#let Omega Whitebeard into your hearts

[thisisallthehattersfault]

Pops has always smelled like peaches. It was the first thing Marco had noticed about the man, way back when he’d been nothing but a panicked pup stowing away on the wrong ship. The crew had been stupid enough to pick a fight with Whitebeard, and Marco had been cowering behind a stack of barrels, hoping the violence would pass him by, when all of a sudden he’d been scooped up and draped over the shoulder of an absolutely massive pirate, and Marco would have probably passed out from the panic if he hadn’t been so completely thrown off-guard by the rich, thick scent of an Omega.

Marco had still had a pup’s nose at the time, so the scent didn’t really register as much more than sweet and fruity and safety, comfort, I have you now. After his first rut, he’d scaled up Pops’s coat and stuck his face in the man’s neck and marveled at the smell of peaches and cream and strong black tea, caramel and cloves. He’d immediately gotten scent-drunk off the warm, rich sweetness of the old man’s affection, and the only reason he didn’t tip back and fall right off his shoulder is because Pops reached up in time to catch him.

Omegas are pretty rare on the seas. Not as much as the World Government tries to make them out to be of course, but there is some truth to the stereotypes; if you run into an Omega traveling with a pirate crew, it’s even odds they’re on that ship against their will. Not that that’s any less true with any other type of criminal, of course. Gangsters on land and pirates at sea and nobles in their feasting halls, it’s always the same — bullies go for the easy target, for the weak and the vulnerable, the young and the desperate and the naive. They fall on the feeble like ants to a corpse, and pick you clean.

It had honestly scared Marco at first, how open Whitebeard was about his sex. The man didn’t take scent-blockers. He didn’t bind his chest. When his heats came — and they came like clockwork every three months, because he wasn’t on suppressants either — he’d bundle himself and most of his small crew away into his nest, and yowl shamelessly for food or cuddles or for someone to start up a song. Part of the reason it took so long for Marco to accept that this was a permanent thing, that Whitebeard was keeping him and Marco didn’t need to keep a bag packed and an eye on the exit, was because he was so, so sure the loud, unruly, shameless Omega would be taught a lesson soon enough.

It had scared him, frustrated him. Made him wary. Nobody is allowed to be that free, he’d wanted to explain to Whitebeard, who for some reason just didn’t seem to get it. Nobody is allowed to be that happy with themselves. You’re too loud. You’re too proud. You’re too comfortable in your own skin. It doesn’t matter that you’re big and strong, they’ll kill you.

They’ll kill you, and I’ll be on my own again.

Eventually, somewhere between the second and the twentieth would-be challenger Whitebeard wiped the floor with, Marco started to realize that the man was more than big and strong, he was powerful. Powerful enough, maybe, to be loud. Powerful enough to be free, without worrying that someone would cage him for it. Marco watched the man who called him son conquer impossible challenges and defeat unbeatable enemies like it was easy, and somewhere along the line he forgot to hold onto his fear. Marco stopped sleeping with his shoes on, he unpacked that bag he’d been hiding in his locker, and then one day when the sun was high and the waters calm and Pop’s scent was syrupy-sweet with happiness, Marco had said “Pops-yoi? Would you bond me?”

And Whitebeard had. It was a little awkward — his fangs are long enough to puncture clear through Marco’s throat — but Whitebeard had been so, so careful, piercing the scent gland in Marco’s neck with the tip of one fang and injecting the venom deep into his blood stream. Then, to Marco’s stunned disbelief, Pops had picked him up and draped him over his shoulder and asked for a bite of his own.

That’s how it starts. An Omega with no pack and a boy with no parents and the peach-sweet summer scent now sunk into the both of them, on a rickety ship that won’t survive the year and with a handful of scavenged crew-mates that will either leave or choose to stay forever before that year is up. Those that choose to stay practically line up when they see the bond wounds on Marco and Pops, clambering for a chance to bite and be bitten. By the time they’re in Water 7 buying a used ship (it will be years still before the Moby is commissioned) Marco is a part of something he can’t remember ever being a part of before.

A pack.

[omegaworld]

Different Species [Alpha Marco x omega reader] - part 3 - Final

Important to understand the context

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 - Final

Word count: 947

Wano arc story spoiler

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Almost 7 years after they met, Marco was now commander of the first division of the Whitebeard Pirates, Y/n also had the chance to be commander of her own division but she decided to stay in Marco's.

That night á years ago was 'forgotten' and they both went back to what they were trying to ignore the feelings they both had to the fullest. Throughout those years Marco's mate never showed up, let alone Y/n's.

Currently Y/n and Marco were on a mission, they had intercepted a message about a Lunaria that was trapped on that island before being handed over to the government and went after it. Unfortunately it seemed that it was all just a trap by the Beast Pirates, King and Queen ambushed the duo and to make matters worse Y/n couldn't concentrate as he could swear that King's scent was familiar to him.

In a moment of distraction Marco is pinned to the ground by Queen leaving Y/n and King face to face, she was ready for an attack but is surprised when all he does is remove his mask and smile at her

"A-Albert?!?"

Y/n asks in shock. Was that him? It looked like him.

"I'm glad to see that even after all these years you haven't forgotten me."

Y/n is still paralysed in shock unable to register that her childhood friend was there alive. However King seizes the opportunity and with one swift movement he lowers himself to Y/n's height and kisses her. At that moment something runs through Y/n's body and she opens her eyes as she feels wings sprout from her back.

Marco looks at the whole scene with horror, he remembers Y/n telling him about this, the healing properties of the first kiss between fellow Lunarians. Oh the poor alpha's heart couldn't accept that everyone was really right, that he and Y/n because they are of different species are not mates. He couldn't accept it, not when his whole being was filled with anger and screaming for him to rip that alpha out of his omega. And at the same time a feeling of defeat and sadness filled him, it would be selfish for him to do that now that she had finally found her mate. She was his omega, the one he loved but she didn't belong to him, not anymore.

Y/n seems to finally recover from the shock and pushes King away pushing him away as he looks in shock at his wings testing to move them. King has a beaming smile and soon starts talking about how they are mates throwing up confessions and promises, he was too caught up in his speech to see the way Y/n's eyes glittered dangerously.

When King finally notices his silence he holds out his hand but Y/n slaps it away and spits on the floor in disgust before speaking.

"Who did this shit?"

She asks as Queen shouts indignantly.

"Shit?!?!!"

"It was you wasn't it?"

Y/n looks angrily at Queen who looks away overcommitted, indignant and proud at what her invention had done.

" S/n, babe"

Albert calls out but Y/n quickly shoves a punch into his face sending the unprepared alpha away. Using the opportunity of a very shocked Queen she picks up Marco and quickly flies away.

"That insolent girl! When I catch her she'll see the shit!"

Queen shouts angrily but King interrupts him wiping the blood from his nose

"It's not worth it"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S NOT WORTH IT?!!!"

King sighs touching his nose lightly.

"She's always been faster than me at flying. We won't be able to catch her, the plan has failed"

King sighs as Queen continues to babble on about how genius her inventions are. Kaido was not going to be pleased.

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As they fly away Marco watches Y/n's tears fall. Why was she doing this? She was abandoning her mate! Spotting her boat Y/n poses with Marco at the galley and Marco orders the rest of the crew to return to her father.

Watching her cry Marco's chest contorts in pain

" Y/n, he was your mate because-"

"NO HE WAS NOT!"

She shouts causing Marco to flinch before sitting down on the ground.

" Queen probably did something to activate my healing factor, Albert is not my mate"

Marco sighs sitting down next to her.

"Just because he's from an enemy crew you can't deny he's your mate"

"It's not like that at all! I simply know he's not my mate!"

"The healing factor has been activated. How are you so sure?"

"Because how can he be my mate if kissing him for the first time with healing factor doesn't even come close to the feeling of simply being near you?"

Marco's eyes widen, he wasn't expecting this. Could it be? It had been so long since he had met her, so long since he had fallen in love with her and so long since he had guarded his feelings. Maybe just this once 'shit' he wanted to be selfish, he wanted to see, he wanted to know what happens, to know how it feels if he just kisses her.

Holding Y/n's face with his hands Marco eagerly places his lips on hers. It is at that moment that they can both finally feel, that feeling and the love they both shared, their mates were never somewhere in the world they were all the time right under their noses. Marco pulls Y/n into his lap deepening the kiss before they have to pull away for breath.

Looking at her now Marco doesn't know how he ever doubted that his mate could be anyone other than her.

[thewildomega]

Alpha Headcanons

Ask:  Can you do a alpha shanks, Whitebeard or Katakuri with and Omega reader who is scared of sexual stuff because of something back that's happened to them in the best....or if it's ok an Omega that deals with depression and they are trying to help them out any way they can like with cuddles or to just talk with them if need be??

A/n: I chose to do both Shanks and Whitebeard. Once I get to Whole Cake Island and actually get to see Katakuri I will do ones for him, promise. Anyway, Hope these are okay. Thank you for the ask and if anyone ever needs to talk just shoot me a message and we’ll chat away into the night. I’ve suffered with depression for many years and I know what it’s like to feel like there is no one to talk to but please don’t ever hesitate to send me a message. Love to all. 

Past Sexual Trauma

Learning that his dear, sweet omega was afraid of sex or anything to do with sex because of something that happened to them before the two of them were a pair made the always cool man boil with anger. He will definitely know before the two of you are claimed mates but it will not change his decision. His anger was solely pinpointed on the person who had hurt his mate. 

As pervy as the emperor is he is ever so patient with his omega. He doesn’t care how long it takes he will not do anything with them until they are ready. 

Never does he wish to see fear in their eyes when they look to him. 

At first he would want to know all that happened so that he can better understand and also better hunt the person down to make them pay for what they have done. 

You can best believe he will find them and he will drag out their death. 

Trust is the most important thing in any relationship. He has never been the type of alpha to use his status as a means of forcing his right over anyone. 

Omega or not you are his equal and he will earn your trust before he tries anything. 

Once you are ready he will start off slow, cuddling, hand holding, kisses on the cheek. 

When sleeping he will wear clothes to make you comfortable and cuddle you to sleep. 

Everything goes at your pace. If you are ready to try something he will never turn you down but he will make sure you actually want it and aren’t just trying to push yourself for his sake. 

Omega with Depression

How it hurts his heart to see you in such pain. 

Most of the time he tries to keep you busy, knowing it gives your mind a break. 

During the times when his omega can’t seem to get out of their nest he keeps them company. He doesn’t mind a lazy day and will not leave you alone with your thoughts. 

Speaking of nest the red head will make sure you have anything you could ever need. 

Cuddles are his go to source of treatment and if he can’t be there to hold you then he wraps you in his cloak to offer you his scent. 

If their is a party going on he will not allow you to drink, having seen his omega try to drink their pain away to the point of alcohol poisoning before. 

Instead he focuses on making you laugh. He loves your laugh and wishes he could hear it more. 

Overall Shanks is a loving alpha and he will constantly remind you how much he loves you and how he is always there for you. 

Past Sexual trauma

Whitebeard is much like Shanks but they also differ in certain ways. We all know he is quick to decide who joins his family, even if they themselves may not be quite so willing at first. So he won’t know his newly chosen omega was hurt until after they are already his. 

Noticing their small body tense and finch whenever he goes to kiss or touch them he fears at first it was simply him, he was practically a giant after all. 

Getting them alone he will finally ask them what it is causing their discomfort. As the little omega tells him softly that they were previously hurt sexually and now they are afraid he will stiffen and remain silent. 

Quickly though he will realize that was a mistake when he sees his omega ball up on the bed and refuse to meet his eyes. Hearing them quietly say they understood he no longer wanted them and that he could drop them off on the closet island he felt a clenching in his heart. 

Without a word he will pull his omega into his chest and hold them there. ���What are you goin’ on about? You’re mine, nothin’s gonna change that.”

From then on he will move slow, carefully watching your reactions to each and every touch to make sure you are okay with it. 

