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luxthestrange · 5 months
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OP Incorrect quotes#15 *Insert Hamster eating banana*
F!Y/n*joins their's and Katakuri's hands, to compare sizes, giggling*
Katakuri: Marry me, Now
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-Off in the distance-
Garp*With a sniper water gun aiming it at Katakuri*...Not My Daughter ya bitch
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Imagine Katakuri getting a crush on you and Big mom arranging a marriage between you two
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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.
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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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sexydoffyman · 8 months
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Somnophilia with Sanji and/or Katakuri?
U don’t have to do this btw
SOMNOPHILIA
Law and Ace version here
genre: smut
characters: Sanji, Katakuri
word count: 488
Warning: This may be uncomfortable for many people. If you feel like you can't handle this kind of content, keep scrolling.
A/N: Yeah, I could've made it a non-dark theme. Why would I do it tho?🪰 I took the CAE English exam. Now I just hope that I will pass.
I'm still pretty tired, so please let me know if the quality is dropping.
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SANJI
-Sanji has a sick mind
-He once saw you so vulnerable, just sleeping.
-He jerked off to you so many times. He didn't even know why.
-He didn't understand. Why would he get a hard-on when he saw you like this.
-He didn't get it.
-At first, he thought of himself as a monster. (post nut clarity☠️)
-Just after it became a part of his routine, he started getting used to it.
-He still didn't understand how did you drive him so crazy in your current state, but he was more focused on his little problem.
-After a while, he starts to get more comfortable. He started kneeling over you and cumming on your face.
-Being caught is a boost of adrenaline for him.
-he always made sure to clean up whatever mess he made.
-After a few months of pleasuring himself in this fucked up way lot of shame built up in him.
-He came to you not being able to maintain eye contact. He told you everything.
-He told you all about the shameful nights.
-You both talked about it, and you found it funny.
-Later, he begged you on his knees to let him do things to you while you were asleep.
-After days of him begging you, you give him permission to do unspeakable things to you.
-"Just don't make a mess."
-He did wake you up plenty of times. You saw him saying the most filthy words to you.
-He always got embarrassed, and later in the morning, he made you a special breakfast.
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KATAKURI
-You were one of his servants. Loyal and willing to fulfill any request of his.
-There were a lot of times that you felt like someone was watching you sleep.
-You always woke up to a completely normal room.
-Of course, He wouldn't let you know what he was doing.
-He loved to watch you squirm under his touch. The feeling of him being the cause of such movements made his mind go crazy.
-Sometimes, you would wake up with a slight bruise on your neck.
-He loved to just touch you. It was the feeling of power that was motivating him.
-You are giving him a service (even tho you don't know about it.) So he becomes a little protective of you.
-He always has his eyes on you. But again, he won't let you notice.
-He will just use his observation haki to see when you will look his way.
-He will never let you know until Big Mom arranges a marriage for you.
-It may not benefit her in any way, but for her strongest child Katakuri she'd do it.
-He will let you know you are not getting away from him.
-He is definitely possessive of you after the marriage.
-He isn't really sneaky about it either. Now that he has you in the palm of his hand.
-He will never let you go.
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vivinomi · 6 months
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Sweet love
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husband!Katakuri x wife!reader
Summary — Sexual desire is normal especially if you're a married adult. What would happen if you wouldn't satisfied your sexual need with your partner? Especially if you hold it for years
C.w — male masturbation, sexual pent up, vaginal penetration, macromicro (yes reader is around 2m), size kink, large size difference, titties sucking, soft katakuri that he's so careful with his body
A/n — bye this is so bad bc i'm too lazy to rewrite the whole story sooo yeah. I just publish this bc i hate having a lot of draft...
1.3k w.c
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It’s been 3 years since you married Katakuri but both of you never had sex because you feel like you're not ready. Don't get me wrong, you love your husband so much, he's the sweetest person you ever met but you're afraid. Afraid of getting hurt due to the size difference, you're like a doll whenever you stand beside him. You told him about your problems and he understands. Plus, he doesn't want to hurt you as he deeply loves you.
However, that night you hear a groaning sound coming from the other room. You get up, not wanting to wake your husband but you realise that your husband isn't there, where would he go? Suddenly, you hear the groaning getting louder , you follow the sound and is right in front of the door. You grip the knob to see if it lock and luckily it isn't. You open the door slowly and peek through it. Then, there you see it; your husband is stroking his cock while moaning your name, imagining his hand as your pussy.
You gasp and cover your mouth. You don't believe that he is holding his lust towards you. You feel bad for keeping him waiting, he's been holding it for 3 years. So, you decide to tell him that you're ready.
The next day, you and Katakuri are eating breakfast together until you cough to bring his attention to you. He swallows his breakfast and looks at you. "What's the matter, honey? You don't like the food?", he asks with his worried tone.
"I- I'm ready!".
"Ready for what??".
"To have sex with you", you hide your blushing face from him. Hearing those words is enough to make him blush like crazy. "We can do it tonight", you said and he just shyly nodded.
At night, you and Katakuri are in your shared bedroom, sitting on a bed facing each other. You are shy when it come to this kind of stuff since you're not used to it. "Why are you suddenly want to do it?", he asked with a blushing face. You looked him through his eyes. "Actually yesterday, I saw you masturbated". His pupils enlarged, he doesn't believe that you saw him yesterday. He feels like he wants to die right here right now.
"I'm sorry that I made you feel that way. So that why I told you I'm ready", you say softly. Katakuri's heart softens hearing his wife's words. He feels really lucky to have a wife like you; sweet and kind.
"You don't have to do this", he tells which you refuse to; you want to make him feel good.
"If you say so", he grabs you and bring you closer to his face. You close your eyes and he carefully kisses you so that you won't get hurt with his large teeth. The kiss feels soft and sweet; so innocent. To be truth, this is your first kiss since he's so worried if he might physically hurt your pretty lips— you usually would kiss his cheeks.
Katakuri pulls away from the kiss and looks at you with worried eyes. "Sweetheart, I'm fine. Besides, I like that", you reassure him. He put you down and starts to undress. Katakuri's cock is big and you're not sure if it's can fit. You too start undress leaving you naked in front of him. Katakuri already saw your naked body as you and him would take a bath together.
"You look so pretty", Katakuri mutters, which earn a soft smile from you. You lay on the bed and he is hovering over you. He then started to play with your breast. He only taps your sensitive breast as his hands are so big. He tries to pinch your nipples but fails miserably which caused you to giggle. "Katakuri, you're so cute".
He blushes hearing your compliment as if he feels butterflies in his stomach. He leans towards you until his mouth is in front of your chest. He slowly licks your nipples and you let out a cute whimper. His tongue feels so big, so wet and so sticky. He looks at your reaction to see if you enjoy it which you did and he proceeds to lick it faster.
You close your eyes and hold on to his hand as you enjoy the pleasure— until you feel something sharp on your nips. You open your eyes and see Katakuri is trying to suck on your nipples. You don't know either you should feel pain or pleasure but in the end, you enjoy it.
"N-ngh~", you moan and Katakuri takes the sign and sucks on it harder. Your back arched and your moan is getting louder as he sucked your tits. He slides his hand in between your thighs, stroking it. He felt aroused hearing your moaning his name. He then detaches his lip from your breast and lick your stomach to your cunt. "Does it feel good?", he asks. "Y-yes", you manage to say.
"y/n, are you really sure you're ready?", he asks for the nth time just to make sure you're fully ready and have your consent.
"Katakuri, sweetheart. I'm ready and if it's hurt, I will tell you", you smile. He gives you a warm smile and starts stroking his cock to make it slideaboe and grabs a lube. He pours the lube on his two fingers and inserts them into your wet cunt. Your back arched and you gripped harder onto the mattress feeling how good his big fingers were inside your tight cunt. So enormous that you can feel his fingers hit you cervix.
He pulls out seeing your juice dripping on his fingers and from your cunt. He takes an experimental lick to taste how delicious your juice is. You feel embarrassed seeing your husband is licking his fingers so seductively.
"Mhm... so sweet", he says unconsciously. You clears your throat as he is busy licking his fingers. He blushes as he realises what he had done. "Pardon", he clears his throat which make you chuckle. Then, he starts to position himself. You gulps gathering your courage.
He slowly inserts the tip and see your reaction. You bite your lower lip, hard enough, feeling the painful stretch. He looks at you with worried eyes. "I—I'm okay. J—Just give me a sec", you say and try to find the better and comfortable position. After a few seconds, you nod signalling that he can start moving. He groans as he pushes all his length inside you. You let out the loudest moan ever. He breathes heavily feeling your tight wall clenching on his cock.
He gently and slowly pushes his cock to make sure not to hurt you. You grip onto his hand harder, feeling the pain just now turn into pleasure. Seeing your face full of mess make him feel proud and happy as he gets to do it with his beloved wife. You too are happy — finally you can make your husband satisfied. His thrust become faster and you can't stop moaning your husband name.
"You feel so good, (y/n)", he manages to say between groans. You can't say any words as you are busy enjoying the pleasure he gave. "N-ngh~! I—I'm close!", you yelled feeling the knot in your stomach. "T—Then let cum together!", he groans as he gives you one last powerful thrust.
"A-aah!", you came as he releases all his seed inside you. His cum is too much that it started dripping from your cunt. You and Katakuri cathing your breath feeling exhausted after all that stuff. He pulls out and see his cum is dripping from your hole. His face turns red.
"I should get you a towel", he gets up and grabs the towel, wiping your cunt and sweat from your body. You're thankful for having a kind and caring husband.
"I love you", you mumble, slowly drifting to sleep.
"I love you too", he chuckles and put a blanket on your tired body and kissed your temple. He loves you so much.
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turtletaubwrites · 2 months
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Sweet Abduction ~ Part 1
Thank you anon for this super cute request! I loved the idea, and I hope you enjoy the fic!
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Pairings: Charlotte Katakuri x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 4084
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Summary: Times are tough, and you're afraid you'll have to give up the family business, until you find people who cherish your work. Who knew making doughnuts would gain you the attention of an Emperor of the Sea, and her second son? Will your new life be as sweet as it seemed?
Rating/Warnings: SFW, AFAB!Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Reader-Insert, Fluff, Grief, (reader's dad has passed and she thinks about him a lot), Arranged Marriage, Forced Marriage, Kidnapping, Minor Violence (hardly anything, just being grabbed by the arms briefly), Kissing, No Smut, Human/Monster Romance, He's freaking 16 ft tall, Reader is too sweet for this world
A/N: Turns out Katakuri is over 16 ft tall. I stuck with canon, hope you don't mind! Please heed the tags! This is very sweet romance type fluff, but there is some kidnapping and shit, so be wary 😅
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Your body naturally woke you in the quiet, early morning light, but you still felt like you were in a bad dream.
After all your years of struggling to get by, of trying to make a living off the only skills you had, you still had nothing. You had kept your dad’s shop running, learning all you could, trying to honor his memory. But now that he’s gone, prepping these early mornings alone felt like losing him all over again.
Especially since hardly anyone in this town could afford to waste their berries on sweets.
Even buying ingredients for one day's batch was brutal.
I’m sorry, dad. I don’t want to sell your shop. Please, I wish you were here to tell me what to do.
You blinked back your tears as you started frying the morning's first batch of doughnuts.
Falling into your rhythm, you glazed and displayed each doughnut with care. Still taking pride in your work, you treated each pastry with love, even though they would probably be wasted. 
You gave a little yelp as the tiny bell on the shop’s door chimed.
Your mouth hung wide as you looked at the two potential customers. Shaking yourself, you greeted them, turning on your customer service charm.
‘The best way to keep a customer is to show them you really care.’
