#charlotte brûlée x reader

[sapphire1905]

SISTER BRÛLÉE IS COMMING IN AND HOT’

This is a surprise keychain that I just revealed to my other platforms (other than Twitter)! She will have glitter apoxy and will be approx 3 inches!! (My biggest keychain yet🤯)

The next Charlotte child will be cracker 😋 he will be first made into stickers with the new shop update!

[fanaticsnail]

Beautiful

Masterlist Here

Word Count: 1,400+

Synopsis: Big Mom has found her son, Charlotte Katakuri, a partner she deemed worthy enough for him to court for matrimony. While he is smitten immediately with you, he is determined to make a good impression on you by not revealing his face. Your curiosity gets the better of you.

Warnings: Katakuri x f!reader, talks of husband and wife, use of bride, massaging face, fluff, so fluffy.

Notes: wrote this half-dazed at 6:30am this morning because @gingernut1314 decided she needed the big man in her life and the brain-worm got me. Here he is, the big guy all for you, sweetheart. Art link

Tag List: @feral-artistry @i-am-vita @indydonuts @sordidmusings @since-im-already-here @writingmysanity @mfreedomstuff @daydreamer-in-training

Being courted by the Minister of Flour was not something you had ever pictured to be highlighted on your impressive resume. When you first received an invitation from the Charlotte family to venture to Komugi island, this was not an outcome you predicted for yourself. 

Charlotte Katakuri, the second son and third child of Big Mom, was told to find a bride. His orders were received, the date of his nuptials set, and his suit picked out for such an excitable occasion. The only thing that had not been set in stone was the partner joining him at his side after their soft march down the aisle. 

Your family was titled, strong, and one of the only families Big Mom had deemed worthy enough to usher in a new generation of pirates to join in taking the Charlotte name. Katakuri had no choice but to obey his mother, apprehensively accepting the terms of an arranged marriage against his own desires to simply live to protect his siblings, nieces, and nephews. While this was out of his control, what he could control was how his intended bride depicted him. 

He could continue to shield his face from you. His rationale was as such, “If they never view my face, they would never have reason to fear me.” And so he did as such, hiding his face beneath the fur shroud from the moment he met you, and every courtship session soon thereafter. As he laid his eyes on you for the first time, he was immediately smitten. Taken by your appearance alone, and your willingness to sign your name beside his on the registry to set your intentions to wed in stone, he could never be more proud to have a partner such as you. 

As his trust in you began to build, he slowly allowed you into his heart, and shared his burdens with you as Minister of Flour. He confided in you, relishing in your company as he openly courted you under the watchful chaperone of his younger sister, Charlotte Brûlée. 

One such occasion, he laid out a blanket for you and drew out a large wicker basket from behind his back. He presented you with an assortment of baked sweets and pastries with a soft blush dusting his cheeks beneath the fur shroud. While you accepted the treats with gratitude, you instead placed it beside you and knelt on the blanket, tapping your lap and asking him to lay on his back. 

“Tell me about your day, intended. I want to know every detail,” you smiled mischievously up at him. He cautiously stole a look at Brûlée, who emphatically ushered him to do as he was told with flailing hands. 

Lowering himself onto the mat beside you, he awkwardly shifted himself to attempt to do as you asked. Rolling your eyes, you reach your hands up to his shoulder and gently guide his larger form to lay his head in your lap. His entire head was the size of both of your thighs together, but you had no qualms or complaints about it. 

“Come on, I don't bite,” you reassured him with a soft laugh, “Let me hear about your journeys abroad. Tell me anything that you want, you have my complete attention.” He was a giant, but so incredibly gentle and sweet to those he deemed as family. 

Coaxing his head onto your lap, he immediately drew his hand up to his mask and secured it over his lips to keep his mouth and teeth hidden from your sight. You chose to ignore this, drawing your fingers up and settled him atop your thighs as he slowly, quietly spoke about his life to you. 

While Charlotte Katakuri was immediately taken by you in the registry office with your family and his, you were horrified by the sight that was met with you. You had heard stories about some of the Charlotte's being of unusual size and stature, but you had no idea exactly how tall your intended was. His form was almost three times your size, his intimidating appearance did nothing to stifle your nerves. 

Believing to have masked your concerns at the nuptuals well enough to be believable, your nerves all but melted away the moment his soft, soothing voice checked in with you afterwards. Charlotte Katakuri was a sweetheart, a 504cm tall sweetheart with such softness within his hardened exterior. 

Reclining his head on your lap, you rubbed at his plum-colored hair as he spoke about adventures away from Komugi. His hand gestures out in a flurry in front of his chest, pointing to the sky as he speaks so eloquently to you. Although he does not yet trust you enough for you to reveal his face, your curiosity begins to gnaw at the seams. 

You start to lower his inhibitions by massaging his scalp, scruff of his neck and forehead. His hair pricks your skin as your skillful touch chips away at his woes and worries. His voice quietens further as he closes his eyes as your hands firmly press against his forehead. You needed to see your soon to be husband’s face, you desperately craved to know what was going on beneath the furs. 

As he leans into your touch, he seemingly forgets about the shroud over his mouth hiding his sharpened teeth from you. He is in bliss beneath your hands, and he slips away into a world carved by your palms and fingertips. Your hands dip deeper, lower into his cheeks, your digits feeling his muscles relax their tension beneath your fingers. 

Smiling to yourself softly as he gasps at such sweetness befalling from you to him, he parts his lips gently. He arches his head further into your lap, the shroud finally lowering and revealing his sharp teeth and unnaturally widened mouth. His jaw falls slack as his brow becomes relaxed. 

You crave to coo at his vulnerability, truly enjoying empathetically how much he allowed himself to relax into your soft touch. This hardened general, this pirate minister, this older brother to so many siblings in the Charlotte family, was as malleable as rice flour mochi beneath your skilled digits. You took in his appearance, almost relieved at feeling the twin slits up his lips as you looked down at him with nothing but pure adoration. 

You were immediately in love with what you saw, your heart beating heavily against your ribcage as a warm flush rose to your cheeks. You loved him, all of him.

Brushing your hands over his cheeks, you silently and slowly commit his face to memory like reading a marble carving with a simple touch. He is gorgeous, and you remember to tell him so when he snaps out of his tranquility and looks at you with accusing eyes the moment he realized you slipped the shroud over his chin. 

“What are you doing?” he growls quietly, “Why did you do that? I don't want you to fear me-...” A soft gasp flees from your lips as you take him completely in. His lips split up his cheeks in an unnatural slit through symmetrical scars, his sharp fangs extend up on his lower jaw and over his lips. 

Although he feels slightly betrayed at the way you managed to easily reveal his face, his betrayal is eclipsed by shock and awe when he meets your eyes. 

“I-I just…” you trail off, your body cowering away in response to his anger, but your eyes still depict the emotion you so desperately desired to show him, “...-I just wanted to know. I wanted to see.” Charlotte Brûlée watched the interaction with interest, her own shock evident on her face. 

She witnessed the entire interaction with your hands on his face, almost calling out to warn her brother his face was going to be revealed, but quietly hoping you would fall in love with him further. She knew you loved him, knew you wanted to see him, and trusted you enough with her older brother that she knew you would love him more the moment his fangs and scars were brought into the light.

He was expecting fear, disgust, anguish and anger to be met in your curious gaze. But all you held in those calm and half-lidded orbs was pure trust, love, and pure adoration. His shock was adamant as he nervously floated his eyes between your gaze. His thumb and index finger circled around your much smaller hand, hovering it over his cheek as you felt your heart soar at the vulnerability.

“And now that you have?” his whisper came out more like a gasp, his voice breathy and craved to hear you say you weren’t afraid. He needed to know you did not fear his appearance, his wordless prayers spoken within his mind’s eye the longer your gaze soaked in his sight. 

You placed your unoccupied hand on his cheek, leaning in closer to his face and your lips curling into a soft, innocent and intimate smile. Caressing his cheek, you cocked your head to the side and finally uttered a single word he truly did not ever think he would hear. 

“Beautiful.”

[marimology]

Dom transmac reader x sub Ichiji if that’s okay been looking for male/transac reader for Ichjiji found none. I don’t why but I just want rail this man hard and make him my bitch.

pairing : ichiji x transmasc reader

hinted charlotte reader

GIGGLES AND KICKS FEET CUS SAME

warnings: cum eating, usage of the word cock but it can be seen as reader having a dick or a strap on , sub ichiji, ooc ichiji,trans masc reader, mirror sex, overstim, nsfw minors dni

ichiji vinsmoke being such a whiny mess. whimpering as you made him look in the mirror as you jerk him off (you made sure that brûlée after many incidents never checks your mirrors again). the red head begging for release after being edged for what feels like hours after having a cock ring on all day.

“aw does my prince want to cum?” you teased watching him jerk his hips trying to meet the movements of your hand but was stopped as you had used your hands to hold him down.

“love please” ichiji begged trying to contain his whimpers looking away from the mirror

“that’s not my name, and look the mirror “ you said making eye contact and stopping your movements to grab his chin and force him to look at himself.

“you’ve been so rude to people today ,and you think i’m going to let you cum?"

“m sorry sir please lemme cum”

“yeah? your sorry ?? i’ll see how forgiving i am after you’re on my dick” you say pushing him down on all fours his face being against the pillow on the floor and glasses falling off revealing his teary eyes.

“wait i’m not—“

“if you wanna cum be a good boy and shut up” pumping your cock you had spit on it then lined it up against his hole and started your pace slowly moaning as he had clenched around you. you had then snaked your hand around his waist and started to rub his pink tip. making him whine incoherent ‘sirs’, sweat and being fucked so roughly causing his red styled up hair to fall down and cover his face “look at you so pretty” you praised as you had let him fuck himself into you matching your thrusts.

“are you close?“ you whispered in his ear making him nod his head and babble “you can cum, baby” you started quickening the pace of your hand feeling the ropes of cum shoot out and him relax until he noticed that you showed no signs of stopping. “but it won’t be your last… open your mouth” . opening his mouth you had placed your fingers inside forcing ichiji to taste himself and suck on your fingers and gagging as you forced them farther into his throat

[aeliesa]

DEAFENING SILENCE OF YEARNING

Synopsis: He's away but in those days of being on a different horizon, you just couldn't restrain yourself to think about how your life seems to be akin to what you try to evade. Nonetheless, he continues to prove you wrong in different ways.

• Relationship: Charlotte Katakuri x female reader

• Content: some extent of angst (?) and fluff

A/N: While rewatching one piece (which means my priorities is to reach Land of Wano as of now lolololols) I couldn't help but to write this as my mind keeps on generating plots (which I hate because whenever I try to write on my other fan fiction stories, it seems to be that writers block is back from vacation!) Anyway, this is a lengthy one which I decided to cut, I realized that it is way too much for one post because it is over 8k words, which might tire some of you.

I was just really kept on letting the juice of creativity out of my mind and realized this scenario has been growing the moment I stepped in the WCI arc, and I cannot help but adore the donut boy (although my heart lies with Ace, Luffy, and Law alone ehe.)