As for the one that harmed you he will never say a word about them but that’s because he has already secretly had one of his children take care of them. 

He lets you take the lead when it comes to kisses and such but he does enjoy holding you. 

Sleeping with you curled up on his chest he keeps his hand over you when you tell him it’s okay, smiling when you tell him it makes you feel safe. 

Whitebeard is very protective over you and swears no one will ever harm you again. 

Omega with depression 

To be the strongest man in the world he sure does feel helpless when he sees his own omega hurting and knowing there is nothing he can do to make their pain go away. 

Unlike Shanks he doesn’t make you do anything. He is your alpha and he is contempt taking care of you. 

He will not however let you sulk away in the room. Most days he cradles you in his arms and carries you out to the deck to sit with him. 

Getting Thatch to cook you whatever your little heart desires he will feed you if you try to deny food. 

He doesn’t mind you drinking with him and the rest of the crew, knowing personally that alcohol was an easy pain reliever. Although like Shanks he will not let you overdo it. 

Knowing your nest is your safe spot he spends tons on anything yo need to help feel comfort. The massive bed is nothing but one big nest but he doesn’t mind at all. 

He knows being an alpha and you an omega scent is one thing that helps your depression so whenever you get a new item for your nest he is all too happy to cover the item in his scent. 

You yourself are always perfuming his scent in all hopes it may help. 

At night he holds you close and strokes your body, whispering how much he loves you and how he’ll always be there. 

[pastel9girlbunny000die]

Shanks/Usopp/Ace x abusive reader.s/o

Warning: Kissing, abuse, Nyctophobia, claustrophobia, sexual abuse, little nsfw!

Thanks for the request Omega-ish

Hope you enjoy❤

Portgas D. Shanks 🍺

🍺The Four Emperors are the four most dangerous and powerful pirate captains in the world. 

🍺And yes Shanks is one of them, and on top of that his a alpha.

🍺His a strong, passionate and brave man.

🍺Just by looks others might get the wrong idea thinking his cocky high ego and rude

🍺And you'd think a man like that only bat an eye for the most high class omegas, only to get in their pants.

🍺Buttttt!!!! NO

🍺Shanks is none of that, his a free spirit loving childlike man, Shanks is an extremely laid-back, preferring to take his time he doesn't rush things

🍺The first time he met his s/o...

🍺You sorta snuck on board his ship, it didn't take long for one of the crew to surprisingly find you.

🍺At first you didn't talk to him nor look him in his eyes, for your own sake you were too scared.

🍺So he let you be

🍺But couldn't ignored the way you looked, torn clothes, dirty skin, bruised and heavily scarred skin, messy hair and life drained eyes.

🍺It made him sick to the core. Just by looking at you he knew you went through horrible things

🍺He doesn't dare speak up, he doesn't want to remind you of those horrible things.

🍺As time went on

🍺Multiple times a day he goes below deck giving you something to eat and drink, than chat your ears off.

🍺He'd tell you about his many adventures, all the islands he been too how he met each of his crew, he even dig out the most personal things like how he lost his arm and how he got the three scars over his eye. With many more stories.

🍺It made you happy hearing them all feeling free with this red hair man, he made you smile laugh talk and sead tears of happiness, since you met him

🍺He even gave you a name. A place to belong and protected you, he thought you how to defend yourself and be badass. You learned how to read, write, cooking much much more

🍺He became your Alpha and claimed you as his omega, forming a strong bond connecting your hearts and souls forever.

🍺It made you glad that you snuck aboard his ship.

🍺Dispense having a new life living it to the fullest. Your heart is still scarred.

🍺Your fear came to life again when The Red Force docked at the same island you escaped from the first time you snuck on Shanks ship.

🍺Your alpha is the first to know your distress.

🍺But you chose to lie and tell him your okay, even though he didn't believe you he still You made sure to stuck to his side 24/7.

🍺It made him happy that you seek comfort from him but also placed him on high alert.

🍺Yes Shanks knows why you don't wanna be here and he makes sure this is only a quick restock in and out.

🍺Not staying for a drink or party.

🍺It was hard for you too open up to him but he was sure to listen to every word that left your mouth.

🍺(Any person of your choice) they where horrible people, using omegas for slavery abusing them to the breaking point, once brought the omega can be used for anything of the owners choice.

🍺All the torture and pain you felt locked up in a cage days ends night ends.

🍺It made Shanks furious and angry, but he knows that he couldn't do anything what has been done can't be un done

🍺All he could do is comfort you, purr in your ear brushing away your tears.

🍺From then you knew he'd always be yours heart body and soul

🍺Give you anything.

🍺And everything.

🍺But the tables turned quickly when you and him ran into (Any person of your choice) the person who abused Shanks omega for years.

🍺In anger (Any person of your choice) tried to lure you back to them, while you quiver behind Shanks hiding in his cape, he could feel your smaller from trembling pressing your face in his thoracic spine and hands gripping his shirt.

🍺He could smell the change in your scent it wasn't sweet or loving anymore it was replaced with (Displeased smell of your choice), it made his inner alpha very protective of you.

🍺Now Shanks isn't the kind of man that would turn to violence and rudeness in this kind of situations.

🍺At was at this point the guy came near you two wanting to rip you off your alpha, but didn't go to well for him when Shanks Haoshoku Haki hit him, (Any person of your choice) drop to the ground knocked out.

🍺it was no surprise that Shanks s/o wasn't affected, they're strong but there are some fears that can leave a person trembling and hopeless

🍺But none less Shanks will protect his omega. Even if you cower in fear.

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Usopp (Sniper King)🏹

🏹Personally you hate alphas, and because of that Luffy had a hard time getting you to join his crew, 90% of the crew is alpha's

🏹But you joined anyway

🏹When Usopp first met his s/o he like any other saw you pretty strong confidence and level headed, but being a great liar like himself he could see the fake smile

🏹He decided to just stay out of it. But he couldn't help but wanting to get closer to you, get to know you and enjoy time with you

🏹First of all you really like Usopp ever since you step foot on Marry, he was funny goofy and outspoken brave

🏹And you like him so much that you'd even back him up in a fight, he's a real cute beta

🏹Yes, you read that right... Usopp s/o thought that he was a beta, he doesn't necessarily act like an alpha he has no confidence high pride or cocky ego.

🏹Blindly with the idea of him being a beta, made you grew closer to him, forming a great friendship making everlasting memories and moments

🏹At a point you confessed your feelings and he accepted them making you the happiest omega alive.

🏹It made him happy too

🏹But you two haven't mated/marked each other yet. It doesn't mean you haven't created a unbreakable bond

🏹But you also haven't told him about your childhood and what happened, not ready to dig out all the pain and suffering

🏹That was until you two got separated from the others trying to get back to the Thousand Sunny and crew

🏹Somehow you guys docked at the wrong island, with a flesh eating gigantic snake living on it.

🏹And Yes... it was currently chasing Usopp and his s/o though the forest.

🏹"Run run run! Its going to eat us!" Usopp cried dragging his s/o along with him running for thier lives

🏹Well you see the both of you would've easily beaten the crab out of the thing.. if ya didn't leave your weapons on the Sunny.

🏹Luckily for you, Usopp spotted a old mine tunnel in your path of crisis without thinking he rushed you two in.

🏹Now here's the thing-

🏹When Usopp's s/o where a child they where sold off to a group of mountain bandits and they didn't treat their "item" with care, they locked you up in a cage and tortured you for days whipping you breaking you down mentally and physically and on special days they shut you in a box and shove you into darkness

🏹You develop claustrophobia and Nyctophobia, which wasn't good you have been able to avoid them for long

🏹But in this situation it brought up both.

🏹The tunnel was blocked with a death end and you two took too many turns you couldn't see the daylights anymore along with the place being small for two people.

🏹The little light Usopp managed to make wasn't working well for you.

🏹Your breath became heavier the walls felt like their closing in, your heart beat filled your ears beating faster and faster, your body paralyzed your vision somehow became blurry.

🏹You were having a panic attack before you knew it.

🏹"(Y/n) babe. What's wrong?" Usopp caught on real quick smelling the change in your scent and hearing soft whimpers leave your lips as tears stream down your face.

🏹It made the alpha in him click taking control, crouching down in front of you taking your hands into his

🏹His scent reaching you for the first time it was so strong and powerful the purr from him calmed your body and mind.

🏹His alpha reaching out for your omega the first time ever, you saw the thing you hate with passion and Usopp was one of them

🏹But different you knew him for a long time and shared so much with him, his nothing like them he genuinely loved care protect you without expecting anything in return.

🏹Calming you and scenting you the best of his ability.

🏹Not thinking at all you told him in a broken voice with tears about your phobias and the abuse you suffered as a child.

🏹Opening up your most venerable side.

🏹He truly felt connected to you finally broke your walls, without trying.

🏹He continue to comfort you telling you silly stories and making you giggle here and there.

🏹While you both waited for the others to find you, it didn't take long

🏹That night he made sure to claim you as his, marking you and all promise to protect you and help you overcome your fears

🏹He even accepted you as you are.

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Portgas D. Ace🔥

🔥Ace met you when he joined Whitebeard, that's when he became attached to you.

🔥Wherever you go he goes, his always by your side, if he or you don't have a mission that is.

🔥Truthfully Ace doesn't know much about your pass and that doesn't bother him, but your still not a very open person.

🔥At least he knows little things about he was able to pick up on the way like how your strong and brave, but also quite and patient how you are less social and older than him but looks hella young.

🔥But what catch his attention is all your scars they must have been from great battles but the most painful one is the one on your nape it looked as if skin was torn off leaving a nasty mark.

🔥But it was mostly covered by a shirt (or your hair if you have long hair).

🔥For you Ace is the sweetest and most honorable person you've met his cute and badass.

🔥But you love how he pouts when you treat him like a child, or baby him. It made you happy to care for him, feed him clean after him giving him much attention.

🔥It made your connection with the alpha much stronger without needing to say a word you two feel in love over the years

🔥Creating a very strong relationship and a loving one at that. You did hesitate to become his it gave you doubts and anxiety.

🔥But what you fear the most was mating with him you fear having to explain your scars near your private.

🔥Its all case of "him" that man what he did to you was no forgiving matter.

🔥That's till one night Ace and his s/o was in the perfect mood, bodies against one and other hands exploring your cloths covered flesh.

🔥He was about to unbuckle your pants which made you shot in defense pushing him away as he came crashing down the bed.

🔥At first he thought he did something wrong, seeing your face upset and pain expression.

🔥both sitting in silence, your scent increasing but with a smell to make sure Ace stayed away but his Alpha fought it wanting to be near you not leaving you in this state.

🔥He didn't made you say anything didn't ask anything just hugged you tightly to his chest rubbing your back.

🔥A long quite moment passed still in his arms you open your mouth begging him not to leave you. Tears sobbing hiccups and mumbling words left your lips

🔥"Calm down tell me what's wrong?" He kept his voice soft and purred more.

🔥"I-i use to b-be marr-married." Half a loath off your chest, it seemed Ace didn't care so what if you where married before your now here with him and your his that's all that mattered.

🔥But it all changed when you continued

🔥You were married once before. To a man you thought was truly your soul mate, you two where happy but it all shattered when you tried having children.

🔥You tried and tried and tried. But nothing.

🔥Slowly he started becoming less of the man you knew, he became rough and untenable during your "activities". He made you bleed and didn't stop when pleading for it he.

🔥He began using his alpha voice on you, scaring you. Breaking you down.

🔥Not long after he became a drunk, hitting cutting and sexually abusing you.

🔥You had enough tearing out his mark/bite, escaping his claws, but he chased after you, till you literally ran into Whitebeard, the pirate captain defended you, beat the living shit out of him, took you in treated you with respect and care.

🔥You became his daughter/son. You became one of the most strongest and feared pirate under Whitebeard. (And the old geezer is damn proud of you!)

