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salmon_pinkTitle: Jolly Rogering
Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Buggy/Shanks
Rating: R
Words: 2725
Timeline: Pre-series
Notes: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
100_men, prompt "loser".
A/N: I wrote this a looong time ago. I don't think it's been Jossed since, but my apologies if I've screwed up canon.
Summary: Buggy is NOT a cabin boy. He does, however, have a detachable penis. He also has Plans.
One of Buggy’s first acts as pirate apprentice extraordinaire is to make sure that the crew truly understands that he is a pirate apprentice extraordinaire.
And definitely not a cabin boy.
There’s a world of difference between a pirate apprentice extraordinaire, or even a regular old pirate apprentice, and a cabin boy, and Buggy wants it quite clear that he’s not the latter.
Buggy is there to learn to be a pirate, or a better pirate than he already is, not that he’s not already amazing at pirating. He is not there to clean floors and peel potatoes and the other sleazier things he’s been told cabin boys do.
Yeah, he’s heard all the jokes. Laughed at ‘em, too, before he realised that it might be a little too easy for someone to mistake his intentions, being a young man on a ship full of sea dogs.
So he’s quite loud in making sure the crew understands that he is not there for their pleasure, and they kind of stare at him for a moment with wide eyes, right before they burst into raucous laughter.
Buggy grumbles to himself, cursing under his breath as they openly point at him and howl and cling to each other, before he slinks away, at least satisfied that his point has been made.
*
Shanks starts on the ship around the same time as him, and Buggy can tell from the beginning, from that very first meeting, that Shanks is a regular old pirate apprentice and not a pirate apprentice extraordinaire like himself.
In fact, after those first few days, he starts to suspect that Shanks might even be a cabin boy.
He watches discreetly, but he never really sees anything untoward between Shanks and the older members of the crew. Just an obvious growing affection in the way the crew members talk to Shanks, in the way they invite him to join their drinking games and laugh at his jokes, rather than at Shanks’ face.
They treat him almost more like a member of the crew than an apprentice, and that can’t be right because Shanks isn’t good enough to be a member of the crew. He’s not even a pirate apprentice extraordinaire.
So he must be a cabin boy.
That’s the only explanation for how friendly the crew are towards him, in comparison to the way they snicker at Buggy and roll their eyes at his attempts to educate them in the ways of pirates.
*
Buggy may not catch Shanks acting like a cabin boy with the rest of the crew, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t exactly what he’s been up to.
Luckily, Buggy is a pirate apprentice extraordinaire and about a bazillion times smarter than Shanks, not to mention just generally better at everything, so he devises a cunning plan.
At least it seems cunning, right up until he puts the plan in motion, and then Buggy doesn’t find it cunning so much as incredibly reckless and naive and secretly kind of morbidly wonderful.
Because Buggy is trying to prove a point, but he’s forgotten what that point is, and Shanks smells like alcohol and the sea, and his laugh is as easy as ever as he tilts his head back to let Buggy’s lips explore his throat.
Buggy thinks, faintly, distantly, that maybe he was trying to make the point that Shanks is easy, but he suddenly can’t recall why that would be a bad thing, because Shanks is hot and hard in his hand, and he’s kind of writhing in Buggy’s lap, and the plan gets lost in Buggy’s frantic scrambling to get his own trousers open.
*
Buggy continues to fail at capturing Shanks acting like a cabin boy, outside of their own fumbling meetings in the hold, or the bathroom, or whatever quiet corner of the ship Buggy can find.
It does seem kind of odd that it’s always Buggy who grabs Shanks by the sleeve and silently drags him to whatever private little place he’s secured, but he figures that just shows that Shanks is the cabin boy in their relationship.
That’s what cabin boys do, after all. They wait around for some big strapping pirate to ravish them.
Or a big strapping pirate apprentice extraordinaire.
So Shanks is the weak one in their relationship, not that it really is a relationship or anything, and Buggy is just giving Shanks what he needs. Because Shanks needs it all the time, Buggy is quite sure of that, and it’s Shanks’ need he’s thinking of when Buggy spends hours skulking around the ship looking for the next place where he can push Shanks up against the wall in peace.