Your dad’s sweet voice filled your mind, and you smiled, genuinely hoping that these people would have a wonderful day. And that if they tried your doughnuts, it might make their day even brighter. 
The two strangers made their way to the display case, reviewing the little menu above the counter, and they asked you detailed questions that surprised you. 
You had been too busy trying to make sense of the colorful, almost outrageous way they dressed, that it took you a second to realize how excited they seemed to be here. 
They can’t be from around here. Everyone here is too poor to be that colorful.
You pinched your wrist at the sour thought, reminding yourself of your dad’s view of the world. He’d tell you to focus on the good things happening right now.
The two customers ordered four doughnuts each, and you carried their plates to the dingy little table in the corner, filling their cups with coffee.
The urge to stare was almost too powerful. It had been so long since someone new came to enjoy your work. 
They smacked their lips, and licked their fingers, and their bright eyes warmed your heart. 
‘There’s nothing better than watching someone enjoy the work you put your heart into.’ 
You cleared your throat, turning away from them as you wiped away a tear at your dad’s words in your mind.
“Ooh, Mama’s gonna enjoy this,” the taller one hissed in a mock whisper.
“Excuse me,” the other patron called, waving you over. 
You wiped flour off your hands, grabbing the pot of coffee. You felt their eyes on you, feeling examined as you refilled their cups.
“Is there anythi–”
“How would you like a sponsorship to open a shop in the sweetest capital of the world?”
“... I’m sorry. What did you–”
The tall one grabbed your wrist, eyes almost manic as he leaned toward you.
“We’re scouts, you see. We’re from Totto Land, and we’ve been looking for someone with your talents. Everything will be taken care of. We already have a doughnut shop that's just waiting for an artist like you.”
Your eyes were so wide it was almost painful, and part of you told you to run from these strangers. 
‘Don’t fight miracles, sweetheart. Sometimes good people really do get good things.’
“Okay,” you stuttered, following your dad’s advice one more time. 
You had heard the name Big Mom before, seen her wanted poster. She didn’t seem like a real person when you were struggling in your run down town. 
And you thought that Emperors of the Sea were meant to be terrifying, almost demonic. 
But here you were on her archipelago, her myriad of islands filled with so many happy people. So many people who love what you do.
It's surreal! 
You’d been given a doughnut shop on Komugi Island, along with a beautiful apartment above the shop. You wanted to explore and meet people, but you couldn’t think of closing the shop for even a day. 
All the ingredients you could dream of, equipment that you’d never seen before, and a dining area inside and outside with plenty of tables so you could enjoy the happy noises people made when they ate your doughnuts and pastries. 
It was heaven. It felt like your dad was there with you, kneading the dough, pouring the coffee. You could almost hear his laugh, his silly songs that he used to hum.
It felt like home.
After a few days, you noticed that the shop cleared out a little before lunchtime. You had been having a steady stream of customers all day since the day you opened, but now it was empty. You tried to remind yourself that things wouldn’t always be that busy, and that it didn’t mean anything.
I guess I’m just worried, dad. I want to do well here. I want to stay.
You had a pile of plates in one hand as you wiped down a table outside.
“Good afternoon,” boomed a deep voice from above, and your ankle shifted against the stone tiles.
You were slipping, trying and failing to keep a grip on the porcelain plates.
Then a huge, warm hand held you steady, and your mouth gaped at the sight of another gloved hand catching the plates before they fell.
“I’m so sorry,” you choked out, heart racing.
Shifting away to look at your new patron, you steadied yourself, pressing your palm against the warmth beside you.
Your breath hitched as your hand touched firm leather. You stumbled back a step, and he grabbed your shoulder to steady you, before setting the dishes on the table, and towering over you.
“I apologize. I should have waited until you set down the plates.”
The deep, measured voice made you shiver as you looked up at the man it belonged to. 
He was so tall. Insanely tall.
Is he a giant?
He sat down beside the shop on what you just now realized was a bench, made for someone his size.
Realizing how rude you were being, you cleared your throat, giving him a smile.
“No need to apologize. Thank you so much for saving my plates!”
You dipped your head, letting your eyes go wide as you looked at the ground after getting a better look at him. 
He had deep crimson hair, with eyes to match. Those intense eyes were framed with arched brows, and eyelashes so dark and thick that you could see them from where you were.
You brought your head back up to meet those eyes, and you bobbed on your toes as you tried not to gape at the rest of him. 
You’d never seen anyone like him before. He wore a layered scarf that draped around his shoulders, covering his neck, and the lower half of his face. 
Below the scarf was an expanse of muscle, pink tattoos accentuating his chiseled abs. His leather vest covered nothing, but it matched the leather across the rest of his body, belts, straps, and spikes giving you so much to look at.
Then you looked back at his eyes, and realized you’d been staring.
“I–I am so sorry. I’m new here, and my head is a little off still. Would you like me to bring you a menu?”
He hardly spoke while he was there, but his gaze felt heavy and warm. Thankfully, no one else came by to witness you making a fool out of yourself. 
He made a huge order, and you packed three large boxes to the brim.
Your dad would have been so happy in that moment. You could picture his smile. Practically hear his voice.
‘Look, sweetheart. Your love is gonna touch all those people that eat your sweets. Isn’t that just lovely?’
“Are you afraid?”
“What,” you choked out, quickly brushing a tear from your eye as you thought of your father.
He’d taken the boxes from you after paying, but now his brows were furrowed as he looked down at you.
“Oh my– oh no! I’m sorry,” you panicked, realizing what he meant.
“I wasn’t crying because of– I was just thinking about my dad. He would have been really happy with your order. You picked all his favorites!”
He stiffened, one of his gloved hands flexing on his knee.
Clearing his throat, he stood, his height leaving you speechless again. 
“Thank you, miss. Have a pleasant day.”
“... Th-Thank you! Please, come again soon!”
You were waving at his back, and he froze for a moment at your words. But he kept walking, finally leaving your sight. 
Slumping into one of the chairs, you felt the blood rushing through your body, your head feeling fuzzy after all of that. 
Then a line of customers started trickling back in, and you poured yourself into work. 
What an interesting place this is. 
~
He came back again. And again. And you always forgot to ask for his name. 
He never said much. He always ordered at least three boxes. And you always spaced out as you stared at him at least once before he left. 
Luckily he always seemed to come during a slow hour, catching you cleaning with no other customers to attend to.
You wanted to ask if he liked them. If he liked your dad’s favorite recipes. It seemed like a silly question, since he ordered so many every time.
But you liked his voice, and you thought it would sound really nice if he said it. 
You caught yourself grinning in the mirror at the thought as you got ready for the day.
I think I like it here.
“Good morning, miss Y/N!”
You had just stepped downstairs, morning light still not quite touching the world, but your shop was full of people.
“I… I’m sorry. The shop’s not open yet. But I’m happy to share my pot of coffee with you if you’re willing to wait on the doughnuts!”
You felt extra grateful that you’d dressed for the day before coming downstairs.
“Thank you dear, but you’ll be coming with us.”
A tall, thin woman moved toward you, a rough scar bisecting her face, and you clenched your fist to stop yourself from recoiling. It was too damn early for someone who looked like a gnarled old witch to break in and threaten you.
Is she threatening me?
“Sorry, uh,” you said awkwardly as you moved behind the counter. “I’ve got a lot of doughnuts to get started for the day.”
“Not today, sweetie,” the witch-like woman said, her reddish nose bobbing as she shook her head.
“I don’t– Did I do something wrong?”
You shrank back against the wall as guards moved against you, gripping your arms.
“Not at all,” the woman nearly shrieked, failing to sound comforting. “In fact, you are being granted the highest of honors. You are about to become part of Big Mom’s family!”
You had been squirming only slightly, not really fighting against the men holding and moving you. But now you slumped, confusion hurting your brain too much to keep steady.
“What do you mean? What’s happening,” you asked, panic building in your throat the closer they got you to the door. 
“You have been chosen to wed the shining star of the Charlotte family. Our strongest warrior, a man whose back has never touched the ground. My perfect big brother, Charlotte Katakuri!”
Your mouth hung open as she continued, her voice manic, louder with each word. She may as well have been speaking another language. 
She pointed a long, twig-like arm at you, and you tried to clear your head to understand.
“You can call me Brulee, sister in law. Tomorrow you will become Charlotte Y/N.” 
You stood, frozen and dizzy.
“Come now, lots to do, sister,” she tutted, snapping her fingers.
“But why? Why me?”
She reared on you, her red nose inches from yours.
“You’re special, of course. You were chosen. And you’d better learn not to question Mama.”
“Please,” you pleaded, twisting against the guard's hold. “I don’t–”
“Don’t question mama! And don’t even think about refusing her.”
The guards tightened their grip, leading you toward the door.
“Wait!”
“Don’t res—”
“Please change the sign! Please let my customers know I’ll be gone, I don’t want them to wait out there for me.”
Brulee frowned at you, but had one of the guards write a note, hanging it on the door.
“Thank you,” you sighed with relief, giving her a grateful smile.
She frowned again.
You didn’t resist, and the guards let you walk freely. You felt the stares of citizens on you, and watched a group of onlookers waving as the ship departed for the main island. 
Whole Cake Island. 
It was incredible. The sounds, the colors, the smells! Excited locals rushing around, as if preparing for something big. 
Like a wedding.
Brulee spent the travel time regaling you with stories of her brother. 
The second son of the Big Mom Pirates. One of the Three Sweet Commanders. The Minister of Flour who governs over your new home, Komugi Island.
“When he was born he stood straight up, and slept on a chair. His back has never touched the ground. He’s never laid down, and never been knocked down either.”
“That sounds tiring,” you muttered under your breath, but she turned, grasping your wrist.
“Not to my brother. He’s more than strong. He’s superhuman. He’s noble, and cool-headed. And you are going to be the perfect wife for my perfect brother. Got it?”
“I-I got it.”
She released your arm, and you tried to fight your nerves, but you couldn’t stop shaking. 
You were led through a massive castle that looked like, or was it a cake? The ceilings were so massive, you had to crane your neck to see them.
Brulee left the guards outside, leading you into a gorgeous bedroom, with an extravagant bathroom, and at least ten servants carrying all sorts of fabrics, powders, shoes, and more. 
You felt like you were in a whirlwind, just staying still and letting these strangers touch you, pamper you, fit the white dress to your body.
Now and then you’d pay attention to what they were saying between their giggles and demands. 
“She’s so lucky.” 
“I wish I could join the family.”
“I wonder if his children will be as perfect as he is?”
Finally, you were freed from their hands. Dinner was brought to your guarded room, and you watched the night fall.
You curled up in the luxurious bed, and sobbed silently. You caught yourself whispering under the blankets, eyes burning as you tried to make sense of it all.
“Dad, I’m sorry. I’m trying to see the good here. But I’m scared. I love this place. I love making people smile. But what if this man… What if my husband is a bad person? What if he’s mean? What if he doesn’t like me?”
Visions of terror filled your mind. If they could kidnap you for this, could they really be good people? This land seems so happy and prosperous, could this marriage be a good thing?
“Is this a miracle, dad? Should I let it happen, and hope for the best?” 
“Will they kill me if I try to run?” 
“I’m scared, dad. I wish you were here.”
Finally, your quiet sobs fell into slow breaths as sleep pulled you under.
Morning arrived, and the servants were buzzing with excitement as they prepared you for the wedding. You felt empty, hollow. They kept pinching your cheeks lightly, trying to wake you up, to convince you to be happy.
All you could manage was a weak smile as you looked at your reflection.
“You look beautiful, sister,” Brulee praised, patting your hand. “It’s almost time.”