🔥After hearing all that Ace accepted you even more, loving you with care as he continue to praise your body analyze ever curve, scar, soft squeezy place (Butt/Boobs😏) .

🔥Till he reached your private parts down below seeing the stretch marks and abusive places.

🔥He must've think its disgusting and not worth it anymore, just through you in the back. And be forgotten - That's what you thought.

🔥But instead he gave you a night you'd never forget, he was so gentle and considerate letting you take the lead. Along with marking you as his mate forever no regrets.

🔥lest just say, the following week you came on to some morning sickness, It was like destiny was telling you Ace is the only one no one else would work.

🔥Fire First Ace is your Alpha. And you his omega.

[thisisallthehattersfault]

I’m still thinking about omega Whitebeard. My man is so goddamn hugelarge that one of his kids could just faceplant into the scent gland on his wrist and hide there when they’re having a bad day, completely smothered in the scent of pack-family-matriarch

The World Government absolutely censors the fact that he’s omega because it goes too strongly against their preferred gender roles, but it is absolutely not something he has ever kept a secret. In his early days there were many a dumbass who thought his gender made him weak and tried some foolishness. Nobody ever tried twice.

I imagine by the time the series starts Whitebeard is well into whatever the omegaverse version of menopause is, and as a result his scent has deepened, the fruits and nectars that once perfumed the Moby going rich and a little earthy like sun-dried fruit. Ace doesn’t let Whitebeard scent him until after he tells him who his father is. In the aftermath of that conversation, Ace curls his whole body up into the man’s neck and just rolls around in the scent there while his Pops just laughs and purrs at him.

Just. Omega Whitebeard. Strongest Man In The World. Emperor of the Sea. Ten thousand children, no alpha. Out here proving that any guy can be your baby girl but it takes a man to be a single mother.

Let Omega Whitebeard into your hearts.

[omegaworld]

Different Species [Alpha Marco x omega reader] - part 2

Important to understand the context

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 - Final

Word count: 1575

Ok so I abandoned tumblr because of my college evaluations and now that I go into holiday and come to write I realize that the chapters in drafts and I didn't leave them scheduled so they weren't posted....

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Oden's story spoiler from the Wano arc

I realised I made a mistake in the age count in the previous chapter, actually when Marco was 15 Oden had just joined the crew, two years later when he's 17 Momonosuke is born and when Momo turns two they leave Whitebeard's pirates. I will continue with the mistake of the previous chapter but it was just for your knowledge.

The fanart is not mine but it has the @ of the creator.

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For Y/n that first rut was hell on earth, after that comforting smell leaving everything seemed to get ten times worse. Throughout the rut all she could do was crave the alpha who possessed such a scent.

When her rut finally ended she was greeted enthusiastically by members of Whitebeard's pirates and eventually joined the crew. Y/n was a skilled fighter in both hand-to-hand and long-range combat, fast and agile using two knives that she could throw with aim.

None of Whitebeard's Pirates mentioned the incident between Y/n and Marco again out of respect as most of them know how hard it is to learn to resist the alpha instinct.

Ever since Y/n had joined the crew Marco had been the alpha that had caught her attention, she didn't know how to explain it but she felt herself constantly pulled towards the alpha. The crew had told her that it was Marco who had carried her to the ship even though the omega could tell by the smell alone but it made her wonder. Why did his scent affect her so much? Was it because it was her first heat? Regardless of whether or not that could have influenced it Y/n loved everything about Marco, being around him just felt right.

Over those years that had passed they had both always been very close but one night in specific completely changed the intensity of their relationship.

___

For months Y/n has been fighting the pain, trying to distract herself, training, learning to read, cooking...but on nights like that the reality of being pinned to the ground kept the tears flowing as she tried futilely to fall asleep. She didn't want anyone from the crew to see her like this.

When Marco was about to go up to the galley to take his watch he was told there was no need as Y/n was already taking his shift. He thought it was odd and the alpha's instinct begged him to go up and check what was in fact going on with his omega. He bites his tongue scolding himself for internally calling her 'his' again.

Good thing the alpha went up because when he got to the top he saw Y/n curled up in a ball crying. Probably the same instinct that made him call her his own earlier makes him act automatically in response to the omega's state. He sat beside her pulling her into his arms, purring and releasing comfort hormones to calm her down.

All Y/n can do is cling to Marco as she cries, the alpha is patient whispering words of comfort in her ear. Slowly her crying subsides and Marco takes a deep breath before asking what made her like this.

Was it worth lying? It was Marco, she hated the idea of lying to him. So Y/n tells him everything she has been going through, how hard it is, hard not being able to fly, being stuck to the ground and how all she wishes most is to be free again and be able to fly through the sea.

Marco's heart squeezes seeing his omega like this perhaps because more than anyone he understands the feeling, he knows what it is like to be free and to be able to fly and how he would never be able to live without it again. The pain she is feeling is unimaginable but still he is the one who can understand her best.

"Then let's fly"

Y/n wipes away the remnants of tears and looks at Marco uncomprehendingly

"How?"

"I'll take you"

Marco extends his hand which the omega grabs still hesitant but when he does Marco jumps transforming into the Phoenix. Y/n closes her eyes but when she opens them again the sight is incredible. Again she was flying, the wind, the stars, the clouds and the ground she had finally walked away from. All this while being enveloped in beautiful blue flames that chased away any cold she might feel tenderly warming her heart. Yet while the pain of not being able to fly was eased a new pain seemed to arise with the beautiful flames. Was it right to fall in love with someone who didn't belong to you?

___

Since that night the whole crew noticed the difference and how much closer they both were however no one was able to comment (at least not in front of them) not wanting to address the fact that they were not mates despite how in love the crew could tell they both were.

Even though he knew she could defend herself Marco started to be more protective of her. Whenever they visited any island he always accompanied her never leaving her side or that he at least made sure she went with someone he trusted. When Y/n was close to the rut he could tell even before the omega himself and during the whole rut he would not leave his door making sure that no pranksters were plotting to try anything against his omega.

Y/n on the other hand became much more affectionate towards her alpha taking every opportunity to cuddle him making sure to leave some of her scent on her alpha. Their nest became filled with purple and blue blankets and pillows where somewhere in between there were some shirts that had mysteriously disappeared from Marco's wardrobe.

One day they visited an island, Y/n went down with Sakura to visit the fair and Thatch went with the two omegas to protect them since both Marco and Izou had things to do on the ship.

They returned later and while most were distracted by what the three brought Marco's eyes were fixed on the fine coloured braid that Y/n wore. When Izou came to greet his companion he too seemed to notice the braid and Sakura explained.

"There was a beta at the fair making these braids, they call it terere and I wanted to make one, the colour reminds me of your lipstick. Y/n made one too."

At that point all eyes turned to Y/n and she could have sworn her heart was going to explode, especially when her eyes met Marco's. Why the hell did she have to explain the reason for the colour choice??? Even a child could tell how the colour of her terere resembled the colour of Marco's fenix and that happened to be exactly what happened.

"It is so beautiful! It looks like the colour of Marco's phoenix"

Momo's innocence says what everyone just thought. Luckily Toki intervened saving everyone from the tension of the moment

At that point the whole crew understood perhaps even better than themselves that they were both in an unofficial relationship.

___

After an intense battle against Roger's Pirates that lasted 3 days it was time to say goodbye to Momonosuke, Toki and Oden who decided to embark on a journey to reach the end of the grand line.

Biting her lip Y/n walks hesitantly knocking on the door of the room where Toki was getting ready to leave.

"Come in"

Y/n opens the door revealing a smiling Toki.

"Toki, I wanted to ask you a question"

"Sure"

"You have travelled for a long time across centuries right?"

Toki nods icentivating her to continue and Y/n takes a deep breath trying to control her nervousness.

"During that time did you ever encounter companions of different species?"

The older omega's eyes fill with understanding and empathy.

"I have never seen"

Y/n tries to hold back the tears. After all what did she expect?

"But I know of a book that might have the answers you're looking for"

Y/n's eyes widen and Toki smiles as she writes the name of the book on a piece of paper and hands it to him.

___

Since that first night they flew together, doing so had become a sort of tradition between the two of them. They both laughed as they landed in the galley and sat down while chatting animatedly.

Marco slowly stops paying attention to the conversation losing himself looking at Y/n, she seems to notice the alpha's silence and is surprised to turn around and find him much closer than expected. The omega can feel Marco's breath on her parted lips and slowly closes her eyes feeling him getting closer and closer. However just as his lips are about to brush hers he seems to wake the trance by abruptly getting up and ending the moment.

Without looking her in the eye again Marco whispers a "Good night" and quietly walks away leaving behind an extremely shaken Y/n. As much as it hurt her and as much as he might have hurt her Marco was glad he hadn't kissed her. He loved her, he loved her never than he ever thought possible as well as he knew she loved him too and that was why he couldn't do it.

To love is to care. He would not hurt her by starting something that would one day end, one day when she found the one who was born to love her. Not Marco, someone else, someone of her kind, someone who would be her alpha and who could heal her.

He knows he made the right decision, one day they will both find their mates. But why did the thought of having an omega that didn't Y/n make Marco's alpha want to cry? Why did the right decision hurt so much?

[thewildomega]

Alpha Whitebeard x pregnant omega headcanons

A/n: Thank you o the anon that requested these. I think I got a little carried away...again. But it’s Whitebeard so can you blame me? Anyway hope you enjoy these. 

Whitebeard will notice immediately when his dear little omega starts becoming tired easily, constantly falling asleep in his lap. Sometimes he goes looking for her when he hasn't seen her for a while and finds her sleeping in their massive bed. 

At first he would think you had been pushing yourself too much, doing too much and he will tell the crew to make sure you don't try and help out so much. 

When you do fall asleep on his lap he will simply move you to the nook of his arm and tug his jacket up to cover you some. 

Days later when you begin getting sick he will start to actually worry. You can never seem to keep anything down for long. 

Waking in the middle of the night to find you not in bed with him he panics. Finding you asleep on the the bathroom floor he will gently scoop you up and go to carry you back only for you to wiggle down and run back to the toilet to empty your already empty stomach. 

Demanding Marco give you a full check up he paces the deck outside of his room. The crew don't dare bother him, never seeing him like this before. He's worried, in all their years together he has never seen his omega this sick before. Sure she's gotten a cold or even a stomach bug but never like this. 

You on the other hand already have a feeling about what is causing your sickness. When your son tells you that you are with child you see him look to you and blink. "You already knew..." Nodding you saw his brows knit together. "Then why..." he goes to ask, glancing over his shoulder towards the door but you smile sadly. "It's taken so long Marco, I...I don't want to get his hopes up if something goes wrong." 

It didn't take much convincing on your part to swear your dear son into secrecy. Neither of you wanting to cause the captain any pain. Besides in just another week you should be far enough along that all would be okay. 

Straightening up as the door to his cabin opened he looked to his first son and saw him as calm as ever. "Well?" urged. "She's fine." marco shrugged. "Fine. Fine. She is not fine, she is puking her guts out, she's always tired, she..." "Pops. Ma is alright. It's probably just a little bug, I'll make her some ginger tea, it helps with Nausea. Just make sure she rests and I'm sure the nausea will pass in a bit." 

Deflating he watched as Marco moved down towards the kitchen and sighed. Rubbing his face he looked to the door before moving inside. Looking over to her he saw her sitting up in bed, her eyes looking to him and a tired smile coming over her lips. Walking over to her when she held her arms out for him he kneeled down on the floor and placed his head in her lap. 

Marco had been right, by the ginger tea had helped along with the cooks making her blander foods. She was still tired all the time but she wasnt getting sick nowhere near as much. 

While he was happy his omega was getting better now something else was going on. She seemed to always want to be touching him. He didn't mind truly but a man needed his space every now and again. Gritting his teeth when she clung to his arm for the millionth time that day he let out an annoyed sigh. "Would you quit being so damn clingy woman." he snapped making everyone look to him. 