*
Buggy is thinking about Shanks’ need when he decides to take things to the next level.
After all, cabin boys are all about, ahem, bending over, at least in all the jokes Buggy’s heard.
It’s pretty much always mutual between him and Shanks, just both of them with their hands wrapped around each other, and Buggy can never quite get enough air in his lungs, and Shanks just smiles and kisses at the line of his jaw.
Buggy is thinking about Shanks’ need, and not his own libido, not at all, when he decides to shove his hand down the back of Shanks’ trousers.
Shanks blinks at him in confusion for a moment, and then he starts laughing, and Buggy really hates it when Shanks laughs in the middle of, um, that.
Shanks swats his hand away with an affectionate grin and he keeps chuckling to himself like he thinks the whole thing is such a joke.
Buggy mutters quietly and moves to try again, but Shanks’s hand is still between his legs and he twists his wrist in that way that makes Buggy’s eyes cross, fingers wrapped tight around him. And by the time Buggy remembers what he’d be planning to do, it’s already the next day and he has floors to clean and potatoes to peel, because the Captain had made it quite clear that even pirate apprentice extraordinaires have to pull their weight.
Stupid Captain. Just because he’s the Pirate King….
*
Buggy decides he may have tried the wrong approach. After all, Shanks was standing when Buggy made that abortive attempt at that thing cabin boy’s are supposed to be so good at. That bending over thing.
Shanks was standing, and it occurs to Buggy’s brilliant mind that Shanks was supposed to be bending.
So, at the next available opportunity, he tries to bend Shanks over a crate.
Only he winds up staring at the ceiling through the stars dancing across his vision, all the air knocked out of him and a pretty impressive bump already forming on the back of his head.
Shanks offers him a hand up, which Buggy accepts before he thinks better of it, by which time Shanks has already pulled him roughly to his feet and is brushing dirt off of his clothes, laughing about how he thought Buggy was trying to start a fight, and mimicking the look on Buggy’s face right before he went flying, and asking what Buggy thought he was doing anyway.
Buggy mumbles and assures himself that he is definitely not blushing, before he walks stridently from the room, and he’s definitely, definitely not limping.
*
Too much happens in too short a space of time for Buggy to get his head around it.
First there’s the jubilation of his plan coming together, with the crew obviously believing his lie about eating the Devil Fruit.
Then there’s Shanks’ voice in the darkness, startling him into swallowing, and the fruit tastes an odd sort of salty-sweet as it slides down his throat.
Next is the realisation that his limbs don’t actually want to obey him, and the water is rushing all around him, and Buggy has always prided himself on being an amazing swimmer extraordinaire, and feeling himself sink is not a pleasant experience.
Then there’s Shanks’ hands tugging at him, dragging him towards the surface, and glorious, wonderful air.
Shanks looks completely baffled and also worried, and keeps asking him why he didn’t just swim, why he was pretending to drown, and Buggy wants to scream at him to shut up, stupid useless cabin boy, but he’s really scared that Shanks might let him go.
*
So, Buggy can’t swim. So, Buggy can’t ever reach that treasure at the bottom of the ocean. So, Buggy can’t sell the Devil Fruit, because he ate it, and it’s all, all Shanks’ fault.
He doesn’t want to go near Shanks, doesn’t even want to look at him.
He still drags Shanks into the hold, though, because he wants to punish Shanks and doing the thing that Shanks likes so much, will, uh, wait, it has nothing to do with Buggy liking it!
Shanks still doesn’t get why he’s so angry, and he’s pointed out time and again that Buggy ate the fruit himself, made a huge show of it, because Shanks is stupid and hasn’t realised that Buggy was only faking eating the fruit and was actually planning on selling the real thing, only he hid the real thing in his mouth, and then he accidentally swallowed it, and it was a good plan!
Buggy’s been a little on edge since he nearly drowned.
Shanks is a little rougher in the way he touches him, even if his mouth is a little gentler as it moves over Buggy’s ear, and it’s good, so good, and Buggy’s so, so close, and, oh, he’s falling over the edge and falling to pieces.
Except he actually is falling to pieces, literally, and he’s never heard Shanks makes a noise like that before, but he can barely hear it over his own screaming.
