One Piece Oneshots

Shanks x Reader

GreenR: I'm starting my math exam any moment, but I'm a little nervous and to calm my nerves I wrote that shot but it came a little long. I guess. Not too long.

Law: calm the fuck down, you've got it.

GreenR: good to know at least one of us believes in me.

Law: what? No, I wasn't talking to you *turns back to his Xbox game*

GreenR: oh, lovely.

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You leaned back to your elbows and stared at the sky full of blinking stars. Yes, I know it's a cliche way to start but get used to it, I love cliches. Where was I? Yes, sky, stars. The night was warm as it usually is at summer and sun had already set few hours ago, so brink of the sky was already turning rosy.

"But lets make a promise," Shanks said next to you and you rolled your eyes. Out of a whim you had said that you would probably never marry because no one you knew wouldn't want someone like you and to that he had said he would. And that's absolutely true because with some ups ans down the poor guy had had a crush on you last three years. Now he was trying to convince you to marry him if you didn't find anyone else by the age of thirty. How dumb.

"Alllright, but what if I do get married before?" You wanted to make it a bet where you could gain something no matter whether you married or not. "Because that promise makes me want to hop on a plane and fly to Vegas."

"Such a stone hearted person you are," he sighed and placed a hand on his heart, pretending to be hurt at your words. "Rather than a promise with handsome," you snorted loudly, "handsome childhood friend," he repeated stubbornly. "You want boring and simple bet."

"I do," you said without hesitation and he thought for a moment.

"As you wish, you make it so trivial, but bet it is," he shuddered in night air which was getting colder and colder the more it moved to sunrise. "The one who marries first has won and gets errmmmm..." he looked at you for help.

"Thousand dollars," you offered.

"Okay, thousand dollars from loser. But if neither of us is married by time we are thirty we have to marry."

"Okay," you held your pinkie out and linked it with his to make a promise. You leaned back to your elbows and looked at the runrise, which was really the reason you had climbed up to the roof, but then Shanks had offered to come too and turned it into a picnic somehow. He had a talent for that.

Unknown to you he had been scaring off pretty much every dude in your uni who seemed to be even little straight. After a time story spreaded and no girl or guy dared to come close to you which was kinda sad, but hey, he had a bet to win.

Next day on your way to your lectures you started to look around a little differently. Well, not around. At Shanks to be specific. The people he talked to and the ones he seemed interested in. There was no way he could get married taken his habits of relationships. Or whatever they were. More like long one-night stands.

He wasn't looking at anyone specially and you calmed yourself with the thought it would take him at least five years to calm really down. Not that you were really worried about him, but more like the money you had to pay if you lost. I am not joking, student loans are a terrible thing, kids.

"Hiya," you were woken from your thoughts by a sudden appearance of someone. You had been thinkibg about the bet again in the campus cafeteria, when a really cute guy had sneaked up on you and scared you.

"Um, hey," you replied, letting your eyes rest on long dark hair pulled in pony tail and a soldier-on-vacation style of clothes. "Do I know you?"

"Nah," he sat down before you and gave you another smug smirk. You looked over your shoulder uncomfortably, thinking someone was playing a prank on you and were just waiting to jump out and laugh loudly. "But you have quite a reputation around here."