Flinching a bit at his sudden outburst you released his arm slowly and curled up some. Hearing him complain about not being able to drink his sake in peace you dropped your eyes to your lap and felt them water up. 

Without a word he watched her slip down from his lap and walk away with her head hung low.

It wasn't until later that night had he went to their room and found her. Looking down at their shared bed he furrowed his brows. She had built a nest? but she only ever built a nest when she was close to her heat and that... counting in his head he looked back down to her, that wasn't for another two months. Leaning closer he saw she had one of his shirts pulled up to her nose and... it had damp spots on it under her eyes. She had been crying. But she never cried. 

Over the next few days he could only sulk as his female kept mostly to herself. Sitting in his chair his eyes would follow her around the deck as she walked slowly, her eyes staring out across the sea. 

She would come when he called her, sit in his lap but she would no longer cling to him like she did before. 

What he found even stranger was that she refused to share a drop of sake with him. She had always drank with him before so why did she suddenly not want to. One night when they were all drinking and partying he had tried pushing his bottle to her lips, knowing when they both got a little tipsy there would normally be some good love makin' later that night but this time she had only shook her head and pushed it away. Grunting when she didn't want to join in on the party he tried again.

Becoming annoyed you finally snapped and knocked the bottle from his hand. "I said I didn't want any, now quit."

Stunned by her sudden temper he opened and closed his mouth before growling. That night the party had been ruined when the two of them got into a heated argument, not the first one but definitely the worst. It had ended with the both of them saying things they shouldn't have said and going their separate ways. 

Choosing to sleep out in his chair that night he told the crew to leave him be and set in the dark alone. They had never been like this, not in fifteen years had they ever felt so far apart. She was just so... different and it irritated him because she was his omega and as her alpha he should know everything about her.

Rolling his head to the side he noticed the soft light coming from the bath house and narrowed his eyes. Chugging down the rest of his sake he pushed himself up from the chair. 

Soaking in the massive tub you leaned against the side with, laying your head on your crossed arms and closing your eyes. Snapped out of your thoughts by the door being thrown open you let out a long sigh when your alpha's scent filled your nose. "Go away Edward. I don't want to fight anymore." you said in a soft voice. 

Shutting the door behind him with a slam he stared at her back through the steam. "No. You and I are going to talk." Kicking off his boots and pushing off his pants he stepped into the hot water and moved over to her. 

Looking over her bare back he licked his lips but shook his head. Sitting down he pulled her to his chest, holding her small body in his hand. "You are hiding something from me and I want to know what it is right now." Seeing her go to deny it he gripped her chin with the tips of his fingers and forced her eyes to his. "No, you can't lie to me. I know there is something. Are you growing tired of me? Is that it, do you want to leave me or..."

Hearing this made your heart ache and you quickly leaned up to silence him with a kiss. Pecking his lips a few times you cupped his face in your small hands and sighed softly. "I would never leave you or grow tired of you alpha. I love you." When he looked down at you with those warm yellow eyes you smiled softly as he started listing off all the things you had been doing to make him think something was wrong.

"Why?" he asked in a deep voice. Seeing her eyes tear up again but a large smile grow on her lips he knit his brows. 

"Because you big jerk, I'm pregnant." 

His whole body went stiff, his mind went blank and his throat was suddenly dry. "Co...come again l..lass?"

Sniffling you kissed his nose and then his cheek and down to his jaw. "You're going to be a daddy." grabbing his massive hand and moving it down to your lower abdomen. 

After that night there were no more problems between the two of you. 

Whitebeard was the most attentive he had ever been in his life. He catered to all of his omega's needs. 

Anything you wanted, you got. 

He demanded she didn't lift a single finger and told the crew as much. 

Edward will be there every step of the way. If there is something you are craving he will sail to that specific island to get it, even if it is clear across the sea. 

You are never allowed out of his hold for long because there is no place safer than in the arms of the strongest man in the world. 

If it was up to him you would be locked away in the safety of the cabin, surrounded by pillows and blankets and no sharp objects of any kind. 

Arriving at islands he refuses to allow you off with anyone other than himself. Walking as close to you as he can only because you finally put your foot down and told him he couldn't carry you everywhere he keeps his haki activated at all times to make sure you and his unborn pup are never in harm's way. 

While he loves the sight of your belly swollen with his child, his chest puffing up with pride knowing that he had successfully bred you, he becomes extremely possessive, growling loudly if anyone looks at your baby bump for too long. 

Once when it came time for you to get some maternity dresses he about made one of the women at the clothing shop faint from fright when he snapped at her for touching your large belly. Smacking him you gave him a angry glare and pointed to the back wall, demanding he go wait in the corner. 

Sitting in his chair he will hold you in his lap and gently stroke your belly.

At night he will lay with his face close to abdomen and talk to his pup growing inside of you. 

When the pup kicks and he feels it you feel your heart swell at the large smile on his face, the light in his eyes. 

As your delivery day grows closer he will sail back to his home island, wanting his child to be born on the safety of land. 

He joins you for your walks, walking slowly beside you, always on alert as you suck in breaths and slow your steps. 

Labor is long and hard but he never leaves your side, stroking your hair, kissing your temple and brow while he purrs for you. 

He hates to see you in pain and at times Marco wonders if his father is having sympathy pains for his omega. 

Boy or girl. One or multiples he doesn't care, he will be in awe. 

He will cry there is no doubt about it. As soon as he sees his long awaited pup he will burst into tears. 

When Marco lays he tiny wailing pup on your chest that is all he sees. Even covered in blood and birth he is sure he has never seen anything more precious in all his life. 

Watching the newborn's cry slowly die down once both him and his omega gently purr for their child he smiles proudly. 

Sitting behind his mate as she nurses their pup he chuckles softly when you make the comment about them having his appetite. Letting the pup hold the tip of his finger in their tiny hand he smiles proudly, "Little runt's got a grip as well."  

Holding his pup to his bare chest he gently lays his large hand over the babe to keep them warm.

You are fast asleep, exhausted from the long and difficult birth. He feels you curl up between his spread legs, your upper half nuzzling his thigh. 

Rubbing his omega's back as she gets her well deserved rest he sighs softly. Staring down at the family he had always wanted. 

[thewildomega]

Alpha Whitebeard headcanons

A/N: Thank you for the request anon! This took me longer to do than I intended but manly because I was trying to figure out how to make this work. So The idea I have came up with is the reader(Omega) will have the Saizu Saizu No Mi (Size size fruit) same as the reader had in my Katakuri fic. Basically the reader has the ability to change size. Minimum is 6 inches, Maximum is 15 feet. Now that we have that settled let’s get started. 

P.s. Probably going to be some little stories added in with the headcanons. Beware it’s probably going to be long because my love for this man is too strong to be contained.

Sfw

If normal alphas are known to be large, strong, leaders then Whitebeard is the fucking Apex Alpha by traits alone. However Edward isn’t necessarily aggressive unless you fuck with his family. 

The man is highly protective over what he considers his. This includes his territory, his crew, his ship and most importantly his omega.When it comes to his mate he can at times be considers possesive. 

The two of you have been together for years, since before he was known as Whitebeard, before he was a captain himself. 

Pillaging the city Edward made quick work of gathering all the treasure and anything else he could find. Captain Rocks was causing his usual mayhem along with most of the other crew. Cutting down the few men that tried taking him on he was about to leave the high class home when he heard muffled crying. 

“...elp...omeon...ease..”

Knitting his brows he looked to one of the other crew members as he passed by the kicked in door. “Here, take this back to the ship.” he told him, tossing him the bag of loot. 

“Whatcha doin’ Newgate?” 

“Heard somethin’.” was all he said before he started walking down the stairs to the basement. Ducking his head to fit he got down to the dark room and looked over to the far corner only for his breath to catch in his throat. It was a woman, a young woman. She was chained up and in a cage, a blindfold over her eyes and a gag tied around her mouth. Without another thought he was moving over to unlock the cage with the keys placed on a hook not too far away. The woman who he saw was dressed in nothing but a raggedy cream colored gown curled up as best she could at the sudden noise. Bruises and bloody cuts decorated her skin. Crouching down he reached into the cage and felt a low growl rumble in his chest when the strong scent filled his nose, she was an omega. Hooking his finger under the blindfold he lifted it up and off her head. 

You were shaking at the noise, your cage being opened. The person, whoever it was hadn’t aid anything. When something warm touched your cheek you flinched and felt as the person removed your blindfold. When you saw the two yellow eyes looking at you you froze, it was a man, a large man. 

Staring into her e/c eyes he blinked, his heart hammering in his chest. Coming back to his eyes dropped to the gag. Pulling out his knife he saw her scared eyes snap to the blade and her frail body tense. “It’s alright.” he told her. Moving the knife towards her he saw tear fall onto her dirty cheek, she thought he was going to kill her. 

As the knife moved towards you you braced yourself for the pain, and closed your eyes but to your surprise there was no pain and you felt the gag in your mouth fall slack and then get pulled away. Wincing at the ache you closed your sore mouth, your lips cracked from dehydration. 

Dropping the gag to the floor he looked again to the woman, he bet under all that grit and blood there was a right pretty woman. She looked to be maybe nineteen or so. No doubt she had been taken as a slave, omegas normally were taken young, as soon as they showed signs. “What’s your name darling?”

Staring at the no doubt alpha male you said nothing. Hearing him hum and then tilt his head you watched as he moved to unlock the seastone cuffs around your wrists and then ankles. 

Moving to put up his knife he leaned up, “Well my name is Edwa...’ before he could finish she had lunged forward. Going to stop her she suddenly shrunk down to only a few inches tall making him sit there stund or a moment. Quickly snapping out of it he moved to grab her. “Hey.. now you just..” 

Growing to your full size which had to be close to his own you threw your fist through the air and into his jaw. As soon as he was knocked backwards you shrunk back down to your normal size and ran for it, hearing him right behind you. You made it to only the top of the stairs before you were lifted into the air and thrown back into the wall hard. 

Hearing the feminine yelp he hurried up the stairs and skidded to a stop when he saw Rocks standing there along with a few more, Kido and Linlin  being two of them. Snapping his eyes to the omega laying on the floor by the wall he saw Rocks and the other looking to her in amusement. 

“Now what do we have here?” Rocks asked in a laugh. “An omega? Well aren’t you a rare treasure.” 

Breathing heavily he snapped his eyes between that of his captain and the omega who was now backing into the corner. Watching as Rocks made to go towards her he stood tall, “I want her.” 

Stopping mid step Rocks looked towards Newgate and rose a brow, tilting his head with a sinister grin on his face. “What was that Newgate?”

Looking Rocks in the eyes he took a deep breath. “I want her. I’m the one who found her so by right she belongs to me. I will forfeit my share of the treasure in exchange for her.” 

Narrowing his eyes Rocks looked to the large male, holding up his hand when Kido went to butt in. Newgate was a strong asset to his crew he knew this and he also knew how easy it would be to keep control over him with an omega to be able to threaten. Smiling he glanced to the omega and then back to Newgate. “This island and then the next two.”

Sighing he nodded firmly. 

Chuckling Rocks tilted his head towards the female. “The bitch is your responsibility.”

Sfw headcanons continued

Edward had taken care of you from then after, no matter how hard you made it. 

Like all alphas your health is very important to him, he doesn’t put up with you skipping meals or doing anything to put yourself in danger. 

He claimed you quickly. Making you shift to your larger size with a deep command in his alpha voice he held you tightly and sunk his large, sharp teeth into your neck. It seemed to last forever but once he pulled away, holding your small limp body against his massive one. For the remainder of the night he had held you close, holding you in one of his hands while his large tongue lapped at the deep bite. 

You call him Ed and he calls you Darling, lass, sweetheart, little one and omega. When he does call you by name you know he means business and there is a good chance you are in trouble. 