His head lands painfully on the floor, and one of his feet falls in front of him, and Buggy can hear a choking noise coming from wherever his throat is and everything goes black.
*
Shanks keeps telling him that he should think of it as an advantage. After all, Buggy was the one who chose to eat the fruit, he should have been mentally prepared for the consequences.
Buggy bellows at him to shut up, and then panics a little, because he still hasn’t gotten used to random parts of his body falling off whenever he gets too excited, and his hand is waving at him from the floor.
Shanks also offers to help him figure out how to deal with the whole body-parts-falling-off situation, but Buggy doesn’t want to hear it.
Buggy hates Shanks, even if Shanks doesn’t seem to realise that anything’s changed.
Buggy is going to make Shanks pay.
*
Buggy has a plan.
The plan involves bending Shanks over.
He’s not preoccupied with that, or anything.
His trying to take Shanks by surprise, only for Shanks to take Buggy by surprise in his own surprise, may not have worked, but Buggy has an advantage now.
It takes a lot of concentration, he’s still getting used to it, but he manages to make his hands sail silently across the room from either direction, and at the exact moment they grab at Shanks’ shoulders, Buggy pounces.
He winds up staring at the ceiling again, only this time there’s the added pain of Shanks holding one of Buggy’s hands on each of his own hands, staring at them in confusion and probably not realising just how tight his grip is.
Shanks grins at him, and Buggy only growls and rolls to standing at Shanks’ feeble attempt at a joke when he offers him a hand up.
*
Buggy has a different plan.
It requires a lot more training.
A lot more training, and a fair bit of Dutch courage.
And then a lot of sobering up, when he realises rum probably isn’t a good idea for the kind of concentration he needs.
He waits until he hears the shower running before he barges into the bathroom.
Shanks frowns at him, but shrugs at Buggy’s excuse about needing the toilet really, really bad and disappears back behind the shower curtain.
Buggy smirks to himself, drops his trousers and concentrates.
He keeps imagining how good it’s going to feel, tight and hot and oh so perfect.
He decides it’s best to keep his eyes closed, because the sight of such a sensitive and vital organ flying across the room makes him feel a little sick.
Only that’s apparently a bad idea, because with his eyes closed he can’t really see what he’s doing, and even if they were open the shower curtain is blocking his view, and Buggy doesn’t know if his aim is off or if Shanks moves at the last moment or if the universe just hates him, but his scream doesn’t stop echoing off the tiles for a good few minutes when the head of his cock manages to collide with a fair bit of force against the wall.
*
Buggy hates Shanks.
And he has a new plan.
A plan which involves keeping an ice pack on his crotch at all times.
It’s a temporary plan. He’ll come up with a better one when he can walk without wincing.
*
Buggy has a new plan. It’s a different kind of plan.
It involves getting the fuck away from Shanks.
The bruising in unfortunate places throbs in agreement with the plan, so Buggy knows it’s going to work.
Logue Town is a busy port, and there are plenty of other crews who’d just love to have a pirate apprentice extraordinaire like Buggy join their ranks. Especially a pirate apprentice extraordinaire who worked with the great, and now late, Pirate King, and Gol D. Roger’s been dead for nearly three hours now, so Buggy doesn’t think it’s too soon to capitalise on his name.
Or he could even start his own crew, and, yeah, Buggy likes that idea.
He goes to tell Shanks that he can forget his relationship-that-was-never-a-relationship with Buggy, and go back to secretly being the crew’s cabin boy, even if Buggy never did catch him in the act, because the crew is probably still grieving and would likely appreciate his cabin boy ways now more than ever.
Of course, it ends in an argument, because that’s usually how things end between them. At least when there isn’t a private corner for them to hide in, a place for them to wrap themselves around each other, and Buggy has to shake that image away real quick, because he doesn’t need the distraction.
Shanks is talking about forming his own crew, and that’s so stupid Buggy doesn’t know where to start.
How can a cabin boy be a Captain?
Shanks looks a little confused at that, so maybe Buggy accidentally said it out loud, but it’s the truth and he doesn’t regret it and he apparently can’t keep himself from continuing.
