#katakuri scenario
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How OP's men would react to an unexpected hug from their s/o - pt. 1
part 2 (Sanji, Smoker, Ace, Crocodile)
Characters: Katakuri, Zoro, Kid, Law
TW: just fluff 💕
Reader: gender neutral
Author's notes: I just wanted to write something sweet for these guys :) It's kinda short but I hope you like it!
Katakuri
Probably you will hug his legs due to his height.
He would immediately recognize your touch on his fabric, and looking down he'd see you holding tight his leg in a sudden hug making him blush - of course he'd blush, he's so sweet.
Katakuri'd pick you up, bringing you to the height of his face.
He'd try to hug you too holding you near his scarf, he loves to see you at his height.
He smells like donuts - that's obvious.
Probably he'd bring you around holding you with his arms all day long, so you can hug him whenever you want so you don't feel lonely.
Zoro
You hugged him suddenly while he was napping, making him wake up yawning.
He wouldn’t say anything, he’d look at you with his eyes ajar without reacting for a few seconds.
' Come here…' Zoro'd say unexpectedly, holding you tighter than you did, making you lie next to him in a hug.
You wanted just a hug but now you have to take a nap with him, it's something you didn't mind since you could feel him so close to you.
Be prepared to feel your body tingle for how tight he'd hug you, almost forced not to move from that position to not wake him up again.
Kid
You'd probably wait to be alone with him to hug him because you didn't want to do that in front of his crewmates.
Hugging him suddenly from behind, Kid would react kinda surprised - you'd feel that from him tensing under your hug.
Even though he looks arrogant and cocky all the time he's really kind to you and would ask if you are okay.
Once you explained to him you just wanted a hug, he'd turn around to hug you even tighter than you did.
Kid is very passionate with his s/o, so he'd also probably start kissing you because he can't resist when the two of you are so close in a hug.
Law
You know Law isn't the type of guy that uses body language to express his feelings, but he makes exceptions with you.
You'd hug him running between his arms suddenly, leaving him speechless for a moment.
"Hey Y/N-ya… are you okay?" Law'd say, wrapping you with his arms.
You'd nod against his chest, and he'd hold you closer to him, kissing you on your forehead.
It's useless to say that you love to hug Law since he makes you feel at home every time you feel his heartbeat near yours in a close hug.
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may i request for katakuri angst to fluff hcs with a gn!reader? katakuri finally reveals his face to s/o. but expecting them to be repulsed by his mouth, reader kisses him and he just breaks down in tears because he's never been kissed by anyone before? 🥺🥺
✸ headcanons % when he reveals his face to you.
✸ characters! . . . katakuri.
✸ cw(s)! . . . n/a. no pronouns used. not proofread.
✸ notes! . . . i love him so much actually. kata, my beloved. so when i saw this request i was so happy !! thank you so much for requesting !! <333
it took him a lot of internal monologues to get to this point. he tried to weigh the pros and cons
the pros were you would finally know what he looked like underneath his scarf and he would have nothing more to hide from you
the cons...you would think he looked like a monster and he’d be devasted
to him, but the cons outweighed the pros
despite only dating for around 5 months, katakuri was utterly in love with you. he’d never felt this way about anyone before. you make him whole
the thought of losing you because of his appearance worried him, as it has ruined nearly every good thing in his life. he couldn’t let it ruin his chance at love too
but if he wanted your relationship to grow further, he had to know he could trust you, to know that you would love him no matter how he looked
he takes you on a late night walk in a more secluded area of the park near your home. he can’t risk anyone else seeing. you sit next to him in the sugar grass, looking up at the pretty stars in the sky
you hear him take a deep sigh. you look at him and ask if anything is wrong when he reaches for his scarf, hesitating a bit
you realize what he is trying to do, “kata, if you aren’t ready to show me then you don’t have to. i can wait as long as i need to. i love you”
he appreciates hearing you say that
“and i love you, which is why i must show you. i do not wish to hide who i am from the one i love anymore” his words are sincere. this was it
he turned away from you, unraveling his scarf and setting it down in the grass. he closed his eyes, as he turned back to you, not wanting to see the disappointment on your face when you saw the monster he really was underneath
he was ready for a gasp, a scream, an “oh my god”, anything
but he didn’t hear any of those
“you’re so cute”
his eyes shot open at your words, a deep blush formed on his cheeks. no one has ever said such kind words about his mouth
he nearly couldn’t believe it, but seeing your face...he knew that you meant what you said
“may i kiss you?” if his face could be any redder, it would have been. he can only nod, leaning down a bit so you can actually reach his face
you press gentle pecks to both his cheeks before capturing his lips in a soft, loving kiss. you smiled against his lips, finally being able to kiss your lover for the first time
you feel him melt into the kiss, his insecurities and stresses melting along with it, his hands coming up to gently frame your face
you pull away, opening your eyes to see him teary-eyed. you immediately tense up, asking if you had done something wrong
he quickly tells you, that he enjoyed the kiss. it’s just that he’s overwhelmed in a good way, as he’s never been kissed. and that you wanted to kiss him even after you knew what his mouth looked like
he’s so precious <333
© MANGEKYUOU.
#HIS FAVORITE SONG IS DOUGHNUT BY TWICE#he literally just told me#one piece#charlotte katakuri#katakuri#katakuri x reader#katakuri oneshots#katakuri scenario#katakuri imagine#katakuri headcanons#one piece x reader#one piece oneshots#one piece scenarios#one piece imagines#one piece headcanons#night rather than day ── 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘰. 𓂃 ★☆
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SILENT GESTURES OF AFFECTION
Synopsis: It has always been his greatest desire to voice out all of his devotion to you. However, whenever he tries to, things don't always go the way he wants, all he could do is hold onto you because he's always voiceless.
• Relationship: Charlotte Katakuri x female reader
• Content: fluff
A/N: Just came back from my cave to post the remaining part of the recent fan fiction I posted. This second part is lengthier than the previous as I added some parts which makes it 10k words (together with the first one) so, heads up for the long post. In order to know the gist of the plot I suggest heading over to the first one which is here. Either way, both parts can serve as standalone, so read as you please.
Errors are to be expected as I really do not have enough time to check everything.
I hope you enjoy! :D
Edit: I edited some portion as I noticed the errors, but still there is a possibility that I have overlooked some of it. So, excuse for the errors.
When the ship finally anchored ashore, the leader of the crew quickly made its way to the ground, and without a second look, he gave his command. Right before his staff could answer, he left without another thing to say. His assistant would handle everything. After all, the eldest brother, Perospero knew what to do; in that aspect of his responsibility, Katakuri was at ease to leave the main island.
“Oh, not that,” he muttered with frustration.
He saw it, the moment he’ll stay for another minute, a future that he must avoid at all costs. Some of his siblings were there waiting for Katakuri and his brother, but before he could escape their presence, one held his arm, making him pull back to their circle. A low grumble escaped from him, but it was overshadowed by the laughs of his siblings.
Katakuri knew where this conversation was going, and he didn’t like it.
“Hey, big brother, why are you so adamant?” Cracker grinned, clearly aware of Katakuri’s abrupt departure. “You know that you have to report to Mama.”
Katakuri pulled his arm from the grip of Daifuku, “I believe that Perospero can handle that very well…” he excused himself,” I must leave.”
Before he could step, his brothers quickly blocked his path, and one of them looked over at their big brother Perospero who had just climbed down from the ship. “Hey, big brother Peros, can you handle it?” one of them asks with a tone implying teasing.
All of them glanced at their brother, who innocently stared at each of them, and a grin slowly crept from his face, “I cannot… no.”
The brothers burst into a loud guffaw while their big brother Katakuri just silently listened to them, thinking of ways he could leave.
Katakuri lowers his face down to his scarf, trying to maintain composure at the banters of his siblings. Most of the time, he’s the subject of the conversation, and as much as he wants to avoid them, he just cannot bring himself to. He loves his siblings, but sometimes he wants to hang each of them till they stop teasing him.
Katakuri cleared his throat, and in a low, calm voice, he turned to his brother Perospero who was standing behind him.
“Are you sure?”
Right before his elder brother could respond, the three boys chimed in, “He is indeed sure!” they both exclaimed, putting their arms around Perospero, who nodded along with their answer.
Katakuri sighs, it is already late, but his siblings are still full of energy.
“Then let’s get this thing over,” he surrenders, breaking the laughs of their siblings.
Perospero paused in between laughs, “When are you going, to be honest with yourself?”
Katakuri gave him a confused look which made him receive another laugh from his siblings. Really, he loves his siblings, but when all of them are together, it will be a nightmare for him.
“If you could tell us what you want, then we’ll let you go,” Oven says with wriggling brows.
The rest nodded with wide grins on their face; clearly, they were ganging up on their brother, and as Katakuri observed their demeanor, it would be forever before they let him go. Their big brother knows what they are up to; Katakuri is well aware of their intentions but, knowing his reputation as the perfect and calm brother, sure as hell he won’t cave in.
“There’s nothing to say,” Katakuri responds, which made him receive a look of disappointment from the four, almost a look of hopelessness from their brother’s firm behavior.
“You can just say that you miss her,” Daifuku cracks, oozing with confidence regarding the demeanor of Katakuri being inept around women.
The boys shared a cackle, shaking their heads and patting the back of their big brother, who’s been restraining himself not to smack each of his younger siblings. Sure, they do know what buttons to push.
It’s always been like that since he married you. It is peculiar for them to see their big brother Katakuri being so calm and composed, yet in a blink could shake the Totto Land when it comes to you. The actions may not be obvious, but they are not dumb to ignore them. Katakuri could tell that in the early days of being a newlywed, his brothers kept interrogating you regarding Katakuri's treatment which you would just shut them out with laughs.
To see you being close with his siblings gives him a sense of relief. He knew how marriage works in this family. Most of the spouses would just suffer. His siblings are complex to please, let alone his mother - the Yonkou. It will always be a mystery to him how you were able to capture them with the sincerity that led you to be a famous wife in the family.
“Anyway, big brother… to give you a heads up I -”
“Cracker, we talked about this!” the two quickly butted in with their annoyed expression.
“Okay! Okay!”