She led you to a massive stone room, guiding you to a small bench before leaning over you. 
“Just wait here. It won't be long.”
She left, and you didn't turn to watch her go. You thought about running. There were no guards in this chamber. 
You bit your lip to keep from crying, afraid of what might happen to you if you ruined your makeup.
“Y/N…”
A choked gasp left your throat as you turned, looking for the owner of that deep voice.
Your favorite customer was there, his height looking almost normal in this massive room. He sat along the wall on a giant bench, leaning toward you.
“Oh, hello,” you practically squeaked, throat caught with unshed tears. “What are you doing here? I’m sorry I couldn’t make your order today!”
“Please,” he stopped you, holding out his gloved hands. You blinked at him, noticing that his normally black attire was white, somehow making his hair and tattoos stand out even more.
“What are you…”
“I’m sorry, Y/N. I shouldn’t have let this happen.” 
“Let what happen,” you asked, your mind moving so fast it felt like it was tripping over itself. You stood without meaning to, walking closer.
“You were brought to my island as a gift. For me.”
His dark eyes poured over you as you stood, silently waiting.
“I shouldn’t have told mama that I liked you. I tried to convince her to stop, but there’s no way to stop this without violence now. And I cannot hurt my family.”
Violence? 
Your heart beat in your chest like a bird, wings flapping desperately to escape a cage. 
“Mama is a decisive woman. When she makes her mind up on something, it will happen. I am usually the one to make it happen. Most of my siblings have their marriages arranged. I didn't…”
Regret tinged his voice, and you met his eyes.
“Why me?”
He looked away, sighing as he leaned back against the wall.
“My siblings brought you to my island because they thought I would enjoy your doughnuts. I happened to mention how much I’ve enjoyed your work, and your… company. So Mama has decided that you’ll be joining the family. That you and I will marry. In less than an hour.”
You’d never heard him say so many words at once, and his voice rolled over you while you tried to comprehend everything. Your mouth hung open as you stared at him.
“You must be frightened.”
He shifted on the bench, looking almost uncomfortable before he caught himself. He adjusted the movement, making it look deliberate. But you noticed.
He’s just a person.
“I think having a first date might have been nice,” you teased with a small smile. 
He stared down at you for a long moment, before his brows furrowed.
“You shouldn’t have to marry a monster.” 
“What do you mean,” you questioned, starting to feel lightheaded from everything.
“When we kiss, it will be over…”
“We’ll be married?” 
“No.”
You hadn’t thought his eyes could get any more intense, but they sure did. You stood, still as a statue, waiting for him to explain. 
“There’s something I have to show you.” 
Katakuri unraveled his scarf, slowly revealing the lower half of his face.
Your eyes went wide at the sight of his large mouth, scars stretching from ear to ear. Sharp teeth or fangs jutted out at the edges of his lips. 
Your first thought was that he did look like a monster.
‘You can’t tell somebody’s heart from the outside, sweetheart. Always give people a chance.’
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled, after you stood there too long, thinking of your dad’s voice.
You watched those huge hands start to drape the scarf, looking away from you as he covered his scars.
“Wait,” you commanded, voice almost too loud in the echoing room. You reached up to put your hand on his knee, shoving aside a brief thought about how things would work with his height.
“Will you be kind to me?” 
He paused his movements, face still uncovered. Your whole body rolled with warm shivers as he laid his hand on yours.
“I will be kind to you. And I will protect you.” 
“And you’ll tell me how much you like my doughnuts?”
An almost surprised huff left him, and you were pleasantly shocked to see his wide lips twitch up, a hint of a smile there. 
“I love your doughnuts. They make me very happy.” 
Your toes curled in your shoes as you grinned up at him
“Okay,” you nodded, dread shifting to excitement. “I guess we’re getting married then? Please, promise to be kind.” 
“I promise,” he agreed, head tilted as he looked at you, before wrapping his scarf back around. 
You were practically bouncing on your feet now, and your words came out high and fast.
“So, your name is Katakuri?”
“Yes.”
“Is it true you never lie on your back?”
“We’ll learn a lot of interesting things about each other later,” he promised, voice low as he patted you on the head.
“Right now we have somewhere to be.”
There were so many people. So much food, so many sweets. 
Big Mom was enormous, even taller than Katakuri. All of her children looked so different, so interesting. 
Everyone seemed happy.
I’ll choose to be happy too, dad. I just wish you were here with me.
The ceremony and vows flew by, and luckily you remembered what to say. Then the end arrived, and you realized that you didn’t know what to do.
“I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may start your marriage with a kiss!”
How am I supposed to kiss him?
Your question was answered as his large hand scooped down beside you. Looking into his face, you could have sworn he was smiling by the slight crinkling of his eyes.
A giggle left your lips as you nodded, and you gasped as he grabbed you gently around the waist, lifting you up.
You heard the cheers of his family as he turned away from the crowd, keeping his face from their sight.
“I am sorry, Y/N.”
His whisper made your heart ache for this strange man. He seemed so lonely, even with all of his family looking up to him. 
Maybe neither of us have to be lonely anymore.
You touched a hand to his cheekbone, and he seemed to freeze.
“Don’t be sorry, Katakuri. Let’s just be good to each other.”
You felt a hum move through him before he carefully pulled his scarf down, just enough, just for you.
He’s so big!
That thought hit you again, but you’d already decided. You were already his. You leaned forward, and kissed him between the sharp fangs at the edges of his mouth.
His lips were warm, and soft, and sweet.
You let out a hum of contentment, wiggling slightly in his grasp. He pulled back, covering his face, then he stared at you. 
“Hi,” you said softly, feeling your skin flush as you felt suddenly shy.
“Oh mama, mama,” Big Mom laughed, making him turn to face the party.
“My family is getting bigger and bigger! What a wonderful day. Let’s start with the cake!”
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Katakuri didn’t join in on the fun, sitting on the edge as if keeping watch over his own wedding. Everytime you tried to talk to him, new in-laws would drag you away, light conversations and laughter hogging the day. 
Finally, you were ushered away, waving back at the crowd as your husband joined you. 
Instead of a carriage, you were carried away from your wedding on Katakuri’s shoulder, adjusting the scarf so that it would stay in place. 
A procession of onlookers applauded, calling his name. You even heard your own name once or twice. It felt like the entire island was cheering for you, and you were caught in the chaos of a world you never could have imagined. 
Your mind started racing as the wedding was over, the real world starting to return. A million questions tore through you, and you didn’t know where to start, until one came tumbling out.
“How are we going to sleep if you never lay on your back?”
He let out a sound that could have been a laugh as he kept moving toward your new home. 
“Don’t worry, Y/N. I’ll show you.”
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sweetest mochi man...
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butterfluffy · 2 years
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Hi!! Can you do a beautiful Y/n reader where she meets the One piece characters and then they have their first thoughts of her? Like what are they're first thoughts? I hope you do it!♡ But it's okay if not! :)
“pretty girl”
⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· what would be their reaction to meeting such a pretty girl like you?
⠀⠀➧ unlabeled | various!op × f!reader | headcanons
⠀⠀➧ warnings — none, purely fluff...! mistakes may be present though.. so do ignore them, thanks!
⠀⠀➧ requests are closed until further notice!
⠀⠀꒰ 🍨 ꒱ notes: sorry for the delay! here's your request! i hope you like it, ehe.
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STRAWHATS
meeting you, a pretty girl
monkey d. luffy:
“hey, hello!!”
thinks you're aright, and he wants to be friends with you.
i mean, yeah, you're pretty. but he literally didn't give quite a damn to the most beautiful woman on the seas, who is boa.
though he is quick to turn his head to you when you enter the room.
roronoa zoro:
“ooh, damn.”
low-key thinks you're pretty attractive.
though he doesn't really care much, but he still appreciates your looks.
very subtle about complimenting your beauty, because he doesn't want to be seen being... sweet?
nami:
“shocks! how pretty!”
thinks you're really beautiful.
wants to achieve your level of prettiness, like a real lot.
will ask your skin care routine, hair products, make-ups, etc.
usopp:
“wow.. you're really pretty!”
his jaw will immediately drop upon seeing your beauty.
is also quick to drop a compliment.
will impress you too by his stories that he totally didn't make up.
vinsmoke sanji:
“melloriiineee, ah! how beautiful! is this how the most beautiful woman in the seas looks like!?”
immediately swoons and falls in love with you, i mean, how can he not when you're just so pretty?
turns into your biggest simp.
might actually focus half of his simp attention to you.
nico robin:
“oh? why hello there, pretty miss.”
agrees that you're pretty as hell.
casual and pretty chill with you.
will frequently talk to you about beauty and stuff.
franky:
“ow! what do we have here? well, it's just a suupeeeerr pretty girl!”
amazed by your beauty.
is a mix of robin and usopp—casual, and impresses you all the time.
drops compliments for you frequently.
brook:
“yohohohoho! what a beautiful lady.. may i see your panties?”
says that your beauty is blinding, even though he has no eyes, yohohohoho!
a gentleman and a perv at the same time, there's a no in between.
will play you a song you like if you ever ask him to. won't turn you down at all, bcs why would he do so?
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BOA HANCOCK
meeting you, a pretty girl
“imbecile! how is your beauty on par with mine!!?”
not so amused by you being pretty, so she strucks you her iconic pose as she says what's above.
low-key is amazed by you though, like, you're pretty, and strong! just like her!
will not say it though. she's very prideful.
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PORTGAS D. ACE
meeting you, a pretty girl
“whoah... you're real attractive, miss. wanna date?”
straightforward and says what he think about you.
you caught his eye faster than light.
and yes, he's down to date you.
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CHARLOTTE KATAKURI
meeting you, a pretty girl
“mhm. pretty.”
yeeesss, he thinks you're pretty!
but he doesn't really show or say it, because he can't risk breaking his cool and calm self especially to you.
might ask mama to set up a marriage between you two.
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DONQUIXOTE DOFLAMINGO
meeting you, a pretty girl
“ooohh, hey there, beauty.”
fell for you on the sight.
but great. you caught his attention by your beauty. no escaping him now, haha.
will try everything to make you his.
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SHANKS
meeting you, a pretty girl
“wow! what a beauty!”
gasps and immediately dashes to you, eager to know you.
now you won't be able to shake him off you cuz—you caught his eye.
will follow you around like a dog, being so attatched with you.
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Valentine's Day with One Piece Boys
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W.C:3295    so uhhhhh my hand slipped oops... I took some assumptions here and I changed some things that are common about these characters in Fanfic writing, my brain couldn’t come up with a lot for Law I’m sorry about that, Crocodile and Doffy can be read as pre or post becoming Warlords, some might be OOC but IDK I wrote this in about a day lol (my eyes fingers and back hurt I need to correct my posture lol) sorry if I didn't write for your favorites, have fun and lemme know what you think I love feed back It took two and a half fucking hours to put the gifs in, cause the line thingy where you add stuff only showed at the very bottom so I had to keep editing and dragging shit around, I'm sure I'm doing something wrong, also I had to look up all the gifs here even tho I have tons cause for some reason "something goofed" .... end my suffering also I wrote this on word and then brought it here so if formatting gets weird that's why, even tho I spent hours on making sure everything is good shout out to my inspo who also encouraged me to write it @cinnbar-bun
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Dracule Mihawk, Roronoa Zoro, Portgas D. Ace, Donquixote Doflamingo, Eustass "Captain" Kid, Charlotte Katakuri, Massacre Soldier Killer, Sir Crocodile, Trafalgar Law.
Dracule Mihawk:
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Mihawk and Y/N prefer intimate celebrations for Valentine's Day. They often opt for a quiet evening together at their secluded castle, away from the hustle and bustle of the outside world. 