Shanks tilts his head and appears even more confused when Buggy announces that it’s over, not that there was anything between them to begin with, and Buggy is leaving, leaving, and Shanks is now free to bend over all he wants.
“Bend over?” Shanks repeats.
“Yeah, you can bend over for whoever you want,” Buggy cries triumphantly, head held high and an insanely happy smile on his face. He suddenly feels like a free man.
“Bend over for…” Shanks murmurs, before a slow, dark grin spreads across his face, and Buggy feels a knot begin to grow in his stomach. “Oh? You want me to bend over for you?”
Buggy has words, but he’s forgotten how to use them.
“Why didn’t you just ask?” Shanks purrs, and he’s suddenly very close and his fingers are tracing idle patterns over Buggy’s arm.
And then Shanks smiles and steps away.
“But you say you’re leaving, so I guess it’s too late,” he says with a shrug, and Buggy’s arm feels cold where Shanks’ fingers were moments before.
“So, yeah, okay then. See ya round, Buggy.”
And he’s gone with a casual wave over his shoulder.
Buggy watches him leave. His hands fall to the floor.
*
Buggy has a new plan.
It involves repeatedly slamming his head against the wall.
He also has a plan to amend the current plan, but he’s pretty content with it for the moment.
Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Buggy/Shanks
Rating: R
Words: 2725
Timeline: Pre-series
Notes: For
100_men, prompt "loser".A/N: I wrote this a looong time ago. I don't think it's been Jossed since, but my apologies if I've screwed up canon.
Summary: Buggy is NOT a cabin boy. He does, however, have a detachable penis. He also has Plans.
One of Buggy’s first acts as pirate apprentice extraordinaire is to make sure that the crew truly understands that he is a pirate apprentice extraordinaire.
And definitely not a cabin boy.
There’s a world of difference between a pirate apprentice extraordinaire, or even a regular old pirate apprentice, and a cabin boy, and Buggy wants it quite clear that he’s not the latter.
Buggy is there to learn to be a pirate, or a better pirate than he already is, not that he’s not already amazing at pirating. He is not there to clean floors and peel potatoes and the other sleazier things he’s been told cabin boys do.
Yeah, he’s heard all the jokes. Laughed at ‘em, too, before he realised that it might be a little too easy for someone to mistake his intentions, being a young man on a ship full of sea dogs.
So he’s quite loud in making sure the crew understands that he is not there for their pleasure, and they kind of stare at him for a moment with wide eyes, right before they burst into raucous laughter.
Buggy grumbles to himself, cursing under his breath as they openly point at him and howl and cling to each other, before he slinks away, at least satisfied that his point has been made.
*
Shanks starts on the ship around the same time as him, and Buggy can tell from the beginning, from that very first meeting, that Shanks is a regular old pirate apprentice and not a pirate apprentice extraordinaire like himself.
In fact, after those first few days, he starts to suspect that Shanks might even be a cabin boy.
He watches discreetly, but he never really sees anything untoward between Shanks and the older members of the crew. Just an obvious growing affection in the way the crew members talk to Shanks, in the way they invite him to join their drinking games and laugh at his jokes, rather than at Shanks’ face.
They treat him almost more like a member of the crew than an apprentice, and that can’t be right because Shanks isn’t good enough to be a member of the crew. He’s not even a pirate apprentice extraordinaire.
So he must be a cabin boy.
That’s the only explanation for how friendly the crew are towards him, in comparison to the way they snicker at Buggy and roll their eyes at his attempts to educate them in the ways of pirates.
*
Buggy may not catch Shanks acting like a cabin boy with the rest of the crew, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t exactly what he’s been up to.
Luckily, Buggy is a pirate apprentice extraordinaire and about a bazillion times smarter than Shanks, not to mention just generally better at everything, so he devises a cunning plan.
At least it seems cunning, right up until he puts the plan in motion, and then Buggy doesn’t find it cunning so much as incredibly reckless and naive and secretly kind of morbidly wonderful.
Because Buggy is trying to prove a point, but he’s forgotten what that point is, and Shanks smells like alcohol and the sea, and his laugh is as easy as ever as he tilts his head back to let Buggy’s lips explore his throat.
