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[mewiyev]

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Grandline-Fics Valentines Event Masterlist

Here's a list of all the requests made so far for the Valentine's Event so everyone can see what's to come since there are a couple of duplicates already. I'll be updating these as I go with links to the fics but they'll also be able to be found on the individual masterlists too.

Chocolate-Covered Strawberries- Unable to resist temptation anymore, they act

X-Drake Hongo Crocodile Doflamingo Killer Lucci Mihawk

Single Red Rose- When your date goes wrong, they come to your rescue

Law Benn Beckman Shanks Smoker Lucci King

Cupid’s Arrow- Could it be love at first sight?

Law Ace

True Love’s Kiss- The moment they realise they’re in love

Luffy Killer Doflamingo Sabo Ace Sanji

Love Potion- You were both only pretending to date. The feelings aren’t real…right?

Katakuri Smoker Rosinante Marco Ace Benn Beckman X-Drake Sabo

Love Letter- Currently separated, you’re limited in your methods of communication

Sanji Benn Beckman

Candlelight Dinners- What could possibly go wrong when a grand romantic gesture is planned?

Crocodile Kid Law

[mew-ya]

so, you saw my face...

[smokersbaby]

Smoker, Katakuri and big men from One Piece be like:

(Pic from Pinterest)

[sabo-has-my-heart]

Open request?! Here I go!

Could I perhaps have a Katakuri x reader where Katakuri thinks back on how they first met? She, a Baker,having her own cafe, heard just praise about her baked goods and walks in, staff and guest intimidated and she cames out greeting him like normal, a big smile and happiness in her voice, not one pinch of fear of him, talking merrily?

And then he smiles fondly at the memory, seeing her as she walks to him on their anniversary, few years later? 🥰🥰

Just had that in my head. Found it sweet fluffy fluff

So this is actually pretty fluffy... enjoy!

Warnings: shameless flirting

Word Count: 1030

     Glancing down at the box of pastries you’d left for him, Katakuri couldn’t help but smile behind his signature scarf. You always made sure to leave him a small treat for when he got home. Nothing big, but something that he could enjoy between lunch and his merienda, two or three ‘small’ donuts. Always with some sort of sweet message or cute decorations. Today’s message made his smile wider than usual. He’d have to do something particularly special for you today. How many years had it been now? Since the day he’d first met you? Since the day you first smiled at him.

     Katakuri had been considered one of the strongest, most intimidating people in all of Totto. A man shrouded in fantastic tales and rumors, a man capable of things most people could only dream of, a man who nobody truly knew. It hadn’t even been that long since he’d put on the scarf and hidden his face, yet nobody had said a thing about this mouth, as if nobody remembered, despite how it hadn’t been that long. It had been, what, 10 years since then? Since his sister had been hurt. People feared him greatly now, enough to stay away from his family. Walking down the street, he headed for a nearby cafe. He’d heard a lot about this place lately, how good it was, how kind the owner was, not a bad thing to be said. So he’d decided to try it, decided to see what the talk was about. Stepping inside, he watched as people looked up and immediately began to slowly scoot away in fear of the tall man. He didn’t care though, this was about normal for him. People were so afraid that they didn’t dare approach him unless necessary. Walking up to the counter, he glanced at the small sign ‘ring bell for service’. Were you understaffed or something? Internally shrugging to himself, he gently pressed down on the bell, the ring sounding throughout the store. It was just a couple of seconds later that you appeared from the back, hair pulled back, cheek covered in flower, a cute apron on, and wiping your hands on a towel, clearly removing small remains of dough. The man was taller than you, that much was obvious, but you didn’t mind, you’d seen all sorts of people since reaching Totto Land. glancing up at him, you smiled, a gesture that bewildered the man. 

     “Greetings, sorry for keeping you waiting, what can I get for you?” you asked, looking up at him with, quite possibly one of the biggest smiles he’d ever seen. Did… did you have no fear of him? Were you not intimidated by the tall man with a harsh look in his eyes? Still, looking into your eyes, he only saw sincerity and happiness as you waited for him. After a moment, Katakuri looked down at your selection sitting in the case.

     “A dozen donuts, mixed set.” he said simply, watching you bounce over to the case, quickly and easily putting a dozen donuts in the box. Setting it on a table behind the counter, you grabbed a small bag of frosting, swiftly adding something before closing the box and spinning around, setting it in front of him. 