Anyway, this is the point of view of the reader (you) on missing the donut softie boy.

I hope you enjoy! :D

Addendum: there are some revisions but it's not too much that it alters the story. Just some errors here and there. Still, the possibility of errors that I overlooked is there.

To read the continuation head to: here.

In most situations, political marriage doesn’t work that much. It may help strengthen connections between families, but those forced to bind their love to secure the future of both parties tend to suffer the most.

Although you were treated differently than most of his family’s spouses, sometimes it makes you wonder if this union is simply for the family’s benefit.

“No,” you dismissed the thought immediately.

If anyone asks how married life goes, you would like to answer one thing: life-changing. At least, it is what you were dreaming of saying rather than pleasing; there is something in this matrimony that you were hoping to seek… something that differs from your parents. However, much to your dismay, the answer becomes more explicit each day: it is the same selfish decision between two heads of the families.

“Isn’t it also a selfish choice for you?” The thought makes you sigh in frustration for hoping to see the light in this almost spiral of despair.

As much as you try to neglect the idea, it just creeps inside your mind, slowly convincing. Being persistent has its merits, yet the situation you brought upon yourself at some point says otherwise. This political marriage between your family and the Charlottes is your gateway from the life you always wanted to escape. The suffocation of your father’s law has restrained you from almost everything in life, including the liberty to roam around your former land alone. In simpler terms: you were never free.

The night is still young, but your body is already weary enough to crave the soft mattress that can be found in the chambers shared by the two of you. Despite the tiredness, you were in no mood to leave the living room as you found comfort slouching on a settee facing the fireplace, listening to the soothing crackling from the burned woods.

“Why are you still awake?” a worried figure appeared from the mirror atop the fireplace. She walked over to you as soon as she stepped on the floor. “I was here three hours ago, and you didn’t bother to leave? Your body must be sore, sister, not to mention the babysitting with our youngest siblings.”

“We can stay here if you want,” a lady with peach hair says with concern.

“I appreciate the concern, girls, but it is still early… I’m not that tired,” you softly mumbled, trying to suppress a yawn with a wide smile. “This may come off, but what are you two doing here? I heard that there’s some commotion at the Seducing Woods; shouldn’t you be there, Brûlée?” your gaze never left her as the tall, pale woman with purplish hair sat before you.

“I needed to be here,” she simply quips, blowing her newly poured tea and glimpsing at your puzzled look.

“And I wanted to see you!” says the other one.

“Here? This isn’t the forest, Brûlée.”

Brûlée comes almost daily to accompany you, which you are thankful for. There are also nights that she checks on you from time to time. It can be through the mirrors or simply staying at your house and ensuring your needs. At first, you were bewildered by her ways of seeing you, but later on, you became accustomed to it, almost that it didn’t faze you that she appeared out of the blue.

Some of your in-laws visit you, but it is almost twice or thrice a month, considering their position, you understand. You were grateful that they took their time to spend their leisure time with you; never did they show any sign of detest in those times. Unlike some spouses of their siblings, you were just elated they treated you as a part of the family.

Most of the time, Chiffon and Brûlée knock at your door or appear from the mirrors in different corners of your house.

“Big brother asked me to look after you while he’s away,” Brûlée explains casually, leaning against the settee with a trace of determination across her face. “Actually… he asked all of us, but since most of my big brothers and sisters are busy with their work, they rarely come… and right now, I took the chance to escape dealing with those dimwits-minded pirates and let the other siblings handle it.”

Chiffon ‐ the peach-haired girl, nodded, “Brûlée also came to me and told me she was off to see you, so I took the chance!”

You were not a pirate nor had the liberty to sail the sea on your own accord, but when you stepped foot in Totto Land, you saw things that could leave you at a loss for words. Never in your wildest thought that such a country existed, much less imagined it… but it did. Although some things are difficult to explain and leave you dumbfounded, nothing can beat how his actions defy your pondering about this relationship – the union and mostly about him.

He continues to prove you wrong, not that you wanted to be cynical about him. Hell, it is the last thing you want! But considering where you grew up, it cannot be helped. To add fuel to the fire, the situation you’re dealing with is no different from the factors that lead you to think about it.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

“Excuse me, sister.” Chiffon picks up her transponder snail and answers it with: “sister is fine!”

“That is good to hear – hey, Oven, give that to m –”

“Hey sister, how are you?!”

“Now that you got to say your words, let me have this – Cracker give that to me! I’m gonna –”

“Big sister! I will ensure no pirates will step foot in your land!”

“Big talk right there, Cracker, when I was the one who monitored those weaklings. Now give that back to me!”

“What are you trying to say, Daifuku?!”

“I’m not done yet –”

“Shut up! Hey sister, I’m going to vis – hey Oven!”

Brûlée couldn’t contain her annoyance, “why don’t you guys try to resort to talking to her one by one?”

Instead of an answer, all she received were a series of banters from her big brothers, and you couldn’t even understand their words as they continued to bicker about who goes first in talking to you. Seeing them acting like that gives you a sense of belongingness; you were never the big shot in your own family, but somehow seeing how your husband’s siblings fought for your attention is surreal. As much as you try to understand their big brother’s impact on his siblings, you still fail to comprehend how you became a part of someone they have come to love. From a different perspective, your in-laws also look up to you the same way they see their big brother but, again, from a different perspective.

“I said I’ll go first!”

“No! You’ll just take all the time!”

“Daifuku is right!”

On the other hand, the woman with purplish hair who sits in front of you seems to restrain her displeasure and starts to yell at them, which makes everything worse. The other one, named Chiffon, tries to soothe her siblings but eventually joins the banters. Although the situation worsens, you find comfort that they have turned the silence of the living room into a swarming of energy from their bickers.

You couldn’t help but laugh at their enthusiasm and somehow pitied the snail at its continuous shifting of expressions: from anger to felicity to laughs and screams, their siblings’ bond is one of a kind that you also missed at your land.

Raising a hand despite not being able to be seen, you beamed. “Hi, guys! How are you there?”

“We are fine, sister!” the siblings from the other line answered unison, with the snail imitating their ecstasy.

“Hey, sister – I – hey!”

“Look, sister, I am goi – no! I - hey! Give that back!”

“Let me just finish – ow! Hey – clank”

Right before you could say something, the line was cut off. You just smiled over the cup of tea, elated to see that your in-laws are doing fine despite taking the mess into their own hands. It is not that you questioned their ability, but sometimes you cannot help but worry. Periodically you would check on them to see if they were okay, and thanks to your sister-in-law Brûlée, it was easy for you to move from place to place due to her abilities which you find so amazing.

The two girls shook their heads in disbelief and turned to you. “We’re sorry about that.”

“There’s nothing worth apologizing for,” you assured, smiling. “I’m glad you guys are okay… thank you for ensuring my safety.”

“Of course,” Brûlée exclaims, clearly flustered with your response. “We do not want to leave you alone, and certainly, we cannot withstand our big brother’s request… even if he doesn’t ask, we will do it voluntarily.”

“We just couldn’t leave you alone,” the other agreed.

Your eyes widened at their honesty but quickly tried to look away to hide the warm color of your cheeks through sipping your tea; Brûlée failed to notice your reaction much to your delight; however, Chiffon saw that subtle reaction.

“Big brother Katakuri is awesome… he’s the most independent sibling out there, and he is so strong that we all aspire to be as strong as him,” Brûlée explains while biting a cupcake. “Anyway, it must be hard for you to be married to him.”

The thought already crossed your mind: marrying him is no easy task. No, marriage is not easy; it bounds you for eternity. It is life-changing because you have already observed it from your siblings and parents. When you agree to be tied to him, you already know that there are things you have to compromise.

“What makes you say that?” you genuinely questioned.

Brûlée clears her throat and pauses, contemplating her sentence, “I mean… big brother is always away and, most times, when he’s here, he is always at work… I can very much perceive the difficulty of having time with him.”

Chiffon frowned at her sister’s question, “Brûlée! That’s not nice…” she turned to you with curiosity shining in her eyes. “Say, sister, what is it like to be married?”

It was the silence that engulfed you. The weight of the girls’ words is evident, leaving you silent for a minute. Chiffon’s question ran into your mind. Usually, you would answer it with fine, but in those moments, something akin to your desire to answer life-changing makes you want to say something different.

“Brûlée and Chiffon…” you softly called and straightly looked into their eyes. “Marriage is something that everyone should take seriously, it is not just the union of both sides, but it is a lifetime chapter that will shape the rest of your life.”

In between your pause, Chiffon interrupts. “Our family focuses on political marriage because it is what our mother wants… Most of us shut the idea of marrying for true love because we are bound with the responsibility of making our mother’s dream come true…” she lowers her head, dejected at the idea of marrying for convenience. “I’m gonna be honest… to see you and big brother Katakuri being in love gives hope that I – would someday have the same bond with you two.”

You could taste the tiniest hint of faith in her tone of your husband’s siblings. Chiffon is the most upfront about marrying for love. You cannot blame them for losing hope in finding affection in marriage; you’re also the same as them. A wave of sympathy came over you that you almost gave her false hope, which you never did.

You stood up and went over between the two girls who were lost in their reveries and gently placed a hand on both, “I cannot deny that political marriage tends to end up tumultuous, but that does not imply it could happen to the both of you. You must also remember that things may turn the way you do not want, but that does not mean it is the end of everything. There is time in everything; perhaps who knows that you and your siblings will find love the same way your brother and I do, or way better than ours.”

You gave them a reassuring smile; you know it is not the best advice, but it was what you could offer. The two-sister-in-law of yours seemed dazed, for all they could do was hug you, which you answered by leaning at their embrace and tapping their cheeks gently.

“We are so lucky to have a big sister like you,” Chiffon uttered, making you smile.

“And I am delighted to have you as my sisters,” you answered truthfully.

The three of you remained in that position as they showered you with questions about the life of matrimony; mainly, it was Chiffon because Brûlée entertained herself with the sweets they brought for you earlier.

“Is the life of being married hard?”

You thought for a second, “I-uhh... Maybe at first? Because of the sudden changes in your life, but as far as I can see… it is not…” you paused, thinking about the days you were newly married.

A feeling of sorrow starts to sprout that you choose to kill it off instantly, you’re with his sister, and it is not the right time for that. “You must learn to compromise; you have to give up something and in the same manner accept him wholeheartedly – his flaws, family – everything!”

“What about you?”

“Me?” you cleared your throat when Chiffon nodded. It didn’t escape from you how Brûlée glanced – also waiting for your answer. It is not because the question is difficult, you already have your answer, but before responding to the young girl’s curiosity, you sipped your tea.

“Well… I also have things to compromise, which is not a big deal because… I want to be part of your brother’s life.”

By that, you know it to yourself. When you agree with the marriage, you already see yourself in a different side of life – a life shared with someone who you vowed with your heart to cherish and love. The only person with whom you’re willing to set everything aside and risk things to be with him.