If you call him alpha though and sit on his lap then you can pretty much get away with murder and he will give you whatever you want. 

While still in Rocks crew he keeps you locked away in his room, he doesn’t trust any one else on that ship. He will however take you out when the ship docks. 

Once the big man gets a ship of his own you are allowed to roam wherever you like. 

The crew he gets are your sons just as much as they are his. Some like Marco call you ‘Ma’. 

He has never been a controlling alpha. You are your own person and he allows you to dress, talk and do whatever you want so long as it doesn’t put you in danger. That being said you are not allowed off ship alone he knows all too well that an omega is always a target, even more so when she is the omega of a notorious pirate such as himself. 

You sit on his lap or on his shoulder. 

The man practically drowns you in his scent. There is no doubt that you are a taken omega. 

Sleeping is a bit of this and that. Sometimes you sleep on his chest with his hand overtop of you (That is his favorite) Other times you sleep beside him, curled up into his side. No matter which way you sleep it always gives him a heart attack if he wakes up and you aren’t there. You have been known to shrink down when you have nightmares and he is always afraid he may have crushed you. 

Some may look at the both of you and wonder how it works and if you were just some poor omega that he took. At first it was rough, you loathed him but he never treated you wrongly. Now you were proud to call him yours as he is you. You love him and he loves you. 

Hope this was okay. I didn’t do NSFW because I thought this was long enough, but if anyone wants it just let me know. Thank you for reading!

[thewildomega]

Doughnut of lies Ch. 4

"And just who are you? What reason do you have for requesting to board my ship and speak with me?"

Looking up to the giant of a man you felt your heart hammering in your chest. He was sitting in this massive chair that looked more like a thrown looking down at you with a mixture of amusement and annoyance. Memorizing every little detail about the man you felt a warming in your chest at the wavy blond locks that your mother had said you inherited from him. His eyes were a yellow color with the smallest amount of wrinkles at each side. He had a strong jaw and brow with his large crescent white mustache under his nose, not a hair out of place. The build of his body was all muscle and looking to his huge hands you knew he could easily crush you if he so wanted. And you thought Katakuri and his brothers were big. Remembering he had asked you a question you swallowed hard and looked up to him. "M..my name is y/n...I..I'm your daughter." you spoke, your voice trembling with nerves. Everything went quiet after that and you watched as he just stared at you for some time before he let out a loud laugh, when some of his crew joined in you felt your brows furrow.

"You can't be serious girl!? You think some measly little runt like yourself could be my pup?!" he asked and then started laughing again.

"I do. I..."

"No." he said in a deep voice standing from his chair to look down even further on the girl. "I don't know what kind of trick you are trying to play girl. Money, is that what you want? Or is it fame? Either way you will get nothing from me!"

Feeling your heart clench you shook your head and looked up to him. "Please if you will just list..."

"ENOUGH!" he yelled, the entire ship shaking from he roar. "I grow tired of people like you trying to claim to be my spawns. I am not your father girl. In fact I feel sorry for the man who is. Who would want a pathetic runt like you as a child?" he huffed, his emotions getting the better of him.

Gasping a little under your breath you dropped your eyes to your feet when you felt your lip begin to quiver and your eyes fill with tears.

Looking down at the small girl he saw her curl up some and sighed, closing his eyes and shaking his head. "Get off my ship. If I ever see you around my territory again I won't show mercy." he said in a deep voice before turning and walking to his own cabin.

Hearing him walk away and then the slam of a door you swallowed hard, trying to push down the lump that was growing in your throat.

"You heard him girl." one of his men said.

Pushing your hand into your pocket you heard as they all stiffened, seeing some of them place their hands on their swords out of the corner of your eye. Walking forward you went up the few steps to his large chair.

"Hey, hey what do you think you ar..." One went to say but was cut off by Marco holding up his hand.

Lifting your shaking hand up you reached up to put the ring and vivre card on the seat, a silent tear falling from your eye as you looked to the cabin door. Sniffling you rubbed your hand over your wet cheeks and dropped your head before turning and walking back towards the side of the ship so you could climb the ladder down to your own ship. Once on your own ship you didn't look to any of your crew, making your way to your own little room.

"Where now Y/n?" Vic asked in his deep voice.

"Anywhere." you told the beta male in a emotionless voice. Nothing else was said as you closed the door and moved over to your bed. Curling up you heard as Vic gave the orders, where to you didn't know, didn't care. You felt numb. Finding your father had been your goal since your mother had died and now you had. He was your last hope at happiness, last chance at a family. Now though that was all gone. You had nothing. Sure you could have probably tried to prove to him that you were in fact his daughter but what was the point? He didn't want you... no one did. So what did you do now?

................................

It had been a few days since you had been denied by your father and you had not came out of your room. Vic and some of the others tried bringing you food but you turned them away, you didn't want anything, well anything but alcohol. Choosing to drown away your sorrows in whatever kind of alcohol was on ship you layed in bed, contempt on wasting away. Having fell asleep you were awoken by what sounded like cannons. Snapping your eyes open you looked around your dark room and then heard yelling coming from outside.

"Y/n! Y/n we got company!" Vic yelled.

Jumping out of bed you grabbed your sword and ran for the door. As soon as you opened it you were blasted back by a cannonball hitting the mast, sending splinters of wood everywhere. A little dazed by the blast you stood and again grabbed your sword which had fallen to the deck. Hearing yelling you looked to see people boarding your ship. Seeing one of the men go to cut down Jack you quickly moved to his defense. Swiping your sword through the sir you blocked his attack and then brought your sword around to cut his head from his shoulders.

"Y/n look out!" Ripper yelled, knocking you to the ground to keep a bullet form hitting your chest.

"Ooff!" you gasped out, his large body crushing you. "Ripper get off me." you said but he didn't move. Pushing on his body he rolled to the deck and you noticed the bullet had hit him. Furrowing your brows you looked to your crew mate and felt rage. Snapping your eyes to the other ship you let out a roar, you didn't recognize the jolly roger but whoever they were, they were going to pay. Grabbing your sword you charged forward, cutting down every man you saw. Your crew were loyal and they would fight hard to save each other but there was too many. All too soon it was only you left and you yelled out as you swung your sword towards one of the men. Feeling a sharp pain in your thigh you cried out and felt your left leg grow weak under you. Panting you refused to give up, you wouldn't go out without a fight. Charging towards another you heard a gun and choked out as it hit you in the shoulder making you drop your sword. Looking up to the men you grit your teeth and glared at them, their laughing only making you all the more angry. Using your devil fruit powers you grew larger and again went for them, hell bent on at least ringing one of their necks. A hard hit to the back of your head made you fall to the deck and your body shrink back down to it's normal size. Feeling dazed you panted and went to push yourself up but before you could someone stepped on your back and held you down. Feeling something get snapped onto your wrist you grunted out and struggled but it was no use.

"Well done boys, well done." a male voice called.

Lifting your chin some you looked to the large male that was walking towards you and narrowed your eyes. Seeing him crouch down in front of you, you snarled when he gripped your face in his hand, baring your teeth.

"Well aren't you a feisty one." he chuckled. Tilting her face a little he looked her over and rose a brow. "We sure this is the one?" he asked one of his other men.

Looking over the girl's face he smirked and nodded. "Yes sir."

Humming he smirked, "Well she doesn't look like much but even if she isn't the one she will at least provide entertainment."

Growling you moved your head and bot down on his hand hard. Hearing the crunch of his bone between your teeth and then him scream you were forced to let go when something hard kicked your side, knocking the breath from you.

"GRRRAAA!" he roared, looking down at his bleeding hand and then to the girl. "You are going to regret that." he snarled before kicking the side of her head and knocking her unconscious. "Lock her up in the brig." he told his men and watched as one came over and heaved her over his shoulder to carry her to their ship. "Wait." he said when he saw something hanging from her neck. Reaching over he lifted the stone in his hand and huffed, "Playing beta huh?" he said before tugging the necklace from her neck and tossing it to the floor.  Sniffing the female he grinned, "We got ourselves an omega boys!" he yelled and heard his crew cheer. Nodding his head to the male he watched him take the omega away. Looking over the small ship he huffed. "Search it for anything valuable and then leave it to the sea."

"Yes sir!"

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Closing his eyes he thought back on everything that had happened, he remembered all of it now. He remembered how he had ignored her, how he had belittled her, hit her and worst of all, he had made her cry. He hadn't seen her cry since they were children, not since her mother had died. Then there was the news he just been informed of, she was an omega. Y/n was an omega. They were best friends and somehow he hadn't known. It hurt both his feelings knowing that she had kept this from him for twenty years and also his pride. He was an alpha, how the fuck could he not have seen the signs, there was so many of them. For one she was small, but in his defense most people were to him. Second she so good with children, always had been, every child took right to her. Next there was his attraction to her and not just physical. No he loved being around her and he had never been a people person. He hated if anyone touched her, especially if it was another male. God he was such a fucking idiot. One thing was for certain though, when he did find her they would have a long talk and she would never be allowed out of his sight again. No some way or another she would be his wife, he would accept no other.

He had been sailing for four days now and there was no sight of y/n's ship. Holding her Vivre card in his hand he saw it move still in the direction they were going. As of yesterday morning the edge of it had started burning, she was in trouble. He needed to find her and he needed to find her now. The knowledge that her life was in jeopardy put him on edge.

"Whitebeard ship up ahead..."

Looking out he saw the large ship and growled. He didn't like asking for help but right about now he was willing to do anything to find his love before it was too late.

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Sitting at his desk Whitebeard looked at the ring held between his large fingers in sorrow and shame. Marco had knocked on his door about a good ten minutes after he had left the girl on the deck, his daughter. Being too caught up in his own emotions he had dismissed the man quickly. It wasn't until later that night did he hear another round of knocks on his door and this time let his second in command inside.

"Hey pops, that girl the one from earlier, she left this on your chair before she left along with a vivre card that seems to be pointing to you." Marco told his captain, getting his attention.

Sitting up from the bed he looked to see what it was that the girl had left and when he took notice of what it was he felt his blood run cold.

Now he sat in his room, having given the orders to find her days prior. While he had set sail only hours after her, her ship was lighter and smaller, there was no telling how far ahead she was or even which was she was headed. The knowledge that he may not find her ate at him and he felt nothing but regret. She had been telling the truth, she was his daughter and somehow he had known she was but he had just assumed he was getting his hopes up like the times before. This time though he had screwed up. The look on her face when he had said those awful things to her, he would never be able to get her look of heartbreak out of his head. He had dismissed her like she was nothing more than some common beggar. He hadn't even given her the chance to explain. Closing his eyes he could see her, standing there with her head hung low and her shoulders curling in on her. Worst was the fact that he hadn't even gotten a good look at her, hell he couldn't even recall what she said her name was. The only thing that he really remembered were her eyes, they should have been proof enough, the same sapphire blue eyes as her mother.

Sighing he looked to the vivre card, the one he had given to Selena all those years ago, it had a small heart in the right-hand corner along with 'Ed' the nickname she had always called him. Closing his eyes tight he pictured his lost love's face and clenched the ring, "Forgive me Selena. I swear I will make it right." he said in a deep voice.

"POPS, THERE'S A SHIP ON THE HORIZON, LOOKS LIKE IT'S ONE OF BIG MOM'S!"

Hearing this he growled, he didn't have time for this. He was in no mood for that damn woman or any of her children. Pocketing the ring he headed out to the deck and looked out to see the ship Thatch had yelled to him about. It wasn't Linlin's, wasn't big enough, had to be one of her children but what reason did they have for coming into his territory. Watching as the ship got closer he saw a young male standing at the front with his arms crossed and something covering the lower part of his face. At first he thought they were going to keep going but to his surprise the came up beside his own ship and the young male walked over to speak. "You must have some big balls boy! What the hell are you doing in my territory?!" He yelled.

