i read your dracule stuff and... You just have him so accurate, would it be bad to ask for something soft with him? Like him bandaging your wounds? Seeing your content smile he just gets a little flustered
Or.. Hear me out...you found a cat with his exact mustache. And just can't seem to let it go. (And no you definitely will not make the cat a little dracule cape. Nope nope nah, who would do such a thi- I would I would do such a thing)
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To anon: i responded super late sorry. But hope this was good. In my trend of naming anons i dub thee kitty (you can ask for a different name if this doesn't float your boat) Hope you request more or just send cute headcanons and stuff love to read messages..
Warning: Nothing but fluff || Lights wounds (nothing serious)
Synopsis: When you find a cat that reminded you of the love of your life you immediately rush to shower it with affect but just like your husband the little munchkin doesn't warm up to you immediately.
You were half covered in scratches and bandages. The stinging slits covered in dried blood and you bit your lip as he dabbed them clean.
Mihawk was meticulously cleaning your wounds whilst taking intermittent breaks to glare at the culprit who now lay dormant on your lap. The black munchkin who you'd so affectionately dubbed Yoru (after your darling's famous blade) had warmed up to you, eventually.
After some gentle pets, a learned attempt from when you'd picked him up immediately causing you to end up as you were now. He'd accepted your affection enough to get close. Here you were now. Swinging your legs gently as to not disturb the resting cutie pie you couldn't help but smile.
"You're incredibly cheery for a wounded individual." Looking up at Dracule you giggled at he continued to glare at Yoru.
"I have a new pet shouldn't i be happy?"
"A new pet who hurt you mere seconds after you had him?" Shrugging at his response you brought your hand to his head brushing away the stray hairs which had fallen onto his face. His eyes closed, head leaning towards your hand as he calmed down at your touch.
It was almost adorable how similar they were black hair, cold glare and an affinity to your gentle touch. Plus they were both cute.
"I'm not saying we should get rid of him." Frowning at his words you interrupted.
"Good. Because we're keeping him, I'm already attached."
"Of course. I just mean to say that you should be more careful, a little less forgiving of such. I don't want to see you hurt."
Taking his words into considering you nodded choosing not to argue as he was saying this because he cared.
"Wanna know what I named him" You paused. "Yoru." His softened features immediately soured, his lips just barely jutting into a light pout.
"Why would you do that?" Gently lifting his paws up with a smile on your face you giggled as his claws retracted.
"Because he has sharp claws." Laying him back down. You moved your hands back to Mihawk as he continued to treat you.
"I would never do this to you, you know that right?" Looking up you locked eyes. "I would sooner die a thousands death than cause you pain." The vulnerability in his eyes didn't go unnoticed to you.
The world was big; and it was dangerous. With both your infamous titles you weren't always safe, but as you leaned in and locked lips desperately clinging onto each other until you reluctantly pulled away.
You felt safe.
Breathing heavily still clinging for the slightest bit of contact you had your lips brushing ever so slightly. Unwilling to pull away.
You would never feel safer.
"I know."
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Black Maria& Mihawk : S/o having bad time. [Male reader]
Oi oi,
Sorry about those headcanons, they're going to be hard for some people to read. I need to excorcise some dark thoughts.
Tw : Poor self estime, heavy alcohol , anger, cigaretts. Blood too.
You've been in Kaido's crew for quite a while. You are part of his people, who are there but without making waves. Dodging the three Calamity and the six Tobiroppo as best you can. You feel that if you cross paths with them too often, you'll get into trouble and rise in rank. A thing you don’t want to be honest.
There is one that you have trouble to avoid, it's Black Maria. Because of his shamisen and his almost hypnotic voice. The sweet ones guide you to the pleasure district each time, sitting in a corner. As your gaze lands on the blue-eyed blonde.
Maria has often met your gaze, smiling at you. Even if you think she's giving you a look, to flirt. As she would for anyone. She always beckoned you over, to talk to you. Since it's your superior, you approach thinking it's an order.
'' Ara ara ~ You're a funny-one, Dove... I never see you , but when i play... you run like a prey in a spider web.... Be careful i might devour you ~ ''
That she lets out of her thin glowing lips, with that smirk. All in finesse, while a gray trail of smoke comes to be blown towards you.
You raise an eyebrow, you grin at the words of your superior.
'' Oi Ma'am... not my fault... ''
You stated. Grabbing a cigarette, lighting it. Taking a deep puff, pushing the smoke out your nose like a bull.
“You play divinely well. Then... it would be a shame not to come, just to observe your beauty. ''
1 – 1 everywhere. That's when Maria started to have some interest in you. She pulls the string to make you work by her side in the pleasure district. You end up doing security.
The relationship is developing quite well, friendly but flirty. Each time, you two add a layer to the flirt.
One day when she was playing, she was trying to catch your eye. Looking for you through the crowd, not finding you. Something was wrong. She finished the song, before looking for you, worried. Fast walking cross Onigashima.