Katakuri ignored the claims of Oven and Daifuku. His undivided attention was all over Cracker, who proudly stood before him.
“What is it?”
“We…” Cracker turns to his brother, emphasizing the start of his sentence, “I said it, okay?” he turned to Katakuri when his brothers nodded, giving him thumbs up. “Well, earlier, there were pirates who entered the territory of Mama, and they seemed to attack the land where the big sister is residing.….”
Upon hearing the news, his brow quickly furrowed. “Tell me she’s safe,” he thought as he stared at the figure of his brother, that was relying on the events of earlier.
“I made sure that the weaklings are taken care of!”
Cracker frowned at the sudden unison of outburst, “That is not what we talked about!” He walks up to Oven and Daifuku, who are also surprised by their unison and start to debate.
In an instant, the three were now fighting over who was who, clearly everyone took pride in the ruckus that was handled well, especially in ensuring his wife’s safety. Perospero shook his head, staring at the three while Katakuri’s mind drifted to the news that Cracker broke.
“It was me who got there first!”
“Okay, Cracker, take that credit, but I was the one who took care of it.”
“Are you definitely forgetting the fact that I was also there?”
The rambling goes on and on; their brothers Katakuri and Perospero are just staring at them with no intention of stopping their bickering. It is a perfect moment for Katakuri to escape the shackles of the three. He knew that Perospero would let go of him quickly. He’s tired, after all.
“She’s safe,” he heaved a deep breath.
To see his brothers fighting over the credit of taking over the task is something he always sees whenever it concerns you. As a matter of fact, most of his siblings took a liking to you - especially the youngest, who always asks about you whenever he’s on the main island.
Katakuri is well aware that his mother is fond of you - especially your dishes. He could even remember very well the first hunger pangs that you witnessed; Big Mom craved your dishes, and in those seconds, he couldn’t think properly, especially when he saw you running towards his mother carrying the dish she’s been craving.
He can still feel the warmth of your body against his palm when he carries you and jumps midair to throw the food right into your mother-in-law’s mouth. That was the first hunger pang attack that you put a stop to with him, and the pride he felt how fearless you were in those seconds; indeed, he married the right woman.
Katakuri is well aware that everyone respects him, but to see how his brothers are close to you to the point of interrogating you just to find something that could be used against their big brother - Katakuri, at some point, they are convinced that everything is just pretension, but when they hear your genuine laughter their thoughts just disperse. Katakuri knew all of it because he’s been watching you from afar whenever he couldn’t bring himself to be close to you.
He cannot stand your presence; you are a breath of fresh air, and he cannot see himself encasing his lungs with such gaiety. You were the polarity to his being, a complete contrast to his character. He does not know what to say nor to react whenever you’re within his range: you always leave him voiceless. Those were the earliest memories of him meeting you.
“Hey brother,” he shifted his gaze towards Perospero, who grinned. “I can handle everything here; you can now go.”
Katakuri nodded, and without any fuss, he continued on his track, leaving Perospero with the work. He knew he had chosen the right person to accompany him in his missions; if it were between the three, it would be endless chaff.
His brother Perospero understands him, maybe because of what he witnessed during those trips. Katakuri is well aware that he was eavesdropping on their conversation with his little sister Brûlée through the mirror. Before they left, Katakuri entrusted your well-being to your siblings, which they happily obliged. Brûlée was the one who updated him about you; she even went to the length of asking Katakuri to speak with you, to which Perospero nodded behind closed doors.
“Big brother, why don’t you check on her? She sometimes fell asleep in the living room with a book in her hand,” Brûlée once said. “I have come to notice that she frequently brings doughnuts with her tea. Are you influencing her with your love of doughnuts?”
As much as he was eager to hear your voice and talk with you, Katakuri restrained himself. It is not because it might taint his mighty image, but rather, with you around, Katakuri could lose his tongue, leaving him voiceless, not to mention how privy his siblings are. He does not want you to endure the same intensity of teasing as he does.
Katakuri took the shortest way possible, avoiding his siblings, for he could not waste another second. Cracker, Oven, and Daifuku took so much of his time poking fun at him. There is only one thing that his very essence has been telling him, and that is the woman he left for too long. Katakuri could see his mother tomorrow, but for now, his sanity would be at peace to see the person he longed to share the bed with.
He’s been itching to step on the land that you were residing on. Despite the protest of his brothers for his sudden action Katakuri knew that no harm would be done. He could see the future, after all. Although they were told by their mother to rest on the main island, Katakuri’s firm resolution is evident; he could not wait for the sun to rise - he had to see his wife. In every worse, best, and in-betweens to be in the grace of his wife is what he needed the most.
In a span of months, he yearned for the voice, the warmth, and presence - he longed for you.
Of course, he won’t leave without his wife’s knowledge, so when he asked for your permission that he’ll be on a five-month voyage, he could see the fear and unsettledness in your eyes, which disturbed him. The word of his mother is absolute, but if you had protested in those seconds, he’ll make his way and convinced his mother that his other brothers shall lead the voyage. He knew that you believed your words had no power over him, but in truth, he could alter his mother’s decision for your sake.
You are the other half of his identity, one way or another, you have the power over Katakuri; your words are important to him. It is as absolute as his respect towards his mother and loves for his siblings.
However, you didn’t. In lieu, you gave him your blessing. He was hesitant, but when you assured him, Katakuri just could not bring himself to say it; rather, he planted a soft kiss on your forehead. A way of him saying that he’s just thankful that you exist.
Katakuri sped up in his tracks when he saw the familiar house. The lights were still on, “Is she still awake?” he wondered as he made his way to the door.
A part of him wishes that you were awake, while the other one hopes that you’re resting in your room. Carefully, he entered the house with complete silence and made his way to the living room, only to see someone sleeping on the sofa with his head buried in his knees.
There, Katakuri knew who it was; he could tell from the color of the hair alone. In the distance was the person who he kept on thinking about. The person who accepted him wholeheartedly without any sign of hatred or prejudice, a woman of sunshine that didn’t faze when he was seen without his scarf.
The lady who was never scared of his appearance, bounty, or his identity as a wanted man. The person that Katakuri found comfort with, he could lower his guard around you. Ironically, he is known by his siblings as the strongest one, but within your grace, Katakuri’s knees wobble, he trembles, and eventually weakens. Indeed, he can be the firm person in the eyes of his family; however, in your vision, he’s always on his knees – constantly needing your shelter.
He slowly made his way and stood behind you, thoughts running wild as to why you were resting in an uncomfortable position with only a blanket to fight the coldness around the living room.
The woman that could make him do everything, even if it means bringing the world into chaos, just to see her beaming with blissfulness. You were just too pure for the world, for everyone on the island – including him but as much as he hated to admit it, Katakuri can be the most selfish man to exist when it comes to you – he wants to be your first and last.
There’s no day he had never thought about you. Throughout his voyage, he constantly thinks about that one woman whom he’s looking forward to seeing once he’s back.
His wife.
You fell asleep waiting for him, which means the thought he wished for a while ago is far from the sight that greeted him.
It was you. His wife, covered in blankets, fell asleep waiting for his arrival.
“Waiting for my arrival?” Katakuri dismissed the idea. His wife doesn’t know his arrival. If it were the first month of marriage, he would be able to understand it. Every night you fall asleep waiting in the same living room, and Katakuri has to carry you back to your chamber and tuck you to bed while he prepares his stuff, as he must take a shower before sleeping beside you. But he knows that you’re aware that he’s been away for months; there is no way that you were doing it every time.
“Did she do this even if I’m away?”
Thinking about the time that her sister Brûlée once said, everything finally connected. His wife has been doing it all the time! Not because it is your routine, but rather because you were waiting for him – every night.
Your actions never fail to leave him tongue-tied. Be it the little things, but Katakuri notices all of it, the little laughs, the glances, and even how you would giggle whenever he breaks eye contact, your reactions when you flushed… of all those things are being seen. But what he likes most is your way of showing affection; it will always be in the most unexpected way.
You – as his wife, continue to defy his expectation that he had come to surmise that it would just waste his time to think about your possible actions; whenever he tries to, it always differs from what he thinks.
Katakuri noticed the book half-opened, then the cup, which was almost half empty, and the doughnuts seemed to be untouched. Tea and doughnuts, these are what you usually prepare while waiting for him; Katakuri recalled the first time how he was caught dumbfounded on the dessert on top of the table while you were asleep on the same couch that he found you now. He could even hear you saying that it was his food to eat.
To witness that you’ve been doing the same thing despite the fact that his arrival is uncertain pours a great amount of rapture and love all over his being. You do know how to make him feel weak.
Katakuri took one doughnut and ate it in one bite; of all the doughnuts he tasted, nothing beats your own creation. It is his favorite. During his voyage, the staff that prepares his merienda tries their very best to imitate your way of making the dessert, but they always fail. Katakuri would just be lenient with them as he understands how hard it is. As much as possible, he just wants to eat doughnuts because once he’s back in his homeland, he knows he’ll be pampered by his wife with his favorite.
He turned to your figure, which eventually caused his smile to fade away. He saw how you were holding the jewelry that he inserted into your finger. That simple position made him recall everything; his silent vows as he held your hand to insert the ring, he suddenly thought of it.
I am not the easiest to love, but your kindness made me feel like I do. On this day and forever, I am yours to hold, to love, and to own. To be tied with me is exasperating, but I am eternally grateful for you to accept me as a piece that shall be with you always. The heaven and the sea may meet, but my affection for you remains superior above it.
Katakuri realized how two-faced he was to make such a vow only for you to suffer. He silently said his vow because he could not stand being listened to by the crowd; nonetheless, whether he uttered it verbally or not, the weight of his promise remained unchanged.
Despite the ray of sunshine his wife brings, he knows to himself that there are times of darkness, and it irks him that he wasn’t there and most of those negative emotions you were dealing with were caused by him. His responsibilities are just necessary for him to work with, but he knew that while he was engrossed with it, you were cast aside thinking you were going to understand. It was unintentional, he never meant it, but it is still his fault.
A pang of guilt hits him. He may appear as an obedient and perfect son in the same manner he was an irresponsible husband. To add salt to the wound, you never rebuked him for his shortcomings; rather, you showered him with the understanding that he believed he did not deserve.