Chiffon leaned against your embrace, touched by your answer, while Brûlée, with food stuffed in her mouth, chimed in, “I always – no – all of us will forever wonder how marriage life works for the both of you….”

You laugh heartily at her blatant remark. “There are just things that you cannot understand, girls… but soon you will,” you smile.

Brûlée chuckles, “I can still remember that he said almost the same thing.”

You glanced at her – astonished. Did your husband talk about you with his siblings? You cannot see him being like that… even in the house you share with him, he’s different. Nonetheless, Charlotte Katakuri never fails to subside your doubts whenever you think of one; he may be thousands of kilometers away. Still, somehow, he can always make a way to connect with you in every possible way. Honestly, he continues to leave your thoughts at bay. This demeanor of Katakuri is what you’ve been holding onto that tiniest shade of light you see in this marriage.

The girls didn’t stay too long, although they insisted on waiting until you fell asleep. You refused because you were really not ready to rest. It was also getting late, so they had to return to their own shelter because there were responsibilities to do once the sun rose.

Once they left, you started to clean and brew another tea. It has been a long day, but some of you wanted to stay in the living room. You took a blanket and covered yourself as the coldness started to make its way under your clothes. For the past five months, it became your routine to simply sit over a cup of tea with a book in your hand and wait until it is late enough for you to stand up and head to your chamber.

Despite the comfort of the silence and being alone in the middle of the night, words cannot digest in your mind, for your intuition is somewhere in the conversation with Chiffon and Brûlée earlier. You cannot help but think about your answers.

Everything you said is the truth, but when you try to contemplate it… somehow it feels almost illusory.

You thought back on the days of your life before being married.

Political marriage is a thing for powerful families, and you’re familiar with it. When your father broke the news over a fraught dinner, no one was surprised… instead all of your siblings simply nodded, questioning who would be the chosen one while you just silently listened.

As your name left your father’s mouth, everyone was astonished, but mostly, it was you who was lost for words. You have siblings who are far prettier and more adventurous than you are, but it was nerve-wracking when your father shared that the Emperor of the Sea specifically chose you.

Your family is a product of political marriage; as much as you wanted to see the love between your parents, you failed. Being the youngest, your father was very strict with you, which you cannot understand, but you could tell it was mainly because you looked like his wife who ran away from his land.

The marriage was a yes-only answer; when the Emperor of the Sea speaks, no one can say no – or if there’s one, it takes a lot of courage; it sparks a war. But you’re no warrior, just a lady with the blood of royalty of vast influence that the emperor needs.

Since you were young, you knew about the Navy, Emperors, and pirates because of his distrust of you not to run away. He brought you with him to Whole Cake Island whenever he met with the residing Yonkou – Big Mom. You will forever be aghast by the sight of the island and how everything is paradise, everyone was friendly, and you have become accustomed to their treatment to the point that they allowed you to enter their workplace and even baked with them.

You’re a good cook. Being almost restricted to the outside, you busied yourself with cooking. When Big Mom took a liking to your baked cupcakes, that was also the time she became fond of you – which was also a good thing for this political marriage. She can be the worst nightmare for everyone, but she appears to be delicate and sweet whenever it is with you. However, you’re like everyone in her eyes on some occasions.

You shifted position and took notice of the symbolism of your union with Big Mom’s son, bringing you back to your senses. He inserted the ring on your finger with no words to say, yet his actions were enough for you to feel over the moon.

“I could never regret this decision,” you mumbled, smiling as you traced the gems of your wedding ring.

No matter how you think this marriage was your escape from the life you had come to feel suffocated, it is no secret that Katakuri took your hand and led you to a new promising one. He is known to be the strongest general, the ideal brother of his siblings, and you cannot in any way taint his image as the perfect son and sibling. Before you came into his life, there was his family, and you wholeheartedly accepted it.

Katakuri has been away for five months, and you’ve been married for half a year. In the first month, he was at the main island, primarily due to his duties, and when he came home, it would be late… too late that you would fall asleep waiting for him and wake up in your room with him already gone. That series of actions became the routine of the two of you, no matter how you look at it… you just cannot hate your husband.

It has always been like that until now. For the past six months, you waited for Katakuri every night, even when he asked for your permission (despite believing that your words have no power over your mother-in-law), that he’ll be gone for five months. You were waiting for him.

Sometimes, when the sun rises, you bring yourself to your chamber and drift to sleep. Each night seems tiresome, but your determination to see him first once he’s back winning over your weary system.

Your in-laws have no idea about this, Brûlée would sometimes express her distress over you - staying up late, but you would just answer her as you’re not yet tired. In reality, you were just waiting for your man.

Life with him is way different from what you anticipated, but you do know it is bound to happen as he is a man of responsibility. But with the series of absences, you would have concluded that perhaps… he did marry you out of convenience? Or was it just you who thought that this might turn out differently?

From the book you’ve read, different genres, and authors, you had come to believe the hope in everything, and right now, you were clinging to the faith of this marriage.

Compromise. It is one of the things you compromise; you chose to understand him. Above everyone, now that he is married, isn’t his wife’s job to believe in him? Be at his back and support him in everything? You understand him. Never in each second did you resent him for the odd interactions where you are sleeping soundly while being carried by him back to the room shared by the two of you? His responsibility is still his to take, even being tied to you. The least you could do is not add another to his plate, for he already has too much.

Katakuri never raised a hand against you… as a matter of fact, he’s different from what you expected; the subtle treatment of him each night is a message of his affection for you… but you know there is more to it, but his responsibilities should be met first. His siblings are way too expressive than your own husband, at least to their knowledge. However, knowing Katakuri for years, you could tell the emotions that lie in those demeanors. However, due to his schedule, there was little to no exchange of conversations with you, which is beyond belief; you thought it might change someday, but it just worsened.

But it is what it is.

“When will you be back?” you mumbled, staring at the ring almost sorrowfully.

Charlotte Katakuri, a man of few words and the man you vowed to love for eternity, has been away for almost all the days of being married. Although it was the start of something new, you cannot help but imagine that you were falling right into where your parents’ relationship is.

It is clear as bright as the sun that you’re missing your husband, but what else could you do other than wait? You have been waiting since your marriage, how you always stay late in the living room with the hope you’ll see his manly figure entering the house… but no.

At some time during the first month of marriage, you were doing as you do as of the moment. There were times that Katakuri was surprised to see you – awake waiting for him. The two of you would eventually spend the night over a cup of tea or in bed in a warm embrace and exchange of perception on deep topics worth discussing. Katakuri is a man of few words, but much to everyone’s oblivion with you, he can be the most talkative person you love to converse on a topic because he is a man with substance and intellect; you just love to be lost in his thoughts.

Those are rare moments; in most cases, you just fell asleep waiting for him.

Hugging your knees while staring at the ring and thinking about this marriage life took your energy, and you drifted to sleep, hoping that your husband would come home this night. The longing is burning you out that seeing him seems to be next to impossible.

The bed is empty without him – everything is just too different. The deafening silence of your longing for him starts to make its way. You were waiting for him all these times, silently. Somehow, right now, saying it would probably ease you in any way it can.

“I miss you,” you softly mumbled before slumber’s darkness overtook you.

Being married to Charlotte Katakuri is a roller coaster of emotions; he could lift you to the top of the Skypiea similarly and drown you more extensively than the Fish-Man Island. But because he’s the man you never regret marrying, everything about him is worth compromising.

cont.

[straykidsnerd255]

You would be angry too

Pairing: Katakuri x Female Reader

Genre: Fluff/angst, Hurt/comfort

Rating: PG-13

Warning: Bullying, swear words, (name) snapping at the bullies, blood, OOC Katakuri

A/n: (Name) is great friends with Brulee knowing they were the same age. She later becomes a guardian/best friend to Pudding. She was the only person that had befriended the two girls.

Summary: (Name) has been invited to Pudding’s wedding with her best friend Sanji. While there, she falls for Katakuri, an older and much taller Charlotte sibling and Pudding's brother. While there, she hears people start talking badly about Pudding. She narrows her eyes and turns her attention toward them. As they start talking more, the conversation starts to turn toward Katakuri and Brulee. That sends (Name) in a whirl. She turns and attacks the people during the wedding ceremony, and Katakuri and Oven have to pull her from them.

(Name) looked around the sweet-themed island in awe. “This place is amazing!” She mumbled, a smile on her face. “My dear, it is custom to meet with the bride and congratulate her.” A familiar voice called out. (Name) turned around and smiled. “Brulee!” She squealed, hugging the taller woman. Brulee smiled brightly and wrapped her arms around the female. “I can’t believe you actually made it! I thought you said you wouldn’t be able to make it to the wedding.” Brulee said as they walked towards the bride's room. (Name) smiled. “I know. I thought I was gonna be on the sea for a little bit longer. Guess there were other plans to follow.” (Name) laughed as Brûlée smiled. “I know for a fact that Pudding will be so happy to see you,” Brûlée said a fond smile on her face. (Name) returned that soft smile. “I’m just happy that my best friend found someone.” Brûlée looked at her for a moment and swore that she saw tears but shook her head.

“Pudding’s room isn’t that much farther. She will be so happy to have you here.” Brûlée said as they entered the extravagant building. As they were walking, a very tall male stopped them. “Brûlée, who is this?” The male spoke, his mouth hidden by a scarf. Before Brûlée could answer, (Name), blinded by curious thoughts, lifted her hand towards the scarf. Brûlée and the male froze and watched her hand. She placed her hand against the scarf and felt the material in her hand. “Soft, a little too warm for summer weather.” She mumbled before gently closing her fingers around the material. The male’s eyes widened in panic and raised his hand to smack (Name’s) hand from it when Brûlée snatched (Name’s) hand. “I’m so sorry about that big brother Katakuri. She’s a fashion designer and…” Brulee didn’t get to finish her sentence before (Name) opened her mouth. “I apologize if I did something rude. I was curious as to the fabric that was used in the scarf. If you don’t mind Mr. Charlotte, could you tell me the length of the scarf and I can make you one that is more suited for summer? One that would cool you down?” (Name) asked with a small tilt of her head.

Katakuri was confused but Brulee stepped in for him. “I can tell you the measurements (Name), but let's go see Pudding. I bet she will be so surprised that she will get to see you on her wedding day.” Brulee said, causing the said female to turn around with a swirl of her hair, a wide smile on her face, and giddiness in her steps. “Of course! How could I have forgotten that’s why I came!” (Name) said, as she began to skip down the hallway. Brulee shook her head and laughed before patting Katakuri’s arm and jogging to catch up with (Name). Katakuri shook his head before continuing towards Big Mom’s chambers. Brulee stopped at a door marked “Pudding” and knocked. “Pudding, I have a gift for you!” She called out. (Name) smiled and hid behind Brulee. Pudding opened the door and raised an eyebrow. “Brulee, you don’t have a gift for me. Why did you say-” She stopped when (Name) poked her head out from behind the taller woman. “Hi Pudding!” she said, waving with a big smile on her face. Pudding’s face lit up and she raced out of her room and wrapped her arms around (Name).