     “As a new customer, I’m giving you the ‘new customer’ 50% discount!” you said with a friendly wink before leaning in a little, “And the cute guy 25% discount.” you added with a wink, bringing an immediate blush to his cheeks. Katakuri quickly handed you the money before taking the box and leaving. Almost as soon as he was out of the store, he opened the box, curious as to what you’d put on the donuts. A little smiley face was drawn on one while ‘Have a spectacular day’ was written across the others in red frosting. He could see why people talked so much about the wonderful, sweet owner. Now it was time to see if the pastries themselves were as good as he’d heard. 

     They were better. They were so much better than he’d expected. Enough so that he immediately wanted to hire you as one of the chateau chefs! Personally making his donuts every day for him, your delicious treats all for him. That night he’d walked in close to closing time. He didn’t ask, he said that you’d be joining the chateau chefs, that you would be working there. You giggled at him before shaking your head.

     “I can’t do that. I have a wonderful bakery here that I started with my own two hands. I won’t give it up for anything! This bakery is my treasure and I won’t let anyone take it from me. But I tell you what, you can come by any time, as one of the children of Big Mom, I’m sure you’ll have no problem affording my selection.” you said, shooing him out before exiting the building yourself and locking the door. It was closing time and you had to clean up. Looking at him through the window door, you smiled at him. Another genuine, happy smile.

     “Come back tomorrow, handsome, I’ll save a special batch for you.” you said through the door before starting to clean up. As much as he wanted to just kidnap you, he’d respected your wishes and let you be. 

     It had been the best decision of his life. Visiting the bakery, visiting you daily, eventually asking you out. You were always so kind and cheerful, always so sweet, he couldn't help but fall for you. Glancing back down at the donuts, he picked up the one that said ‘happy’ leaving the ‘anniversary’ donut for last. He already had something planned, but somehow, in the wake of your precious gift for him, it didn’t feel like enough. Nothing was ever enough when it came to you. He could give you the world and it still wouldn’t feel like he’d given you the best gift possible. Especially when you’d given him the best possible gift, your acceptance and love, despite his appearance, though you often said ‘including’ his appearance, insinuating that you weren’t at all disturbed by his mouth. He really couldn’t wait until tonight.

[newdruid]

That scene from Meet the Robinsons where Wilbur/the old man takes Lewis through the house and more or less introduces him to alllll the family members - BUT

It's actually Brulee/Puddin' leading Katakuri's fiancé Y/N through whole cake and introducing all their siblings.

[0ynes]

One Piece should really start animating the covers because anime onlys don't know the ass whooping Sanji's brothers are getting

[trying-something-n3w]

Chapter 1: Learning Curve

Charlotte Katakuri X Fem!Valkyrie!Reader

Summary: Fem!Valkyrie!Reader wakes up to a world of the complete unknown. Surrounded by an island made of biscuits and candy, lying in a crater of what you assumed to be your VERY graceful landing, your head pounds as you look around. As you climb out of the hole you created a tall and very intimidating figure appears in the distance. Once close enough to you, you notice the army of people behind the looming figure who distinctly looks like pirates. Pirates? Wait, why are there pirates?! And why do you have what seem to be wings coming out of your back?

words: 2,276

Warnings!: Injured reader, blood, slow burn

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Your eyes slowly focus as you try to catch your breath. You lie on your back, getting the wind knocked out of you was never fun. Your body aches as you try to lift your right arm. Once your eyes focus enough you notice the smoke that bellows from the crater you seem to be lying in. Once you fully asses your arm, noticing some scrapes and bruising, you drop it on the pile of rubble you lay on, pain surging through your body. You cough a couple of times before you’re able to roll yourself over onto your hands and knees. Eyes still a little blurry you try to prop yourself up to take in your surroundings. Your leg gives out the first time causing you to fall onto your elbows. You shout in frustration, your body not doing what you tell it to. With all the strength you can muster and with a struggled grunt you throw yourself onto your feet. You stagger forwards then back taking deep breaths. You don't remember how far you fell but it was obviously a pretty rough landing. Leaning on the edge of the crater you try to remember how you got to this point. Your memory is a blurry image of silhouettes and bright lights. You hiss and reach for your head pulling your hand back at the wet sensation. Blood is smeared on your palm, you look down at yourself. Your clothes are torn up, and the loose-fitting t-shirt is almost a crop top at this point. Your dark jeans have holes in places that make you uncomfortable but for the most part, you are decent. You start to feel the slight stinging of cuts running down your body, you're pretty banged up. 