Despite their stoic exteriors, Mihawk and Y/N are surprisingly sentimental when it comes to expressing their feelings. They exchange handwritten letters on Valentine's Day, pouring their hearts out on paper in a way that words spoken aloud cannot convey. 
Instead of extravagant gestures, Mihawk and Y/N prefer to exchange gifts that hold sentimental value. Mihawk might gift Y/N a rare book on something she likes, while Y/N might give Mihawk a custom-made piece of simple jewelry like a small bracelet she personally crafted for him. 
On Valentine's Day, Mihawk surprises Y/N by offering to cook dinner together. Despite her lack of culinary skills, Y/N appreciates the bonding activity and enjoys spending quality time with him in the kitchen, even if it results in a few culinary mishaps. 
After dinner, Mihawk and Y/N venture out into the castle's courtyard to stargaze. They lie side by side on a blanket, Y/N pointing out constellations and sharing stories about their significance, reveling in the peaceful solitude of the night, Mihawk just listens to her with a small fond smile. 
Throughout the day, Mihawk and Y/N take time to reflect on their journey together, reminiscing about cherished memories and shared experiences that have strengthened their bond over the years. 
As a romantic gesture, Mihawk and Y/N share a midnight dance in the castle's grand ballroom. Lit only by candlelight, they move together in a graceful waltz, lost in the magic of the moment and the timeless beauty of their love.    Going To Sleep Cuddling: Mihawk and Y/N will go to sleep in the end of the day holding each other, Y/N would curl up into his arms, burying her face into his chest while he wraps his arms around her his hand going into her hair to play with the soft strands.  
As Valentine's Day draws to a close, Mihawk and Y/N exchange a few hushed words as they cuddle, reaffirming their commitment to each other and the promise of a future filled with love, laughter, and endless adventures together. 
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Roronoa Zoro:
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Despite his tough exterior, Zoro secretly spends weeks planning the perfect Valentine's Day surprise for Y/N. He meticulously selects a secluded spot on the island they're docked on, where they can enjoy each other's company away from the hustle and bustle of the crew. 
Y/N, appreciative of Zoro's efforts, prepares a special gift for him on Valentine's Day. Knowing his love for swords, she surprises him with a beautifully crafted sheath for one of his blades, personalized with intricate designs that reflect their shared journey together. 
Zoro and Y/N spend Valentine's Day evening taking a leisurely stroll along the shores of the island. With the sound of waves lapping against the shore and the moonlight casting a soft glow, they share quiet moments of intimacy, lost in each other's company. 
During their stroll, Zoro and Y/N encounter a group of wild creatures roaming the island. With their swords drawn, they effortlessly dispatch the beasts, their synchronized movements a testament to their unwavering bond as swordsmen and lovers. 
As the night progresses, Zoro and Y/N build a campfire on the beach, the crackling flames casting flickering shadows around them. They share stories of their past adventures and dreams for the future, their laughter mingling with the sound of the ocean. 
Under the starlit sky, Zoro finally opens up to Y/N, expressing his gratitude for her presence in his life. He admits that he's not good at expressing his feelings, but Y/N's unwavering support and love have changed him for the better. 
Moved by Zoro's vulnerability, Y/N wraps her arms around him, offering him comfort and reassurance. She assures him that their love is enough, and she wouldn't have their Valentine's Day any other way. 
As the night comes to an end, Zoro and Y/N make a promise to each other to continue facing life's challenges together, hand in hand. They vow to cherish every moment and celebrate their love not just on Valentine's Day, but every day. 
As they watch the sun rise on the horizon, Zoro leans in to press a gentle kiss to Y/N's lips, sealing their promise with a silent vow of devotion. In that moment, amidst the beauty of the dawn, they find solace in the certainty of their love for each other. 
As they return to the ship, hand in hand, Zoro and Y/N share a knowing smile, their hearts full of love and gratitude for each other. Though their Valentine's Day was unconventional and filled with unexpected adventures, it was a testament to the strength of their bond and the depth of their love. 
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Portgas D. Ace:
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Y/N wakes up early on Valentine's Day to prepare a special breakfast for Ace. She arranges heart-shaped pancakes and fruit on a tray, leaving a note with a playful message for him to wake up to.  Ace spends weeks leading up to Valentine's Day working on a handmade gift for Y/N. He creates a personalized necklace with a small pendant in the shape of a flame, symbolizing their fiery love and passion. 
Y/N organizes a scavenger hunt around the Moby Dick for Ace. Each clue leads him to a different part of the ship, where he discovers small gifts and love notes hidden by Y/N. 
Ace surprises Y/N with a romantic beach picnic at a secluded cove. They enjoy a delicious meal together as they watch the sunset, the sound of the waves providing a serene backdrop to their intimate celebration. 
As the night falls, Ace and Y/N gather with their friends for a bonfire on the beach. They roast marshmallows, share stories, and cuddle close under a blanket, basking in the warmth of their love and the crackling fire. 
Y/N sets up a telescope on the deck of the Moby Dick, and she and Ace spend the evening stargazing together. They point out constellations, make wishes on shooting stars, and share dreams for their future, Y/N certainly tries to find constellations that match Ace’s freckles.  Ace surprises Y/N with a makeshift dance floor on the deck of the ship. He puts on her favorite song, and they dance together under the moonlight, lost in each other's arms. 
Y/N leaves little love notes for Ace to find throughout the day. Each note expresses her affection and gratitude for having him in her life, reminding him of the depth of her love. 
Ace and Y/N spend the afternoon cooking a special Valentine's Day dinner together in the kitchen. They laugh, tease each other, and steal kisses amidst the preparation, enjoying the simple pleasure of being together. (Marco is on standby with a fire extinguisher) 
As the day comes to a close, Ace and Y/N exchange heartfelt declarations of love. They express their gratitude for each other, promising to cherish and support one another for all the days to come, both of them yelling it at the top of their lungs of the railing of the ship and the crew is so done with them lol 
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Donquixote Doflamingo:
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Doflamingo, despite his intimidating persona, secretly enjoys the sentimentality of Valentine's Day. He's known for surprising Y/N with extravagant gifts, ranging from rare treasures he's acquired during their travels to personalized items he's commissioned just for her. Y/N, in turn, cherishes each gift as a symbol of Doflamingo's affection, even if she's not one for material possessions.  On Valentine's Day, Doflamingo arranges a private, candlelit dinner on the deck of their ship or a secluded spot on the island they're currently exploring. He spares no expense in ensuring the evening is perfect, with gourmet cuisine prepared by their crew's skilled chefs. Y/N appreciates the effort he puts into creating these intimate moments and enjoys the opportunity to spend quality time together away from the chaos of pirate life. 
Instead of focusing solely on lavish gifts and grand gestures, Doflamingo and Y/N often reminisce about their shared adventures and memorable moments throughout the years. They spend Valentine's Day reflecting on the challenges they've overcome together, the laughter they've shared, the tears they’ve shed and the unbreakable bond that has formed between them. 
Despite their often intense and tumultuous journey as pirates, Doflamingo and Y/N also value quiet moments of affection. They may spend Valentine's Day simply enjoying each other's company, whether it's lounging on the deck, stargazing, or taking a leisurely stroll on the beach hand in hand. It's in these peaceful moments that they feel most connected. 
Doflamingo and Y/N have a deep understanding of each other, and Valentine's Day serves as a reminder of the unspoken bond they share. They may not always verbalize their feelings, but their actions speak volumes. Whether it's a knowing glance, a comforting touch, or a gentle smile exchanged between them, they both know that their love is unwavering.
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Eustass "Captain" Kid:
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Despite her tough exterior, Y/N secretly enjoys the romantic gestures she receives on Valentine's Day. Kid, though he may not admit it openly, takes great pleasure in surprising Y/N with small gifts and tokens of affection, leaving them anonymously for her to find.  Kid's idea of a Valentine's Day gift may not be traditional, but it's always heartfelt. He might present Y/N with a custom-made weapon, intricately designed and tailored to her unique fighting style, or a rare treasure he stumbled upon during their travels, symbolizing the adventures they've shared together. 
Y/N, with her artistic flair, expresses her love for Kid through her creations. She might spend weeks crafting a personalized piece of jewelry for him, incorporating elements of his Jolly Roger or symbols that hold significance to their relationship, showcasing her devotion in a tangible form. 
Amidst the chaos of their pirate life, Y/N and Kid cherish the quiet moments they steal away together on Valentine's Day. They might escape to a secluded spot-on deck, watching the stars and sharing stories, finding solace in each other's company amidst the vastness of the sea. 
For Y/N and Kid, Valentine's Day is not just about romantic gestures, but also about embarking on new adventures together. They might set sail to explore uncharted islands, face formidable foes, or discover hidden treasures, strengthening their bond through shared experiences and thrilling escapades. 
Despite their differences, Y/N and Kid's relationship is built on mutual respect and understanding. They may not always see eye to eye, but they know how to support and uplift each other, especially on Valentine's Day, when they take the time to appreciate the unique qualities that make their bond so special. 
Y/N and Kid's Valentine's Day celebrations may not be conventional, but they're uniquely theirs. They might indulge in a feast of their favorite foods, engage in friendly competitions and challenges, or simply enjoy each other's presence, knowing that their love transcends traditional expectations. 
As they spend Valentine's Day together, Y/N and Kid exchange promises for the future. They may vow to stand by each other through thick and thin, to continue exploring the world and facing its challenges together, and to cherish the love they share, knowing that their bond is unbreakable.
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Charlotte Katakuri:
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Despite their tough exteriors, Y/N and Katakuri secretly enjoy showering each other with romantic gestures on Valentine's Day. Y/N surprises Katakuri with handcrafted doughnuts with many flavours, each one meticulously made with love and care. In return, Katakuri presents Y/N with a beautifully crafted box of her favorite sweets, a testament to his thoughtfulness and affection. On Valentine's evening, Y/N and Katakuri escape the chaos of Totto Land for a private dinner date on a secluded beach. They indulge in a feast of their favorite dishes, sharing laughter and intimate conversation under the twinkling stars. As the night deepens, they dance together in the moonlight, their hearts beating in perfect harmony. 
In the days leading up to Valentine's Day, Y/N and Katakuri exchange heartfelt love letters, expressing their deepest emotions and gratitude for each other. Y/N's letters are filled with poetic prose and declarations of undying love, while Katakuri's letters are eloquent and sincere, revealing the depths of his affection for Y/N. 
As a special Valentine's Day surprise, Katakuri whisks Y/N away on a romantic getaway to a secluded island paradise. They spend their days exploring pristine beaches, indulging in couples' massages, and savoring gourmet meals prepared by a private chef. It's a blissful escape from their duties and responsibilities, allowing them to focus solely on each other. 
On Valentine's Day, Y/N and Katakuri reminisce about their favorite moments together, flipping through photo albums filled with snapshots of their adventures. They laugh at candid shots of themselves and smile fondly at pictures of special milestones they've shared. It's a heartwarming reminder of the bond they've built and the memories they've created together, a few of them are pictures taken by Y/N of Katakuri throughout the day, in some of them his scarf is hiding a smile or a blush a reason as to why she took the picture (yes she walks around with a Visual Den Den Mushi.. At least that’s what I think the picture taking ones are called)    Y/N has been joining Katakuri during his Meriendas for years now and same as rumors spread about him meditating and talking to gods of battle during them rumors spread about her as well (I read a fic about this before where Y/N was considered his oracle and it’s an amazing one I’m trying to find it again) what they don’t know is that these two are being very sappy idiots, cuddling sharing kisses and laughs and stealing each other's sweets, especially on this day, the others just think that they’re doing some sort of ritual about devotion to Gods of Battle only lol. 