“You made it! You said that you wouldn’t be able to make it.” Pudding said pulling away from the hug. (Name) chuckled before backing up. “I thought so too. Apparently the time for my departer changed and I don’t leave for another three weeks.” (Name) said smiling and shrugging her shoulders at the same time. Pudding and Brulee laughed loudly causing some of their siblings to look at them weirdly. “Brulee, mama wants to see us all!” a male with orange hair and clothing said, glaring down at (Name) with confusion. “Coming. (Name), can you help Pudding finish getting ready?” Brulee asked. (Name) nodded her head and smiled before gently pushing Pudding back into her room and closing the door behind her. “Who was that? Why are you and Pudding so close to her?” Oven asked. Brulee chuckled. “She was mine and Puddings only friend when we were younger. Mama knows about her.” Brulee said, as they walked into Big mom’s chamber.

“Mama! Guess who came!” Brulee yelled racing into the room. Big mom smiled but raised an eyebrow. “And who might be here to cause such happiness Brulee?” Big mom asked. “(Name) is here!” Brulee said, a wide smile on her face. Katakuri’s eyes widened when he saw the bright smile on his sisters face. “Ma-ma-mama! Its been so long since I have seen her. Brulee dear, could you bring her here?” Big mom asked. Brulee nodded her head and left the room to fetch (Name) and Pudding. When she reached the hallway towards Puddings room, she saw (Name) and Pudding walking down the hallway with smiles on their faces. Pudding looked beautiful in her wedding dress and hair curled and pulled back in places. Brulee smiled before waving to them. “Mama wants to see you (Name)!” Brulee said once the two girls were closer to hear. (Name’s) smile grew wider and she nodded her head excitedly.

(Name) followed the two towards the massive chambers and opened the door. “BIG MOM!” (Name) yelled, her body shifting to a massive wolf. Brulee and Pudding laughed loudly as (Name) crashed into the giant woman. The other children were nervous and ready to fight but the smile on their mother’s face spoke volumes. “Look at you! You have gotten bigger since the last time I saw you.” Big mom said, ruffling the white fur. (Name) huffed out happily before standing up and backing up enough to allow Big mom to stand up. “Who is this mama?” Smoothie asked. Big mom smiled softly. “This is (Name) my children. She was Pudding and Brulee’s first and only friend when they were younger.” She said.

(Name), as if to make a point, walked over to the two girls and sat down next to them. Her tail wrapping around them before lifting them up and when she laid down. Pudding curled up into her fur and her eyes drooped as if she was tired and ready to fall asleep. “Mama, if you don’t mind me do something,” Katakuri said walking towards the massive creature. (Name’s) eyes opened as Katakuri came closer to her face. “You were reaching for my scarf earlier today. I’m sorry if I seemed nervous, but…” His voice trailed off before he took the scarf off his face. (Name’s) eyes widened and her head lifted from her paws. Her ears twitched on her head when she heard some of the siblings laughing, or calling him a monster under their breath. She snarled causing everyone to back away but Big mom’s eyes widened. Katakuri sat in front of her and waited to see what she would do. She moved her head forward and Katakuri’s eyes snapped shut.

He felt something cold and wet hit his face and his eyes snapped open. He looked to see (Name) pressing her nose against his face, her eyes were warm and held….love in them. Katakuri just stared at her. (Name’s) eyes continued to stare at him before Big mom cleared her throat. Everyone turned to look at her. “I think we should count on another wedding happening in our future.” She said, eyeing (Name) and Katakuri. (Name’s) faced blew up into a red mess and she tried to cover her face with her paws. Katakuri’s face exploding into a red mess as well. Pudding and Brulee hugged (Name) as she tried to cover her face and whine in embarrassment. “I just came back and this is how I am repaid?! Big mom I feel so betrayed.” (Name) said, a smile on her face. Big mom laughed loudly.

{The next day- Pudding and Sanji’s wedding}

Pudding was scared. She knew that she was marrying (Name’s) best friend Sanji but she wasn’t sure how he would react to her having a third eye. “Don’t worry Pudding. Sanji is a sweet man. A pervert at times, but very sweet. I promise, if he doesn’t treat you right, I will kick his ass myself.” (Name) said, a smile on her face when Pudding starting laughing. (Name) fixed up at her hair the same way she did the day before and smiled. “Go get him girl.” She said, waving and walking down to the tables set up.

“I can’t believe that Sanji, a good looking man is going to marry a monster like pudding.”

“(Name’s) wolf ears flared off her head and twitched when she heard those words. She sat at the table that was directly in front of the people who had said that. She narrowed her eyes but a smile appeared and took the frown from her face as she watched the cloud with Sanji and Pudding on it appear. Smoothie, and Brulee came and sat next to (Name) and smiled at her. She returned the smile and watched as the wedding proceeded. As the vows were made and Sanji opened the veil, the men and their wives behind (Name) spoke again.

“If I were you Sanji, I would leave her. She’s a monster!” (Name) clenched her fists tight enough that blood flowed from her palms. Brulee started making a fuss but what was said next sent the whole wedding into chaos. “Not to mention, most of her siblings are monsters too. Take Katakuri for example. That man looks more monster like than she does. I mean, come on. Those teeth of his could rip the flesh off a normal human if he went crazy. And her sister Brulee, or don’t get me started on that ugly one…” The man never finished his sentence. (Name) turned around and pounced on him. Her claws digging into his shoulders causing him to scream in pain.

(Name’s) fangs ripped through her gums and she snarled in the mans face. Spit falling from her opened mouth. Her eyes red with anger. She ripped into his shoulder causing blood to spill on the pavement below. The man screamed and slammed his fist into her eye causing her to bite down even harder on his shoulder. Katakuri and Oven ran over to the commotion and stared in horror as (Name) ravaged the shit out of the man. “Brulee, what the hell happened?!” Oven screamed. Brulee explained what had happened and their eyes widened as they started at the wolf. Before long, Katakuri walked forward. Everyone was watching, including Big mom, Sanji and his pirate crew, and Pudding. The guests watched as (Name)’s jaw clamped down harder over his shoulder making the man whine in pain.

“(Name)” Her head snapped up, making the man scream when his shoulder was wrenched up. Katakuri kept his eyes glued to hers and reached for his scarf. She watched intently as he removed the scarf. “I don’t care what they saw about me. Brulee doesn’t either. I know it still hurts Pudding but she has me, you, Brulee, and now Sanji and his crew to protect her. Release his shoulder and come here.” He said, slowly moving backwards. Everyone watched intently as (Name) released the mans shoulder and walk towards him. When she was close to him, she collapsed. He was glad he knelt down just as she fell forward. Her muzzle fell into his lap as she laid on her side, breathing harshly.

Katakuri ran his fingers through her fur as her breathing began to slow down. The man she attacked, in rage, slammed his foot into her stomach. Her wolf disappeared and her normal self fell to her knees, her arm wrapped around her stomach, coughing and sputtering for air. Before the man could cause anymore harm, Sanji’s leg met his stomach and sent him flying into a candy like brick wall. “No one touches my best friend.” He snarled, his leg still lit up and on fire as he glared harshly at the rubble.

{Time Skip}

(Name) opened her eyes and looked around. Pudding was pressing into Sanji’s chest crying, while Brulee paced around the room. Katakuri was holding her hand and sitting in a chair next to the bed she was laying in. “What happened?” She asked, her voice raspy from not talking. Katakuri’s head snapped up and a relieved smile appeared on his face. “Someone started saying rude things about Brulee, me, and Pudding and you went protective. I don’t think I have ever seen someone that protective before.” Katakuri mumbled the last part. (Name) smiled. “Sorry if I scared anyone.” She said, looking down.

Katakuri pressed his hands to her face. “I wasn’t scared at all. In fact, I found it quite…hot.” He said, blushing and looking away. Brulee and Pudding looked at each other before laughing. The two looked at them and raised an eyebrow. “You two are made for each other.” Pudding said, grabbing Sanji’s hand and darting out of the room. Brulee following close behind. (Name) and Katakuri listed to their laughter fade before it hit the both of them. Their faces exploded into a dark shade of red and steam rose from their face. (Name) turned to look at Katakuri but he did the same thing and their faces were inches apart. They stayed like that for a moment before (Name) pressed her hands flat against the bed and pressed her lips to his, the best she could with the teeth as they were. Katakuri’s mind went blank.

When (Name) was able to leave the hospital, her and Katakuri began dating. Everyone in Big moms family was surprised as the two announced they were dating but they were happy nonetheless. (Name) was currently sitting on the grass with her back pressed against Katakuri’s chest as he laid his chin on her head. They watched Pudding and Sanji race around while the rest of the Strawhat crew were there and goofing off as well. A pleasant smile sitting on (Name’s) lips. Katakuri’s hand pressed against her thighs making her tilt her head back and look up at him. “Is something wrong love?” She asked. Katakuri smiled at the nickname before leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. She smiled in the kiss and lifted her hands to his face before sliding her hands into his hair.

“You love birds should come and join the rest of us!” Pudding called out pulling the two from kissing. (Name) playfully glared at her two friends. “How dare you pulling me from my gorgeous ass boyfriend. I haven’t had a good looking man since I was 20.” (Name) called out making everyone start laughing. Katakuri was a mess. His whole face when red and he hid behind (Name). The two soon stood up and headed over towards the rest of their friends. Katakuri watched as his girlfriend laughed loudly and smiled the biggest smile ever.

“Treat her like she is a princess.” Katakuri jumped when Luffy spoke in a low tone. However he recovered quickly. “I wouldn’t treat her any other way than a princess. She’s so precious to me. Why do you say that?” He asked. “I have known her as long as I have known Sanji and to say the least, she was treated like shit by her family. Her family didn’t have animal changing abilities like she does. (Name) never even ate a devil fruit to gain said powers.” Luffy said, before racing towards Sanji and (Name) and stretching his arms out. (Name) and Sanji panicked and tried to get out of his on coming hug but failed.

Luffy slammed into the two knocking them to the ground and a laughter could be heard by everyone there. Katakuri smiled softly as he watched Sanji punch Luffy lightly on the head and (Name) trying her best to hold in her laughter. “I found the right girl.” Katakuri mumbled before going over and sitting next to Jinebei and Robin. The two greeted him with a smile before they turned back to watch Sanji, Luffy, Pudding, and (Name) run around playing tag with each other. Before long, the sun began to set and everyone was getting tired. Sanji and Pudding quickly made dinner and everyone began eating. (Name), Katakuri, Sanji, and Pudding waved goodbye to the strawhats as they pulled away from whole cake island.

“Goodbye! Thanks for coming to mine and Sanji’s wedding!” Pudding yelled before intertwining her fingers with Sanji’s. Both said their goodnights to Katakuri and (Name) before going home themselves. (Name) leaned her head against Katakuri’s arm and closed her eyes. “You tired hon?” Katakuri’s voice rumbled lowly. (Name) simply nodded her head and looked up at him. He smiled before picking her up like she weighed nothing. “Let’s go back home and sleep for the night. Katakuri laid her on the bed before laying on the bed with her. She moved and pressed against his chest and sighed in content.