The two of you knew each other way back. As a matter of fact, you’re the friend of Katakuri, where he can be the truest version of himself. He knows and is well aware of how kind you are, but it never crossed his mind that you were capable of sheltering him despite being hurt by the same person.
He could make his mother happy with his accomplishments, but that thought didn’t make him feel any amount of blithesome. Sure, he loves his mother, but his happiness lies with your being; to see you wrapped in pure felicity is Katakuri’s greatest desire.
As much as possible, he dare not cause you any pain. However, ironically he was causing you immense struggle in this marriage. The first month, he’s constantly away with interaction almost rare, and in the last five months, he was sailing the sea, conquering island to island while his wife was constantly waiting for his return.
Katakuri felt terrible. He knew that he was hard to love. But to see you being so patient with him, he felt ashamed that he was constantly taking your love without giving in return.
He bends, removing the blanket slowly to not wake you up. When he successfully did, Katakuri lifted you up, and he noticed how you felt, almost like a feather in his grasp.
“She lost weight,” he thought, eyeing you.
There’s almost nothing that changed; you were still a beauty to him. The long lashes, soft lips, the bouncy hair that he loves to twirl in his finger, and the warmth of your body. The wife of Katakuri sleeping peacefully in his arms, the doughnuts and tea, these are the regular scenarios he always encounters in his home. To experience it once again, Katakuri can definitely say that he is indeed back.
He plans to carry you back to the bed shared between you two, but right before Katakuri can take another step, he is surprised that you are staring at him, clearly disturbed by the sound of his steps.
“Was I too loud?” he whispered gently.
Perhaps it was because you were still in a daze; it was quite late for you to process everything. But when you did, Katakuri noticed how you beamed brightly just by laying your eyes on him; still, the traces of fatigued were visible throughout your face.
“You’re back!” eyes wide open, you squealed in excitement with a voice that denotes sleepiness and quickly jumped from his arms. “Have you eaten?” you turned to him, rubbing your eyes, and did some stretch with a wide smile.
Oh! How Katakuri missed that energy and demeanor. He cannot help but stare at you for a while before answering.
“I have eaten,” he softly answered.
You nodded, acknowledging it, and headed back to the living room. Katakuri follows his wife from behind, only to see you picking the doughnuts and tea. Just a while ago, you looked tired. But when he studies how alive you are in front of him, he cannot help but think how joyful you can be.
You picked it up only to notice your husband taking it from your hands. “Did you just arrive? Why don’t you take a rest first? Let me brew tea for you to relax while I prepare your things for the shower.”
“That’s not necessary,” he replies, following you around.
Katakuri couldn’t put himself at ease. The turmoil that’s growing inside of him just keeps getting worse, especially to see how you are so hands-on towards him. You tied your hair in a bun and took the things that Katakuri was holding, but he refused to hand them to you.
“Let me carry it… and please, I am not hungry,” again he says in a low tone.
“Oh shut it, I know how tiring it is to sail.” you took his hand and dragged him to the kitchen, “I know that looks very well, darling…” you grinned at him. “I can smell how weary you are from traveling… Anyway, Mama asked me earlier to bake donuts, so I made some extra.”
Katakuri could shut everyone from his family, but between the two of you, he is an open book. It astounds him how you can easily read him while he’s been concealing his emotions from everyone. But well, you’re not his wife for nothing.
“Then let me at least help you,” he volunteers.
Your bubbly face gave him a firm refusal, “I really want you to just take a break from your responsibility and let me handle everything here. At least in our home, you’re being dependent on your wife.”
Right before he could protest, he saw the determination in your eyes. Katakuri just sighed in defeat; he could never say no. Your treatment towards him is like he’s not the big shot of the family, where everyone respects him. But Katakuri also has his own weak points, and it just so happens that it is you. With you around, he feels good to be counting on someone.
You quickly took the plate of donuts and the cup of tea, “why don’t you have your shower while I prepare your food?”
“Nah,” Katakuri utters, pulling a chair and watching you as you maneuver around the kitchen. “I prefer to sit here and watch you.”
He tilted his head to the side when you looked away, saying nothing. As Katakuri loves to notice the little things, it didn’t escape from his sharp eyes the tinge shade of red that is evidence against your skin. At your reaction, he lowered his face, suppressing a smile.
Clearing your throat, you spoke without looking at him. “Take off your scarf for you to be more comfortable.”
Katakuri observes the surroundings, but right before he can see into the future, his focus is cut off by your voice.
“The servants are already resting in their chambers… I told them that they must take rest by ten in the evening as I also prefer to be alone. They must refrain from going out during the night,” you explained, placing a plate of donuts. “They are already bringing their necessities, so there will be no one to disturb you.”
“Oh,” was all he could answer before removing his scarf.
His worries dissipate for you to know how to keep them at bay. Katakuri met your gaze. He couldn’t read you - he may be able to see the future, but your thoughts seem to be harder for him to penetrate. Instead of looking away, Katakuri’s vision was still all over you until you pulled a chair and sat facing him.
You bend towards his direction, eyes still focused on him. “This is our home; you should not be wary whether someone can see you or not,” you continued with an unwavering tone of assurance and comfort and pinched his nose. “I am here, and I shall ensure that nothing will happen to you.”
He winced at the pain and rubbed his nose. Katakuri glanced at his wife; enough about everything about him. He just wants to be near you while you’re spilling all of your thoughts.
“How is your day?” he queried.
“Fine,” you answer, walking up to him carrying his freshly brewed tea.
“Your siblings visited me earlier, and I also got to see Mama since she wanted to eat the donuts that are baked by your wife,” you smiled proudly, aware that his mother is fond of your dishes. “I also spent some of my time with your mother as we talked about stuff - mainly about desserts.”
Katakuri took a bite of his donut, “Did her hunger pangs attack earlier?”
You shook your head, “Thankfully, no. But yesterday, it did. She was craving for a sfogliatelle, but it was taken care of by Smoothie.”
He was worried. As much as he wants you to roam around the main island, he fears your safety, especially when he’s not around, or his siblings aren’t there to accompany you. Of course, he tries to bring you with him, but when Big Mom’s hunger pangs attacked and you were almost one of the casualties, it struck him that above everything, his wife’s safety is what he must secure. When he saw that you fainted from helping a civilian and almost being crushed by Big Mom’s hands, he had to change the future because a life without the woman he fought tooth and nail for is simply a world of him – existing with nothing to look forward to.
Those moments are a nightmare he dares not relinquish again. He could withstand the idea of his mother going berserk and destroying the islands of Totto Land, but not when his wife was around.
As he starts to dig into the food, you stand up and say, “I’ll just prepare your stuff while you’re eating,” but right before you leave, Katakuri’s hand quickly wraps around yours.
You looked down only to see his eyes, almost pleading for you to be with him. “Stay with me,” he asks, holding your hand.
Sighing, you nodded, and he let go of you. Katakuri observed how you made your way to bring yourself a cup of tea and sat in front of him. He pushes the plate of donuts to the center, an indication that he’s inviting you to share the food with him.
You picked a donut, “How’s the voyage?”
He shrugs, nonchalant at the thought of his journey. “Just the usual, nothing too grand.”
“You must have been to different places and fought ships.”
“You could actually say that,” he nods, savoring his favorite dessert. “Life at sea is full of uncertainty, but to live with it is an assurance that a life of adventure awaits.”
“I could tell….”
Katakuri is well aware that you were watching him; if there were any other people, they would not live to tell the tale. He stole a glimpse at you where he saw you with eyes twinkling in ecstasy while staring at him.
He looks away. He cannot stand the intensity of your affection.
“I hope my siblings didn’t give you a hard time.”
“No, not at all! They are such a bundle of joy, they are also my family, and I am elated that they are always there whenever you’re away.”
Whenever you’re away. Most of the time.
“Anyway, umm…” he lowers his hands and looks at you. He could sense your anxiety, and Katakuri halts in savoring his favorite donuts. His undivided attention is now all over you.
“What’s our problem?”
Our problem. It is his usual line whenever you are hesitant to say something; Katakuri knows how important communication is, and although he’s terrible with it, he tries his best to meet you halfway.
Your troubles aren’t yours to carry alone. Now that he married you, it is also Katakuri’s dilemma. For better or for worse, he’ll be with you in every way, sharing everything, be it the best or whatnot. Of course, the same goes for his wife.
Eventually, you sighed, “I just want to know your thoughts about our marriage,” you paused, contemplating your sentence. “No, I mean, uh… do I suffocate you with my —”
He doesn’t like the end of it; Katakuri’s hand holds yours and gently squeezes it. “I am aware that I am difficult to deal with, but your patience is unwavering, for you to stay with me despite my shortcomings… I am eternally grateful that you chose to be with me. In each second of our marriage, I am silently thanking you for staying.”
It is the truth. But he never thought he could say it out loud; it is embarrassing as Katakuri is known among his siblings to be shy with women. This is the reason why Daifuku, Oven, and Cracker love to tease him for being married to you.
If it could ease your thoughts, then he’s willing to swallow the recessiveness just to assure you.
You didn’t respond; rather, you placed a hand on top of his, “I could never trade you for the world.”
A soft chuckle escaped from you as Katakuri quickly evaded your gaze, lowering his face and trying his best to avoid getting flushed. If his siblings know what buttons to push in order to annoy him, you do know what to do for him to walk in the air.
Katakuri just gently tightens his hand around yours. “I’m sorry,” this time, it was his thoughts that unraveled.
At his sudden apology, you looked surprised and confused at the same time. Instead of asking, you wait for him to finish.
Katakuri heaved a disappointed sigh, “I have come to notice my shortcomings as your husband… I promise I’ll be better for you.”
It’s been troubling him, and he dares not to spend a night with you without the worries being settled. It was his promise that you two swear; no one will sleep if there’s something to be discussed.
There are no words he could say; he’s at fault. Katakuri is not the type of person to sugarcoat his misdeeds; he owns up and takes responsibility for them.
“The past months of being tied to me, you had to bear the struggle alone. I am sorry that you have to deal with all of it.”