Once you reach the top of the crater you do a full 360 to try and figure out where you are. The island you are on seems to be made of some type of... substance. You stagger forward a couple of steps holding your left arm close to your body due to its immense throbbing. Once you get close enough to some trees and bushes you come to the unearthly realization that you are surrounded by food. The trees and grass a glassy-looking candy and the ground was made of biscuits. You drop to your knees to run your palm against the candy grass. Your blood smears with the green of the grass making it a dull brown. 

You snap your head forward at the thunderous feeling of the ground shaking beneath you. In the distance, you see a tall looming figure approaching, holding a long trident. You hiss again and reach for your head, the pounding getting worse as you try to focus your eyes on the dark figure advancing forward. You sway as stand and walk toward the crater where you originated, facing the danger head-on. As the tall build of a man gets closer and you wipe the blood from your eyes you notice smaller figures following what now looks to be a commander. His monstrous form now becomes more clear with every long stride he takes. He stands above ten feet tall clad in black leather jeans with spikes protruding from the knees and a leather vest. His short crimson hair complements his sharp and precise crimson eyes. His lower facial features are covered by a fleece black and white scarf making him look mysterious and ominous at the same time. Noticing the bright pink tattoos on his right arm and shoulder you inhale deeply and close your eyes. He looks and feels strong. You take in the crowd behind him, everyone looking very distinct from each other. One thought ran through your head though as the similarities started to blur together. Pirates. These people rapidly ascending you are pirates. 

You take what you hope to be a tall and intimidating stance but you can tell you are fading fast. The outer edges of your vision darken, and your body aches like you've never felt before. You teeter forward your body becoming heavy. With every advancing step, you seem to be getting farther away from the looming figure in front of you, your line of sight tunneling. You start to notice a very heavy feeling on your shoulders and back now realising it's been there the entire time. You pause, glancing over your right shoulder. Your eyes widen as they catch a glimpse of vibrant and iridescent black feathered wings. Before you can take in the beauty of said wings a dark shadow begins to take shape in your vision. Your breathing begins to quicken as you slowly turn your head upwards to the large tower of a man. The last thing you remember is the inquisitive stare of dark ruby-red eyes and the feeling of your wings sagging in defeat. You fall forward onto a solid mass, out light a light.  

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The next time you open your eyes you are in a panic. The memories of waking up in an unknown land, facing an army and commander, and most shocking, the wings you now possess on your back. The first thing you do is assess your circumstances glancing around the small cell you find yourself in. In the opposite corner of the room, there is a small table with a tray of food on it. You rush to it realizing your stomach is in knots from how hungry you are. You struggle slightly from the chains around your feet but you eventually lug the heavy metal with you. The soft bread is divine on your taste buds, your feathers ruffle in your satisfaction. You glance at the bowl of what you assume to be hot soup, still steaming. Taking slow sips you take a moment to check out your wings. You bring one in front of you amazed by how natural the motions are. You run your hand along the black feathers, iridescent colors shimmering in the light of the small cell. A single feather falls into your lap. Once in your hand, you bring it up to your line of sight gawking at the beauty. You don’t have any memories prior to your very aggressive landing on the island made out of food but you have a feeling these wings are something new to your body. No matter how natural they felt, they still somehow seemed foreign.

 You take the last gulp of soup and set the bowl back onto the tray. you raise the glass of water that sits next to it to your lips. The cold feeling rushing down your throat and into your stomach is welcomed.

You finally stand and turn to the cell door. As you approach you see a guard standing a foot away from your room. 

“Uhm..” You have a coughing fit, not having used your voice up till now. You drink the water and clear your throat. “Um, excuse me? Could I possibly bother you for some information?” 

The guard stands solid and unmoving. Except for the slight sniffle, the guard didn't acknowledge your existence. With a little more confidence and a lot more irritation, you speak up once more.

