Truly a true love's kiss,” you hummed softly as you pulled back after a fleeting kiss. 

“Only worked because you're a princess,” you watched his ears turn red after the cheesy remark, “my princess.”

------------------------------------------------------

[warriorheart13-blog]

One Piece Fic Guide: Red-Hair Pirates

Shanks:

Shanks x Reader: My Soul

Shanks x Reader: What I Want 🎵

Daddy! Shanks x Mommy! Reader: Dearly Beloved🎵

Shanks x Daughter! Reader: Im Not That Girl🎵

Shanks x Daughter! Reader: As Long As Youre Mine🎵

Shanks x Reader: Stormy Hearts🎂

Benn Beckman:

Benn Beckman x reader: Reluctant Heroes 🎵

Benn Beckman x Reader: Start a Fire 🎵

Daddy! Beckman x Mommy! Reader: Little Wonders 🎵

Benn Beckman x Reader: Nicotine Hearts🎂

Benn Beckman x Reader: Fearful Hearts🎂

Hongo:

Hongo x Reader: Counting Stars🎵

Hongo x Reader: Save the Last Dance For Me🎵

Daddy! Hongo x Mommy! Reader: For You I Will🎵

Hongo x Reader: True Love🎵

Hongo x Reader: Glass Hearts🎂

Limejuice:

Limejuice x reader: Somebody Told Me 🎵

Yasopp x reader: Cant Hold Us🎵

[dilf-pirates-ask]

Ekkologix from WorstGen Forum

y-yasopp, my dad!?

[anemptypuddingcup]

🌹

Hello,

I hope I’m still in time for this event…

My favorite op Character is Hongo of the red haired pirates and My favorite is praise kink

Happy Valentine’s day 😊😊

Had to do a bit of research in Hongo but I gotchu!

A rose for:

Hongo! W Praise!

You lied there against the fluffy pillows while they propped up your body. Your legs were wrapped around Hongo’s hips and his hands were gripping and feeling at the fat of your thighs. “Mmgh~ T-That feels so good~” You mewl out to him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to you.

Hongo smirks and presses a smooch to your lips before licking his own, savoring your taste. “Fuck baby girl, you’re taking my dick so good~ Your pussy’s loving the attention it’s getting hm?~” He hums out, his heavy breaths falling past your ear. You moan out shakily at his praise and smile to him sweetly. “Mmhh~ I-It loves it so much baby~” You mewl out, a sudden moan leaving past your lips as you felt him kiss your cervix.

“Good girl, I know it does~” He whispers to you, a chuckle leaving past his lips as he held your hips tightly. You shudder at his praise and your cunt squeezes around his length which makes him hiss out.

“That’s right. That’s a good girl~ Keep squeezing daddy like that~” He hums, gripping your face with one hand and squeezing your cheeks.

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Sending Nudes to OP Men in Public N/SFW Part 1

A/N: had a fun convo with @sashi-ya about this topic a Bleach section will be created soon! Hope you enjoy!!

TW: suggestive themes Character: Law, Marco, Hongo, Mihawk, Ace, and Shanks

Your lover was sitting at one side of the room chatting it up with his friends and family. You were sitting down scrolling on your phone. You happen to look at some of the photos you took earlier together with the family. Scrolling more up the photo album you happen to notice some explicit photos you had taken a few days earlier. Of course, you enjoy seeing him spending time with people he grew up with but wondering what would happen if you sent him one of the photos above.  He always had his phone on him, when opening your messages you type his name and sent the photo to his phone. He felt the vibration in his pocket. Opening the message thank god he didn't let anyone else see the message.

Law

This was the last thing he expected to see right now. He quickly closed out the message trying to contain the blush on his face as smoothly as possible. Pinching the bridge on his nose you could see him flexing his jaw. When composed his golden orbs looked over at you, locking eyes with one another. You could see he was chewing his inner cheek grabbing his phone he began to type. Your messages were open as you could see he was replying. You read his message “is this your way of saying you want to leave already ya?” you felt your cheeks become hot as you imagined him speaking those words to you.

Marco

You see the corner of his lip curling up. Smoothly closing the message, placing it back in his pocket. The image flashing still in the doctor's mind in his own words perfection was what he thought of you. Removing his glasses off from his face he looked towards you. He knew there was an unoccupied room no one used. His eyes spoke for him as they looked over at the hallway and then back at you. Biting your lower lip you excused yourself as you began to walk down the hallway going to grab something from the back room. Not even a min later Marco excused himself making his way into the room. Quietly closing the door, his arms wrapping around you “you got my attention, we do need to be quick, or else the others are going to know what is up yoi.” he cooed in your ear.

Hongo 

A cocky smile appeared on his face.  He stared at the photo for a moment savoring your yummy curves. Quickly saving the photo into his album of other spicy photos you sent him. He had to try and relax making sure he didn't get too turned on but also didn't want others to ask him what got him smiling so much. Placing his hands in his pockets he casually looked over at you from across the room he started to look you up and down. Cocking his brow he excused himself from his group as he pulled his phone out and began to walk out of the room. A few minutes passed and you received a text “do you have any more?” 

Mihawk

He would let his phone vibrate a few times until you sent him another photo thinking it was a message from you asking to leave but it wasn’t. With an unphased look, you couldn't tell if he enjoyed the photo or not. You could see the corner of his eye look at you as he continued with his talk. Mihawk already had a motive and wanted to leave. Obviously, you wanted his time and attention it would be on his own terms.  You heard him saying you both were going to retire for the night as you both said your goodnight rounds and left the party. Inside the car as he began to drive off. His hand rested on your thigh and you could feel his grip becoming a bit tighter. “Seems like earlier didn’t satisfy your needs. Obviously, I may have more time to satisfy more of your needs.”  He spoke in a cool tone as his eyes focused on a road. You could now feel his lustful energy submerging in the car. 

Ace

He was choking on his drink and literally would have had a heart attack seeing that for a few moments longer.  He covers his phone quickly, placing it in his pocket. As people asked if he was okay. As he reassured them he was okay and that his drink went down the wrong pipe, the pink dust hit his cheeks. It was hard for him to look at you. Each time you both looked at one another he glowed red. Maybe it was too much for him to handle at the time.  You decided to step in to save your freckle-face lover saying he didn't look well and you should take him home. Exiting the party Ace managed to speak “Let us see how quickly we can get home. I wanna see you if those photos can be recreated.” 

Shanks 

He looked at his screen than up at you then back again at his phone. Shanks was used to the often provocative photos sent to him. He can contain himself very well and will not be so easily flustered. Although the constant suave look he would pass your way the way his tongue lightly dragged against his bottom lip so lightly would turn you on. Making your way to get something to drink. You felt a pair of hands wrapping around your hip. His head resting on your shoulder “someone was feeling a bit naughty” he whispered softly in your ear. “Can't wait for everyone to leave so we both can take photos together.”