His worries were met with a gentle laugh, and your husband lifted his gaze. “I understand how difficult it is to be the dependable brother, and please don’t say as if you had never done something for me… I do also have my own faults, but you never resent me for it, that I am thankful.” Katakuri noticed you suppressed a yawn. “Our marriage may not be perfect, but certainly it is one of a kind, and don’t be sorry for things that I am willing to do for you,” you replied, squeezing his hands.
There was no hint of resentment in your tone, just a sincerity of understanding. Katakuri felt more guilty about how his wife seemed to be too perfect for him. Your patience is on a whole new level.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
His transponder snail rang; Katakuri was hesitant to answer, the two of you were just talking about the worries one another, and now, one of those worries just entered the scene. He glanced at you, to which you nodded in answer.
“Katakuri! How is the transaction? Mama is very adamant about knowing the full details,” it was his brother Perospero, who seems to be agitated. His mother’s voice can also be heard asking for his response.
“You can head outside; I’ll be here.”
“Excuse me,” he says before leaving the kitchen; he lifts your hand and places a kiss.
It is not because of confidentiality that made him ask for privacy. Rather, he does not want you to see how everyone seems to be dependent on him. As much as possible, Katakuri also wants his wife to also depend on him; however, it is the other way around.
It was a lengthy talk with his mother, and when it ended, Katakuri went back to the kitchen only to see you drifting to sleep with your head on top of your arm.
“I told you that it wasn’t necessary,” he mumbles under his breath, feeling mixed emotions regarding the effort of his wife.
He picks the empty plates and cups and washed them before placing them where they should be. As soon as he was done, Katakuri carried you in his arms as you leaned against him, finding comfort in your position.
“You’re indeed tired.”
With you in his arms, he made his way to the room and gently placed you on the bed, and you moved, seeking the perfect position. Katakuri pulls the duvet to cover your body, and he proceeds to prepare his stuff before entering the bathroom.
Despite being tired, it is one of the general rules that you implement: if one hasn’t showered, then one cannot lie in bed. You are particular with cleanliness which Katakuri must obey.
After all of it, as he rested against the soft mattress, Katakuri could almost forget the discomfort in the ship, how the bed was too different to his liking, and how it was always lacking, for you were not by his side.
He ponders for a while, but later on, he just turns in your direction gently. He pulls you to his side and smells your hair, and places a kiss on it. He yearns for this. A night like this with you in his embrace is just what he needs after a dreadful journey of being far away. Despite being tired, he cannot bring himself to sleep; Katakuri drowned himself in his reveries while playing with your hair.
Contrary to popular belief, your political marriage was different because you were not forced… rather you also wanted it, which your husband is aware of, and unbeknownst to you, Katakuri was never the first choice to be wed to you, but he fought for it. Perchance, time will lead you to this information, but for now… it is his secret to keep and his family to conceal, for they wanted you to hear it from their big brother’s voice.
Tucking a hair behind your ear, he stared at your peaceful feature; he couldn’t help but trace his finger on your nose, down to your lips, then gently placed a kiss on your forehead when you gave him a smile without opening your eyes. Your hand made its way to his cheek, smiling – still in a daze, aware of the surroundings but too tired to open your eyes.
Every night since the two of you were married, he’s been doing it. That little habit of his has always been his secret; he makes sure that you are in a deep sleep prior to doing it. Apart from the fact that he does not want to disturb you, Katakuri has come to love this routine of his. In every edge of your features is for his finger to trace and for him to adore – alone.
“Good night,” he whispers gently.
Eyes half-open, you tried to fight back the drowsiness to utter the words that you had longed to say for the past months. “Welcome back…” you groggily muttered, running your thumb on his cheeks, finding its way to his scar.
He can be the most reserved man in his family, but he’s the gentlest, another half that; you couldn’t ask for more. As he tries his best to meet you halfway in this marriage, all he can do is shower you with his fidelity in the silent gestures that bespeak how he devotes himself to you.
Katakuri traces the edge of your eye and buries his head on your neck, and drowns himself in your fragrance. He pulls you in a hug, and you do the same. In all places of the world, from the other side of it down to the islands of the New World, he saw almost everything; the beauty in each corner of the world and experienced the sense of satisfaction in every victorious battle he encountered, but there were no traces of peace in it. It didn’t comfort his very essence. Rather, it left him hungry for more. However, since the day you shared your world with him, Katakuri found his greatest treasure; in between your embrace is where his solace lies.
“I’m home,” he says.
fin.
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【Charlotte Katakuri】 Daisuki
*requests are opened guys! stop being shy and give me something to write >:(
Warm. So warm.
So different from when you first knew this world.
Thick blankets, hot cocoa, a lit fireplace, and the man sitting in front of his desk.
As winter approaches Totto Land, the mansion of the minister of flour reveals its cozy atmosphere.
Actually, snow is already falling down the sky as you sit by the windows, with blankets wrapped around your body, and a cup of hot cocoa in your hands. Thanksgiving was just a few weeks ago, and Christmas is just around the corner. Although that is the case, Katakuri’s workload never seemed to cease.
Zoning out of the window, but also staring at his reflection. You thought back to when you first met Katakuri.
You were a girl he brought back from battle. Born in a war zone country, you were forced to fight in battles for almost your entire life. You were scared, traumatized even. The cold and hard bread, the war trails, and the stinging pain on your feet were all that you knew. The light in your eyes that had disappeared long ago returned as he dropped his thin coat on you. It was raining, but you didn’t even realize. The cold rain diluted all the blood on the ground, also washing away the rotten smell of flesh. You hang onto his coat, it's thin, but his scent on it was surprisingly reassuring.
You like his smell. You like his coat. Those were the only two thoughts on your mind when you started following him back to his ship.
“Hey, stop following me. Go somewhere else, you’re free.” He says.
“…” You did not reply. Truth is, you’ve lost your voice for a long time now. No one in the training camp talked to you, maybe your presence was too weak to be noticed, but everything you needed to do was to follow orders and refrain from speaking. You forgot how to talk.
But you still followed him anyway.
“The coat wasn’t something to tell you to follow me. Quit it before I kill you." He stopped in his tracks.
You looked at him without saying anything.
He sighed, “Then I’ll take it back.” He reached for his coat, and you jerked away in a defensive stance, hugging his coat as tightly as you could.
Surprised, Katakuri backed away. “Jeez.” He turned around again and boarded his ship. And so did you.
He had no choice but to take you, a stubborn kid, back to his island in Totto Land.
As he reached the front door of his mansion, he looked back at you.
“Still following?” He murmured to himself.
After a few weeks, your injuries are healed completely. Katakuri tried to teach you how to talk. But all you did was listen to his voice, but you never opened your mouth.
You like his soothing voice.
Staring at his reflection in the foggy window, you slowly drew a heart on the mist with your finger. Katakuri is a perfect man in your eyes, even his flaws are a part of his perfection, and you love every part of him. No matter what he does, no matter where he goes, you will always follow him.
You like his eyes because they are gentle whenever he looks at you.
You like his fingers because when they intertwine with yours, you can feel his love and unspoken words.
You like his scar and his teeth because they look good on him.
You like him because he is him, and you like all of him.
Setting the cup down, bringing his blanket closer to your face, inhaling his scent. You turned to look at him.
Maybe the room was a bit hot because your ears were burning red. You still opened your mouth.
“Kata..ku..ri…-sama.” You managed to make it out. Your face turns red as you see him snap his head towards you with his widened eyes and agape mouth.
“Dai…suki.”
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I love thinking about Katakuri with a human size lover.
The way he would just let them sit on his shoulder when they feel like it or how he would lift them gently to his face when they want to give him a kiss.
Katakuri loves when they compared their hands to his, the difference is quite significant, but it just makes everything better in his opinion.
Though it's a great trouble for the man sometimes because he's constantly looking for them to make sure they're alright. Also he gotta make sur he doesn't crush them under his weight.
But he loves them dearly so he'll do anything to keep them safe and happy.
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Katakuri and you share a meal
Katakuri lays on the floor feasting on his donuts as he hummed a tune , you had still not yet begun to speak and though you had been in katakuris care for a few weeks you were still worried to say anything . Katakuri only lets you view his sacred snack time because of your lack of speech . you looked over at the snacks and could help but drooled , you shook your head ." no kata-san wouldn't let me take any of his food i'll just wait till he's done" the thought crossed your mind as your stomach made a loud rumble . " oh no" you began to panic as his gaze shot over to you . his eyes glowed a dark red as he sat up . Even just laying down he towered over you and now that he sat up , you couldn't help but shake and start to wine . Katakuri raised and brow at you and reached over to you . You wince and close your eyes . He's gonna hit you like the others on whole cake island . this was all your fault stupid stomic . How could you betray me like this .You covered your head . you wanted to apologize for ruining his snack when you felt a tug on your clothes as katakuri lifted you . You let out a gasp and covered your face blushing with same and shaking with fear . when he set you down in his lap and . " here have some" the brassy deep voice of katakuri got rid of the deafening silence . you opened one eye and looked up to see katakuri looking down at you holding a donut in his hand or well a piece of one . You looked at the sweet treat and slowly reached your hands out to it and looked back up to him . Katkakuri let out a chuckle and grin . " No need to ask for approval, you can eat as much as you like . i'm sorry I didn't think to offer you some sooner" your eyes shimmer as you dig into the food , the both of you munching away on the sweet treats and drinking tea .
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Katakuri vs. Luffy by JAIROPD
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"Hai kamuu..
Iyaa kamuu,, aku sayang banget sama kamu, saking sayangnya aku gak berani buat ngepacarin kamu, tapi kalo nanti kedepannya aku dikasih kesempatan sama Allah, insyaallah bakal ada waktunya kamu jadi milik aku.."
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OP MEN when they’re in the mood pt. 2
ft. Shanks, Mihawk, Katakuri, King (not proofread)
Shanks
Little did you know that it’s you who gets him in the mood every single time. It’s not just a “I’m feeling horny and I need release” typa thing.
He gets riled up when he watches you put on your favorite lipstick, when you try on your newly bought clothes and show it to him, when you walk around the ship with his shirt on, and when you sit on his lap.