“Excuse me, I was talking to you. Can you tell me where the hell I am and what the hell is this island?” Your frustration now at the front of your emotions you heave a big sigh as the guard once again ignores you. You bring your wings into a tight wall around you feeling more secure. You turn your back to the guard and opt for looking out the tiny slit of a window. When your eyes focus on the bright light you gasp at the sight before you. 

The land underneath you is bright and friendly looking, the water surrounding the island is purple and reminds you of a juice or soda. From your advantage point, you can see that the entire land is made of some type of food or candy. There's frosting on the cake buildings, gumdrops lining the biscuit walkways and roads, and cotton candy bushes with chocolate roots, every last bit was food-related. The island is bustling with people and creatures of drastic stature walking in harmony next to one another. You see a wide variety of races, what seemed to be animal hybrids, people made of actual foods, people with animal-like features but not fully animalistic like the hybrids. You gasp when you see someone with three eyes and another person with what looks to be cotton candy hair! What a world to be in!

The sound of clanking armor can be heard behind you and you frantically drop yourself back to the floor. You don't mean to look like you are cowering away but the comfort your wings brought you while wrapped around your figure was the only safe space you had. You didn't know why but you had a feeling your wings could protect you from the danger you're about to face. You watch carefully as the guard turns to his left and salutes up to a figure just outside your line of sight. Once the guard walks past your cell and closes the door behind them a tall and dark figure walks in front of your cell. 

You recognize the tall man instantly. He was the one to approach you in the field you landed in. Somehow seeing a somewhat familiar face seemed to ease the tension in your shoulders and your feathers open a little bit to get a better look. The voice that spoke was deep and gutteral startling you at first. 

“Who are you and why are you on this island?” Straight to the point, you guess. You open your mouth to respond and snap it shut realizing you didn't have an answer. Your brow furrows in frustration as you rack your brain for some clue. You look up to the man with sad eyes then cast them down coming to the conclusion that you just needed to tell him the truth.

“To be honest, uh, sir… I genuinely can't tell you who I am or what island I'm on. The only memory I have is waking up in the crater. Apologies, by the way, didn't really mean to make a mess I guess…” You chuckle slightly trying to lighten the mood. Being polite seemed like the best option. You look up from the ground you were staring at to see a surprised look on his face. You furrow your brow again at his reaction. He cleared his throat quickly becoming neutral again. You could still see the curiosity in his eyes. 

“So you have no idea where you are or who you are is that correct?” He leans back against the wall across from your cell door. You relax a little more as he seems to as well. You now sit crisscross against the cell wall, wings still close to your body but not as stiff as before. 

“Unfortunately, sir.” His response was instant.

“Please, call me Katakuri.” You meet his eyes for an instant then look away shyly. 

“Katakuri… Alright… I wish I could give you a name in return.” You look to your right feeling a tug at your heart. Not knowing who you were or where you were was really starting to upset you. Lost in your thoughts Katakuri just observes you. You start to bite your nail in annoyance again furrowing your brow. 

“Ya know, you’re going to get wrinkles if you keep furrowing your brow like that.” You look up at him in shock. For a second it's completely silent but your boisterous laughter fills the air. Katakuri’s eyes widen a fraction at your bright smile, no one usually smiles at him like that. You whip a tear away from your eye and hold your stomach. For someone so intimidating he sure wasn't scary. You finally stand up and make your way to him. Katakuri stands straight as you aproach. You reach your hand through the bars and smile up at him once again. 

“Thank you for a good laugh, I really needed it. It’s a pleasure to meet you Katakuri! I hope to learn more about this crazy world I find myself in!” Your eyes shine when you meet his. His features seem to soften just the tiniest amount as he reaches for your hand. 

“The pleasure is mine really.” He responds smoothly. He retracts his hand after a firm shake and a slight disappointment flashes through your mind. Shaking your head slightly you look up to him once more. 

“Would you mind if I asked you some questions Katakuri?” You tilt your head every so slightly as he looks upon you.

“I’ll be more than happy to answer any questions you have but for now they will have to wait.” He senses your hesitation and continues to clarify.

“You landed in a very notorious pirate territory. Mamma has summoned you.” From the look on your face he just sighs, he knows you don’t understand. If what you were saying was true, you have no idea how lucky you are to still be alive. If Katakuri hadn’t told Big Mom that you weren't a threat but an injured winged creature your fate would have been completely different. Big Mom was now intrigued by your existence instead of “threatened” per se. 