As the night falls on Valentine's Day, Y/N and Katakuri retreat to a secluded hilltop, where they lay beneath a blanket of stars, hand in hand. They share stories of their hopes and dreams, tracing constellations with their fingers and basking in the quiet beauty of the   night sky. It's a moment of perfect serenity, a reminder of the infinite possibilities that lie ahead for their love.
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Massacre Soldier Killer:
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Despite their tough exteriors, Killer and Y/N secretly enjoy surprising each other with small romantic gestures on Valentine's Day. Y/N might leave a heartfelt note tucked into Killer's pocket, while Killer might craft a makeshift bouquet of flowers from materials he finds on their travels. Valentine's Day is a rare opportunity for Killer and Y/N to spend some quality time together away from the chaos of pirate life. They might steal away to a secluded spot on the ship or find a quiet beach where they can enjoy each other's company without interruptions. 
Killer and Y/N reminisce about their favorite moments together, cherishing the memories they've created during their time as partners in crime. They might exchange stories about their most memorable adventures or laugh about the mishaps they've encountered along the way. 
Despite their limited resources as pirates, Killer and Y/N find creative ways to exchange gifts on Valentine's Day. Y/N might fashion a piece of jewelry from shells she finds on the beach, while Killer might carve a wooden trinket with his expert craftsmanship. 
Killer surprises Y/N with a romantic candlelit dinner, showcasing his culinary skills with a delicious meal cooked from scratch. Y/N, in turn, appreciates the effort and thoughtfulness behind the gesture, and they enjoy a quiet evening together under the stars. While they may not always express their emotions openly, Killer and Y/N show their love and affection for each other in subtle ways. A gentle touch, a lingering glance, or a reassuring smile speaks volumes in the language of their relationship. 
Valentine's Day serves as a reminder of the unbreakable bond between Killer and Y/N. They reaffirm their commitment to each other, promising to stand by each other's side through thick and thin, no matter what challenges may come their way. 
As they bask in the warmth of each other's love on Valentine's Day, Killer and Y/N discuss their hopes and dreams for the future. They envision a life together filled with adventure, laughter, and unwavering support, knowing that as long as they have each other, anything is possible. 
Overall, Valentine's Day is a special occasion for Killer and Y/N to celebrate their love and appreciation for each other, strengthening the bond that binds them together as partners in both love and piracy.
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Sir Crocodile:
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Crocodile and Y/N aren't ones for grand gestures, so their Valentine's Day celebration tends to be understated. They prefer spending quality time together rather than getting caught up in the commercial aspects of the holiday.  Crocodile surprises Y/N by preparing a simple but delicious meal for them to share. Despite his gruff exterior, Crocodile has a surprisingly deft hand in the kitchen, and Y/N is touched by the effort he puts into making the evening special. 
Instead of extravagant gifts, Crocodile and Y/N exchange meaningful tokens of their affection. Y/N gives Crocodile a handmade leather-bound journal, knowing how much he values knowledge and planning. In return, Crocodile presents Y/N with a rare seashell he found during one of their adventures, a symbol of their shared experiences. 
After dinner, Crocodile and Y/N enjoy a quiet evening together, lounging on the deck of their ship and gazing up at the stars. They talk about their hopes and dreams for the future, reveling in the simplicity of each other's company. 
Despite their tough exteriors, Crocodile and Y/N share a passion for Planning and Conquest. They spend the evening poring over maps and planning their next expedition, excited about the possibilities that lie ahead.  While they may not be overly demonstrative, Crocodile and Y/N show their love for each other in small, subtle ways. A gentle touch, a knowing glance, or a shared smile speaks volumes about the depth of their bond.   As the night draws to a close, Crocodile and Y/N express their gratitude for each other, acknowledging the strength and support they provide in each other's lives. They may not say "I love you" in so many words, but their actions speak louder than any declaration of affection ever could.
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Trafalgar Law:
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Y/N is bubbling with excitement as Valentine's Day approaches, eager to celebrate the occasion with Law despite his usual reservations about the holiday. She takes the lead in planning the day, organizing a romantic dinner aboard the Polar Tang complete with candles, rose petals, and Law's favorite dishes. Law, although initially hesitant about the festivities, appreciates Y/N's enthusiasm and decides to go along with her plans, wanting to make her happy. He surprises Y/N with small but meaningful gifts throughout the day, such as a locket containing a picture of the two of them together or a handwritten note expressing his love and gratitude. Y/N showers Law with affection, peppering him with kisses and hugs as they spend quality time together, enjoying each other's company in the privacy of their quarters. They share stories and reminisce about their favorite memories together, laughing and smiling as they bask in the warmth of their love. Law surprises Y/N with a heartfelt gesture, such as letting her cuddle with him instead of working or giving her a massage to help her relax and unwind. They exchange promises of love and commitment, reaffirming their bond and promising to stand by each other through thick and thin. As the day comes to a close, Law and Y/N cuddle up together under a blanket, content in each other's arms and grateful for the love they share. 
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iwritesometimes-sorta · 4 months
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"Stop being a fuckin' brat" He grunts his hand slapping your ass roughly as his hips thrust rapidly, cock so deep inside you it feels like he's rearranging your guts. A veiny hand grabs your hair wrapping it in a ponytail and yanking your head back, a moan leaving you as your forced into a deep arch making you feel him even deeper than before. "If you weren't such a fucking bitch tonight I wouldn't have had to punish you. Now be a good fuckin' girl and don't take your eyes off me while I fuck you" Your eyes roll back as he keeps slamming his cock into you before another harsh slap lands on your already reddened ass cheecks "I said watch" he growls out. A gasp leaves your lips your eyes connecting with his in the mirror as you watch him ruin you, your fucked out face turns him on so much the way your eyes could barely focus salivia dripping out of your mouth and down your chin. You keep your eyes focused on him, he looks breathtaking sweat coating his skin his hair pushed back cheeks tinged with red. You let out a loud moan a pressure building in your belly, and he can feel it a savage smirk appears on his lips and you know you're in for it. "Don't you cum until I say so, got it?" You want to answer, you want to be a good girl for him but every time his hips connect with you it knocks the breath right out of your lungs. A stinging sensation lands on your cheek "Answer me princess I need to hear you say it" his movements stopped waiting for your answer and its like cold water was thrown on you "Y-y-yes Daddy, please, please, please dont stop". He grins down meanly at you loving the way you beg "thats better" his hips start up again at a punishing pace and you can't stop the moans and gasps leaving you. The pressure in your core is building rapidly and you can feel the cord in you ready to snap "please daddy please let me cum, need it" if you didn't think he could look any better you'd be wrong. His eyes light up his grin just as mean as before his teeth flashing white in the low lighting, as he looks down at you and speaks the worst words you've ever heard. "Absolutely not" your eyes water, tears spilling out as you begin to babble, apologizing for how you acted tonight and begging and pleading to cum. His hips don't stop as he laughs he can feel his end coming, his hips stuttering as he finally stills pelvis flush against your ass. His cum paints your walls white, he leans over to whisper in your ear "You aren't cumming tonight this is your punishment brat"
Sukuna, Geto,Toji, Nanami, Bakugo, Aizawa,Dabi,Rappa,Zoro, Law, Benn Beckman, Smoker, Katakuri,Kishibe, Aki, Kenpachi, Urahara, Grimmjow, Aizen and anyone else you can think of
I have such Sukuna brainrot right now that was who I had in mind writing this
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melodymay-k1tty · 7 months
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CHARLOTTE KATAKURI BF HEADCANONS
What would dating Katakuri be like?
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A/N: I'm currently on Whole Cake, so I decided to take the opportunity to make a Katakuri Boyfriend Headcanons (well, I WAS on Whole Cake when I started editing this, but now I'm on Wano lmao).
🍩 Katakuri-sama! He gives you a beautiful bouquet of flowers and says “No need to thank me or say this is beautiful. And don't you dare say you don't deserve it”. Oh sure, he can see the future with his powerful Kenbunshoku Haki.
🍩 Katakuri-sama! He usually says he loves everything you do just to please you and see your beautiful smile. If you cook and it tastes terrible, he'll eat it all and say he loved it (and ask for more). If you sing horribly, he will ask you to continue, as your voice is like a sweet melody to his ears. And so on, things will be.
🍩 Katakuri-sama! Snack time is a sacred time for Katakuri. He usually does it in his own sanctuary and only you have access to that place at that time. You are the only one who can disturb him in his most helpless and important moment.
🍩 Katakuri-sama! You were the only one who accepted him even with his secret “monstrous” appearance (besides his sister, of course, Brûlée). Because of that, Katakuri might not always make it so clear, but he's scared to death of losing you. You are the treasure of his life and the most important thing of all, even more than his status or reward.
🍩 Katakuri-sama! In public, he doesn't tend to show you much affection. But when the two of you are alone, he strokes your hair, kisses your forehead, and holds you warmly. He can be very cute and affectionate when he's away from the toxic world he lives in.
🍩 Katakuri-sama! He likes it when you sleep on top of him, or in his embrace. It makes him feel like he's protecting you at all times.
🍩 Katakuri-sama! He's comfortable with you, and because of that, you're the only one who can see his face. Of course, you never miss a chance to compliment him on how beautiful his face is, which always makes him flustered and flushed. It's really sweet to see him in this state so helpless and different from what he shows the rest of the world. He is your Katakuri, just yours.
A/N: That's it for today! And soon I will have news, I hope you like it🩷💖💗💞💓
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hunn1e-bunn1e · 1 year
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Katakuri; The Most Adorable Husband...
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If only... ಥ_ಥ
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Haaah~ Katakuri... He loves doughnuts, he's tall, muscular, strong, and cute... and he's a mama's boy! What's not to love?
I dunno what it is about him; he's just so adorable to me. I just wanna sit on his lap so I can pepper kisses on his nose and cheeks and watch how his face heats up in embarrassment and steam bursts from his ears.
I myself know have to bake a variety of pastries irl, so I'd love to make him something. Maybe some peach or cherry turnovers, a salted caramel cheesecake, or some cinnamon sugar dusted beignets.
But of course I'd make him some doughnuts, they are his favorites after all. But I'd try to sneak some savory pastries in there as well probably with ingredients like candied or honey glazed ham with vegetables and whatnot.
Only if he's comfortable would I like him to let me feed him during his merienda. I was wanna hear him gush about how good my food is while his cheeks are fat like a chipmunk. He's just so precious!
I wanna lay on his chest when he's done eating and wipe his mouth and cheeks free of any leftover crumbs or frosting. Or maybe even lick it off and see him become flustered all over again.
When he's done with all his duties for today I'd let him lay his head on my thighs and run my fingers through his hair or across his cute fangs. Whispering how handsome and hard working he is and how much he means to me.
Haaah~ that'd be the life wouldn't it? Katakuri why do you have to be fictional!!! (╥﹏╥)
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Fun fact! Katakuri is a type of lily (its also called the asian fawnlily) that is native to Japan and is used as the traditional basis of katakuri-ko, which is a powdered starch used in cooking; the starch itself is made from finely ground lily bulbs. This is what I think of instead of dog tooth.
Below is the lily in question \/
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sabo-has-my-heart · 9 months
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Open request?! Here I go!
Could I perhaps have a Katakuri x reader where Katakuri thinks back on how they first met? She, a Baker,having her own cafe, heard just praise about her baked goods and walks in, staff and guest intimidated and she cames out greeting him like normal, a big smile and happiness in her voice, not one pinch of fear of him, talking merrily?