Growling under his breath he stepped forward to the edge of the railing. "I have no ill intent. I am looking for one of my own, was wondering if you had seen them?" he asked. He was no fool he knew the male could sink his entire ship if he so wanted.

"There has been no other of Lin's ships stupid enough to cross into my boarders but you."

Gritting his teeth he took a deep breath to calm his temper. He didn't have time for this. "It wouldn't have been flying one of our flags, the captain has her own, a skull with set of wings behind it..."

"Pops, that girl, that's what her flag looked like..." Vista told him.

Tensing he looked to the male. "This girl, what would her name be boy?" he asked.

He didn't really know if he should tell him but he didn't much have a choice. "Y/n. Have you seen her?"

Y/n. His daughter's name was y/n. This boy knew her, how he didn't know. He didn't much like the idea of one of Lin's children looking for her. Narrowing his eyes he went to speak but saw the boy place his hands on the railing.

"Have you seen her or not?!" he growled, his patience growing thin. When the male still didn't answer he grit his teeth, turning he went to give the command to keep going when he heard a smack and looked to see a walk-board being put between their ships, Whitebeard himself coming across.

"How do you know her?" Whitebeard asked.

"It is none of your concern. I do not have time for this." he said, looking up as the male walked over to him.

"I suggest you watch your tone boy and answer my questions. How do you know her? Why are you..."

"POPS LOOK!"

Snapping his eyes to the man on Whitbeard's ship he saw him pointing and looked out to see a small ship floating in the water. "Y/n." he said. Running to the front of the ship he used his powers to fly across the water and land on top of the destroyed ship.

Looking at the small ship he saw the mast blown in half, some of the ship was on fire. He stiffened as they got closer, bodies littered the deck that was stained red with blood. "No." he muttered.

Looking over the bodies Katakuri saw some he knew and some he didn't. "Y/n!?" he yelled, listening for any reply. Hearing something he hurried into the small cabin, ducking his head to fit through the door. Looking over towards the desk he saw one of her crew members, Vic. Hurrying over to the man he saw a large gash in the man's chest and blood covering the front of his shirt.

"Ka...kuri.." Vic choked out.

"Vic, what happened? Where's y/n?" he asked.

"...attacked... night.. Y/n theeey ...took... er'..." he said before he was overcome with coughing, blood falling from his mouth.

"Who took her Vic?" he asked, he could hear more people coming aboard.

"..No...flag...no names..." he said, his voice growing weaker.

Seeing the man's life fading he went to stand but Vic grabbed his vest.

"She..... th..ey... know...om..ega..." he told him, pushing his hand into the alpha's larger one before he let out his last breath.

Looking down to his hand he saw y/n's necklace, the one she had always wore. Seeing blood on it he closed his eyes and stood. Noticing one of Whitebeard's men come forward and look over the man, checking his pulse before sighing and dropping his head he knew Vic had passed. Looking over the room he saw it had been searched and torn apart. Still there were a few things of hers laying about. Walking out to the deck he looked to one of his own crew members, "Grab her things. Quickly."

"Yes master Katakuri."

Seeing Whitebeard staring at him he growled and used his powers to fly up to him. "I don't have time to answer your questions. I'm running out of time." he told the male, holding up y/n's burning vivre card. When the man looked honestly distraught by the sight he narrowed his eyes.

Looking to the Vivre card and then the necklace hanging from the young male's hand he closed his eyes. "Does she where that, have you ever seen her without it on?" he asked.

"No. What does that hav..."

Opening his eyes he looked to the male, "It was her mother's, a concealing stone. She is an omega too isn't she?"

Knitting his brows he looked up to the male and then it hit him. "She found you... you are her father."

Seeing the other's come back onto their ships with things in their arms he looked back to the male, "Give Marco the card, he'll get us to her. You and I have much to discuss."

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Every breath you took sent a shock of pain throughout your body. Starring down at the same spot on the floor you had been looking at for hours you tried to focus on your little day dream instead of the pain. Screaming out as the wooden cane smacked against your back again your body arched, your hands attempting to pull on the sea prism stone chains holding you up.

"Just tell us what we want to know girly and the pain will stop." the male said. Seeing the woman remain silent he growled, grabbing a fistful of her hair he snatched her head back to look into her eyes. "TELL ME! I know you know! You think they care about you?! You think you mean anything to them!"

Staying silent you looked into his eyes, hearing him snarl before he raised his fist and brought it down on your left cheek hard enough to make you see stars.

Watching the woman's body fall limp, only being held on her knees by her chained wrists he growled and brushed his hair back out of his face. Taking a few deep breaths to regain his composer he walked towards the door before turning to her. "You will talk girl. Maybe not today or tomorrow but eventually you will tell me everything I want to know about the Big Mom pirates." he snapped before opening the door and slamming it shut.

Your eye was quickly swelling shut and you could feel blood running down your face. Allowing your right eye to close you went back to your thoughts. Katakuri would be getting married today... if you had your days right anyway, either that or it was yesterday. You bet he looked handsome, he always was but imagining him all dressed up in a suit was nice. He would no doubt still wear his scarf but either way the image alone made you smile. Just for a moment you imagined it was you walked down the isle towards him. He would turn to look at you and he would smile behind his scarf, the tops of his scars, wrinkling enough to give it away. For once you would wear a dress and Kata would think you looked pretty, that you were beautiful. The two of you would dance and celebrate all night before going back to your shared room.

"...don't worry about the bitch, she can have food when she talks..."

Licking your busted lips you let out a shaky breath and drifted back into your mind. The both of you would be happy. There would be cute little moments like before. You would both cook together and talk and laugh and just be a couple. You swallowed hard at the thought of what his lips would feel like against yours. You would bet money his lips were soft and sweet from all the doughnuts he eats. His teeth would touch your cheeks but you wouldn't mind, you had always found his teeth cute not scary. Imagining his arms wrapped around you, holding you, you sighed, what you wouldn't give to have him hold you just one more time.

When another scene played in your head you felt your eyes tear up. It was one of the both of you sitting in his massive bed. You were lounged back in the nook of his arm that was wrapped around you. A proud and happy smile was on his face as he looked down at what was in your arms. A tiny baby, their hair just a few shades lighter than their father's. Cute chubby cheeks and fingers that would hold onto the tip of his finger as he brushed their little hand. Then their eyes would flutter open and look up at you with nothing but love. Katakuri would kiss the top of your head and tell you those three words you always dreamed of hearing, "I love you."

Feeling the tears roll down your cheek you sighed. None of that would ever be a reality or at least not with you. Katakuri would marry Nebula and she would give him the family you never could. He would be happy and that was all that mattered. You could only hope your suffering would end soon.

[thewildomega]

Doughnut of Lies Ch.7

"What part of bed rest do you not understand?" he grumbled as he finally found his fiance walking through town. 

"I have been in that room for a week now with your sisters and mother constantly nagging me about wedding details... I am going to go stir crazy." you told him. 

Narrowing his eyes at a passing male who looked to his female a little to long he saw the male quickly look away and walk a little faster away from the both of them. She no longer wore her necklace to conceal what her true status was. He had made it clear that she had no reason to hide it and truth be told he wanted everyone to know she was his omega. She was very hesitant at first and he understood why but he promised to keep her safe. He dared anyone to make a comment or make a move on her. This however posses as a slight problem, he didn't want her going anywhere alone and she was being as stubborn as ever. "I thought we talked about you going out alone?" he asked, following her as she walked. 

Sighing you rolled your eyes, "Kata come on, I am literally just walking through town..."

"And something could still happen y/n." he said a bit more deeper than he had been talking. 

"See this why I never told anyone, because everyone thinks now suddenly I can't take care of myself." you growled. 

Snatching her behind one of the buildings and quickly forming a small room from his mochi to hide them away from prying ears and eyes he glared down at her, pulling down his scarf. "I know you can take care of yourself, I know you are a good fighter y/n but that doesn't change the fact that you are still recovering. Even if you were a beta do you think I would worry about you less, that I wouldn't fuss over you, because if you did you are wrong. I have been protective over you since we were kids and that isn't going to stop, in fact it is going to get worse but not only because you are an omega but because you are going to be my wife." Seeing her still refusing to look at him he knelled down to her level and curled his finger under her chin to force her eyes to his. "Sweetheart please don't be angry with me. I do not doubt you, I know first hand how skilled you are and I know you can defend yourself if need be but please understand where I am coming from. I would never forgive myself if something was to happen to you again, I already failed you once I won't do it again." 

Letting out a deep breath you looked into his soft crimson eyes and saw nothing but love there. You did know where he was coming from and knew he was following his instincts. It was just a big adjustment. Nodding you saw his lip turn up just a small amount before they pressed to yours. Closing your eyes you focused on the feel of his soft lips against yours. There was the slightest pressure on your cheeks from his teeth but you just found it all the more tantalizing. 

"Alright y/n come out... I know you are in there." Smoothie called from outside. 

"You can not hide from us, you are trying on wedding dresses today and that's final." Compote added. 

Whining at being caught you heard Katakuri chuckle as he pulled away. Moving closer to him you laid your forehead on his massive chest. "Can't we just elope?" you grumbled. 

Humming he placed his hand on her back and kissed the crown of her head. "Afraid not sweetheart. Don't worry just a few more days and then you won't have to worry about it anymore. Besides I am looking forward to seeing you in a dress." he grinned.

Punching his chest you glared up at him playfully, "Traitor." 

Chuckling he smiled and pecked her lips one last time before standing back to full height and pulling up his scarf. Getting rid of the small room he had made to give them a moment of privacy he saw all of the older sisters standing there with a look of annoyance on their faces. 

"Really y/n running away while we weren't looking?" Mash scolded. 

"Worth a try." you shrugged and heard them all scoff. 

"Alright sisters I leave my bride in your hands." he said and saw them nod. Looking down to the omega he placed his hand on her head to ruffle her hair, "I will see you later for supper, behave please and no more running away." 

"Yea yea." you sighed. Watching him walk off you looked back to your soon to be sisters in law and held out your wrists, "Take me away." you said and heard Brulee and some of the others giggle while Compote only rolled her eyes and grabbed our hand to take you back to the palace for your dress fittings. 

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Well today was the day. Today you would marry the love of your life, something you never thought possible. While you had been playing it off that this was no big deal now that the day was actually here you were nervous as hell. You knew Big Mom and her daughters had every detail planned out and it wasn't so much of the wedding it's self that you were nervous about but more so you. While you had mostly healed up there were faint scars littering your back still and your wrists were still red from where the cuffs had rubbed them raw. Looking over your reflection in the mirror again you sighed, biting your lip. Smoothie had done a good job with your make up, covering what little bruising remained on your temple. What did show through you quickly covered with your hair, pulling out one of the many pins to let a few waves fall to cover it. The dress was beautiful and showed off your womanly curves that you normally kept hidden. You had even opted for wearing shoes today, as much as you hated them you knew the heels would help you loot at least a little taller beside your soon to be husband. Husband, just the thought of being able to soon call Katakuri that made your heart warm. You couldn't wait to see him, you were sure he looked handsome in his suit. You hoped he would like how you looked, that he would think you were pretty. Taking a deep breath you turned away from the mirror and moved to look out the window when a knock sounded at the door. Instantly you felt your nerves pick up more.

Sucking in a breath as he opened the door and looked inside he smiled. "You look beautiful darling." Whitebeard said with a sigh as he looked to his daughter. Closing the door behind him he swallowed hard at the sight of her all done up in a wedding dress. Seeing her look down and give a small smile he moved closer to her, "I hope this boy knows how lucky he is." 

Blushing you lifted your eyes to your father as he moved closer to you. Already having used your powers to grow to your full height you were still only half the size of him but it helped a little. He looked nice as well, having traded in his usual tan pants for a black pair and a black button up shit underneath his captain's coat.

"I was told you wished to see me." he said with a tilt of his head.