“She will be intimidating, more than me, but just tell her the truth and I don't see an issue with you being here.” Your eyes show trust and determination. Katakuri had a feeling Big Mom was going to like you, or at least tolerate you.

[count-alucard-tepes]

King👑x Reader

An unexpected encounter...

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Y/N had been part of the Big Mom pirates since she was 11 years old after being washed up on shore. Her unique black feathered wings was all Big Mom needed to be convinced that the child would be useful to her crew and she was taken in. Her most beloved son, Katakuri took the child under his 'wing' and she soon worked her way under his guidance until she was second in command of his crew.

It had been 20 years since that day.

Y/N had just reached the ship when she saw her Commander and smiled brightly, he was so amazing in her eyes and just the best person ever! She'd quickly go to his side, "...you look exceptionally sweet today, Katakuri-san", she said with a big smile.

He'd look down at her and roll his eyes, "...your sarcasm is going to be the death of me, Y/N....let's go, I haven't briefed you on our mission today".

Y/N would huff in response, "...that was me complimenting you! I wasn't even trying to be sarcastic for once!", she said as she followed him onto the ship.

"...that’s what you get for always being a smart ass then", he'd say with a teasingly tone as an older brother would do to a younger sibling.

"...hm...fine, where are you going today? Valley of the Gods to meet our ends?", she asked as she folded her arms across her chest.

He glared at her and tsked, "...see...always got to be a smart ass with a sarcastic mouth".

Y/N pouted and refused to talk anymore until he told her about the mission.

"...so in light of Big Mom's alliance with Kaido...his first in command is meeting us to give us weapons and what not...I've never had the pleasure of meeting him but...I don't have any high hopes either for it to be a pleasant encounter...he can fly like you...so maybe you both can fly around and become friends".

Y/N stomped her foot, "...ah see who's being sarcastic now!".

He couldn't help but chuckle a little before composing himself, "...I'd prefer you just follow my lead...don't need you to start a fight for nothing".

Y/N just pouted even more and turned away from him, "...you're so mean! I always end battles I start!", she said her flame on her back grew a little more with her increasing emotions.

"...before you set the ship on fire, do I need to throw you in the ocean?", he asked teasingly.

Y/N quickly stopped her flame and nodded negatively, "No! My wings will get all wet...you know what happens when I do...especially with salt water...".

"...good girl...", he said before going on his merienda, leaving the young woman to pout.

It wouldn't be long before they would arrive on the island and King's ship was spotted, however he was no where to be seen.

"...apparently he flew out all of a sudden...works out for us since we wouldn't have to encounter him", Katakuri said as the exchange of goods started.

Y/N looked around and nodded, "...I'm going to explore the island and then stretch my wings...don't wait for me, I'll fly back to the ship when I'm ready", she said as she began walking into the forested area.

"...be safe...", Katakuri murmured as he watched her before going back to the ship. He knew she could handle himself....but something at the back of his mind made him worry for her safety especially now that King was MIA.

The island wasn’t part of Big Mom’s territory so naturally they were nervous when they saw one of her pirates on their island but Y/N didn’t pose a threat and would just buy some watermelon before tapping at a little stores window, “…do you have any black hair dye any chance? It’s kind of an emergency “, she said with a smile as she took a lock of hair with a free hand and smiled weakly.

“…yes, my wife could apply it for you if you like…she’s a barber but she does get the occasional lady client too”, the shop owner said gently.

This was unexpected, Y/N never really encountered nice people outside of Big Mom’s territory so it was rather refreshing.

“…sure…I don’t think I’d fit inside…so maybe she could do it outside while I eat my watermelon”, Y/N said gently as the shop owner realized that she stood 4 meters tall!

Y/N sat on the grass, cross legged as the lady washed her hair and took off the remaining dye, only to reveal her white hair, “…your hair is so beautiful…why do you dye it?”, the lady asked as Y/N smiled weakly.

“…I never really thought it suited me…so I always dyed it even as a girl…and it matches my wings when it’s black so it’s looks pretty cool”, she said as she stuffed her face with more watermelon.

Little did she know, flying right above her was King who had seen her hair and heard the entire conversation.