Buggy thinks, faintly, distantly, that maybe he was trying to make the point that Shanks is easy, but he suddenly can’t recall why that would be a bad thing, because Shanks is hot and hard in his hand, and he’s kind of writhing in Buggy’s lap, and the plan gets lost in Buggy’s frantic scrambling to get his own trousers open.
*
Buggy continues to fail at capturing Shanks acting like a cabin boy, outside of their own fumbling meetings in the hold, or the bathroom, or whatever quiet corner of the ship Buggy can find.
It does seem kind of odd that it’s always Buggy who grabs Shanks by the sleeve and silently drags him to whatever private little place he’s secured, but he figures that just shows that Shanks is the cabin boy in their relationship.
That’s what cabin boys do, after all. They wait around for some big strapping pirate to ravish them.
Or a big strapping pirate apprentice extraordinaire.
So Shanks is the weak one in their relationship, not that it really is a relationship or anything, and Buggy is just giving Shanks what he needs. Because Shanks needs it all the time, Buggy is quite sure of that, and it’s Shanks’ need he’s thinking of when Buggy spends hours skulking around the ship looking for the next place where he can push Shanks up against the wall in peace.
*
Buggy is thinking about Shanks’ need when he decides to take things to the next level.
After all, cabin boys are all about, ahem, bending over, at least in all the jokes Buggy’s heard.
It’s pretty much always mutual between him and Shanks, just both of them with their hands wrapped around each other, and Buggy can never quite get enough air in his lungs, and Shanks just smiles and kisses at the line of his jaw.
Buggy is thinking about Shanks’ need, and not his own libido, not at all, when he decides to shove his hand down the back of Shanks’ trousers.
Shanks blinks at him in confusion for a moment, and then he starts laughing, and Buggy really hates it when Shanks laughs in the middle of, um, that.
Shanks swats his hand away with an affectionate grin and he keeps chuckling to himself like he thinks the whole thing is such a joke.
Buggy mutters quietly and moves to try again, but Shanks’s hand is still between his legs and he twists his wrist in that way that makes Buggy’s eyes cross, fingers wrapped tight around him. And by the time Buggy remembers what he’d be planning to do, it’s already the next day and he has floors to clean and potatoes to peel, because the Captain had made it quite clear that even pirate apprentice extraordinaires have to pull their weight.
Stupid Captain. Just because he’s the Pirate King….
*
Buggy decides he may have tried the wrong approach. After all, Shanks was standing when Buggy made that abortive attempt at that thing cabin boy’s are supposed to be so good at. That bending over thing.
Shanks was standing, and it occurs to Buggy’s brilliant mind that Shanks was supposed to be bending.
So, at the next available opportunity, he tries to bend Shanks over a crate.
Only he winds up staring at the ceiling through the stars dancing across his vision, all the air knocked out of him and a pretty impressive bump already forming on the back of his head.
Shanks offers him a hand up, which Buggy accepts before he thinks better of it, by which time Shanks has already pulled him roughly to his feet and is brushing dirt off of his clothes, laughing about how he thought Buggy was trying to start a fight, and mimicking the look on Buggy’s face right before he went flying, and asking what Buggy thought he was doing anyway.
Buggy mumbles and assures himself that he is definitely not blushing, before he walks stridently from the room, and he’s definitely, definitely not limping.
*
Too much happens in too short a space of time for Buggy to get his head around it.
First there’s the jubilation of his plan coming together, with the crew obviously believing his lie about eating the Devil Fruit.
Then there’s Shanks’ voice in the darkness, startling him into swallowing, and the fruit tastes an odd sort of salty-sweet as it slides down his throat.
Next is the realisation that his limbs don’t actually want to obey him, and the water is rushing all around him, and Buggy has always prided himself on being an amazing swimmer extraordinaire, and feeling himself sink is not a pleasant experience.
Then there’s Shanks’ hands tugging at him, dragging him towards the surface, and glorious, wonderful air.
Shanks looks completely baffled and also worried, and keeps asking him why he didn’t just swim, why he was pretending to drown, and Buggy wants to scream at him to shut up, stupid useless cabin boy, but he’s really scared that Shanks might let him go.