Nodding you licked your lips and tried to steady your rapidly beating heart. While it was your dream come true to have your father here on your special day there was one thing you wanted to ask him. It was a long shot you knew but you would never forgive yourself if you didn't at least ask. "I um... I wanted to know if you would... well if you might walk me down the isle?" you finally managed to get out.  He didn't say anything, just stood there looking down at you and you felt your heart fall to your stomach. While you had already prepared yourself for the chance he would say no it didn't make it hurt any less. You understood of course, the two of you had only just met and asking him to give you away was like a stranger asking him. Looking down you quickly blinked back tears, not wanting to mess up your make up or worse guilt him into it. "Y..you don't have to I just... never mind. I'm sorry I..."

His mind completely stopped working as she asked him to escort her down the isle. He had been thinking all this time about how he wouldn't be able to do the thing father's did for their daughters because he hadn't been there for her. Not that he blamed her at all, he hadn't been there for her any other time why would she want him to be there for her on her special day. So when he actually heard her ask him to do it he froze. It took him a few seconds longer to process the whole situation than it should have and when he blinked his eyes to reboot his brain he saw her looking down, her shoulders curled in some as she started apologizing to him for bothering to ask. "Yes." he said quickly, his voice deep as he tried to even it out. 

Looking back up to him as he spoke you saw him smiling as he knelled down to get closer to you. 

"Nothing would make me happier darling." he told her and saw her smile largely, her eyes shining with hidden tears. Swallowing thickly he reached into his pocket, "I was going to give you this before the ceremony." he grinned. Taking her tiny right hand in his he lifted it up and pushed Selena's ring on her finger. "I would like you to have this. Think of it as having some part of your mother here with you as well." he told her and then smiled sadly, "She would be so proud of you y/n and the woman you have become. I know she is looking down on you now with a big smile on her face."

Feeling your lip begin to quiver you leaned forward to wrap your arms around his neck as best you could to hug him. "Thank you." you whispered. 

Hugging her back he closed his eyes and smiled. Staying there for a few moments he finally pulled away and looked down at her with a smile, brushing away a tear that had fell to her cheek. "No more crying now runt, this is a happy day." he told her and saw her nod. Hearing a knock at the door and someone tell them it was time he stood and grinned, "Now you sure you want to marry into this crazy family? If you changed your mind we can make a run for my ship." he asked playfully and heard her giggle but saw her shake her head. Nodding he held out his hand, "Alright then." Handing her her flowers he smiled down at her "Ready?" he asked and saw her nod. 

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Katakuri stood at the front of the room along with the priest waiting. His heart beat like thunder in his ears when heard the doors open and saw the priest look behind him with wide eyes. Turning around he felt his breath hitch in his throat and the world stop around him. He wasn't very surprised to see Whitebeard escorting y/n down towards him, she had told him she wanted to ask her father to do it and he was happy he had agreed. No instead his eyes focused on his bride, his true love. She was so beautiful that he did not know where to begin to describe. Her hair was done in small braids that wrapped around a larger one going down the side of her head with little strands left out covering the bruise still left on her temple. Looking over her dress he had to swallow hard at how it insinuated her figure and gave a modest glimpse of her cleavage. He had never seen her in a dress before and he was not disappointment. Meting her eyes he saw them to hold nervousness and happiness. When they reached him he broke his eyes from her for only a moment to look to her father. Seeing the all in all 'King of the sea' give him a firm look before he grinned. Watching the emperor bend down to kiss the top of y/n's head he reached out and  to take her hand from her father's. 

Looking up at the minister of flour you could feel the butterflies in your stomach fluttering around. He looked so handsome it should be illegal. He was dressed in his a suit, a black suit with a white undershirt and a sapphire blue tie, ditching his leather just for this day. As you had guessed he kept his scarf, the fluffiness wrapped around his shoulders and neck to cover his mouth. Meeting his crimson eyes you saw love and it made you smile even more than you already were. Feeling your father kiss the top of your head you hummed and gave him a grin before Kata was holding his hand out for you to take. Swallowing the lump in your throat you took his large hand and let him pull you up to stand before the crowd. 

His eyes stayed on her as he repeated the priest's words. He vowed to protect her with his life. He promised to provide for her and put her before anything and everything. "... You are mine and I am yours. From this day and until the end of our days." he said as the priest pronounced them husband and wife. 

"You may kiss your bride." the priest said.

Kissing her through his scarf he held her close to him and heard as the crowd cheered and hollered. Looking down he saw a blush covering her cheeks and grinned. 

"Mister and Misses Charlotte Katakuri." the priest said as the two turned to face the crowd of people.

"About Fucking time!" Oven yelled making some of the other siblings laugh. 

Chuckling he looked down to her, his wife and felt pride fill his chest. She was his, only his. Making his way out of the hall he pulled her into one of the small rooms for a moment alone. 

"Kata what..." You asked when he locked the door but were cut off by him pulling down his scarf and bending down to smash his lips to yours. You gasped a little but felt yourself relax and your eyes slip close soon. 

Placing his hand on her back he lifted her up carefully, holding her to him as he properly kissed his bride. Pulling away after a moment he laid his forehead against hers he kept his eyes closed and grinned. "I love you, my wife."  

"And I love you, my husband." you smiled, nuzzling his cheek with yours. 

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The wedding reception was amusing to say the least. There was plenty of food of course, the cake was massive which didn't surprise either of you in the slightest. What had surprised you was when your husband had pulled you from your seat to dance with you, twirling you around and making you laugh. He still wore his scarf but you could tell he as smiling underneath from how his scars crinkled. Another thing that there was plenty of was alcohol, your father had seemed more than amused when Cracker made a joke about no one being able to out drink the bride. Smoothie had taken plenty of pictures which you were happy for, one of your favorites being the one of you, Katakuri, Big Mom and your father. 

Watching his wife smile and laugh with Brulee and Marco he stood with his brothers, Oven, Daifuku and  Perospero a contempt look on his face. 

"Bet the navy would loose their shit if they saw all the pirates in this one place." Oven chuckled. 

"Yes, Mama and Whitebeard alone would be enough to make even Sengoku blow a fuse." Daifuku added. 

"Can you imagine what they will say when word gets out that the emperors children married." Peros said with a smirk. "Your children will have bounties on them the day they are born." with a chuckle.

Stiffening he kept his eyes focused on his wife, watching as she yanked on Cracker's ear for putting a piece of ice down the back of her dress. He had already considered what his older brother pointed out. While they did not yet know if y/n would be able to bare his pups he knew if she did his children would be hunted simply because of their bloodline. Already his little omega was being targeted, word had gotten out about her true status and who her parents were. The daughter of famous Whitebeard and Selena, a marine Captain, the spawn of a taboo relationship. No doubt about it, to protect his family he would have to keep getting stronger. Taking a deep breath he made his way over to his bride. Seeing Cracker go to hit her, most likely only in a playful way, he raised his brow at his little brother and saw him drop his hand. "Alright sweetheart let him go." 

"Geez y/n/n you almost yanked my ear offfoww." Cracker said, rubbing the back of his head from where Katakuri had smacked him. 

Raising a brow in warning when his little brother looked to him he saw the male drop his shoulders before grumbling and walking off to go bother someone else. Grinning he looked down to his wife and dipped his head a little, "Can I not leave you alone for five minutes?" When she only smiled up at him he chuckled. Again admiring her beauty he sighed at how lucky he was. When he noticed the hint of exhaustion in her blue eyes he hummed, with everything that had been going on along with her traumatic experience she was no doubt tired. It was getting late, she had been using her devil fruit powers for hours without break to stay large around everyone as well. "What do you say we call it a night?" he asked. 

Nodding you felt him place his hand on your back  to quietly lead you both from the banquet hall, leaving everyone else to party as long as they wanted. As you both started walking down the halls and the noise dimmed down to a peaceful silence you sighed, your eyes feeling heavy. 

Noting her pace slowing down he glanced down to see her eyes a little lidded but a soft grin still on her face. Stopping he scooped her up into his arms, bridal style. When she looked at him he blinked slowly, "You have been using your devil powers for hours, turn back." She surprisingly didn't argue with him and he felt as she shrunk down to her true size in his arms. Now being able to hold her in one arm he moved his free hand to brush back some of her hair. Continuing to his room in the palace he felt her lean into his chest. Before long he had gotten them back to his room and closed the door before locking it. After giving the room a quick scan to make sure they were alone he removed his scarf and tossed it to the couch. Carrying her to the bed he sat her down on the high mattress and stood back up. Her eyes watched him as he removed his suit jacket, his tie and then started on the buttons of his shirt. When she reached out to finished the last half he felt his face heat up but let her do as she wished. Once the buttons were done he pulled it from his shoulders and tossed it to the couch with the rest of the pile. Bending down to remove his boots and socks he stood back straight and saw her still looking at him. Removing his belt he unbuttoned his pants but left them on for now. 

Watching him undress was a show all it's own with is huge muscles rolling as he moved. When he was down to just his pants you were sure your heart was going to beat out of your chest. Your nerves were sure to eat you from the inside, out. For as long as you can remember the idea of marrying Katakuri had seemed like an unrealistic fantasy so of course you had never allowed yourself to think this far... to your wedding night. But it was real, this was real and you knew what was expected of you, what couples did on their wedding night. Swallowing hard you used your powers to grow back to your full size but he spoke mid change. 

"No." 

Confused you looked up at him and furrowed your brows, "Kata I think this would be much easier... that it would make more sense if I..."

"I will not be claiming you tonight." he said, his cheeks no doubt as red as his hair. 

Licking your lips you couldn't help but feel self conscious, did he not want you? "Y...you don't want to con..summate our marriage?" you asked, your voice growing a bit soft. 

Kneeling down in front of her he looked into her eyes and moved his hand to stroke her cheek with his thumb. "Oh I do Y/n, I really, really do, but not tonight sweetheart." Moving to begin unlacing her dress he kept his eyes on hers. "I want you to completely heal first." Seeing the fabric become loose around her, her arm moving to hold it over her breasts he swallowed hard. He had made this decision and he was going to stick to it. Glancing to the bedside table he saw the folded black silk there that he had left earlier and grabbed it. Placing the light material in her small hands he grinned softly. "Tonight I wish only to have my wife sleep beside me."

Glancing down to the silk you lifted it up and saw a short sleeveless nightgown with lace trimming. Licking your lips you looked back up at him an smiled, "You know I usually sleep naked." you smirked and saw his cheeks turn bright red. 

Blinking slowly he placed his hands on either side of her, "Please don't make this harder for me than it already is." he groaned and heard her giggle. 

Leaning forward to kiss him you heard him hum and lifted your free hand up to his neck, pushing your fingers up to his hair. Feeling his one hand move to your lower back, his warm skin touching yours where your dress was open you sighed a little. 

Already he could feel his pants becoming uncomfortable and he growled as the alpha in him demanded more. He knew what he wanted but he was afraid he would hurt her somehow. Maybe just a little, just a taste. Flicking his tongue out a little to tease her lips he felt her tense and went to quickly pull away but she parted her own lips before he could. His heart beat like a hammer in his chest as he experimentally moved his tongue between her lips and into her mouth.

Like the rest of him, his tongue was huge, long, quickly filling the entirety of your mouth. You could hear him growling and it made you want to kiss him back. Choosing to let go of your dress you felt it pool to around your waist but paid it no mind as you wrapped both your arms around his neck and moved your tongue along with his. He tasted sweet and you could feel the sharpness of his teeth but it didn't make you want to kiss him any less. The alpha was quick to dominate the kiss, plunging his tongue into the back of your mouth. His arm had tightened around your middle to hold you flush against his hard body. When he started breathing heavily and you felt his grip become tighter against your still tender back you hissed and felt him break away.