Before the lady could even start applying the dye, a gush of wind suddenly dropped it all on the floor.

Y/N froze for a minute, that was not a normal gush of wind…she knew that all too well and would look up to make eye contact with King the Wildfire.

“…you asshole! What was that for!?”, she said as she stood up and glared at him, “…you could literally flap your wings anywhere but you had to do it when this nice lady was helping me out!”.

The fire on his back grew wilder and that silenced Y/N, why…was it similar to hers?

“…where did you come from, girl?”, he questioned as he landed with a loud thud and began closing the distance between himself and Y/N. The town’s people began hurrying off away as they knew this could end terribly.

Y/N gripped the hilt of her sword as she stepped backwards, “…that is no concern of yours…”, she said calmly, sensing the vibe he was giving was off. Immediately, she’d distance herself from him and fly off but he was hot on her heels and before she knew it, he grabbed onto her ankle and dragged her into the dense forest.

Both crashing into a fresh water stream, Y/N groaned as she got up and realized her sword was gone. Not too far from her stood King who seemingly recovered from the crash a lot faster than she did.

“….what the fuck is your problem!? You could have killed us both!”, she said angrily as she flapped her wings to make sure they were not hurt but they were soaked…there was no way she could fly now until they dried.

This time, King wasted no time and closed the distance between them, grabbing her by the throat and lifted her off her feet, “….where the fuck did you come from!? Answer me!”.

Y/N kicked at him and punched him as best as she could, eventually trying to pull at his fingers to release her neck.

He took every hit from her before his patience started to thin and his eyes narrowed, “TELL ME!?”, he roared.

“…r…red…line”, she finally said when his grip finally loosen.

Before he could even say or do anything further, a spear grazed the top off his arm and immediately he let go of Y/N who hit the ground with a loud thud as she gasped for air.

With a moment spared, mochi engulfed her body and retracted to its owner, Katakuri who held her close to him, “…relax, Y/N…I’m here now”, he whispered to her soothingly as she clung onto him with tears in her eyes.

He turned his attention back at King, “…you attacked my second in command…that is a threat in itself towards our emperors’ truce…”, he said calmly as King glared right back at him before turning away.

“…I have no issues with you, Katakuri…and I do not plan to”, he said calmly as he took off to the skies, looking over his shoulder at Y/N one last time before heading off to his ship.

Katakuri carried Y/N back to the ship and tended to her wounds, “…what happened?”, he asked quietly.

Y/N sighed softly, “…he attacked me first, he just saw me and started questioning me about where I came from…and things just escalated”.

“…and your hair…”, he said waiting for her to confirm what he already knew.

She blushed when she realized that it was now completely white, “…oh no! I hate it like this…”, she said before grabbing a pillow and covering it up as best she could.

“…so it’s like that naturally then…”, he said gently.

“…yeah…”, she said quietly as she didn’t want to make eye contact with him.

“…and you’re from Red Line?”, he asked.

She nodded before looking at him with hesitation written all over her face.

He simply nodded before patting her knee, “…I’ll get you some dye once we are home…but it does suit you a lot more though”.

She blushed a little, “…really? You think so?”, she asked as she took the pillow down and he just nodded a little.

“…get some rest, I’ll wake you up when we arrive”, he said gently as he headed to the door and closed it behind him.

She laid on the bed for a moment to process everything that had just happened before falling asleep.

Katakuri stood on the deck as he looked out at the ocean. What had happened was not good at all. He knew King was extremely dangerous and did not understand why he would attack Y/N and question her so brutally…everyone who knew about the Lunarians, also knew they were a dead race but here was Y/N.

So what was King’s problem?

He sighed softly, he needed to make sure Y/N was never near King again…no matter the cost.

((Let me know if you guys want a part 2!😆 I made her in her 30’s because King is 48 and I wanted them to have a closer age gap and 4 meters tall so that they are somewhat proportionate))

[isabeauwolf]

It's officially One Piece Day, guys! ☠️ Pass it on!