And then he smiles fondly at the memory, seeing her as she walks to him on their anniversary, few years later? 🥰🥰
Just had that in my head. Found it sweet fluffy fluff
So this is actually pretty fluffy... enjoy!
Warnings: shameless flirting
Word Count: 1030
     Glancing down at the box of pastries you’d left for him, Katakuri couldn’t help but smile behind his signature scarf. You always made sure to leave him a small treat for when he got home. Nothing big, but something that he could enjoy between lunch and his merienda, two or three ‘small’ donuts. Always with some sort of sweet message or cute decorations. Today’s message made his smile wider than usual. He’d have to do something particularly special for you today. How many years had it been now? Since the day he’d first met you? Since the day you first smiled at him.
     Katakuri had been considered one of the strongest, most intimidating people in all of Totto. A man shrouded in fantastic tales and rumors, a man capable of things most people could only dream of, a man who nobody truly knew. It hadn’t even been that long since he’d put on the scarf and hidden his face, yet nobody had said a thing about this mouth, as if nobody remembered, despite how it hadn’t been that long. It had been, what, 10 years since then? Since his sister had been hurt. People feared him greatly now, enough to stay away from his family. Walking down the street, he headed for a nearby cafe. He’d heard a lot about this place lately, how good it was, how kind the owner was, not a bad thing to be said. So he’d decided to try it, decided to see what the talk was about. Stepping inside, he watched as people looked up and immediately began to slowly scoot away in fear of the tall man. He didn’t care though, this was about normal for him. People were so afraid that they didn’t dare approach him unless necessary. Walking up to the counter, he glanced at the small sign ‘ring bell for service’. Were you understaffed or something? Internally shrugging to himself, he gently pressed down on the bell, the ring sounding throughout the store. It was just a couple of seconds later that you appeared from the back, hair pulled back, cheek covered in flower, a cute apron on, and wiping your hands on a towel, clearly removing small remains of dough. The man was taller than you, that much was obvious, but you didn’t mind, you’d seen all sorts of people since reaching Totto Land. glancing up at him, you smiled, a gesture that bewildered the man. 
     “Greetings, sorry for keeping you waiting, what can I get for you?” you asked, looking up at him with, quite possibly one of the biggest smiles he’d ever seen. Did… did you have no fear of him? Were you not intimidated by the tall man with a harsh look in his eyes? Still, looking into your eyes, he only saw sincerity and happiness as you waited for him. After a moment, Katakuri looked down at your selection sitting in the case.
     “A dozen donuts, mixed set.” he said simply, watching you bounce over to the case, quickly and easily putting a dozen donuts in the box. Setting it on a table behind the counter, you grabbed a small bag of frosting, swiftly adding something before closing the box and spinning around, setting it in front of him. 
     “As a new customer, I’m giving you the ‘new customer’ 50% discount!” you said with a friendly wink before leaning in a little, “And the cute guy 25% discount.” you added with a wink, bringing an immediate blush to his cheeks. Katakuri quickly handed you the money before taking the box and leaving. Almost as soon as he was out of the store, he opened the box, curious as to what you’d put on the donuts. A little smiley face was drawn on one while ‘Have a spectacular day’ was written across the others in red frosting. He could see why people talked so much about the wonderful, sweet owner. Now it was time to see if the pastries themselves were as good as he’d heard. 
     They were better. They were so much better than he’d expected. Enough so that he immediately wanted to hire you as one of the chateau chefs! Personally making his donuts every day for him, your delicious treats all for him. That night he’d walked in close to closing time. He didn’t ask, he said that you’d be joining the chateau chefs, that you would be working there. You giggled at him before shaking your head.
     “I can’t do that. I have a wonderful bakery here that I started with my own two hands. I won’t give it up for anything! This bakery is my treasure and I won’t let anyone take it from me. But I tell you what, you can come by any time, as one of the children of Big Mom, I’m sure you’ll have no problem affording my selection.” you said, shooing him out before exiting the building yourself and locking the door. It was closing time and you had to clean up. Looking at him through the window door, you smiled at him. Another genuine, happy smile.
     “Come back tomorrow, handsome, I’ll save a special batch for you.” you said through the door before starting to clean up. As much as he wanted to just kidnap you, he’d respected your wishes and let you be. 
     It had been the best decision of his life. Visiting the bakery, visiting you daily, eventually asking you out. You were always so kind and cheerful, always so sweet, he couldn't help but fall for you. Glancing back down at the donuts, he picked up the one that said ‘happy’ leaving the ‘anniversary’ donut for last. He already had something planned, but somehow, in the wake of your precious gift for him, it didn’t feel like enough. Nothing was ever enough when it came to you. He could give you the world and it still wouldn’t feel like he’d given you the best gift possible. Especially when you’d given him the best possible gift, your acceptance and love, despite his appearance, though you often said ‘including’ his appearance, insinuating that you weren’t at all disturbed by his mouth. He really couldn’t wait until tonight.
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𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 ♡ ᴅᴀʏ 3 ➡ ʟᴀᴄᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ 𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐒 & 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐊 .nsfw 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐟! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍: 𝚘𝚖𝚐! 𝚒’𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝟹: 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚒! 𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠/ 𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜. 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚔? 𝚘𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 <𝟹 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒! 𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛! 𝐓𝐰: 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠. 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢. 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔. 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝐰𝐜: 760 .𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
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A merienda starts, there are sweets all over the table, but the sweetest treat for him, it’s you.
Sitting on his lap, Katakuri enjoys your presence way more than anyone could think. What he usually did alone, he does it with you now. His huge hands slowly peel your clothes off, you are so tempting to him. The way your belly invites him to squeeze, the way your shorts carve marks and lets the perfect amount of skin of your thighs protrude.
He makes you slightly hump over his leg, making your breasts to jiggle as he moves his leg. Up and down, and so swollen they are. It’s a little painful, you are full just for him… He doesn’t really like tea to accompany his donuts, but rather, sweet, really sweet and warm milk.
The first bite of a sugary treat invades his mouth, while he uses his free hand to pinch your leg with loving admiration for your body. Katakuri offers you some of his donut, its filling stains the commissure of your lips. Place he licks, and with sharp fangs he grazes.
You squirm underneath him, as his hand has now reached your core. He spreads your legs just enough to have better access. Soaking wet, you announce your lover you want him so bad. Kata smiles, he is so pleased, this is heaven to him. To him, and to you.
The tip of his fingers go up and down your sex, still over your shorts, but strong enough for your clit to feel it right. You whimper, still humping on his leg, rounding your arms around his neck, biting your lips. “What is it, honey? You like this?” he asks, this time sliding his hand in between your clothes and your nudity.
You flinch to his touch, he has reached your folds, making space for his fingers as he spreads them. “Y-yes, I – I like them, Kata” you purr, in between panting. “Good, good girl” he says, penetrating your entrance with his middle finger.
A moan is ripped from the inside of your heart, you trying to close your legs as an unconscious reflex; him forbidding you to do so. “No, no… allow me to, please” the commander playfully and perversely says, while biting your neck.  
His neck kisses go down, down until your inflamed bust. “I think I’m getting thirsty…” he whispers, using his free hand to slightly squeeze one of your boobs. A light pressure is enough for a white drop to burst from your nipple; a drop that follows the curvature of your breast, making you shiver, making you a slave for more. You need release, and you need his sharp teeth sucking on them, getting your products all out of you.
“I’m bursting, Kata… please, suck it all out” you beg, as both nipples are dripping now. “I’m making sure my merienda drink it’s perfectly ready” he mumbles back, pinching you. You throw your head back, his fingering plus what he is doing to your upper part it’s too much for you to handle.
When he finally attacks, satisfied with your torture, Katakuri bites your left nipple. It makes you wanna scream at the top of your lungs with pleasure. And of course, you do. He giggles with your breast in his mouth, enjoying your desperate whining.
He begins to suck shortly after, relieving the pressure you were feeling but replacing such sensation with a million stings of pure pleasure. “Ah…more” you barely can express yourself. His thumb hasn’t abandoned your clit while he feeds himself from you.
Your white liquid overflowing from the sides of his mouth, but even though, he swallows most of it. Raptured by the taste, by the unstoppable flow, by your moans. “It’s so sweet, so perfectly sweet” he mutters. Kata closes his eyes while sucking, sucking so hard to drain you until your last drop. He is so blessed to have you.
You begin to fall in the traps of ecstasy; there is no coming back. Orgasm approaching, him sucking you dry while masturbating you just, and exactly, as you like. “I’m gonna…cum” you cry, informing him about his great work. “Come for me, my love… every time you do, you-“ he says, stopping just to hear the symphony of your climax.
The pressure is so high, it makes you burst, staining your shorts but also Katakuri’s face with your milk. He feels like he has been blessed, he enjoys the white drops that fall to his mouth…
“Delicious, so delicious. You are so delicious, (Name)”  
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sexydoffyman · 8 months
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Could you pls do Katakuri reacting to their needy fem!s/o wanting his attention ?
Pls make it as long and spicy as u can 🥵
BEGGING
genre: smut
word count: 551
A/N: DANG I don't think I'm capable of writing this so that it's not shit, but I'll let you judge that one! 🦆
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"Please~" You looked at your husband with pleading eyes. "Please, darling, let's do something..." You were speaking to him in a pleading tone. He didn't feel like doing anything.
Katakuri was reading a book that he took a liking to recently. He didn't want to do anything sexual. He wouldn't even think that you wanted to do anything sexual. At first, he just thought that you wanted to play some board games or cuddle for a while.
He soon realized that you were thinking about playing some other games. You had some cuffs in your hand, thinking about trying something new. You were thinking about it for some time now. You really wanted to know how would it feel if your husband would take a more dominant role.
Today you were thinking about it more than any other day, and you just couldn't hold yourself together. And there you were. Pleading like a dog wanting to be pet. You wanted him to do stuff to you, and you begged him to actually try something.
And that's how you ended up shaking with overstimulation. You were on your back with small tears running down your rosy red cheeks. Katakuri was hovering above you. His chest brushing against your breasts. Your legs on his hips hugging his waist. Katakuri, sucking on your soft skin.
"Katakuri please... let me..." You were cut off by one of his rough thrusts. He wasn't going easy on you. He was pushing your limits. And you loved that.
"You asked for it, honey..." You whined at his answer. Your legs were shanking from almost seeing the stars for the fifth time. He wouldn't let you tho. He would grind against your clit every time he thrusted into you. And every time you got a little bit more desperate.
Desperate for his touch. Desperate for him to make you shake even harder. You wanted him to mess you up. You begged for him to keep grinding himself against you. You looked at him again with that pleading look.
But Katakuri wouldn't let you off the hook that easily.
Of course, he was using future sight, and every time he saw you have an orgasm, he stopped grinding himself. He just adjusted his angle and kept mercilessly fucking your brains out.
You begged him. You asked nicely... just like a good girl. But he didn't budge. He was enjoying the way you pleaded. He liked how he controlled the way you moved. He liked that he was in control of your orgasm.
You looked at him one more time. An idea came to his mind. He glanced at you. "Beg more sweetheart" You heard him say with a soft tone. A sign of sympathy that would be caressing your heart if it wasn't fake. He just wanted to see you messed up.
You begged and pleaded. He looked at you and smirked. "I guess you learned..." He said as he finally started to grind against you again.
You were filled with pleasure in an instant. You let him take charge. You let him humiliate you.
You felt the knot in your stomach snap as even he filled you up from the pure intensity. He pulled out of you, looking at you softly. "I don't need handcuffs to hold you down."
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xkotaro16o · 1 year
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On another note, after the spam, I HAVE A REQUEST, you didn’t expect it right? (¬‿¬ )
I wanted to ask if you could do some headcannons with Zoro and someone you want about how they would treat a s/o who is afraid of s€x because it’s her/their first time, how they would react and how they would feel
Thank you so much!!!