His brain is quick to conjure up different positions he’ll fuck you in when you sit on his lap.
At first, he’d rub your inner thigh ‘absentmindedly,’ and when you shift on his leg, that’s when he’ll go further.
With a mug of beer in his other hand and half his attention on his crewmates, his fingers slowly dance their way up your leg until he stops just when he’s near your panties.
While he chats with his members he’ll toy with the garter of your underwear, tugging it at first before he snakes his hand inside just to feel the skin near your pussy.
And when you squirm, he’ll lean near your ear, face flushed with words a little slurred.
“Once they all get wasted and pass out I’m gonna fuck you on my bed, yeah?”
Mihawk
Mihawk is the type of person to plan things before it happens.
He’d feel the need to feel the warmth of your pussy as it clenches on his thick cock, but when he sees you busy he’d patiently wait until your schedule is free.
He’d set up a romantic candlelit dinner, cooking you steak and pouring you the finest wine in his collection.
He’d let out a small, ‘nonchalant’ smile when you compliment his cooking, all while holding himself back from pining you on the table and taking you then and there.
On the middle of the dinner, he’d casually say, “Let’s have sex.” which will lead you to choke on your food.
“After dinner,” You’d say, and in his mind he’s already celebrating.
When you two finish, he’ll ask you to take his hand and lead you to the bedroom, gasping when you see rose petals scattered inside and lovely music playing from his vintage record player.
Katakuri
He’s mostly shy around you, being his first girlfriend and all.
Some people may think that he acts coldly towards you, but it’s only you who truly knows why he acts that way.
You’d know he’s in the mood when he acts cranky and touchy.
He’ll wrap his arm around your waist, fiddle with your fingers, compare hand sizes, and glare at anyone who dares speak to you or even breathe your way.
But when he’s really in the mood, his subtle touches will level up.
He’d rub your inner thighs, fondle your breasts, lightly squeeze your butt.
You’d notice how his breath gets heavier and how his pupils dilate when you get near him.
You’ll notice him staring at you the whole day without saying a damn word, and when you notice these signs you’ll chuckle and pull him into a passionate kiss.
King
King is a busy man, working under Kaido means he has to do things almost 24/7.
The only time you’d spend with him is when’s sent on expeditions, which rarely happens because he’s always glued beside Kaido.
Or, when he just finished a battle.
While his whole system is still pumping with adrenaline from a recent battle, the only reason for him to calm down is to sink into your tight cunt.
When he sees you after he just won a fight, all his pent up energy will shoot straight down his dick.
He’s a man of few words, and once he has you pinned against the wall, you know what will happen next.
“Fuck, I haven’t seen you in a long time. Open your pretty legs for me so I can show you how much I missed you.”
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How OP's men would react when you call their pecs "boobies"
Characters: Crocodile, Smoker, Katakuri, Zoro
Tw: just fluff and other silly things
Notes: I finally finished this short drabble or whatever it's called. I hope you all enjoy some boobies from our favourites OP's men (I can think about doing more on request)
Crocodile
You found yourself poking his chest for no particular reason, Crocodile was sitting in front of you smoking one of his cigars and reading the newspaper. He wasn't really ignoring you, just minding his business.
But you wanted his attention so you started bothering him with pats and light touches until you started tapping his chest over his shirt.
"Are you done?" he asked after a couple of minutes, his eyes not leaving the paper he held in his right hand.
"Not until you pay attention to me" you answered in a cocky but sweet tone.
Crocodile put his newspaper on the table in front of him and glanced at you, obviously a bit bothered by your behaviour.
"What now?", his voice sounded annoyed, you smiled as if you didn't care.
"Oh nothing really, I'm bored but at least your boobies keep me company" you answered bluntly still poking his chest.
Crocodile sighed, he seemed unimpressed by how you called his pecs "boobies", but if that made you happy he wasn't going to stop you from touching them. A hint of a smile on his face appeared on his face as he asked if you were jealous of his "boobies" just to tease and see your reaction.
"W-What do you mean?" you were now blushing as if he assumed that you envied his "boobies".
Crocodile laughed sincerely, he couldn't resist seeing you flustering like that, he leaned closer to give you a light kiss on your forehead.
He grabbed your chin lifting it a bit to look directly into your eyes before speaking in a sweet tone.
"Y/N, don't be jealous of my "boobies", yours are way better than mine.".
Smoker
You always loved sleeping with Smoker like this: your head placed on his chest, his arms hugging your body and keeping you warm under the bedsheets.
The sunlight flaring from the windows made you wake up first as he was still in a deep slumber.
Smoker seemed so relaxed in his sleep, like every concern or worry of his disappeared when he had the chance to keep you so close to him during the night.
You couldn't help but smile seeing him like that, your hands were roaming his chest and caressing him in his slumber.
No need to say that you absolutely loved his physique, how his strong arms wrapped around you and the feeling of his chest under your cheek while snuggling.
Your right hand squeezed one of his pecs softly. "Boobies…" you mumbled.
"Hmm… what?" Smoker answered in a low voice. He was awake.
"I like your boobies" You squeezed his pecs a bit more, making him blush.
Teasing him like that was one of the things you loved doing, seeing him flustered like that was priceless.
"They are not boobies!" you could sense the embarrassment in his voice. God, he was cute.
You chuckled and pocked his chest, he sighed seeing you having so much fun teasing him like that. He couldn't deny how much he loved that silly side of yours, so he placed a tender kiss on the top of your head, resigned to the fact that you called his pecs "boobies".
"They are all yours" he whispered booping your nose, he couldn't resist you.
Katakuri
Spending time with Katakuri was your favourite thing to do since even though his appearance seemed a bit rough on the outside, you knew how much of a softie he was on the inside.
At the same time, he loved being with you too, carrying you around on his shoulder.
The view from up there was amazing, you found yourself staring at his pecs since you could see them pretty well from there. Every step he took was even making them bounce a bit.
"Nice boobies love" you whispered to his ear with a teasing smile.
His cheeks flustered in half a second as he heard you saying such a thing to his chest, but he didn't say anything, probably Katakuri was too stunned by your words to say anything.
"The best boobies I've seen in a while…" you continued giving him a light kiss on his forehead, a little curl appeared on his mouth, making you realize that he liked your compliment.
He moved you from his shoulder and held your body in his arms as if you were light as a feather and pocked your nose. "Nobody has ever called them boobies, I like it, it's sweet," he said laughing a bit with joy in his voice as if he was having a good time with you even just talking about silly things like these.
"Not as sweet as you" he whispered, making your heart melt.
Zoro
His pecs are huge, everybody knows that.
Admiring him while he was training himself was your favourite hobby since you could stare at him shirtless all the time.
He wasn't bothered by this attitude of yours, Zoro kept a straight face during his training as if there wasn't anybody looking at him.
Even if he was just doing his usual, you couldn't help but giggle a bit every time you saw his "boobies" bounce a bit with every sudden movement of his.
"Boobies…" you whispered to yourself, your mouth a bit drooling just at the sight of his large chest.
"Y/N, did you say something?" he asked, Zoro was now looking at you, staring at your blushing face. Since you were too lost in admiring his movements you didn't even realize that you spoke out loud and he heard you saying that thing.
"N-nothing" you replied looking away but he grabbed you by the chin and lifted it to look into his eyes.
"You can touch if you want to" he grinned knowing exactly that you were talking about his pecs. He grabbed your hand and placed it on his chest, making your cheeks red even more than they already were.
"So you like my "boobies" huh?" he whispered into your ear.
From now on he'll let you touch his chest more during his training since you know you can't take your eyes off him.
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Imagine Katakuri getting a crush on you and Big mom arranging a marriage between you two
Big Mom: -takuri... Katakuri!
Katakuri: *snaps out of his day dream* Oh yes, Mama
Big Mom: where were you, you've been distracted during meetings for days.
Katakuri: It's nothing, sorry mama, it won't happen again. I have some paper work to attend to, may I please be excused?
Big Mom: yes.
Daifuku: *soon as Katakuri leaves* I believe he's fallen in love, Mama.
Big Mom: Ehh, with whom?
Perospero: With (y/n), they attended your last tea party with their father, who owns the largest vanilla orchard in the world.
Big Mom: really? Are they single?
Daifuku: I ... I'm not sure, Mama.
Big Mom: I'll look into it then, in the meantime look after your brother, make sure he keeps up with his work.
Perospero and Daifuku: Yes Mama.
Daifuku: *once Big Mom is out of ear shot* Did we just sign Katakuri up to get married.
Persopero: Probably, you know how mama is about securing ingredients for sweets. And unfortunately for our dear brother, vanilla is found in most sweets, from angel food cake to zingers.
Daifuku: but what if (y/n)'s father doesn't agree to join and marry of his only child?
Persopero: If that happens Mama will do a hostile take over, and either marry or give (y/) to Katakuri.
Later at Big Mom's residence
Katakuri: *arrives for a meeting only to find you in the conference room* Oh, what are you doing here?
You: My father has agreed to join your pirate group, and to marry me off into your family.
Katakuri: * sits next to you* ... Do you know who you'll be marrying?
You: not yet, but that's what this meeting is about.
Katakuri: *knows his mother only invites the child she wants to marry off to these meetings but doesn't want to scare you* no mater who you marry, I'll make sure you're taken care of and have everything your heart desires.
You: *gives him a weak smile* Thank you, Kata, you wouldn't believe relieved I am to hear that.
Katakuri: *extends his hand for you to hold* Mama, should be here soon.
You: *takes his hand and squeezes it with trembling hands*
Katakuri: You're shaking.
You: I've... just never not been under my father's protection, and I'm scared.... but I do feel better with you here with me.
Katakuri: *rubs the back of your hand with his thumb* Really? Even though we've only met a handful of times in the part?
Big Mom: *kicks open the door* (y/n)! I'm so glad you could come... Oh, I see you've already met your betrothed.
Katakuri: Me!?
Big Mom: *glared* You like them, don't you?
Katakuri: *blushes* mama! Please let's not embarrass me in front of our guest.