*
So, Buggy can’t swim. So, Buggy can’t ever reach that treasure at the bottom of the ocean. So, Buggy can’t sell the Devil Fruit, because he ate it, and it’s all, all Shanks’ fault.
He doesn’t want to go near Shanks, doesn’t even want to look at him.
He still drags Shanks into the hold, though, because he wants to punish Shanks and doing the thing that Shanks likes so much, will, uh, wait, it has nothing to do with Buggy liking it!
Shanks still doesn’t get why he’s so angry, and he’s pointed out time and again that Buggy ate the fruit himself, made a huge show of it, because Shanks is stupid and hasn’t realised that Buggy was only faking eating the fruit and was actually planning on selling the real thing, only he hid the real thing in his mouth, and then he accidentally swallowed it, and it was a good plan!
Buggy’s been a little on edge since he nearly drowned.
Shanks is a little rougher in the way he touches him, even if his mouth is a little gentler as it moves over Buggy’s ear, and it’s good, so good, and Buggy’s so, so close, and, oh, he’s falling over the edge and falling to pieces.
Except he actually is falling to pieces, literally, and he’s never heard Shanks makes a noise like that before, but he can barely hear it over his own screaming.
His head lands painfully on the floor, and one of his feet falls in front of him, and Buggy can hear a choking noise coming from wherever his throat is and everything goes black.
*
Shanks keeps telling him that he should think of it as an advantage. After all, Buggy was the one who chose to eat the fruit, he should have been mentally prepared for the consequences.
Buggy bellows at him to shut up, and then panics a little, because he still hasn’t gotten used to random parts of his body falling off whenever he gets too excited, and his hand is waving at him from the floor.
Shanks also offers to help him figure out how to deal with the whole body-parts-falling-off situation, but Buggy doesn’t want to hear it.
Buggy hates Shanks, even if Shanks doesn’t seem to realise that anything’s changed.
Buggy is going to make Shanks pay.
*
Buggy has a plan.
The plan involves bending Shanks over.
He’s not preoccupied with that, or anything.
His trying to take Shanks by surprise, only for Shanks to take Buggy by surprise in his own surprise, may not have worked, but Buggy has an advantage now.
It takes a lot of concentration, he’s still getting used to it, but he manages to make his hands sail silently across the room from either direction, and at the exact moment they grab at Shanks’ shoulders, Buggy pounces.
He winds up staring at the ceiling again, only this time there’s the added pain of Shanks holding one of Buggy’s hands on each of his own hands, staring at them in confusion and probably not realising just how tight his grip is.
Shanks grins at him, and Buggy only growls and rolls to standing at Shanks’ feeble attempt at a joke when he offers him a hand up.
*
Buggy has a different plan.
It requires a lot more training.
A lot more training, and a fair bit of Dutch courage.
And then a lot of sobering up, when he realises rum probably isn’t a good idea for the kind of concentration he needs.
He waits until he hears the shower running before he barges into the bathroom.
Shanks frowns at him, but shrugs at Buggy’s excuse about needing the toilet really, really bad and disappears back behind the shower curtain.
Buggy smirks to himself, drops his trousers and concentrates.
He keeps imagining how good it’s going to feel, tight and hot and oh so perfect.
He decides it’s best to keep his eyes closed, because the sight of such a sensitive and vital organ flying across the room makes him feel a little sick.
Only that’s apparently a bad idea, because with his eyes closed he can’t really see what he’s doing, and even if they were open the shower curtain is blocking his view, and Buggy doesn’t know if his aim is off or if Shanks moves at the last moment or if the universe just hates him, but his scream doesn’t stop echoing off the tiles for a good few minutes when the head of his cock manages to collide with a fair bit of force against the wall.
*
Buggy hates Shanks.
And he has a new plan.
A plan which involves keeping an ice pack on his crotch at all times.
It’s a temporary plan. He’ll come up with a better one when he can walk without wincing.
*
Buggy has a new plan. It’s a different kind of plan.
It involves getting the fuck away from Shanks.
The bruising in unfortunate places throbs in agreement with the plan, so Buggy knows it’s going to work.