“I love you.” She whispered.

Katakuri smiled softly. “I love you too.”

[butterfluffy]

OMG OMG JWNIFNWOFNSKNFIWNS HEYYA NICE 2 MEET YA (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡ IM IN LOVE W/ UR WORKS, & U LIKE BIG MOM'S CHILDREN? AHHHH EJFNKSNFKSMFISNKFNDJDBD ♡(> ਊ <)♡

THIS, THIS 1 OMG IM IN LOVE JWNIFNWOFMSOFNWJFN (｡・//ε//・｡) 4give me 4 the sudden caps lock talk NWJFBEINFKENDJEBD (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`) May i req romantic, separate, & FLUFFY HCS 4 KATAKURI, CRACKER, & BRÛLÉE W/ GN!S/O? NWNFIBWKFNSJFB ♡(ӦｖӦ｡) S/O loves 2 kiss all over their face in private place (ESPECIALLY THEIR SCAR(S)) NAJFNEKNFKWNSJDNKSN) (๑♡⌓♡๑)

NWKFNWOFMOSNF LEMME GIVE U A KISS & A HUG, THX A LOT (●♡∀♡)

“kiss kiss, fall in love!”

⠀⠀ੈ♡˳· you are undeniably doting over your lover, obvious by the way you shower their scarred face with kisses all the time, definitely causing your lover to fall even more in love with you.

⠀⠀➧ fluff | c. katakuri, c. cracker, c. brûlée (separate) × gn!reader | headcanons + scenarios

⠀⠀➧ warnings — none! maybe a bit of swearing...! mistakes may be present though.. so do ignore them, thanks!

⠀⠀➧ requests are open! do send some requests for me to write!

⠀⠀꒰ 🍨 ꒱ notes: HEYOOO, YES YES, I LOVE BM'S CHILDREN, AWEJKDXKEN EDFRODOVOT [*/kisses and hugs u back. 😍😍💋💋💋

CHARLOTTE KATAKURI

with an s/o who loves to kiss his face—especially his scar!

kisses? on his face? the scar on his face? yes, yes please. 🥺💗💗💗

at first, i think katakuri would be shy over it, like, not wanting you to kiss his face, even more the scar on it because he doesn't want to scare you.

but when you told him, “kata, please let me kiss your face, i don't care if you have a scar on it, i still love you no matter what you look like under that scarf of yours.” “..oh.”

he then melts like a mochi under fire.

because for the first time, someone loves him despite his imperfections.

though in public, pda with him isn't like behind closed doors. 😮💨

it'd be just holding hands, and if you ever kiss him, or he kisses you, it'll be on the hand or cheeks only.

BUT BEHIND CLOSED DOORS, dzamn bae, kiss him, hug him, hold him, HE'S FINE WITH IT. 😫👌 especially kissing! kiss him all over!

his favorite spot for you to kiss him is ofc, his face, his lips, and the scar he's hiding from almost everybody.

his love for you goes deeper everytime you make him feel that you love and appreciate his entirety. 😊💋

“katakuri, welcome back.” you greeted your lover who just came home from patrolling totto land, immediately walking towards him with your arms wide open, letting katakuri melt into your touch.

“mhm, yeah, i'm back, love..” he hums, slowly pulling away from your embrace, and knowing what's next, he then took his scarf off to reveal his face that you adore—peppering it with kisses, especially the scars he had always been insecure of, showering it all the love it deserves...

CHARLOTTE CRACKER

with an s/o who loves to kiss his face—especially his scar!

mhhhmmm, mwah mwah's, yes, yes. 😚😚

cracker may act like he doesn't care about you adoring him so much, but it reality—

he loves it. so fucking much that he's willing to e n d anyone who dares kiss you, other than him. 😄

“cracker, come here and let me give you a kiss!” “huh? ‘kay.”

and yeah, he won't let you give him any affection in public, he has an image to maintain after all.

BUTTTTT, in private, GIVE HIM ALL YOUR LOVING‼️‼️😍

if you tell him that you love kissing his scar, or just show it to him by ofc, a sudden kiss on it—

he explodes.

falls in love all over again with you.

well, even more in love than he is with you now. 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

“cracker, darling~” you cooed, taking the sweet commander's hand who's inside his biscuit armor and pulling him to an empty alley, stopping him from doing his work in watching around the chateau. “mhm, what is it? i gotta get back real quick there, darlin'..”

getting out of his armor, the tall male then stood in front of your smiling self that made him bend down to match your level, before kissing his entire face, from his forehead, nose, lips, and of course, his scar... “love you, cracker. now go back there before anyone notice that you aren't patrolling!” you chimed, pushing the now blushing male out of the alley..

CHARLOTTE BRÛLÉE

with an s/o who loves to kiss her face—especially her scar!

she's a big fan of you kisses! 🥰

kiss her and she'll be quick to have her heart beat in great speed.

especially when you kiss the scar that stretches across her face, and her red nose!

still loves it though, might ask for more too. “y/n, hon? can i have mor—” “of course!” [*/pecks her face with kisses immediately.

gets really blushy and a bit shy after every kiss.

her inner child also shows if you give her forehead kisses. 😘😘💋

prefers you to give her all your affection somewhere private.

because she gets really shy if someone ever sees you two being so romantic. 👉👈

will ask you to enter mirror world with her if she ever wants to have some intimacy with you.

very in love with you, and it's completely obvious. 😩

entering the mirror world your lover is in, you then skipped towards her home with a big smile on your face, entering the house where brûlée is resting at. “ah, hon, hello—?” she greeted before being quickly cut off by you who landed your lips on her face, tracing her scar that you love.

“i love you brûlée, now let me love you, m'kay?” you hummed, embracing the tall woman who froze in place with a reddened face, causing you to snicker, kissing her once again..

© butterfluffy 2022

[rukia-writes]

Katakuri x naive! marine! Reader

Setting: canon

Warnings: a few dirty jokes.

Plot: After an interesting newspaper article featuring Sengoku’s daughter a familiar pirate develops a crush on the marine and with a little help from his brothers and sisters things get rather interesting.

“I should be the one to do it!”

“No way you’ll mess up Brûlée! Besides I know him better than you.”

“Like hell!”

Brûlée and Perospero were arguing over who would call their brother’s newfound crush that was just featured in the newspaper, there was two options they could either call or write fan letter.

The two were able catch Katakuri’s feeling when they saw him reading the newspaper over and over. Plus he still had the newspaper folded in his pocket, just the section of her the rest he didn’t care about.

It wasn’t long before other siblings joined in, Oven and Daifuku. The room was becoming a mess as the siblings were fighting as they did the three brothers fought amongst each other as Brûlée was able to dial the number on the snail transponder and after everyone heard the sweetest voice say

“Hello! This is (Name)! Who am I speaking to?”

The brothers eyes were wide with shock as they tried to take the snail transponder away from her making (Name) say “Hello” multiple times. Finally, Brûlée was able to get the transponder again.

“Hello, this is Katakuri. You don’t me but I’m a big fan of yours-“

“You’re the hottest thing ever-“

“What do you think of big mom?”

Brûlée was cut off by Daifuku and then Daifuku was cut off by oven. The siblings were once again fighting until Perospero took the transponder snail.

“I’m also 16’8.”

“Oh my god, you’re so tall! That’s awesome! I wish I was that tall. What’s your favorite color Katakuri?”

“Um…what the hell is big brother’s favorite color?”

Perospero whispered to his siblings who were shaking their head not knowing what it was.

“Oh! It’s black! It’s such an awesome color!”

“Black!”

“Shut up!”

Perospero told his siblings to shut up only angering them in the process, the siblings had other colors in mind.

“Black? I like black too it goes with everything! I have a few outfits in black!”

“Like..a sweet dress?”

“Of course! It’s closet must. By the way how did you get so tall?”

“Oh, I eat pus-“

“Milk! I had milk everyday!”

Brûlée answered in a deep voice trying to sound like Katakuri and Daifuku body slammed his older brother before he could say something that was very not like Katakuri.

“Milk? Oh my gosh! Who would have thought?! What’s your favorite food?”

“Donuts.”

Brûlée didn’t need to think about that answer as she knew her brother well.

“I love donuts too. We have so much in common.”

“Yes, we do and we should-should-should-“

The room was suddenly cold as all the siblings slowly turned their head to see a absolutely livid Charlotte Katakuri, all of them regretting the choice.

“Hey, is everything okay?”

Brûlée quickly handed her brother the snail transponder and while he was still livid he did take the snail and calmed down a bit.

“Please tell me this isn’t (Name).”

“…whoa. Your voice really dropped. Is this the same person?”

While (Name) talked Katakuri gave his siblings an icy glare that made them cower behind the couch, as though that would protect them.

“Yes, it was me.”

“Okay, say. Do you have any tattoos. I’m picking up on that vibe.”

“…I have a few actually.”

“Really? Where? Please tell me!”

The siblings noticed that Katakuri had calmed down as they peeked around the couch and noticed that he was sitting down and had the transponder snail on the table. All of them mentally thanked whatever higher power was on their side as the two continued to talk for a bit longer. Both asking each other questions and getting to know each other.

“Hey can I come to your island? The one with the cake.”

Katakuri and his siblings were all surprised to hear that (Name) wanted to meet Katakuri, at the same time they agreed in unison “Perfection.”

“Sure you can, name a place and I’ll meet you there.”

Katakuri had to give his siblings another death glare as they “oooo” in the back ground. However, he was calm and collected when he answered a few more questions from (Name) before he told her bye.

In a few days, (Name) eyes were wide in shock at how tall the man she had been talking to for the last few days. It was one thing to hear that he was 16’8 but to see it was something different entirely.

“Wow. You are so tall and big! And muscly.”

“Thank you?”

Katakuri didn’t know how take the compliment but he was also a bit side tracked by how pretty she was regardless of how small she seemed to him in height.

“It’s nice to meet you, I’m (Name)!”

“I’m Katakuri, it’s nice to meet you too.”

Katakuri had to wave his hand and crouch down to get a real good look of her face. To Katakuri she looked so much prettier in real life and he was glad his scarf was covering most of his face because he was sure he was blushing. While waving her hand back (Name) asked if his devil fruit ability was true and Katakuri told her it was as he showed her by making a small amount of mochi from his hand and gave it to her. Katakuri could practically see the stars in her eyes, holding the mochi as though it was the greatest thing in the world.

“That’s amazing! This is the coolest thing I’ve ever seen!”

Not wasting anytime (Name) took a bite of the sweet and nodded her head with a smile at how delicious it was. This was an experience that Katakuri didn’t see coming, especially when (Name) finished eating the delicious treat.

“That was really good! I can’t believe how smooth and thick it was.”

“A lot of people say it pretty thick-“

“Brother Katakuri!”

Katakuri looked mortified as he saw his siblings who got him here stand up from the bushes taking both (Name)’s and Katakuri’s words out of context.

“I thought I left you back on whole cake island!”

“As if I would miss out on your date! Stop copying me!”