Big Mom: mmmr, very well, since you two are already getting acquainted I'll leave you to it. ... Oh, by the way the wedding is in five days. *Leaves*
Katakuri: Five days until we're married... *flops back into his chair and is lost in thought, coming to grips with the fact that he is to be married.*
You: ... I'm sorry about this I don't know what my father was thinking offering me up like this.
Katakuri: He didn't offer you up, Mama offered me up first. Mainly to gain your father's orchard, but that is beside the point. If there is anything I can do, please let me know. You probably won't be moved into my house until after the wedding, but I can have my sisters look after you.
You: You mean you won't be staying with me?
Katakuri: *takes your hands into his and presses them to his lips through his scarf* No, but only because I need to work double time, so you can have me all to yourself during our honeymoon.
You: ⁄(⁄ ⁄☉⁄-⁄☉⁄ ⁄)⁄
Katakuri: *realizes how that sounded* Not that we have to do anything during our honeymoon that you don't want.... I'm going to go start on my work, I'll have Brûlée come and get you settled into your rooms, in the meantime please wait here.
You: Okay, and for the record, I look forward to... to having you all to myself during our honeymoon, if you catch my drift.
Katakuri: ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄ロ⁄•⁄ '⁄)⁄
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DEAFENING SILENCE OF YEARNING
Synopsis: He's away but in those days of being on a different horizon, you just couldn't restrain yourself to think about how your life seems to be akin to what you try to evade. Nonetheless, he continues to prove you wrong in different ways.
• Relationship: Charlotte Katakuri x female reader
• Content: some extent of angst (?) and fluff
A/N: While rewatching one piece (which means my priorities is to reach Land of Wano as of now lolololols) I couldn't help but to write this as my mind keeps on generating plots (which I hate because whenever I try to write on my other fan fiction stories, it seems to be that writers block is back from vacation!) Anyway, this is a lengthy one which I decided to cut, I realized that it is way too much for one post because it is over 8k words, which might tire some of you.
I was just really kept on letting the juice of creativity out of my mind and realized this scenario has been growing the moment I stepped in the WCI arc, and I cannot help but adore the donut boy (although my heart lies with Ace, Luffy, and Law alone ehe.)
Anyway, this is the point of view of the reader (you) on missing the donut softie boy.
I hope you enjoy! :D
Addendum: there are some revisions but it's not too much that it alters the story. Just some errors here and there. Still, the possibility of errors that I overlooked is there.
To read the continuation head to: here.
In most situations, political marriage doesn’t work that much. It may help strengthen connections between families, but those forced to bind their love to secure the future of both parties tend to suffer the most.
Although you were treated differently than most of his family’s spouses, sometimes it makes you wonder if this union is simply for the family’s benefit.
“No,” you dismissed the thought immediately.
If anyone asks how married life goes, you would like to answer one thing: life-changing. At least, it is what you were dreaming of saying rather than pleasing; there is something in this matrimony that you were hoping to seek… something that differs from your parents. However, much to your dismay, the answer becomes more explicit each day: it is the same selfish decision between two heads of the families.
“Isn’t it also a selfish choice for you?” The thought makes you sigh in frustration for hoping to see the light in this almost spiral of despair.
As much as you try to neglect the idea, it just creeps inside your mind, slowly convincing. Being persistent has its merits, yet the situation you brought upon yourself at some point says otherwise. This political marriage between your family and the Charlottes is your gateway from the life you always wanted to escape. The suffocation of your father’s law has restrained you from almost everything in life, including the liberty to roam around your former land alone. In simpler terms: you were never free.
The night is still young, but your body is already weary enough to crave the soft mattress that can be found in the chambers shared by the two of you. Despite the tiredness, you were in no mood to leave the living room as you found comfort slouching on a settee facing the fireplace, listening to the soothing crackling from the burned woods.
“Why are you still awake?” a worried figure appeared from the mirror atop the fireplace. She walked over to you as soon as she stepped on the floor. “I was here three hours ago, and you didn’t bother to leave? Your body must be sore, sister, not to mention the babysitting with our youngest siblings.”
“We can stay here if you want,” a lady with peach hair says with concern.
“I appreciate the concern, girls, but it is still early… I’m not that tired,” you softly mumbled, trying to suppress a yawn with a wide smile. “This may come off, but what are you two doing here? I heard that there’s some commotion at the Seducing Woods; shouldn’t you be there, Brûlée?” your gaze never left her as the tall, pale woman with purplish hair sat before you.
“I needed to be here,” she simply quips, blowing her newly poured tea and glimpsing at your puzzled look.
“And I wanted to see you!” says the other one.
“Here? This isn’t the forest, Brûlée.”
Brûlée comes almost daily to accompany you, which you are thankful for. There are also nights that she checks on you from time to time. It can be through the mirrors or simply staying at your house and ensuring your needs. At first, you were bewildered by her ways of seeing you, but later on, you became accustomed to it, almost that it didn’t faze you that she appeared out of the blue.
Some of your in-laws visit you, but it is almost twice or thrice a month, considering their position, you understand. You were grateful that they took their time to spend their leisure time with you; never did they show any sign of detest in those times. Unlike some spouses of their siblings, you were just elated they treated you as a part of the family.
Most of the time, Chiffon and Brûlée knock at your door or appear from the mirrors in different corners of your house.
“Big brother asked me to look after you while he’s away,” Brûlée explains casually, leaning against the settee with a trace of determination across her face. “Actually… he asked all of us, but since most of my big brothers and sisters are busy with their work, they rarely come… and right now, I took the chance to escape dealing with those dimwits-minded pirates and let the other siblings handle it.”
Chiffon ‐ the peach-haired girl, nodded, “Brûlée also came to me and told me she was off to see you, so I took the chance!”
You were not a pirate nor had the liberty to sail the sea on your own accord, but when you stepped foot in Totto Land, you saw things that could leave you at a loss for words. Never in your wildest thought that such a country existed, much less imagined it… but it did. Although some things are difficult to explain and leave you dumbfounded, nothing can beat how his actions defy your pondering about this relationship – the union and mostly about him.
He continues to prove you wrong, not that you wanted to be cynical about him. Hell, it is the last thing you want! But considering where you grew up, it cannot be helped. To add fuel to the fire, the situation you’re dealing with is no different from the factors that lead you to think about it.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
“Excuse me, sister.” Chiffon picks up her transponder snail and answers it with: “sister is fine!”
“That is good to hear – hey, Oven, give that to m –”
“Hey sister, how are you?!”
“Now that you got to say your words, let me have this – Cracker give that to me! I’m gonna –”
“Big sister! I will ensure no pirates will step foot in your land!”
“Big talk right there, Cracker, when I was the one who monitored those weaklings. Now give that back to me!”
“What are you trying to say, Daifuku?!”
“I’m not done yet –”
“Shut up! Hey sister, I’m going to vis – hey Oven!”
Brûlée couldn’t contain her annoyance, “why don’t you guys try to resort to talking to her one by one?”
Instead of an answer, all she received were a series of banters from her big brothers, and you couldn’t even understand their words as they continued to bicker about who goes first in talking to you. Seeing them acting like that gives you a sense of belongingness; you were never the big shot in your own family, but somehow seeing how your husband’s siblings fought for your attention is surreal. As much as you try to understand their big brother’s impact on his siblings, you still fail to comprehend how you became a part of someone they have come to love. From a different perspective, your in-laws also look up to you the same way they see their big brother but, again, from a different perspective.
“I said I’ll go first!”
“No! You’ll just take all the time!”
“Daifuku is right!”
On the other hand, the woman with purplish hair who sits in front of you seems to restrain her displeasure and starts to yell at them, which makes everything worse. The other one, named Chiffon, tries to soothe her siblings but eventually joins the banters. Although the situation worsens, you find comfort that they have turned the silence of the living room into a swarming of energy from their bickers.
You couldn’t help but laugh at their enthusiasm and somehow pitied the snail at its continuous shifting of expressions: from anger to felicity to laughs and screams, their siblings’ bond is one of a kind that you also missed at your land.
Raising a hand despite not being able to be seen, you beamed. “Hi, guys! How are you there?”
“We are fine, sister!” the siblings from the other line answered unison, with the snail imitating their ecstasy.
“Hey, sister – I – hey!”
“Look, sister, I am goi – no! I - hey! Give that back!”
“Let me just finish – ow! Hey – clank”
Right before you could say something, the line was cut off. You just smiled over the cup of tea, elated to see that your in-laws are doing fine despite taking the mess into their own hands. It is not that you questioned their ability, but sometimes you cannot help but worry. Periodically you would check on them to see if they were okay, and thanks to your sister-in-law Brûlée, it was easy for you to move from place to place due to her abilities which you find so amazing.
The two girls shook their heads in disbelief and turned to you. “We’re sorry about that.”
“There’s nothing worth apologizing for,” you assured, smiling. “I’m glad you guys are okay… thank you for ensuring my safety.”
“Of course,” Brûlée exclaims, clearly flustered with your response. “We do not want to leave you alone, and certainly, we cannot withstand our big brother’s request… even if he doesn’t ask, we will do it voluntarily.”
“We just couldn’t leave you alone,” the other agreed.
Your eyes widened at their honesty but quickly tried to look away to hide the warm color of your cheeks through sipping your tea; Brûlée failed to notice your reaction much to your delight; however, Chiffon saw that subtle reaction.
“Big brother Katakuri is awesome… he’s the most independent sibling out there, and he is so strong that we all aspire to be as strong as him,” Brûlée explains while biting a cupcake. “Anyway, it must be hard for you to be married to him.”
The thought already crossed your mind: marrying him is no easy task. No, marriage is not easy; it bounds you for eternity. It is life-changing because you have already observed it from your siblings and parents. When you agree to be tied to him, you already know that there are things you have to compromise.
“What makes you say that?” you genuinely questioned.
Brûlée clears her throat and pauses, contemplating her sentence, “I mean… big brother is always away and, most times, when he’s here, he is always at work… I can very much perceive the difficulty of having time with him.”
Chiffon frowned at her sister’s question, “Brûlée! That’s not nice…” she turned to you with curiosity shining in her eyes. “Say, sister, what is it like to be married?”
