One piece one shot

Laugh is the best medicine

Summary: Reader is the only female members on Shanks crew: they've been sailing together for years and she has a deep friendship with everyone. But sometimes she wished she wasn't always surrounded by men, like when she gets her painful period and nobody knows what to do. Just pure fluff, fun and chaos.

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It was a sunny afternoon on the ship, but instead of enjoying the day on deck with the rest of the crew, Y/N was curled up in her hammock, clutching her stomach in pain. She had woken up that morning feeling awful, her abdomen cramping in a way she'd never experienced before. It didn't take long for her to realize what was happening: her period was trying to kill her for good this time. Normally, it was just mild discomfort for her, but this time, it hit her like a tidal wave. The pain was sharp, radiating from her lower stomach down her legs, and it left her feeling nauseous and weak. The worst part? She had no idea how to deal with it on a ship full of men who had absolutely no idea what she was going through.

At first, she tried to tough it out. She didn't want to make a fuss over something as natural as her period. She usually tried to keep it cool every month, and she always succeeded, but this time, by midday, she couldn't take it anymore and retreated to her hammock with a groan.

Word spread quickly through the ship that Y/N was sick, and before long, a small group of panicked pirates had gathered outside her quarters. Benn Beckman was the first to peek in, his expression filled with concern.

"Hey, Y/N," Benn said cautiously, "uh, we heard you're not feeling well. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Y/N groaned, her face half-buried in a pillow. "It's just... cramps."

"Cramps?" Benn echoed, looking confused. "For what? Have you hurt yourself again trying to carry stuff way heavier than you?" he asked, worried.

"No, Benn," she quietly laughed. "And I can handle heavy stuff," she pointed out before placing her hand on her aching stomach again. "It's just... girl stuff," she muttered.

That immediately sent Benn backtracking. "Oh! Oh, right, okay. Uh... anything we can do? Maybe... get you some water?"

Y/N chuckled weakly. "I think I'll survive, Benn. Thanks, though."

But Benn wasn't the only one concerned. Soon enough, several other crew members began showing up, each trying to be helpful in their own way—though none of them really knew what they were doing.

Yasopp walked in with a blanket. "You cold, Y/N? You need a blanket? I heard you're supposed to stay warm." She tried not to laugh while she told him, "Thanks, Yasopp, but I'm already warm enough."

Lucky Roo appeared with a tray of food. "Brought you something to eat. Maybe it'll help?"

Y/N glanced at the plate, her stomach turning just at the sight of food. "Thank you so much, Roo. I'll just eat it later when I'm feeling better."

The men hovered around, trying their best to be supportive, but Y/N could see they were all clueless and a bit nervous. After all, they were used to facing sea monsters and enemy pirates—not a young woman dealing with period cramps. It was sweet, really, but she couldn't help but laugh at how out of their depth they were.

Finally, Shanks appeared, a wide grin on his face as he shooed the others away. "Alright, alright, you bunch of goofs. Give the lady some space. We can't be crowding her like this," he said, making Y/N burst into a loud laugh.

"As if you know what to do to make a lady feel better when she's on her period," commented Benn, taking a puff from his cigarette.

"Of course I do, I've had much more experience with the ladies than all of you," the captain answered, laughing, while the rest of the crew started to make fun of him.