The siblings spoke in unison and getting irritated at the same time. Katakuri wasn’t thrilled they were technically interrupting his date, (Name) on the other hand greeted them all much to their enjoyment as they began their million and one questions.

Katakuri did have a handle on what his siblings could ask and what they couldn’t as they sailed back to Whole Cake Island together.

Back on the marine base Sengoku had a bad feeling, of what he didn’t know but what he did know was that it revolves around daughter.

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[fireflykaizoku]

Heya! I know you’ve done 3 soulmate fics now, but with the sort of angsty feel with Mimi-ya’s request I was wondering if a Katakuri x reader, in regards to the age difference he had given up hope that it was even possible for him to have happiness outside of his family, would make for a good read and also possibly dangerous for reader to come face to face with Big Mom and all those siblings! Thank you x

Hii! i'm sorry i took long to finish it, but i kept watching OP and reading more about Katakuri, since it's my first time writing for him. Since i'm still on episode 850, i was afraid it'd be a bit ooc. If it is, i'm so sorry! my writing for Katakuri will improve as i finish the arc. I hope you like it anyway, it was fun to write it ❤

Your family was rich and well-known around the Grand Line. Being the only daughter, they were trying to find a husband for you, a political marriage that could be good for both families, especially yours. They had a list of potential husbands, but you didn’t bother checking it since you were too focused on your birthday party. It was a small party, just with close friends and family, but you wanted everything to be perfect.

And it was. You had so much fun around people you loved, it was hard to fall asleep after that; you were genuinely happy.

Before opening your eyes, you could already feel the sweet smell, something like candy, donuts or cake. Thinking it was maybe a belated birthday breakfast, you opened your eyes and was ready to jump out of the bed when you realized the bedroom was completely different from yours. And as soon as you looked down, you realized that body definitely wasn’t yours. The toned chest, tattoos and the scarf around your neck weren’t yours.

You could only feel happiness and relief, you were glad you already switched bodies with your soulmate. Who knew it’d be that fast? But you wanted to see more of him, so you got up and started looking for a mirror in his room. The reflection surprised you at first, not being the kind of soulmate you expected to have. He had tattoos, crimson hair, and apparently was very tall. In fact, he was huge. When you put the scarf down a little, you noticed he had scars, and you assumed that’s why he covered his mouth. He also had fangs, which you thought were extremely charming. He wasn’t ugly, in fact, he was far from that. He was very handsome. Intimidating, of course. But very handsome.

Looking around, you found a vest, and on the back, you noticed “Charlotte” written on it.

— Charlotte? — you whispered to yourself, thinking you’ve seen that name somewhere until you finally realized after a couple of minutes.

— He’s one of Big Mom’s son!

You remember when your parents were trying to find a husband for you, his name came up a couple of times. It was probably Charlotte Katakuri. You’ve never seen any pictures of him, but you knew he was a very strong and powerful man.

After a couple of minutes just looking at his figure in the mirror, admiring his traits, a knock on the door brought you back to reality.

— Katakuri-sama, it’s almost time for Big Mom’s tea party. — someone said, outside the room before leaving right away.

You heard about the famous Tea Parties, but you didn’t even know how to behave. You knew there would be so many people, powerful people, and some probably well known as well, so you couldn’t take the risk of things going wrong.

You couldn’t describe the relief you felt when you noticed a den den mushi in the corner of the room. Perfect! You’d call him, explain everything and hopefully he’d be there just in time for the party.

It took a couple of minutes, but finally someone answered. You got quiet for a moment, not knowing what to say.

— Charlotte Katakuri? — you asked, a bit nervous.

— It’s me. I assume you’re (L/N) (F/N)? — you hummed in response. — I see you’re my soulmate and we switched bodies.

— Yes, and you have a Tea Party to attend today. Do you think we can switch back before then?

— Unfortunately, no. Your island is quite far from the Whole Cake Island. Can you go instead? You’ll just have to sit without saying anything. It won’t last too long, and when it’s over you go straight to your room.

— But what if… I need to fight? I don’t know how to… — he interrupted you.

— Don’t worry, it shouldn’t have an attack. But if anything happens, look for Brûlée and explain everything. I’ll be there before the sunrise, and we’ll be able to switch back, hopefully.

He seemed so calm even in a situation like this. But following his advice, you went to the party. It was fun and there was delicious food everywhere, but you couldn’t disrespect your soulmate and remove the scarf off. Maybe when you switch back you can ask Katakuri to let you eat a few.

You started sweating whenever Big Mom or any of his kids got near you, trying to talk. So to avoid raising any suspicions, you just nodded the whole time. And whenever you heard a fuss, your soul felt like it’d leave your body, worried it’d be a confront. If you had to fight today, acting like Katakuri, you wouldn’t know what to do.

You were hungry, but too shy to ask for anything. As if someone heard your thoughts, a few small men knocked on your door, bringing donuts. Not just two or three, but many donuts. They bowed and left quickly.

After eating half of it, you fell asleep. You were very anxious since you’d meet your soulmate in a few hours, but your eyelids got heavier and you couldn’t fight the sleep anymore. You woke up a few hours later with someone gently tapping your arm. When you opened your eyes, you realized Katakuri had arrived.

You were still sleepy, and sat on the bed, rubbing your eyes until you actually felt awake. The height difference was quite a lot, and it was funny. You had to sit on the floor so the two of you would be face to face.

— Hello, Katakuri. — you felt incredibly shy now.

— Good morning. — he tried to hide the fact he was embarrassed, and was hoping you couldn’t hear how fast his heart was beating.

— This… Is it the time when we kiss?— you suggested, looking away. Would he think you were being too straightforward?

— Yes… We should… Kiss.

You pulled the scarf down slowly with your now cold hands. You closed your eyes, feeling very nervous. You kissed a few times before, but it still felt like something new. Especially now that it wasn’t just a random person, it was your soulmate.

Noticing you were waiting for him to make a move, he moved closer, sealing your lips together. Just a peck at first, until you gave him permission to deepen the kiss. Both of you were shy, and the kiss was a bit clumsy. Maybe he haven’t had many kisses too.

You didn’t have to open your eyes to realize you two had switched back, his big and strong hands holding your face was a sign that it worked. You rested your head on his hand, looking at him with eyes full of admiration and a soft smile on your lips.

— Aren’t you… Scared or disgusted? — he asked, feeling insecure now that his face was exposed to you.

— Why would I be? — you genuinely asked, smiling softly.

— Because… Of my mouth. I’m not how you probably wanted your soulmate to look like, and I don’t want you to think you have to put up with me because we’re soulmates. Now that we switched back, you can go if you want to. — his voice didn’t seem angry, as if he was demanding you to leave. It sounded sad, as if he had been through a lot.

You heart ached just to think that someone had the courage to hurt your soulmate.

Little did you know that many people treated him differently, not wanting to be around him or making fun of him because of his appearance; little did you know that while most of his siblings found their soulmates already, and he spent most of his life thinking he didn’t deserve his other half. Little did you know that he gave up on finding someone and started to deal with the fact that only his family would be able to love him.

But now, after meeting you, he threw his rational self out of the window. He felt like he could love someone; marry someone for a reason other than just a political marriage. But would you want him just like he wants you?

— We switched back, right? — you caressed his face softly. He wasn’t expecting it, no one has ever been this gentle with him before. — That means we’re in love.

— I don’t want you to be with someone like me, you’d only be in danger. — he turned his face not to see you. — You wouldn’t be able to deal with my siblings. It won’t be like playing house, and it won’t be like the marriage you might be expecting.

You got quiet, taking a deep breath. He wouldn’t push you away easily. Katakuri noticed your silence, and was expecting you to leave the room, agreeing that life with him wouldn’t be the perfect calm life you probably wanted. Instead, before he could even use his haki to have a glimpse of the future, you turned his face and pecked his lips.

— I won’t give up so easily. — you crossed your arms. — You’re my soulmate and I won’t leave you just because you think I can’t deal with a dangerous lifestyle. I want you, and if you want me too… We can make this work.

Looking at your face that was looking at him with love in your eyes, how could he say “no”? Maybe Big Mom would be willing to accept this relationship and give her blessing, and his siblings would be happy for him. He could even pretend it was all because of your family and their power at first.

His stomach started growling before he could say anything.

— I’m sorry, I only ate a few donuts while I was in your body. — you felt a little embarrassed about what you were about to ask. — But I wanted to eat some of the sweets yesterday. Do you think… — he didn’t let you finish the question.

— You can have the sweets, I’ll ask to get them delivered for breakfast. — he covered his face with the scarf again. — For now, you should sleep. We’ll have a long day meeting my family tomorrow.

[one-piece-dumpster-fire]

Masterlist for my writing from 2016 - 2018!

Boop boop~ Here are all the requests I finished during those three years! ((Hopefully every link works correctly this time...)) The list for 2019 is still in the making (it’s gonna be a real whopper y��all...) but once everything is done I’ll make sure to link every list in my header and set up a seperate page for them as well >:d!!! 

Even if the requests on here are rather old, there are still some that I’m pretty proud of huhu... so feel free to give it a look~

Ace

Kiss Prompt: A drunk/sloppy kiss- mini-scenario

Kiss Prompt: A jealous kiss- headcanon

Ace with a chubby s/o- headcanon

NSFW headcanon

reaction to his s/o having chubby cheeks- headcanon

Ace seeing his girlfriend in a pretty yukata- headcanon

reaction to seeing his crush in a swimsuit- headcanon

Ace reading a story to his children- headcanon

NSFW Alphabet- E U Y

NSFW Alphabet- F G Q U

NSFW Alphabet- A I Z

Ace with a ‘kissy’ s/o- headcanon

Akainu

Akainu discovering that his young lover is pregnant with his child- headcanon

Love headcanon

Aokiji

Love headcanon

Aokiji reuniting with a figure from his past- scenario

Baby 5

Friendship headcanon

Benn Beckman

NSFW Alphabet- B F I

Boa Hancock

Friendship headcanon

Brook

Relationship headcanon

Brook with a baby- headcanon

Brook and his s/o on a beach date- headcanon

Charlotte Brûlée

NSFW Alphabet- A H L

Charlotte Cracker

Cracker using his powers to make a biscuit figurine of his girlfriend- headcanon

General SFW and NSFW headcanon

Cracker taking you to Disneyland- headcanon

Charlotte Katakuri

General SFW and NSFW headcanon

NSFW Alphabet- A D J M O

NSFW Alphabet- S C Y

NSFW Alphabet- F I L

Katakuri taking you to Disneyland- headcanon

Charlotte Smoothie

Smoothie taking you to Disneyland- headcanon

Coby

General Romantic headcanon

Donquixote Rosinante//Corazon

reaction to being called ‘Daddy’- headcanon

General Romantic headcanon

Donquixote Doflamingo

Doflamingo discovering that his girlfriend has an eating disorder (trigger warning)- headcanon