It was the silence that engulfed you. The weight of the girls’ words is evident, leaving you silent for a minute. Chiffon’s question ran into your mind. Usually, you would answer it with fine, but in those moments, something akin to your desire to answer life-changing makes you want to say something different.
“Brûlée and Chiffon…” you softly called and straightly looked into their eyes. “Marriage is something that everyone should take seriously, it is not just the union of both sides, but it is a lifetime chapter that will shape the rest of your life.”
In between your pause, Chiffon interrupts. “Our family focuses on political marriage because it is what our mother wants… Most of us shut the idea of marrying for true love because we are bound with the responsibility of making our mother’s dream come true…” she lowers her head, dejected at the idea of marrying for convenience. “I’m gonna be honest… to see you and big brother Katakuri being in love gives hope that I – would someday have the same bond with you two.”
You could taste the tiniest hint of faith in her tone of your husband’s siblings. Chiffon is the most upfront about marrying for love. You cannot blame them for losing hope in finding affection in marriage; you’re also the same as them. A wave of sympathy came over you that you almost gave her false hope, which you never did.
You stood up and went over between the two girls who were lost in their reveries and gently placed a hand on both, “I cannot deny that political marriage tends to end up tumultuous, but that does not imply it could happen to the both of you. You must also remember that things may turn the way you do not want, but that does not mean it is the end of everything. There is time in everything; perhaps who knows that you and your siblings will find love the same way your brother and I do, or way better than ours.”
You gave them a reassuring smile; you know it is not the best advice, but it was what you could offer. The two-sister-in-law of yours seemed dazed, for all they could do was hug you, which you answered by leaning at their embrace and tapping their cheeks gently.
“We are so lucky to have a big sister like you,” Chiffon uttered, making you smile.
“And I am delighted to have you as my sisters,” you answered truthfully.
The three of you remained in that position as they showered you with questions about the life of matrimony; mainly, it was Chiffon because Brûlée entertained herself with the sweets they brought for you earlier.
“Is the life of being married hard?”
You thought for a second, “I-uhh... Maybe at first? Because of the sudden changes in your life, but as far as I can see… it is not…” you paused, thinking about the days you were newly married.
A feeling of sorrow starts to sprout that you choose to kill it off instantly, you’re with his sister, and it is not the right time for that. “You must learn to compromise; you have to give up something and in the same manner accept him wholeheartedly – his flaws, family – everything!”
“What about you?”
“Me?” you cleared your throat when Chiffon nodded. It didn’t escape from you how Brûlée glanced – also waiting for your answer. It is not because the question is difficult, you already have your answer, but before responding to the young girl’s curiosity, you sipped your tea.
“Well… I also have things to compromise, which is not a big deal because… I want to be part of your brother’s life.”
By that, you know it to yourself. When you agree with the marriage, you already see yourself in a different side of life – a life shared with someone who you vowed with your heart to cherish and love. The only person with whom you’re willing to set everything aside and risk things to be with him.
Chiffon leaned against your embrace, touched by your answer, while Brûlée, with food stuffed in her mouth, chimed in, “I always – no – all of us will forever wonder how marriage life works for the both of you….”
You laugh heartily at her blatant remark. “There are just things that you cannot understand, girls… but soon you will,” you smile.
Brûlée chuckles, “I can still remember that he said almost the same thing.”
You glanced at her – astonished. Did your husband talk about you with his siblings? You cannot see him being like that… even in the house you share with him, he’s different. Nonetheless, Charlotte Katakuri never fails to subside your doubts whenever you think of one; he may be thousands of kilometers away. Still, somehow, he can always make a way to connect with you in every possible way. Honestly, he continues to leave your thoughts at bay. This demeanor of Katakuri is what you’ve been holding onto that tiniest shade of light you see in this marriage.
The girls didn’t stay too long, although they insisted on waiting until you fell asleep. You refused because you were really not ready to rest. It was also getting late, so they had to return to their own shelter because there were responsibilities to do once the sun rose.
Once they left, you started to clean and brew another tea. It has been a long day, but some of you wanted to stay in the living room. You took a blanket and covered yourself as the coldness started to make its way under your clothes. For the past five months, it became your routine to simply sit over a cup of tea with a book in your hand and wait until it is late enough for you to stand up and head to your chamber.
Despite the comfort of the silence and being alone in the middle of the night, words cannot digest in your mind, for your intuition is somewhere in the conversation with Chiffon and Brûlée earlier. You cannot help but think about your answers.
Everything you said is the truth, but when you try to contemplate it… somehow it feels almost illusory.
You thought back on the days of your life before being married.
Political marriage is a thing for powerful families, and you’re familiar with it. When your father broke the news over a fraught dinner, no one was surprised… instead all of your siblings simply nodded, questioning who would be the chosen one while you just silently listened.
As your name left your father’s mouth, everyone was astonished, but mostly, it was you who was lost for words. You have siblings who are far prettier and more adventurous than you are, but it was nerve-wracking when your father shared that the Emperor of the Sea specifically chose you.
Your family is a product of political marriage; as much as you wanted to see the love between your parents, you failed. Being the youngest, your father was very strict with you, which you cannot understand, but you could tell it was mainly because you looked like his wife who ran away from his land.
The marriage was a yes-only answer; when the Emperor of the Sea speaks, no one can say no – or if there’s one, it takes a lot of courage; it sparks a war. But you’re no warrior, just a lady with the blood of royalty of vast influence that the emperor needs.
Since you were young, you knew about the Navy, Emperors, and pirates because of his distrust of you not to run away. He brought you with him to Whole Cake Island whenever he met with the residing Yonkou – Big Mom. You will forever be aghast by the sight of the island and how everything is paradise, everyone was friendly, and you have become accustomed to their treatment to the point that they allowed you to enter their workplace and even baked with them.
You’re a good cook. Being almost restricted to the outside, you busied yourself with cooking. When Big Mom took a liking to your baked cupcakes, that was also the time she became fond of you – which was also a good thing for this political marriage. She can be the worst nightmare for everyone, but she appears to be delicate and sweet whenever it is with you. However, you’re like everyone in her eyes on some occasions.
You shifted position and took notice of the symbolism of your union with Big Mom’s son, bringing you back to your senses. He inserted the ring on your finger with no words to say, yet his actions were enough for you to feel over the moon.
“I could never regret this decision,” you mumbled, smiling as you traced the gems of your wedding ring.
No matter how you think this marriage was your escape from the life you had come to feel suffocated, it is no secret that Katakuri took your hand and led you to a new promising one. He is known to be the strongest general, the ideal brother of his siblings, and you cannot in any way taint his image as the perfect son and sibling. Before you came into his life, there was his family, and you wholeheartedly accepted it.
Katakuri has been away for five months, and you’ve been married for half a year. In the first month, he was at the main island, primarily due to his duties, and when he came home, it would be late… too late that you would fall asleep waiting for him and wake up in your room with him already gone. That series of actions became the routine of the two of you, no matter how you look at it… you just cannot hate your husband.
It has always been like that until now. For the past six months, you waited for Katakuri every night, even when he asked for your permission (despite believing that your words have no power over your mother-in-law), that he’ll be gone for five months. You were waiting for him.
Sometimes, when the sun rises, you bring yourself to your chamber and drift to sleep. Each night seems tiresome, but your determination to see him first once he’s back winning over your weary system.
Your in-laws have no idea about this, Brûlée would sometimes express her distress over you - staying up late, but you would just answer her as you’re not yet tired. In reality, you were just waiting for your man.
Life with him is way different from what you anticipated, but you do know it is bound to happen as he is a man of responsibility. But with the series of absences, you would have concluded that perhaps… he did marry you out of convenience? Or was it just you who thought that this might turn out differently?
From the book you’ve read, different genres, and authors, you had come to believe the hope in everything, and right now, you were clinging to the faith of this marriage.
Compromise. It is one of the things you compromise; you chose to understand him. Above everyone, now that he is married, isn’t his wife’s job to believe in him? Be at his back and support him in everything? You understand him. Never in each second did you resent him for the odd interactions where you are sleeping soundly while being carried by him back to the room shared by the two of you? His responsibility is still his to take, even being tied to you. The least you could do is not add another to his plate, for he already has too much.
Katakuri never raised a hand against you… as a matter of fact, he’s different from what you expected; the subtle treatment of him each night is a message of his affection for you… but you know there is more to it, but his responsibilities should be met first. His siblings are way too expressive than your own husband, at least to their knowledge. However, knowing Katakuri for years, you could tell the emotions that lie in those demeanors. However, due to his schedule, there was little to no exchange of conversations with you, which is beyond belief; you thought it might change someday, but it just worsened.
But it is what it is.
“When will you be back?” you mumbled, staring at the ring almost sorrowfully.
Charlotte Katakuri, a man of few words and the man you vowed to love for eternity, has been away for almost all the days of being married. Although it was the start of something new, you cannot help but imagine that you were falling right into where your parents’ relationship is.
It is clear as bright as the sun that you’re missing your husband, but what else could you do other than wait? You have been waiting since your marriage, how you always stay late in the living room with the hope you’ll see his manly figure entering the house… but no.
At some time during the first month of marriage, you were doing as you do as of the moment. There were times that Katakuri was surprised to see you – awake waiting for him. The two of you would eventually spend the night over a cup of tea or in bed in a warm embrace and exchange of perception on deep topics worth discussing. Katakuri is a man of few words, but much to everyone’s oblivion with you, he can be the most talkative person you love to converse on a topic because he is a man with substance and intellect; you just love to be lost in his thoughts.
Those are rare moments; in most cases, you just fell asleep waiting for him.
Hugging your knees while staring at the ring and thinking about this marriage life took your energy, and you drifted to sleep, hoping that your husband would come home this night. The longing is burning you out that seeing him seems to be next to impossible.
The bed is empty without him – everything is just too different. The deafening silence of your longing for him starts to make its way. You were waiting for him all these times, silently. Somehow, right now, saying it would probably ease you in any way it can.
“I miss you,” you softly mumbled before slumber’s darkness overtook you.
Being married to Charlotte Katakuri is a roller coaster of emotions; he could lift you to the top of the Skypiea similarly and drown you more extensively than the Fish-Man Island. But because he’s the man you never regret marrying, everything about him is worth compromising.