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—𝙾𝙿 𝙼𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙶𝙽!𝚂/𝙾 𝚠𝚑𝚘'𝚜 𝙰𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚎𝚡 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎—
Summary: Headcanons where a few OP men with GN!S/O who’s afraid of having sex because it’s their first time. What are the men’s reactions and feels?
Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x GN!S/O, Charlotte Katakuri x GN!SO, Vinsmoke Sanji x GN!S/O, Eustass Kid x GN!S/O.
CW: N/SFW, slight cursing, virginity lost, grammatical error, OOC.
A/N: IT’S OK EHEHEHE (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡ My req was open so it’s ok ehe (๑ > ᴗ < ๑) OHO THIS IS VERY INTERESTING AMWSJABWGJAHEJGAHBWGJB ( ๑ ˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ♡ Also, another anon sent the same req ehe- THX A LOT 4 THE REQ & I HOPE U LIKE THIS EHEHEHE ૮₍´。ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ。`₎ა
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—𝚁𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚊 ��𝚘𝚛𝚘—
Your first time with Zoro? Actually he’s nervous and shy as well, it’ll be his first time too. Knowing that you’re afraid because it’s your first time, he’ll understand you because there’ll be pain.
This man will do it slowly and try not to hurt you, treat you like a fragile human or thing. He knows you’re afraid especially his size is unbelievable, and so he reassures you.
He tells you if you want him to stop or if it’s too hurt, he can stop immediately. Even though he’s nervous too, it’s definitely his first time as well. Whisper you to make you calm.
Relax, S/O. It’s his first time as well! You can tell him to stop if you want to and he’ll reassure you as well. So everything will be just fine! He’s a softie for you, only for you.
“Hey, we can stop if you want to, babe...”
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—𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚒— 
Oh, honey, Katakuri is a gentleman. Another virgin man as well, it’s his first time too, don’t worry! He knows it’ll hurt, especially his size is... Incredible. You do know how big he is, right?
The Sweet Commander KNOWS how big he is and realizes that you’re... Afraid that it’ll fit or not. Rest assure! He’s a very soft and sweet lover, that means he’ll do it softly and slowly.
He keeps looking in your eyes, making sure that you’re fine and he doesn’t hurt you at all. Kiss your tears away and whisper sweet words to your ear.
S/O, this man is such a sweet and gentleman one. Your Sweet Commander will try his best to make your first time (and his) romantic and sweet. Also, he’ll try his best to reassure you!
“Sweetheart, does it hurt? Tell me if it does...”
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—𝚅𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒— 
Oh my, Mr. Prince is the same as Katakuri, BUT he’s much more vocal than the Sweet Commander, that means he reassures you and whispers more sweet words. He DOES KNOW how to reassure you.
This pervert cook can flirt with every kind of women, but hey, this’s his first time as well, dear. Well, he does know that’ll hurt for the first time for you, so he’ll make sure if you’re alright with this or no.
After every moves he makes, he’ll ask you if you’re fine or no. You can’t blame him if he asks you too much, he’s worried if he’ll hurt you. He touches you softly and gently, making sure you’re alright.
Mr. Prince is such a sweet gentleman, right? You’re very lucky to have him as your lover, S/O! You don’t need to worry and afraid of having your first time with him, because he knows the best what to do.
“Love... Hey, it’s alright... Look at me, honey... Does it feel good? Listen, it’ll be just fine...”
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—𝙴𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝙺𝚒𝚍—
Oh, this man... Is this even his first time? No, definitely not. Kid isn’t a virgin anymore. Damn, he smirks when you tell him it’ll be your first time and he’s the one who’ll be taking your virginity. Freaking amazing.
Listen, not only that he’s a rough person, his size is also a problem. It does make sense why you’re afraid to have your first time with him. He TRIES to be as gentle as he can. He DID become softer...
He also tries his best not to lose control. He is... A little bit or more clueless on how to reassure you (because it boosts his ego when you know how big he is). He’s just clueless to reassure you with words, and so he does it through his actions.
Tulip head tries his best not to hurt you as well, S/O. Are you going to be just fine afterwards? Because Kid restrains himself. It’s still hurt for you but hey, who would’ve thought that Eustass ‘Captain’ Kid becomes soft because of you?
“Shit- Babe, it’ll hurt a lil’ bit. Can you take it?”
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Sweet Abduction ~ Part 3 ~ End
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I absolutely adored this request, and you can click here for Part 1 and Part 2. I was nervous about trying my hand at some smut with this lovely 16.5 ft (509 cm) tall man, but y'all overwhelmingly voted for a smutty ending, so I did my best. I hope you enjoy this sweet conclusion! 💜🍩
Pairings: Katakuri x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 3781
Ao3 Link
Summary: You and your new husband get to know each other, and what makes the other feel good. Maybe this abduction was a miracle after all.
Rating/Warnings: Explicit Sexual Content, 18+, MDNI, AFAB!Reader, She/Her Pronouns for Reader, Reader-Insert, Fluff, Smut, Light Angst, Grief, (reader's dad has passed and she thinks about him a lot), Arranged Marriage, Forced Marriage, Vaginal Fingering, Blow Jobs, Spit, Comeplay, Size Kink, Human/Monster Romance, He's freaking 16 ft tall, Reader is too sweet for this world
A/N: I love these two so much, they deserve all the sweetness in the world! 🥰
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Every slow, steady step of the man who carried you sent your heart beating faster.
Your husband held you against his massive chest, the moment you were waiting for fast approaching. Your lungs didn’t quite know what to do now that it was so close. 
“Do you have a map? I think I’ll get lost in here on my own.”
Katakuri’s soft chuckle felt so soothing through his warm skin.
“I’ll have one drawn up for you. There’s also some vehicles that you can use to traverse it quickly, and tomorrow the staff will return, so you can always ask for their assistance.”
“Staff,” you chirped, once again feeling out of place.
“Yes. I dismissed them for the evening so that we… I thought we should be alone on our wedding night.”
He couldn’t see your shy smile as you bit your lip, but you were sure he felt the bob of your head as you tapped it against his chest. 
“Here we are,” he announced, opening a door made for someone his size.
“How do I open the door?”
Katakuri apologized, clearing his throat as he set you down. You had never met anyone so calm and polite, and you had no idea why it should make your skin flush the way it does.
Beside the door he’d opened was one your size, and you bit the inside of your lip to hold in laughter. 
It’s like a pet door.
The image of your door, so tiny next to his, reminded you of those little doors for dogs and cats.
It didn’t seem right to make that sort of comment on your wedding night when you didn’t know how he’d react, so you bounced on your toes, trying to think of anything else.
He led you inside an immense suite that hardly seemed different than all the walkways and rooms you’d already passed. 
Except for a corner of the room that had been decorated as an extravagant bedroom for you, your furniture looking adorable amidst all the space. 
“Where’s your bed?”
Reaching to touch his knee as you surveyed the room, the only furniture you saw of his size was a desk and chair. 
“I never lay on my back.”
“Katakuri,” you hissed, poking his leg, “Please tell me we don’t have to keep up the lie in our own bedroom?” 
“I’m sorry, Y/N,” he said softly, kneeling to see you closer, “the staff enter this room occasionally, and I can’t risk it.”
A pout formed on your face from the disappointment, but he only smiled, bringing his finger to his lips as if shushing you.
That finger stretched, and your eyes went wide as the tip of it formed into a key.
He stood against a blank wall and pressed a brick as if it were a button. The wall slid away to reveal a large door, which he unlocked with that mochi key, offering his hand to carry you inside. 
“This secret really is precious to you,” you giggled, listening to the wall slide back into place after he locked you in with him.
“It is.”
Your laughter halted as he set you down on the edge of the bed. 
“Don’t worry,” you promised, gripping the soft blankets as he sat on the floor in front of you. “You’re my family now. I’ll protect your secret.”
“I know,” he said, the trust in his deep voice making you smile.
The small smile on his wide lips brought that fluttery feeling back, and you dangled your feet off the side of the bed. The bed was only a little taller than you were, so hopping onto it yourself would be like jumping a fence.
Falling off of it in the dark would still hurt.
Meeting his crimson eyes, your skin flushed again as you realized how distracted your mind was. How nervous you were. How he sat so patiently, his silence always peaceful instead of awkward. 
“Y/N, we don’t ha–”
“Katakuri, can you–”
“Sorry,” he cleared his throat as you gave a small laugh, “you go first.”
Your voice came out high as you tried not to squirm. 
“Can you kiss me again?”
This time his silence held more than peace. His brows tensed just slightly, looking at you as if he didn’t understand. 
But he came to you. 
One of those strong, warm hands stroked your hair, pressing lightly against your back. As he moved in, you couldn’t believe how a man so sweet could have such sharp and dangerous teeth. 
I know he won’t hurt me. 
The thought made you sigh with contentment, and you pressed your lips against his larger ones, minding the tusk-like fangs on either side. 
“Wait,” you breathed against him before pulling yourself up to kneel on the bed.
Those eyes were even more gorgeous up close, and you smiled at him before tracing your fingers along his jaw. 
The way he’d reacted when you kissed his neck earlier made you want to kiss him more, so you did.
His hand on your back tensed when you laid your lips along his scars, but you whispered ‘wait,’ and he let you keep going. Keep touching and kissing his beautiful face until you heard, and felt, a satisfied hum move through him. 
“This feels good?”
“It does. What feels good for you?”
Shyness hit you again, and you bought time by taking off your shoes and tossing them as far as you could, bringing what seemed to be another rare smile to those wide lips. 
You hoped that smile wouldn’t be rare with you.
“I like when you touch me,” you started, fighting to keep eye contact as the hand at your back moved softly against your hair and shoulders. “I like when you hold me. I like feeling you.”
“Will you tell me if you don’t like something, or want to stop?”
“Of course,” you agreed, grabbing his wrist, “will you keep telling me what you like?”
“Let’s agree to do both,” he said, both of you nodding as he pulled his hand away. 
“If you’re comfortable, Y/N,” he started, his deep eyes pouring over you, “I would love to see you. All of you.”
“Oh.”
Blood rushed to your face, your cheeks, the tips of your ears, but you climbed away from the edge to stand on the bed. 
After a moment of struggle, you couldn’t help the laughter that bubbled up.
“What’s wrong?”
“I don’t think I can take it off myself,” you gasped with laughter, turning to show him the complicated lacing that a team of servants had done up for you.
“May I help,” he chuckled softly, bringing his fingers to your wedding dress when you agreed.
Just those fingers running along your spine, pulling and tugging at your dress, was enough, bringing more delightful chills across your skin.
“Hmm…”
“What,” you asked, voice breathy.
“Would you be opposed to me tearing the lacing open? I don’t believe I can untie this without harming you or the dress.”
“I don’t mind! I didn’t even pick it out,” you laughed.
“I’m sorry–”
“Oh, don’t be sorry, Katakuri. I’m happy we’re here together now,” you turned to smile at his guilt ridden face. “Please get this thing off of me, husband.”
Seeing guilt replaced with satisfaction at your words made you want to keep doing that. Keep making your sweet, frightening partner look happy. 
“Will you trust me?”
You agreed, then followed as he guided you into his hand, leaning over to bare your back to him.
“Please stay still, Y/N.”
A breath held in your body as he brought you close to his face. He never touched your skin, but you felt the laces snap and loosen, and knew he’d cut them with his teeth. 
So sharp. 
He set you on your feet, and you held your dress up as the back fell. Katakuri opened and closed his mouth, and you realized that you could both talk awkwardly through the whole night if one of you didn’t push through.