Who's your favorite Character or Characters from One Piece? Who's your husbando's and wifu's? ❤️😍👍

My One Piece hubby is Trafalgar Law! Dr Heart Stealer and Surgeon of Death himself stole my heart in the Sabaody arc 🤭 This man literally stole Zoro's spot as my #1 and has been ever since

My other favs are Zoro, Ace, Katakuri and Bartolomeo

[mildh4nn]

asked for some characters to draw and we got a healthy XIV and OP mix :)

it was a lot of fun trying clip to paint, just testing out things and having a bit more of freedom to paint around

[ninisa-is-sheepy]

Katakuri portrait! I'm close to finishing whole cake island and I just had to draw this big man ♥️

[lesbianneopolitan]

Sketch CM of Katakuri from One Piece squishing a small Saskia, for @nicorobinactually! 😊

[wyverns-blog]

They are my unconditional peace of mind, my tough-looking, cake-hearted boys.

[sabo-has-my-heart]

You're open for request 🥰🥰

Ok ok. Could I have a Katakuri x female reader? Katakuri being out and doing his duties and she wants to surprise him with Donuts for his Snack time? But she gets distracted in her mind, imagining New donut Decorations and ends up with WAY more Donuts than she thought and Katakuri Breaks her out of it, making her sigh and apologize for her head being in the clouds? That would be utterly adorable fluff

Thank you in advance and have a good day/night, and take enough Breaks! P.S you're amazing 🥰🥰🥰

This was so fluffy and sweet. Don't worry, I'm taking plenty of breaks, only one or 2 fics out a day, 3 if I'm really motivated (trust me, that's very few for me). I hope you enjoy this!

Warnings: 

Word Count: 1470

     Working the dough, you couldn’t help but hum to yourself, you’d decided to make your boyfriend’s donuts today and had gotten a very early start, having started almost the second he left. You knew how many he could eat and his love for the pastry, so you wanted to make sure you had enough by the time his merienda came around. Moreover, while he wasn’t exactly picky about his donuts, he’d been eating the donuts made by the chateau chefs for years meaning that you wanted these to hold up to theirs. It had taken you weeks to get everything you needed without Kata noticing, wanting the pastries to be a surprise, but you knew it would be worth it when you saw the look on his face. You even had some planned out. Jelly filled, glazed, sprinkles, powdered, nuts, everything you could think of had been prepared for your beloved’s snack time. All that you had to do was make them and put them together!

     Pulling the last of the donuts out of the particularly large frier, you smiled. The ones you’d cooked first had already cooled enough to start glazing, meaning that you were still on schedule. Grabbing one of the bowls of glaze, you started in. Everything was going according to plan, you had everything planned out. You’d start with standard glazed and sprinkles, then you’d do powdered, after that you’d do miscellaneous toppings, and finally, jelly filled. You even had enough leftover dough for more donuts if you managed to finish early. Stopping, you suddenly grinned, putting the glaze aside and grabbing some colored donut frosting and the chocolate frosting. This was going to be adorable! Making the donut didn’t take long, setting it aside proudly. It wasn’t over the top or flashy, but it was covered in little pink hearts and read ‘to my beloved’ in burgundy. Frowning, you looked at it. On second thought, maybe it was too plain, perhaps something a little more grandiose would look better? Huffing, you grabbed more frosting before glancing at the unglazed donuts, if you kept decorating these ones like this, there wouldn’t be enough regular chocolate covered… maybe a few more donuts? It’s not like Katakuri wouldn’t eat them and he’d probably be touched that you made so many. Smiling, you quickly turned the fryer back on before returning to your decorations. This one was going to be a bit more extravagant, something more worthy of your astounding mochi boyfriend… mochi… would mochi taste alright in a donut? Running over to the fridge, you pulled some of the stretchy, sticky treat out. While mochi wasn’t Kata’s favorite treat, he might like the pairing between donut and mochi. Just one or two would be alright, right? Hurrying around the kitchen, you set the mochi down before picking the decorations back up, a gleam in your eyes as you returned to your donut making. 

     Wiping your brow, you smiled as you looked down at some of your decorations. Glancing at the time you nodded, you still had plenty of time to properly glaze and decorate the others as you’d planned. At worst, you’d be just a couple minutes late, you might even be early if you ran. Pausing, you turned to see how many donuts you had, making sure that you’d have enough, frowning and huffing once more when you double counted and noted an excess. You’d made too many… well, it would be okay, so it was a few too many, if worse came to worse, you could give them to the chateau chefs or something as a reward for their constant hard work. Besides, you still had so many decoration ideas! Putting the extras aside, you rolled up your sleeves. The special ones would be for Katakuri, the chefs could have the plain glazed ones if there were too many, but your darling Kata came first! 