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Hello! May I request some Katakuri hcs with a kind and trustworthy partner who tries to give him as much solace as possible, especially during merienda time when they know how hard he works as the Sweet Commander, oblivious that he actually wants to spend more time with them while he is on his back enjoying doughnuts?
Heyyy, thank you so much for the request! 🌸
Sorry that I got to it so late, I was trying to rush my summer homework before school starts 😭
Afternoon Hours
[Katakuri]
🍩 You started off as Katakuri’s personal secretary, you didn’t know how you went from helping him with his work to laying with him during his precious Merienda time
🍩 You’re still his secretary of course, but it became too personal somehow
🍩 Although he is in no way dissatisfied by it…
🍩 As the Sweet Commander’s personal secretary assigned by Big Mom, Katakuri naturally trusts you to help him out on his duties, therefore not questioning most of the things you do, including your act of following him around
🍩 You try as hard as you can to work more so he can relax a bit sometimes, knowing how tired he must be every day to hold up the sky for his family
🍩 Your trust continues to build during the situations where you have to fight back to back from each other
🍩 A significant change happened when his face was accidentally revealed in front of you, and gosh, was he stressed…
🍩 “Are you afraid?” He was the one who broke the silence when you were wondering if he’d kill you or not
🍩 “Yes.” You said, but smiling, “But I know you’re a good person, Katakuri-sama. So overall, I’m not scared, no.”
🍩 Your smile wasn’t the brightest, nor was it the prettiest, but at that moment when the ray of dawn light shined on you two, Katakuri felt like maybe, just maybe, he had fallen in love
🍩 Now, here you are, laying your head on the side of his ribs, drinking your tea, reading the newspapers, and laughing quietly with the strongest man in the Charlottle family
#charlotte katakuri#one piece#one piece scenario#one piece imagine#one piece headcanons#katakuri x y/n#katakuri x you#katakuri x reader#katakuri scenario#katakuri imagine#boa-h
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Hiya!
I saw your request being open so I thought of a cute Sfw scenario. May I perhaps have our favorite Monster trio and Katakuri (if you don't write for him, you can simply leave him) with an s/o that hugs and cuddle them in their sleep? Like they can only fall asleep if they hug something or someone, being completly at peace? Like the boys wake up and see them hugging ? Oh this would be adorable 🥰🥰
Also! Take Breaks, stay positive and have a wonderful dan/night
Op Boys When Their s/o hugs them while their asleep
Warning:SFW, Fluff
Feat:Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Katakuri
Last post for this week
Luffy
As the Straw Hat Pirates sailed across the open ocean, Luffy found himself dozing off underneath the bright sun. His bountiful energy had finally depleted, and he succumbed to a deep slumber. His straw hat tilted slightly over his face, Luffy dreamed of grand adventures and endless treasures.
In the midst of his dreams, he felt warmth encompassing his body. Luffy's eyes fluttered open, his gaze meeting the sight of his beloved snuggled against him. you're arms wrapped securely around his waist, drawing him into a tight embrace. A content smile formed on his face as he realized the affectionate gesture, feeling a sense of comfort and love radiating from his you. With a soft sigh, he settled back into slumber, grateful for you're presence by his side.
Sanji
On the Thousand Sunny, the aroma of delicious cuisine wafted through the air, a testament to Sanji's culinary skills. After an exhausting day in the kitchen, Sanji retired to his quarters, seeking respite in a peaceful sleep. Tucked under the covers, he surrendered himself to the realm of dreams.
In the depths of his sleep, Sanji slowly became aware of the feeling of being held. He cracked open his eyes to behold the sight of his lover cuddling against him, you're head nestled on his chest. Overwhelmed with tenderness, he gently caressed your hair, a loving smile gracing his face. The warmth of your touch filled his heart, reminding him of the deep bond they shared. With a sense of serenity, he closed his eyes, cherishing the intimate moment, and drifted back into a blissful slumber.
Zoro
Training tirelessly to master his swordsmanship, Zoro often found himself exhausted but determined to push through his limits. Seeking rest, he settled down on the grassy shores of a secluded island, his swords carefully placed nearby. The peaceful surroundings quickly lulled him into a much-needed sleep.
Within his dream, Zoro felt a gentle weight against his side, and as he stirred, he discovered his lover curled up beside him. legs intertwined, you're calm breathing synced in harmony. A soft smile crept onto his face, appreciating the unspoken support and love. With a mumbled word of gratitude, he pulled you closer, his protective nature instinctively asserting itself. Their presence eased his troubled mind and allowed him to embrace a tranquil sleep, knowing he was cherished.
Katakuri
Within the vast corridors of the Big Mom Pirates' territory, Katakuri found solace in his private chamber. This enigmatic man, known for his strength and resilience, sought respite from his responsibilities and let himself unwind. As he lay down on his oversized bed, his thoughts gradually drifted away into the realm of dreams.
In the midst of his slumber, Katakuri stirred, sensing the presence of his sweet lover beside him. You're arms instinctively enveloped his broad frame, pulling him into an affectionate cuddle. Despite his reputation as a fearsome pirate, the tenderness he felt in that moment warmed his heart. A rare smile emerged on his lips as he relished in the supportive embrace, finding solace in the vulnerability of the situation. With newfound peace, he surrendered to the tranquil night, secure in the knowledge that he was cared for deeply.
#one piece#one piece headcanons#one piece scenarios#one piece x reader#one piece x y/n#Luffy x reader#one piece x s/o#sanji x reader#zoro x reader#Katakuri x reader#kazenomegaminowanpisu#hannaemeraldwhitedragon#one piece canons#writing#anime
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Little Things You Do That OP Men Love (SFW)
Black Fem Reader in Mind
Ft. Katakuri, Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Ace
Katakuri
He loves watching you eat with him, whether it’s donuts or just some other snack he likes how your cheeks get almost as big as his when you relax and stuff your face
He enjoys watching you try to fight him. You tend to throw hands with him a lot in a playful way, he’s a big mf so he really doesn’t feel much when you climb, slap, punch or kick him. He views it very cute when you do it when you get jealous or pouty.
To add on to that he loves how you were never afraid of him. Of course it took him sometimes to get used to the affection you gave him, and honestly he thought you’d leave after he showed you his teeth, but you fell more in love with him and he will always cherish you for that
Luffy
He loves how easy it is to make you laugh. He loves your laugh so much. When he first heard it he did such a wide smile, Robin swears up and down the first time he made you laugh that’s when he fell for you, but Luffy never understood why she said that. He tried everyday to hear you laugh at least once regardless if you hate it or not. You look best when you smile.
The way you always share your food with him. I mean yeah there are many things you do for him and sharing your food is one. He loves eating with you and bonding over food. He secretly likes when you feed the food to him too.
The way you take and wear his hat. He has only allowed very few people to wear/hold his hat but he only gives you the privilege of taking it when you want. You look better in it anyways.
The way you run and hug him when you see him. He is a touchy person naturally so when you first hugged him he literally could have melted in your touch. He thinks you’re so soft and smell SOOOO good. Many times after hugging Luffy he keeps his body wrapped around you.
Ace
He loves the way you talk. Whether you have an accent or not your voice gives him a peace of mind. You never yell at him or belittle him with your words. If you both aren’t bantering with each other Everything you speak towards him is all love and affirmation and he wouldn’t change it for the world
He loves how you admire small things about him. You always compliment his freckles, his hair, the way he dresses (even if he barely wears clothes) you’re just so positive around him. He does a small crooked smile when you do it.
The way you say “I love you.” To him. You’re one of the first few people next to his brothers and WB to show him what love really was and when Ace first heard you say that to him he cried.
How carefree you are around him. He notices the way you are more reserved with other around, but when you’re alone with him you are the complete opposite. Ace appreciate you have that kind of trust to be that vulnerable around him.
Sanji
Yes he loves everything about you BUT the one thing he loves the most is how your eyes light up every SINGLE time he walks into the room. Being played by so many women and not desired by many of them the fact that you’re probably the first to have a genuine happiness to have him around makes him feel so honored and loved.
The way you look at him has him on his knees. It’s similar to the first one, but sometimes you have this small low lidded gaze he can’t look away from. You make his cheeks on FIRE with that look! It’s not even intentional and he doesn’t even think you know but when your chin is rested on your hand and you watch him in admiration he gets so shy.
The way you touch him. He’s a touchy guy too, but how you sometimes fix his hair, adjust his tie, or even tie his shoes gets him going—-not ALWAYS in a sexual way but in a way where he will drown you in “I love you’s” for the gesture
He loves watching you talk about things you love to him. There were so many unknown and interesting facts about you he has learned while talking to you, you’re so expressive and fun to speak to. Some days when he isn’t having a love fit he just enjoys having a long and deep conversation.
How patient and gentle you are with him. You never have hit Sanji, pushed him away, cursed at him, or anything. You’ve always welcomed his lover boy antics and him as a whole. You’re so understanding when he screws up somehow that he believes one day you may leave him if he don’t get his act together, but you reassured him nothing could make you love him any less.
Zoro
How you motivate him, he doesn’t tell you of course but seeing you focused on getting stronger gives him the courage to keep going
The way you snap back at him. We all know this mf loves to make smart remarks but when you first clapped back he was so attracted to you . You don’t back down from talking crap to him and he loves that so much
The way you hold him., whether he admits it or not after a love making session or just when you both are sleeping he loves when you pull him into your chest and hold him tightly. Your touch is one of the few things that helps him have a sound mind and make him smile
When you fight, he does get a liiittllleee turned on seeing you work yourself up because you get so cocky and angry while fighting enemies, but he likes how quick you are on your feet (remember that scene where Zoro asks if Chopper is ganna be okay and he says yes and Zoro says “That’s my man” Akbshssskj he says “That’s my girl” to you when you fight )
How you trust him always made his heart flutter. You’re more than capable of fighting on your own, but it’s those moments where you don’t bat an eye to when an enemy is about to attack and you don’t worry because you know Zoro will come to your rescue. He’s asked you why tf do you act so careless when he is around but you smiled and told him, “Because I know a swordsman that will protect me.”
Ego boost.
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