Logue Town is a busy port, and there are plenty of other crews who’d just love to have a pirate apprentice extraordinaire like Buggy join their ranks. Especially a pirate apprentice extraordinaire who worked with the great, and now late, Pirate King, and Gol D. Roger’s been dead for nearly three hours now, so Buggy doesn’t think it’s too soon to capitalise on his name.
Or he could even start his own crew, and, yeah, Buggy likes that idea.
He goes to tell Shanks that he can forget his relationship-that-was-never-a-relationship with Buggy, and go back to secretly being the crew’s cabin boy, even if Buggy never did catch him in the act, because the crew is probably still grieving and would likely appreciate his cabin boy ways now more than ever.
Of course, it ends in an argument, because that’s usually how things end between them. At least when there isn’t a private corner for them to hide in, a place for them to wrap themselves around each other, and Buggy has to shake that image away real quick, because he doesn’t need the distraction.
Shanks is talking about forming his own crew, and that’s so stupid Buggy doesn’t know where to start.
How can a cabin boy be a Captain?
Shanks looks a little confused at that, so maybe Buggy accidentally said it out loud, but it’s the truth and he doesn’t regret it and he apparently can’t keep himself from continuing.
Shanks tilts his head and appears even more confused when Buggy announces that it’s over, not that there was anything between them to begin with, and Buggy is leaving, leaving, and Shanks is now free to bend over all he wants.
“Bend over?” Shanks repeats.
“Yeah, you can bend over for whoever you want,” Buggy cries triumphantly, head held high and an insanely happy smile on his face. He suddenly feels like a free man.
“Bend over for…” Shanks murmurs, before a slow, dark grin spreads across his face, and Buggy feels a knot begin to grow in his stomach. “Oh? You want me to bend over for you?”
Buggy has words, but he’s forgotten how to use them.
“Why didn’t you just ask?” Shanks purrs, and he’s suddenly very close and his fingers are tracing idle patterns over Buggy’s arm.
And then Shanks smiles and steps away.
“But you say you’re leaving, so I guess it’s too late,” he says with a shrug, and Buggy’s arm feels cold where Shanks’ fingers were moments before.
“So, yeah, okay then. See ya round, Buggy.”
And he’s gone with a casual wave over his shoulder.
Buggy watches him leave. His hands fall to the floor.
*
Buggy has a new plan.
It involves repeatedly slamming his head against the wall.
He also has a plan to amend the current plan, but he’s pretty content with it for the moment.
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Date: 12/04/2011 08:48 (UTC)With this fic, it has officially exploded into mindless, squeeing/squealing adoration.
OH GOD BUGGY WHY SO UNINTENTIONALLY FAIL!MOE. OH SHANKS, WHY SO CASUALLY AWESOME.
New headcanon: Confirmed.
RAWR cannot adequately express in coherent terms all the ways that I loved this fic >3< Please accept my mindless, non-constructive fangasming instead.
Also, that summary was like, the greatest summary of all time.
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Date: 13/04/2011 15:39 (UTC)Buggy is just ... he's just amazing. He's just so Important, but it totally seems to be accidental. He knew Roger and he knew Shanks and he was, like, the first pirate to go up against Luffy and he just doesn't care because all he wants is treasure, but somehow he keeps getting sucked back into their war. XD I swear, when he showed up at Impel Down, I almost wet myself and I have no shame in admitting that!
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Date: 18/04/2011 12:26 (UTC)But thank you so much for reading, glad you enjoyed!
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Date: 13/04/2011 17:24 (UTC)This was pure GENIUS!!! Buggy outlook on things is what usually drives me nuts but you managed to turn it into pure GOLD!! Oh man the utter fail had me almost falling out of my chair laughing.
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Date: 01/07/2011 20:44 (UTC)This was oh so funny and oh so Buggy-licious - especially the plans, oh the plans! *cackle*
You have also added to my head!canon that Shanks is almost always willing once you ask properly.
Detachable penis!FAIL was the best part. Ever.
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Date: 02/07/2011 11:33 (UTC)Shanks is totally like that! You could want him for the filthiest, kinkiest of smexings you could think of, but if you shook his hand and smiled warmly and threw in a few comments about how much the ocean means to you as you asked him directly, he'd totally indulge you! XD