Doflamingo having a mink girlfriend and half-mink daughter- headcanon

Doflamingo’s 6-year old daughter crushing on Usopp- headcanon

Doflamingo’s 6-year old daughter meeting Kyros in the Flower Field- headcanon

Doflamingo seducing a marine captain and getting her pregnant- headcanon

Doflamingo bringing his 5-year old daughter to a Government Meeting where she meets Sengoku and Tsuru- scenario

Doflamingo’s girlfriend and 6-year old daughter being on the run from the WG after he got captured- headcanon

Doflamingo’s 4-year old daughter having a tea party with Buffalo, Baby 5 and Dellinger- headcanon

reaction to being called ‘Daddy’- headcanon

NSFW Alphabet- A D I V W

Dracule Mihawk

Love headcanon

Eustass Kid

Kid reacting to his girlfriend being pregnant- headcanon

General Romantic headcanon

reaction to his s/o sleeping on his chest- headcanon

Kid ‘nursing’ his girlfriend back to health after she was almost killed- scenario

reaction to his s/o having chubby cheeks- headcanon

cuddling headcanon

Kid reading a story to his children- headcanon

NSFW Alphabet- C K P V

NSFW Alphabet- A B D F G

Kid with a shy and calm s/o- sfw and nsfw headcanon

Franky

Franky impressing a bunch of women with his robotic features- headcanon

Fukaboshi

NSFW Alphabet- D I K U W

Gecko Moria

Love headcanon

Iceburg

Love headcanon

Jinbei

reaction to seeing his crush in a swimsuit- headcanon

Killer

Romantic and NSFW headcanon

Love headcanon

cuddling headcanon

Marco

Kiss Prompt: Goodbye Kiss- headcanon

reaction to his s/o sleeping on his chest- headcanon

Love headcanon

reaction to his s/o having chubby cheeks- headcanon

reaction to seeing his crush in a swimsuit- headcanon

Marco with a platonic soulmate- headcanon

Marco spending time with his tired s/o- headcanon

Marguerite

visiting a normal country- headcanon

Nami

General Romantic headcanon

Nico Robin

General Romantic headcanon

Roronoa Zoro

Zoro seeing his girlfriend in a pretty yukata- headcanon

reaction to seeing his crush in a swimsuit- headcanon

Sabo

Relationship and NSFW headcanon

reaction to seeing his crush in a swimsuit- headcanon

Sabo reading a story to his children- headcanon

Sabo with a ‘kissy’ s/o- headcanon

Sanji

Sanji naming his baby daughter after his mother- headcanon

General Relationship headcanon

Sanji with a mink girlfriend- headcanon

Love headcanon

Sanji with a Kuudere s/o- headcanon

Sanji introducing his children to his family- scenario

NSFW Alphabet- C J K M X

NSFW Alphabet- D I Y

Shanks

Kiss Prompt: ‘I’ve missed you’ kiss- headcanon

General Romantic headcanon

Love headcanon

reaction to seeing his crush in a swimsuit- headcanon

cuddling headcanon

reaction to being called ‘Daddy’- headcanon

Sir Crocodile

Crocodile having a relationship with a younger woman- headcanon

Kiss Prompt: ‘Returned from the Dead’ kiss- scenario

reaction to being called ‘Daddy’- headcanon

Smoker

reaction to falling in love with an uprising pirate- headcanon

reaction to being called ‘Daddy’- headcanon

NSFW Alphabet- A C I P X

Thatch

reaction to his s/o having chubby cheeks- headcanon

Trafalgar Law

Kiss Prompt: Needing to kiss to hide from bad guys- mini-scenario

angsty scenario where the reader has feelings for Law and sees him with another woman

General Romantic headcanon

reaction to his s/o sleeping on his chest- headcanon

Law harassing someone who turns out to be his former childhood friend- headcanon

reaction to seeing his crush in a swimsuit- headcanon

Law reading a story to his children- headcanon

Law cuddling with his s/o while listening to whales singing outside the submarine- headcanon

NSFW Alphabet- E U Y

NSFW Alphabet- A I Z

X Drake

NSFW Alphabet- B C D F J

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I added 72 tags in 2021

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#portgas d ace - 7 posts

#one piece luffy - 5 posts

#one piece sabo - 4 posts

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#oh god if it was as detailed as this in the show or manga i think i would’ve had to take a very long break

My Top Posts in 2021

#5

People I’m telling you that Gol D. Roger was the epitome of Live, Laugh, Love and no I will not explain myself.

23 notes • Posted 2021-08-08 09:55:49 GMT

#4

Once again. I am well aware that Marineford happened but let me talk about thatch for a sec. I know he is ☠️ BUT I am choosing to ignore it and since (through the power of spite and dismissal) thatch isn’t dead, then Marineford didn’t happened and neither Ace or Whitebeard are dead 😌😌👆🏾

25 notes • Posted 2021-07-23 18:58:21 GMT

#3

Whole cake arc thoughts

After finishing the whole cake arc I will say that I am so scared for all of the Charlotte kids, even the ones who were just awful at times. Specifically Pudding, Perospero, Brûlée, and Katakuri.

Pudding: If Big Mom and her siblings ever found out what she did to help the Strawhats she’s essentially screwed. Her actions did end up helping them get away by specifically hiding Sanji and allat. I felt so bad for her, because her whole life she was told her face was creepy and that she should hide it away but the one person who didn’t was someone she was supposed to oppose, and the brief moment of happiness she got she had to literally erase from his mind and keep to herself.

Perospero: The moment Big Mom said that if he was lying she was gonna kill him I was scared for him. Especially when it came to the cake for her, He was really hoping that if the cake was poisoned it’d kill her and if it didn’t that she would forget or at least not attack him.

Brûlée: She got dragged around literally everywhere by the Strawhats, I’d be surprised if Big mom didn’t say or do anything to her. Nice to see she and Katakuri have a decent relationship though.

Katakuri: Man got beat by Luffy (technically), That would make Big Mom mad, and if not that then Flampe would spill the beans about his face to all their siblings which would affect their opinions of him. Honestly I’m more worried about how Big Mom reacted afterwards. Same thing as Pudding with being called freaky by others and hiding his face as a result. Also idk if it was me just looking into this but if you have to low key hope for a kid to come back to defeat your mother because she’s THAT awful then it really says something.

Idk these were just my main thoughts on these four specifically. Anyways this a Big Mom hate Page, She’s terrifying and horrible and I hate her.

30 notes • Posted 2021-08-07 05:52:28 GMT

#2

There’s something about mihawk just suffering from chronic boredom that appeals to my brain. He wakes up and CHOOSES to inconvenience people due to his own boredom.

46 notes • Posted 2021-07-23 09:08:40 GMT

#1

To all of those who make x reader posts, specifically poc x reader posts. I hope both sides of your pillow is cold, I hope your charger works, I hope you find money when and where you need it, I hope your days are peaceful and fun, and I especially hope y'all have a wonderful life.

105 notes • Posted 2021-04-27 06:51:06 GMT

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[op-law]

Charlotte Kato x Reader {I Need You} Ch 5

(Y/n)'s Pov

As my eyes remained fixed on my Mother's form, I completely forgot about the marshmallow that I had been trying to roast. It wasn't until Kato spoke up from behind me and pulled it from the fire did, I realize my mistake. "(Y/n) your marshmallow is on fire... It's a little burnt but I'll eat it if you don't want it" I had taken notice that this man seemed to love burnt marshmallows so I let him take it.

"Mother, are you going to explain yourself?" She had been sitting over there just roasting hot dogs for the last 15 minutes now but I really wanted to hear her explanation. "There's no need to rush things (Y/n) though I suppose if you're this impatient I could begin... Ren dear there's no need to glare at our guest please put your knife away" How in the hell did I miss the fact that Ren had that stupid little pocket knife of hers out? "I really want to carve a pumpkin Mum~ Why can't I play around with this one?"

"Now, now Ren let's not upset your sister though (Y/n) you know there's a perfectly good spot right next to you. There's no need to sit on Kato's lap. Hehehe" This lady was beginning to get on my nerves though I let it slide while I leaned farther back against Kato. "He's keeping me safe from you evil people" My reply was straightforward and before anyone could respond I stabbed yet another fluffy marshmallow onto the stick within my hands.

"I have a question!... Why is a person from a fictional world here? It doesn't make much sense to me" Once Yuki had spoken up, I turned my focus away from my marshmallow though I felt Kato take away my stick when he noticed my attention had shifted.

"The barrier between the multiple realms is at its weakest point during October. He must have fallen through a portal though he's, unfortunately, going to be stuck here until Halloween night since the power required to travel between the realms is far greater than my own ability... (Y/n) will be able to break the barrier during that night but it's a one-way trip so if he leaves this world than she'll have to go with him. Does anyone want some hot cocoa?"

"(Y/n) can't leave! She's my favorite sister!" As Yuki proceeded to yell at our Mother something crispy was pressed to my lips though when I realized it was a marshmallow, I allowed Kato to slip it past my lips. "It's (Y/n)'s decision to make Yuki... Ren, will you help me with the cocoa?" When my Step Sister stood up to follow behind my Mother, I caught a trace of a frown though it disappeared before I could think any more about it.

"Is that the only way to send Kato back to his own world Mother?" It didn't seem right that there was only one way to send the man home but as her body stopped, I got a surprising answer. "The only other option would be a human sacrifice and I highly doubt that's something you'd want to do... Come along Ren" Once she had finally disappeared into the house, I started to think over what she had said before. "Kato... did my Mother just suggest that I was a witch?"

Nothing was making sense to me at the moment though as her words repeated back in my mind, I didn't see any responsible explanation for my Mother's word choice. "You don't look like a witch (Y/n)" As my head tilted back, I locked eyes with Kato though I couldn't tell what he was thinking. "Would you hate me if I didn't send you back?"

If what my Mother said had any truth then I had to go with Kato in order for him to go home though could I really just abandon my whole life like that. "No, but if you go with me then I promise to protect you no matter what and I'll even make you my wife"

"No! You can't marry my sister you stupid pumpkin creep!" Alright, Yuki was going to get herself killed if she didn't sit down but it was almost enjoyable to watch the girl threaten Kato. "Hm, and why can't I marry her?" Hehehe. This was going to be quite the argument though first Yuki actually had to find the courage to speak again.

"W-Well..." Seeing my little sister avoid making any unnecessary eye contact with Kato was quite the sight to see though I decided to tease her a bit. "Hehehe. How many kids should we have my Pumpkin King?" Alright, Yuki might have been having a mini heart attack over there but I didn't care. "At least one though Mama will probably expect more than that... I hope she likes you (Y/n) since if she doesn't, we'll need to leave the family and go into hiding"

That came across almost like a lie since I knew how much Kato respected his Mother but his tone told me just how serious he was. "Awe, that's quite the claim but if you're willing to do that for me then let's do it. We leave Halloween night~" Yuki wasn't happy and her dismay was clearly written on her face. "Mom! Please talk some sense into (Y/n)!"