She asked some subordinate if they hadn't seen you. After some information gathered. She walked towards the small house where he lives. She knocks on the door but... no answer. Just a kind of hoarse growl.
Maria enters, to discover a dark spectacle.A man surrounded by bottles, the ashtray filled to the rim with cigarette butts.
"Oi Maria...Watcha doing here huh?" ''
His voice is intoxicated by alcohol. Maria approaches slowly, watching him. Without a word, the sad look to see him like that.
'' Dove...Dove, what's wrong ? ''
'' Huh...A loooooot of thing Maria... Don't want to bother you with this. ''
He comes to take a swig of his glass, lighting a cigarette on the way. But seeing Maria's hard gaze, you feel like you don't really have a choice to speak or… She will make you. One thing is sure… She is stubborn and sadistic.
'' Hmpf... I.... You know... I don't feel very well. I... I feel useless. Bleh... You see, a chair is more usefull than me. I got nothing for me. I don't know why, i'm on the crew. I got no power, i got no devils fruits... I'm a piece of trash basically... ''
She approaches the spider-queen, to come and hug you gently. With... a sweetness you haven't known for a long time. She comes to whisper, softly as her hand comes to get lost in your hair to caress it.
'' It's okay Dove... I'm here now.... ''
Your hands come to grab the fabric that makes up her kimono, burying your head to let go of hot tears, suffocating a few cries.
Because... crying, sometimes, is good.
Accessing the heart of Mihawk is not easy. Mihawk is a born loner, he has spent a good part of his life alone. Then the fact that he remains impassive, it makes the thing complicated. It took you a long time to figure out how to get past that.
You knew you had climbed a few places in his esteem, when you caught a glimpse of him making a little smirk at one of your sentences. The day he laughed in your presence, you thought you will faint with happiness so much, because you were happy.
It was he who took the first step. He invited you to his island, Kuraigana. You arrived at night... At least... You think? The landscape fits well with Mihawk. Dark, mysterious, vampire... Yes, Mihawk gives that vibes.
That evening he made you super really good dinner, which would have made Zeff pale. He uncorked his best bottle of wine... At the end of dinner, he clearly confessed his feelings. Wondering if you wanted to share his life, which you accepted.
Your life has changed drastically, you went to live with him to be able to spend more time with him.
It is another facet of him that you have discovered. Someone, caring and sweet.
But what impresses you the most is Mihawk's workouts. He's not the greatest swordsman in the world for nothing. You wonder how he survives his own training. Wanting to do well, you serve him as sparing partner.
Bad idea, very bad idea. You don't really have time to take the saber, to make an attack,you are unarmed and Mihawk's saber under your throat. You start again as many times as necessary, you’re more a brawler than a swordman.
From this was born a frustration, followed by an underlying anger. Not being able to help him, to maintain himself, to become better than he is.
One day, you pretended you were tired to go take a nap. Really, you just went out to let off steam on some trees. Even if you forgot an important component of Kuraigana, the humandrills, that damn baboon. You started fighting with them.
A few hours later, Mihawk decides to go see you... Thinking you're in bed. And seeing the absence of your presence in the bed, he raises an eyebrow. ''Where is my darling...''
His gaze turns instinctively outside, looks at the night that had come forward. His observation haki told him one, go into the woods, two, hurry. He took the black blade and his hat. Setting out, he quickly found a presence... the trail of unconscious baboons, with swollen faces put him on the right track.
He walks up the track, amazed... he knew you had significant brute strength, a good mastery of hakis, but he didn't want you to venture there for fear that something bad would happen to you... For the moment, you give them a bad time.
By dint of following the baboons, he finds you, facing the king of the baboons. Its blade against your fists. Both eyebrows raised, which is a feat for Mihawk. You had just parried the baboon king's blade, with your forearms covered in the fluid of hardening.
The baboons sense Mihawk's presence, run away. As you point at them, the distorted face because of anger.
“Come back here, weaklings! Come back ! I'm not done with you all! I'll stuff you with straw and expose you all in the freakin’ castle ! ''
A long cry of anger, unable to contain it. You just start hitting an tree, your knuckles starting to bleed more and more with each hit.
Mihawk watches, looking dismayed. He didn't know,why you were enraged. Seeing you snaps was all the more surprising, since you are calm person in general.
He comes out of the bushes, moving quickly towards you, stopping your fist by grabbing you by the wrist. Saying "Enough. ''
Hearing your lover's voice brings you back to reality. You start shaking, not afraid... Just the nerves giving way.
''Dear...my love...Why? Why hurting you like that...why put yourself in so much danger? What wrong? You know, you can tell me anything. ''
See Mihawk, also worried... You realize your mistake.
''I...I'm sorry Honey...I....I....''
"Shhh...it's okay. ''
He comes to replace a strand of hair behind your ear, before placing a kiss on your forehead.
''Come Darling, we will talk in the castle. I need to treat this nasty wounds. ''
You leave, realizing that... It's much better to talk about your own frustrations, than to letting them explode in a violent way.
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