     Finishing up the specially decorated donuts, you smiled. There! Now he had plenty of decorated donuts plus his regular donuts! Turning, you panicked, where… where were the donuts made for plain glazing. Spinning around, you looked in slight horror as you counted the special donuts. You’d had so many ideas, you’d just kept grabbing donuts! No, no, it was fine! It was… that was a great idea! Grabbing another donut, you went to work again, starting to fry up yet another batch. You still had time, right? You didn’t even bother looking at the clock, the decorations hadn’t taken that long, it would be fine. Even as the clock ticked the seconds away, Katakuri’s merienda was only half an hour away now. 

     The chateau chefs cowered under Katakuri’s hard glare. His merienda hadn’t just been late, it hadn’t shown up at all! This had honestly never happened, the chefs too afraid of his mother and in awe of his power to dare ignore his sacred merienda.

     “I-it’s not our fault, Katakuri, sir! We were told to not deliver your donuts today!” one of the chefs piped up, still cowering before the man.

     “And who holds enough authority over you to dare interfere with my merienda?” Katakuri demanded, looming over the poor, terrified chefs.

     “I-it was Lady Y/n, sh-she said she had it covered today! W-we swear it, sir! Said she was gonna do something special!” another chef squeaked, surprising the mochi man. You’d told them? You were doing something special for him? Then… where were you? It wasn’t like you to forget. His mind immediately jumped to the worst, running out of the kitchen before the chefs could even take another breath, the group sighing in relief at the man’s departure. Maybe they should ask Big Mom for protection from her son, the man was terrifying. 

     Slamming the door open, Katakuri was immediately greeted by the smell of donuts, the man rushing to the kitchen. Standing in front of one of the counters, completely oblivious to the outside world, was you, in the cutest apron and humming as you decorated more donuts. Why, however, he wasn’t sure. Every free spot on the counters was piled high with donuts. Racks stacked on top of racks holding more donuts! Even with his love of donuts, this was a bit much! Sighing, he walked over to you, putting a hand on your shoulder. Whirling around, you looked up at him, your heart pounding. You hadn’t even heard him come in! Why was he even here? It was only… your eyes widened as you looked at the time, it was well past his merienda and, knowing Katakuri, he very well may have killed one of the chateau chefs for not delivering his donuts. 

     “I’m so sorry, Kata! I… I meant to show up with these sooner! I just wanted to make you a few donuts today!” you said in a panic, watching as he raised an eyebrow before looking around. Uncertain what he was looking at, you took a look around as well, finally noticing the sheer amount of glazed and decorated pastry you really had. It was certainly more than the ‘few’ you’d wanted to make for him. You sighed, hanging your head. Not only had you not shown up with his donuts, but you’d made far, far more than you’d intended

     “I… I’m sorry Kata, I didn’t mean to.” you said softly, your shoulders sagging. Giving a small smile, he caressed your cheek, lifting your head, making you look at him.

     “Thank you for the gift, maybe next time get help from the chefs so you don’t make too many. Even I can’t eat this many.” he said softly, pulling his scarf down to give you a gentle kiss on the forehead. You smiled and nodded in agreement, letting Kata grab a large plate of donuts, heading towards the living room, “Could you do me one last favor and get me some tea?” he asked sweetly, making you smile. You nodded, turning towards the tea pot. It was the least you could do after all the trouble you’d probably caused. Katakuri just smiled as he set the donuts on the coffee table. It might be a late merienda, but he’d definitely have to do something nice for you after all the hard work you’d put into this. Besides, the donuts would probably keep for a day so it’s not like they’d be going to waste. It didn’t take long for you to enter the living room with the tea, sitting down with Katakuri as he took a bite of one of the donuts.

     “Delicious, worth the wait.” he said sweetly, making you blush. Honestly, you didn’t believe him, but you’d accept the compliment as he enjoyed his treat. You’d have to set an alarm or something next time so you weren’t late again, but you definitely wanted to make him more donuts in the future.

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Katakuri test.

I was going to do his tattoo with grey pen but I forgot and ended up filling it in with my ink pen.