"Yuki dear stop yelling. Like I said it's (Y/n)'s choice to make and I think she's already decided what's going to happen on Halloween night. Isn't that right (Y/n)?" When the mug was held out in front of me, I took it though Yuki still didn't stop her complaining. "But Mom! You can't let this thing marry (Y/n)!" I could feel Kato's arm start to tighten around me as he thanked my Mother for the cocoa but I never told him to stop. He wasn't hurting me and I knew the man just was being protective over me.

"And why is that Yuki?" My mother was waiting for the girl to reply though Yuki never did instead she retreated into the house. "You should talk to her later (Y/n). So, are your plans set in stone? If they are, you'll need to master the correct spell before Halloween night... Oh, and I don't think that I have properly myself yet. My name is Luna Rue or since in your world last names go first, I guess I'd be considered Rue Luna. It's a true pleasure to finally make your acquaintance... though if you harm my precious (Y/n)-kins I'll murder you without a second thought. Alright, let's go back to having fun!"

"Mother don't say that! Why the hell does everyone in this house keep threatening to murder Kato!? There's going to be a war breaking out within the week if this keeps happening!" Since I didn't want to spill my hot cocoa I needed to calm down. "I'm going for a walk! Let's go, Kato!" I've had enough with dealing with stupid people today and I needed some fresh air. "Remember to be back before ten. The woods are dangerous at night"

"Whatever!" I might have been acting like an angry little ball of rage right now but I had every right to do so. "Should I bring these marshmallows with us (Y/n)?" My man was as smart as he was handsome. "Good idea Kato" I didn't wait for him though I knew thanks to his long legs he would easily be able to catch up. "Where are we going (Y/n)?"

"For a walk in the forest. That's okay with you, right?" The man replied quite quickly to my question but I had been drinking some cocoa so I couldn't respond right away. "Sure, (Y/n) walking in the forest sounds lovely. Just watch your step I wouldn't want you to trip and hurt yourself"

"Awe, thanks for worrying about me Kato" My Mother's hot cocoa was never scolding hot so I could drink it fine without worrying about burning my taste buds. "This hot cocoa is rather good (Y/n). How long are we planning on staying out here for?" Kato's tone didn't suggest that he was in a rush to go back to the house though I couldn't determine what this man was thinking half of the time. "I'll stay out here until I become less mad at my family"

"When your Mother said to be back by ten and that the woods are dangerous at night what exactly did, she mean?" That was an interesting question but it probably was due to wild animals or something. Hehehe. Or maybe even some supernatural bullshit it really was anyone's guess at this point. "Hm? I'm not completely sure she's never really given me a proper answer. Maybe we'll run into the wolfman or a ghost. Hehehe"

"I thought I saw a ghost once but it only turned out to be Brûlée walking around the house in the middle of the night" Why didn't that surprise me? "Poor Kato~ Don't worry if we run into a ghost, I'll protect us" It was a bold claim though I was sure that if we really did encounter a ghost, I might have to leave Kato behind and save myself.

"What time is it now (Y/n)?" Since I was wearing my wristwatch I quickly checked it and gave him a reply. "It's 7:30. Hm, I didn't think it was that late but I guess we were late for the bonfire. Whatever we still have plenty of time before we need to be back. Let's go on a little adventure just me and you!"

Since I was still holding my half-full cup of cocoa, I needed to go slow so it wouldn't spill. "Lead the way (Y/n)" Once a smile had taken over my lips, I finished my mug before I placed it down on the ground where I would be able to find it later. "If you're done you can leave the mug next to mine. We'll find them on the way back since it will be annoying to carry them the whole way"

"Are you sure that we'll able to find them? It's already getting dark out" Kato did make a good point though I'm sure that everything will work out just fine for us. "Relax Kato even if we do lose them my Mother got them from Walmart for like 50 cents so it's not a huge loss"

"How much is 50 cents (Y/n)?" Right, Kato's world used Beri as a currency while we used dollars and cents. "I believe it's 50 Beri but don't quote me on that estimate" I remember reading that the One Piece Beri was the equivalent to our worlds Yen so my estimate was most likely correct. "That's not very expensive at all... (Y/n) can I ask you something about what you said earlier?"

"Sure, you can ask me whatever you want but I want to be carried through the woods" I was surprised when Kato gave in to my demand though it didn't stop me from wrapping my arms around his neck. "Are you serious about giving up everything that you have here? Your entire family is here and you'll be alone in my world"

"Nah, I'll have you Kato so I won't be alone at all. You need me, don't you?" We were losing the daylight but I could still see the way Kato's smile started to widen before he turned towards me. "I do need you (Y/n). Hehehe. You're blushing~ Let me kiss you again (Y/n)" That was a bold demand on Kato's part though I gave into him since I liked this pumpkin.

I had originally thought that he would only kiss me once before pulling away but nope this man was going all-in with this little make-out session. As my mind began to wander, I was starting to wonder if Kato had kissed a girl before or even been intimate with someone else. He was 28 years old so for him to be a virgin it would be odd though there was no way in hell that I would be asking him that question.

Our session had lasted a while and I guess at some point Kato had taken to sitting underneath a tree but I was starting to grow cold. "I'm cold... Maybe we should go back"

"Here take my cape but let's stay out here for a little longer. The stars in your world are simply breathtaking and there so bright. I can hardly see the stars on my island due to the cloud coverage though I want to enjoy the view while I still can" It was a good thing that he was cute since I was only willing to freeze my butt off for certain people and this man in front of me happened to be one of them.

"Okay Kato but remember we can't break curfew"

"Alright, (Y/n) as you wish"

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End Chapter 5

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This is probably asking for much more than you already do and considering the dreaming of you prompt are mainly one shots for characters totally understand if you don’t do this but would you consider writing a pt2 or at least an ending for katakuri’s one. Recently read it, love it, can’t stop, thinking about it

Please🥺

I got you, anon. I wanted to have them see each other, at least. He didn't get to talk with them like the others in his NSFW fic prior, and I wanted him to have a happy ending. You're making me work today!

Elegia

Masterlist Here,

Word Count: 970+

Synopsis: After the events of Elegia with Tot Musica and Uta, you awaken to the looming figure of Katakuri standing above you. You apologise for the events that transpired, asking forgiveness for putting his siblings in danger, and only have respect meet you in your wake.

Themes: Katakuri x afab!reader, sfw, feelings, fluff, mentions of battle, mutual respect, mutual pining. Part 2 for Dreaming of You (NSFW) Here, One-Piece RED fic.

Tag list: @sordidmusings @nerium-lil @feral-artistry @since-im-already-here @writingmysanity @indydonuts @gingernut1314 @i-am-vita @carrotsunshine @mfreedomstuff @daydreamer-in-training

Waking up alone and isolated from your crew was not the way you anticipated your time in Elegia to conclude. A vicious battle between the demonic presence of Tot Musica, under the command of the siren-song of Uta, was not what you envisioned for your getaway. If you knew this is what awaited you, you would have especially taken more consideration in inviting your new friend Brûlée along with you to the island. 

Looking to your side, you noticed her form remained unmoving and unconscious as you stirred from your position lying in the grass. You immediately crawled over to her, your lethargy weighing you down and prompting your movements to be slow and staggered. 

Just before you managed to reach her, you felt a presence behind you and a large hand placed on your shoulder. You slowly winced up, your mind in a haze as you turned your gaze towards the presence. 

Charlotte Katakuri crouched down beside you and looked at his unconscious siblings just beyond you with an unreadable expression in his eyes. In his mind's eye, and in your own, you were all engaged in a vicious battle to take down the entity in perfect unison: you within the dream-land from the sing-sing fruit, and the reality combated by him externally with the Red-Hair pirates. 

You felt him in your eyes, and he felt you in his; both your observation Haki working in perfect synchrony to take down the demon and save the civilians and marines only there to enjoy Uta’s music. He placed a little more pressure on your shoulders, pinching the muscle beneath his wide fingertips. In unison, you spoke immediately in a hurried tone. 

“I’m so sorry, lord Charlotte,” you bowed your head and began to utter your sincere apologies to him, “If I knew this is what was waiting for us when I invited Brûlée here to the concert with me, I never would’ve-,” you started your hurried apology, only stopping when you focussed on his words.

“-I have never experienced fighting alongside such a skilled Haki user before. Observation and armament alike, you are truly a revered warrior,” he complimented you, shifting his grip on your shoulder to caress your cheek with his large hands. “Your grace on the battlefield and protection over my family did not go unnoticed here.” 

Your breath hitched, darting your eyes between his before looking down to the bodies of his unconscious siblings. Shaking your head away from his grip, you slowly sink to your knees and bow your head to him further. 

“I deserve no such praise, my lord,” you admit to him with a soft quiver in your tone and your mind racing with the aftershocks of adrenaline, “This is the second time your sister Brûlée has been injured because of me, and Oven did not fare much better.” Katakuri collected your chin beneath his fingers and angled your face up to gaze into his eyes. 

“They are unscathed,” he searched within your expression and thumbed over the apple of your cheek, “And they are unharmed physically.” He leaned forward and lowered himself down from his crouched position to kneel in front of you. “I am grateful for your friendship with my sister, please do not ever apologize to me for it.” 

A weight lifted off your shoulders as you darted your eyes between his, feeling something within his orbs suppressed below the surface. You dart your eyes down to the fur shroud covering his lips before returning to gaze up into his hazel-colored orbs. 

“Thank you, lord Charlotte,” you hang your head once more, choosing to honor him further with a low bow. He chased your gaze by lowering his head and angling his chin down, the shroud loosening over his lips and revealing a soft, toothy smile. 

“Please call me by my name,” he smiled further, both of you not noticing the two other Charlotte siblings stirring beside you and glancing up at you. You sighed, a small and shy smile rising to your lips, as you looked down to view his sharpened teeth and eel-like jaw. A soft rosy blush of shame and embarrassment grew on his cheeks as he noticed your gaze down on his lips. 

Wincing away, he retracted his hand and attempted to relift his shroud back over his lips, halting when he felt your gentle hand reach forward. You looked between his eyes, slowly adding a soft amount of pressure on his hand and softly urging him to reveal his face to you once more. 

“Would…” you began, searching his now revealed face with more purpose and a soft flush rising to your nose, ears and cheeks, “...Would you like to stay with me a while, Katakuri? Just until your siblings regain consciousness?” Katakuri looked beyond you to where Brûlée and Oven were looking at him, immediately falling to their backs and closing their eyes to feign unconsciousness. 

He smiled a soft, knowing smile and leaned forward, prompting your hand to raise from his hand up to cup his cheek. 

“I would like that very much,” he whispered your name, pressing his forehead to yours and closing his eyes upon impact. 

The connection between you was strong and powerful, short sparks of ignition tingling between the press of his head and the flames of new beginnings rising in your heart. You both raised soft smiles in unison, in view of his ‘sleeping’ siblings, and your crew now catching up with you in your place on the island. 

Katakuri now knew it was not only a possibility to have his dreams potentially become a reality with armament haki, but you may feel affection for him as he did feel for you. Breathing each other's air and holding one another close, you felt at peace and hopeful of what new beginning these sparks meant for the both of you.