You let that heavy, decadent fabric fall down your skin, giggling a little as you had to shimmy it down your hips. You hopped out of the circle of fabric, and tried not to cover yourself with your as you stood in lingerie. 
What do I do with my hands?
Katakuri’s eyes were so intense, as if you could feel them on you. Instead of squirming, you surprised yourself, stripping the lingerie until nothing but skin remained.
He took a deep breath, and sighed, tilting his head toward you.
“You are gorgeous, Y/N. I thought so the moment we met.”
“Same to you,” you teased, deciding to sit back down to fight off the urge to hide.
He removed his white boots and vest while you watched. You bit your lip not to laugh at how cute it was that he’d kept his frightening spikes and buckles, and just made everything white. Sitting in front of you again, his smile seemed stronger, as if he was starting to believe it was alright to show it. 
“I would like to make you feel good. Can I try?”
“Yes, please,” you breathed, hands shaking with nerves as Katakuri bunched up the blanket behind you like a pillow. He leaned over you, that soft press of lips against yours before he hovered over your chest, eyes darker now. 
“Please tell me if this is alright,” he checked in, humming quietly as you nodded.
The touch of his breath on your skin was already amazing, breathing over your chest, your stomach, your legs. His hands brought a gasp to your throat, arching your back as he traced fingers all over you, until your skin was tingling.
“That feels so good.”
Your praise was like an invitation, and soon those large fingers were massaging your breasts. He was so so gentle as he teased your nipples, and you heard his soft intake of breath when you cried out. 
Those fingers trailed down to your thighs, spreading them softly.
“Is it al–”
“Please touch me, Katakuri,” you begged, spreading your legs further for him.
All the deep, pleased noises he had let out as you reacted to him made your eyes roll back, and the feather light touch of one of his fingers through your folds was almost overwhelming.
“Y/N…”
His pause brought your eyes to him, and you felt your body clench with need as you watched him lick the taste of you off his finger.
“You’re so wet, so sweet... Is this all for me,” he asked softly, bringing his finger back to slide along all that wetness, finding your clit to circle gently.
His words hit you like a tease, but somehow you knew he was genuinely asking.
“Yes, Katakuri,” you managed to confess while his finger made you twitch. “You make me feel so good. I want you.”
His mouth parted as he watched you writhe for him. You fought to keep your eyes on his, wanting him to see it, to believe it. 
His jaw loosened just a bit, his eyes growing even darker as he circled that finger around your entrance. 
That finger was at least the width of two of a man your size, and it was so long. He tested you, pressing in softly, smiling at your nod before plunging it inside of you. 
Slowly thrusting, he brought his other hand to your face, rubbing his thumb along your cheek.
“I can’t believe how lucky–”
He cut himself off with a groan as you turned your head to take that large thumb into your mouth. You sucked and bit at him, swirling your tongue around his thumb as you watched those hungry eyes. 
He curled the finger inside you, hitting that sweet spot until you were moaning around his thumb.
“Fuck, Y/N,” he rasped as he drew that thumb out of your mouth, trailing spit down your chin. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”
Katakuri kept his promise, bringing that spit covered thumb to your clit. Already so close, you moaned as he teased another finger, testing, pressing gently until you nodded, now plunging two of those large fingers in to stretch you. 
“Please, please, please.” 
“Are you okay–”
“Yes, please please,” you panted as his fingers started working in you.
“Mm, does my lovely girl want to come? Do it for me, sweetheart. Come for me.”
“Katakuri!”
Your hands fisted into the blanket, back arching as you moaned, screamed for him. For your sweet, scary husband whose fingers stretched and fucked you, curling up again and again, his large thumb rubbing perfectly over and around your clit.
It felt like an explosion, your mind going blank for everything except for raging pleasure, your body thrashing on that huge bed. 
When your awareness came back, you were still twitching from aftershocks as he chuckled, smoothing those hands along your skin again.
“Kata… kuri… that felt amazing.”
“I’m so glad,” he sighed, tracing fingers through your hair. “Do you need anything?”
He helped as you struggled to sit up, your breathing still ragged as you grinned up at him. 
“I want to make you feel good, please.”
“I…”
“Can I try?”
His own breath was heavy after what he’d done to you, and that made you want to give him more. 
You chewed on your lip as he stood, removing those white pants with all their buckles and straps. 
“It’s okay, we don–”
Katakuri started to turn away when he saw your jaw drop, but you coughed, your voice coming out high and breathy.
“Will you lie down with me?”
He climbed into bed, propping up on a pile of pillows the size of couch cushions. 
“Tell me if this is alright,” you whispered as you crawled onto his chest.
Smiling at his nod, you laid against him to kiss his neck as you’d done earlier, enjoying the rush of the chills that ran over his skin. 
“I like that,” he rasped, sighing as you left a trail of kisses along the crook of his neck. You teased a small bite, waiting for his response after he twitched slightly. 
“I like that too, Y/N.”
Feeling his body react to your touch like this was delicious, growing that heat in your core, that desire for him. 
Nibbling his earlobe was a dangerous task, but worth it, as this massive warrior squirmed under your touch. 
“N-No more,” he pleaded, gently moving you away from his ear to sit on his chest.
“Did it feel good?”
“It did,” he admitted after a pause.
You answered by laying kisses and soft touches down his chest. 
He must not get a lot of touch in his lonely life, you thought as you enjoyed his reactions. 
I’m going to change that.
You worshiped his gorgeous body as he’d worshiped yours. Kissing and nibbling down his skin, you traced his muscles and tattoos with your fingers while his breathing and gentle moans were like the sweetest of songs. 
Until you worked your way down, and sat beside the gorgeous, throbbing length of him. 
The fact that he was larger than anyone you’d ever seen wasn’t a surprise. The girth alone was intense, but even though his length was intimidating, you tilted your head at it. 
Maybe it’s possible?
You realized you’d been thinking about it almost scientifically, and looked up at his face, a hint of concern on it. 
“Y/N, I don’t need or expect that, there are ple–”
“I won’t lie, Katakuri, you are very intimidating,” you teased, regretting the choice of words immediately as his face started to fall. You gripped onto his hip to bring his eyes back to you.
“But I would love to try that with you. I think we might be able to. Just maybe not tonight.”
“No,” he agreed, his face soft again as he stroked your hair. “I don’t want to hurt you. I only want you to feel good tonight.
“Well, you’re doing a great job so far,” you laughed, poking his side. 
“So are you, little wife.”
The heat in his voice, along with those words, made your skin flush all over again, somehow feeling shy after everything you’d already done.
“I like when you make this face,” he chuckled, touching your cheek. 
“Stop,” you squirmed, hiding behind your hands. 
“Please, don’t hide that pretty face from me.”
His deep voice vibrated through his body, so you could feel his request through your legs as you sat on him, making you shiver more. But you listened, looking up at your gorgeous husband. 
“Perfect,” he whispered, tracing from your temple to your jaw as your lips parted. 
“Can I,” you choked out, clearing your throat before trying again, “can I make you feel good now?”
Seeing those scarred lips curve around those sharp teeth would probably scare most, but you already loved seeing it. It sent warmth right through you before you brought your attention to that needy length of his. 
He had softened a bit as you talked, but you could see the drip of precum that had trailed down, rolling along thick veins that made you bite your lip. 
It twitched before you touched it, already getting hard as his sharp eyes watched your every move. 
Your fingers reached out to tease, just as you’d done across his body, tracing from the base to the tip, eliciting a little twitch from the crimson haired man beneath you.
Trying not to laugh, you realized you might get bucked off if Katakuri twitched too hard. 
Pushing your thoughts away, you focused on the thick flesh in front of you, and the hungry eyes devouring you. 
You had to taste him. Had to. 
With your tongue flattened against him, you licked along those gorgeous veins, licked up that trail of precum, flicking your tongue across the slit of his tip, before kissing it, tongue swirling as you met his eyes again. 
His wide mouth was open, sharp teeth parted as he breathed heavily, and you saw his large hands fisted in his sheets. 
“Does that fee–”
“Don’t stop,” he begged, his voice strained as you’d pulled your mouth away. “Fuck, Y/N, please don’t stop.”
You answered with your tongue, licking and teasing around him, bringing your hands to his throbbing cock that tasted soo good. 
One hand couldn’t fit around his girth, so you used both to slowly stroke up and down while you wrapped your lips around his tip. 
His head tilted back as he moaned, your new favorite sound.
“Just like that, so good…”
Spit dripped down his length as you gave him as much as you could. The feel of him, the sounds he made, it had your own body twisting, clenching with need. You found yourself moaning and rocking your body back and forth as you touched him. 
“Y/N, is that… Are you dripping on me?”
His husky voice made you pause, until his fingers slid between your thighs. 
“Fuuckk,” he cried out as you moaned, his fingers coming away dripping with slick. 
“You like my cock– fuck… this much, honey?”
“Yes, Katakuri,” you whined, your body feeling desperate as you kept stroking him.
“You’re doing so well, little wife. Grind that sweet pussy right here for me,” he gestured, bringing his fist up beside you. 
With shaky limbs, you sat on the back of his hand, finding the perfect friction for you to grind on while you went back to your task. 
The relief made you moan around him, and you opened wider to take as much of his thick cock into your mouth as you could handle. 
“Fuck, you’re so wet. Sweet mouth feels so good.”
Every delicious word of praise that dripped from those lips was like fuel to the fire in your blood. You rocked against his hand, drenching his skin as your clit got that perfect pressure.
Your eyes rolled back as you felt that thick cock starting to twitch. 
“Wait,” he choked out, his free hand moving to pull himself out of your mouth. 
But you whined, clinging to his cock as you hit your orgasm, grinding on his skin as he started to moan your name. 
The feeling of those veins throbbing and pulsing was incredible. He came spilling into your mouth as your lips were wrapped around his tip. You tried to swallow it all, but it was so much. 
You let it spill down the sides, using it to slide your hands along him a few more times as he let out deep, glorious moans. 
Out of breath, both of you twitched and gasped until you could speak again. 
“You made a mess,” you teased, gesturing to his come as it dripped from your chin to your stomach. 
He let out a surprised laugh, and you gasped as he pulled his hand out from under you. 
“So did you,” he rasped, making your eyes roll back as he licked your wetness off of the back of his hand. 
“How do you feel?”
His gentle words seemed so much more open, less full of worry, and you loved it. 
“I feel amazing, husband.”
“Mm, so do I, little wife.”
You scrunched your nose at the pet name, feeling like you should argue. But you liked it. 
I like him. 
You smiled to yourself as you watched him leave, going to clean up. 
“What’s wrong,” he asked as he returned, that worry back in his voice as he handed you a damp towel. 
“Hm? Oh, I’m sorry!”
Tears had pooled in the corners of your eyes, and you wiped them away with a laugh.
“I’m just happy, Katakuri. It’s crazy how this all happened. But I’m really happy to be here with you now.”
This sweet man’s face softened, making you believe your own words even more. You cleaned yourself off, and let him lift you up as he crawled into bed. 
Katakuri laid on his back for you. He let you lie on his chest, the deep rhythm of his heart pulsing through you, sending your relaxed body to sleep. 
But not before his gentle fingers stroked your hair, trailing down your back as you melted, the memory of your dad’s voice coming to wish you goodnight.
‘Don’t fight miracles, sweetheart. Sometimes good people really do get good things.’
You were right, dad. I won’t be alone anymore.
Katakuri’s deep voice rolled over you, proving it.
“I’m happy too, Y/N. I’m happy you’re my family now.”
You drifted off with his warm skin on yours, and had the sweetest dreams you’d ever had. 
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