He held her tightly to him, not wanting to let go but knowing she wasn't ready for this yet he swallowed hard and placed a hard kiss to her forehead. Taking deep breaths to regain control he kept his eyes closed, running his nose through her hair and breathing in her sweet scent. "Why do you enjoy torturing me?" he asked and heard her giggle. Knowing her dress had fallen he kept his eyes closed, if he saw her his resolve would be gone in an instant. Scooping her up he held her to him, growling low at the feel of her bare skin against his own. Oh God he could feel her nipples. Gritting his teeth he kept telling himself the many reasons why they couldn't mate tonight. She is still hurt. She is exhausted. While this was his room this wasn't his home and he wanted to take her in his bed, in their bed. She was supposed to see her father off tomorrow and if he had his way with her she may not be up for doing much the next day and he didn't want to have to look Whitebeard in the eye and explain why his daughter was walking funny... if she could walk at all. What if someone hears, he was to be the only person to hear those noises from her. No they couldn't, he wouldn't allow it. Taking her into the bathroom he sat her down on her feet and held out the nightgown for her to take all the while refusing to look at her. "Get changed." he said and heard her small chuckle as she took it from him. She was having way too much fun with this. Grumbling he turned around and shut the door to give her her privacy. Taking the time to take off his pants, leaving him in nothing but his boxers he calmed the alpha in him. 

Opening the door you were in the middle of a yawn and looked to see Katakuri standing in the middle of the room in his boxers, black silk, matching your nightgown. When he turned to you you forced yourself to keep your eyes from drifting to his manly V. Seeing him walk over to you you looked up to his eyes and grinned sleepily. You hadn't realized until you got out of your wedding dress washed your face and took down your hair how truly tired you were. 

Looking down at her in her nightgown with her hair in waves and her heavy eyes looking up at him he smiled softly. Lifting her up he carried her to the bed and pulled down the duvet before settling down. Holding her on his chest he made sure she was covered up and ran his hand up and down her small frame. 

Nuzzling into his chest you felt his warm hand rub over you and sighed, your eyes closing. "I love you Kit-Kat." you mumbled, placing your ear to his chest to listen to his thumping heart.

"I love you too sweetheart." 

[thewildomega]

Doughnut of lies Ch. 6

It had taken them a week to get back to Toto Land and during that time y/n had yet to wake up. Marco had told them that even with him healing her her body was exhausted. She had gotten an infection from her wounds but they had caught it early. He rarely left her bedside, only checking on his own ship that had been sailing beside Whitebeard's back to his home or to take a shower. His back ached where he had been sleeping in the chair but he wouldn't leave her, he couldn't. Everyone had been in shock when he they had docked, the famous Moby Dick a sight to see. Quickly ordering the doctors to take her to the hospital wing of the palace he had went to follow when he heard his mother yelling his name. 

"KATAKURI WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?! WHY IS HE HERE?! WHY..."

Quickly stepping forward to the young man's defense he looked to the woman and crossed his arms over his chest. "Linlin, you and I have much to discuss." he said. Having a stare down for a moment he felt his lip lift into a snarl and knew he had won. 

"FINE! KATAKURI YOU AND I WILL SPEAK LATER!"

"Yes mama." he nodded before following the servants carrying his love on the stretcher.

"I am coming with you Charlotte, I will need to tell your doctors of her condition." Marco said, jogging up beside the tall male and seeing him simply nod.

......................

An hour later after they had gotten y/n into a private room and got her hooked back up to an IV line he had taken his seat back by her bedside. Her face looked better than it had days prior, her eye no longer swollen shut and the deep cut on her lip and cheek healing well. The bruises were turning to a light purple and fading into green in some places. She still looked incredibly fragile to him though, when he stroked her hand or cheek he was always extra careful, not wanting to cause her anymore pain. He had been in the middle of attempting a small nap while holding her small hand when he heard a knocking on the door. "Come in." Watching it open he saw Brulee there and relaxed some, not even realizing he had tensed up.

"Hey. I brought you some doughnuts." She told him, holding up the basket as she closed the door to give them privacy.

Looking to the basket he sighed, "Thank you, but I am not hungry." 

WHAT?! He didn't want doughnuts?! She was shocked at first, or at least until her eyes fell to her friend and then she knew why. She looked horrible. The only part of her that didn't look like it was covered in bandages was her face and head, then from her shoulders down was covered in a sheet. "What happened to her?" she asked, sitting the basket on the table in case he changed his mind. 

Taking a deep breath he watched as his sister went about stroking y/n's hair. "From what I can gather her ship was attacked by some Pirates known as the Reaper Pirates. They killed all of her crew, destroyed her ship and took her. I do not know yet what there plans were, wither they planned to sell her or what. When I found her she..." Swallowing hard he closed his eyes for a moment, the image of her hanging in that room, covered in blood filling his mind. "...they had her chained up, they had been beating her, torturing her for days. She was barely alive, if it wasn't for Whitebeard's doctor, Marco, I doubt she would be alive now."

Moving to sit by him she furrowed her brows, "And what exactly does Whitebeard have to do with all of this?"

"He is her father." 

Brulee's eyes went wide at that, never expecting those words to come out of his mouth. 

Sitting there in silence for a moment he looked to his best friend and then down, "Why didn't you tell me?" 

Closing her eyes and dropping her head Brulee felt guilt in her chest at how disappointed her brother sounded. "She begged me not to, she is my friend..."

"I am your brother." 

"I know. I know I just... I wanted to, I tried convening her to tell you, even if it was just you but she wouldn't, she was afraid." 

"Of me?" he asked, his brows knitting together at the thought.

"No. No brother she could never fear you, she never has. I think she feared change, she was so scared that if she told you, told anyone the truth that everyone would treat her differently." when he said nothing she bit her lip in thought before deciding to tell him the truth. "She loves you, you know that right. She has for a long time."

Meeting his sister's eyes he saw she was serious and looked to the omega for a moment before looking back to Brulee. "Then why would she lie to me? If she has loved me all this time then why wouldn't she tell me the truth, tell me what she was?"

"Well for one she thought you wouldn't' feel the same and if she did say anything it would ruin your friendship. Another reason is because she doesn't think she is worthy of your love." She told him and then let out a sigh when she saw him confused. "Before she left I found her in her room, packing. She was crying, that bitch I am guessing made you tell her that you would never want her and for y/n it was like her worst fear coming to life. I tried telling her that it wasn't true because you both obviously share the same feelings for one another..." She told him and saw him blush a little. "But she... she was so sure that Nebula was the perfect woman for you. That she would make you the perfect wife. Y/n, as tough and stubborn as she is on the outside, on the inside is a different story. She doesn't think she is pretty enough, smart enough, tall enough, the list goes on and on... She left because as much as she loves you she just wanted you to be happy. She thinks you deserve the best and in her mind that will never be her." 

Thinking about what his sister just said he frowned. "How can she fell like she isn't enough for me when I am the one who is a monster..."

"You both are impossible!" she snapped. Looking to him she softened her eyes. "Y/n loves you, all of you. She knows what is under your scarf and she doesn't care. In fact she has told me on more than one occasion after too many drinks that she thinks your teeth are hot." 

His breath caught in his throat at that and he felt his face and neck heat up. Swallowing hard he heard his little sister giggle at how flustered he was. Seeing her stand he looked up to her. 

"There is something else, something else that has been holding her back from telling you the truth but I can't tell you what it is..." She told him. Seeing him give her a small glare she furrowed her brows and placed her hand on his shoulder. "I can't big brother, it's not my place. I have told you as much as I can but the both of you need to talk once she wakes up." Brulee told him with a firm look. 

Sighing he nodded. 

"I love you, if you need anything let me know." she said and heard him repeat her first words before she made her leave. 

Sitting alone with her he scooted to the edge of his chair and leaned over her some, gently stroking her face and hair. "I need you to wake up y/n. I need you to wake up so I can prove to you how perfect you truly are." 

..............................

Pain, that was the first thing you felt, pain, all over. It took you a few minutes to open your eyes, they seemed to be sealed shut. When you finally did get them open you were met with the sight of a dark room. Well a ceiling at least. Turning your head you looked over the room and quickly realized where you were. How the hell had you gotten here? Closing your eyes again you thought back on the last thing you remembered and winced, that guy was beating the hell out of you. But wait... you remembered a voice, a deep soothing voice calling your name. Katakuri. Had he really saved you? But why? He hated you. Looking around the rest of the room you saw two empty chairs and the stand that was holding up your IV bag. You were alone. Well of course you were alone, it was night time, everyone else would be sleeping. Slowly and painstakingly sitting up you looked down to see you were in a simple gown, bandages wrapped around most parts of your body. Turning to the side so your legs hung over the large bed you let out a sigh and then regretted it when your ribs throbbed. At least you could breath normally without any pain. 

You were confused on why you were here? Maybe Brulee had asked him to save you? Bringing your hand up to rub your face you froze, you necklace?! Where was your necklace? Oh no, that guy had ripped it off you but that means... you wouldn't be able to hide yourself. That means everyone would know, if they already didn't. No! Fuck! You were so screwed. Everyone would know you had lied, Big Mom would know you had lied. Oh God you were as good as dead. Maybe that's why you had been brought back, so she could kill you herself. Swallowing hard you thought of all their faces, all your friends. They would hate you, they wouldn't want anything to do with you. And then there was Katakuri... what would he say? All of a sudden your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest. Snapping your eyes to the window you made a quick decision. If you were going to die it wasn't going to be here. You wouldn't spend your last moments in some hospital room.

Practically ripping out the IV in your arm you eased off the bed, holding yourself up when it felt like your legs would fall out from under you. Once you got your balance you walked to the window and looked out to see you were facing the west side of the island. If you could make it to the fishing docks you may be able to swipe one of the smaller boats. Opening the window you looked down, you were on the first floor but there was still a good jump to the ground. Moving to sit on the ledge you saw a bush bellow, "Please don't be a rose bush." you mumbled, your voice cracking from little use and all the screaming. Jumping down you landed hard on the bush and rolled to the ground bellow with a muffled whimper, biting your lip when you wanted to cry out in pain and opening the cut there a little. Laying there for a few moments you looked up at the sky and the stars. Closing your eyes you got to your feet and looked around, making sure on one was there. Seeing the streets empty you made your way to the fishing docks. 

.........................

He was only supposed to be gone an hour at most. A quick check in on things, a bite to eat, a shower and then back at her bedside. He had been in the middle of his shower when he heard a banging on the door and then it opening. He was about to kill whoever had decided to barge in on him until he heard Oven's voice. While he didn't much like him being in here as well, he was his triplet brother, he had seen him naked before. "What is...

"Y/n... she's gone." Oven spoke quickly, getting directly to the point.

"What do you mean she is gone?!" he asked, quickly getting out and grabbing the towel to dry off a little. 

" I mean she is missing from her room, the nurse went in there to check on her and she said the bed was empty, her IV ripped out and the window was open." Oven explained while his brother quickly pulled on his pants, vest and scarf. "Do you think someone took her?"

"If someone did they will receive no mercy from me." he growled. "Go tell Brulee to check all the mirrors."

"Already done, Whitebeard has been informed as well..."

"Why was I the last to know?" he asked, giving his brother a hard look. 

"Daifuku went and told him while I went looking for you. Thought if someone had taken her then it would be smart to get Whitebeard's men to keep an eye on the docks." 

Humming he nodded, "Good point." 

"Don't worry brother, we will find her." 

............................

Being awoken to the news that his daughter was missing from her hospital bed was not ideal. Telling his men to keep an eye on the docks, he went to help look for her. As much as he hated it he didn't actually know her so instead he chose to think of what it was her mother would do if she was in this situation. From what Katakuri had told him about her she seemed much like Selena had been, kind, smart, funny and caring. Seeing a small trail going along the beach he lifted his chin as something told him to go that way. Walking down the trail he let the moon crescent moon light the path. When a group of small fishing boats came into view he spotted a small figure moving this and that onto one of the smaller boats. The light shinned off her blond hair and he felt a pressure in his chest as he took a deep breath and moved towards her. The closer he got he realized she was taking things off the boat, things she might not need like nets and such. He could tell she was still very weak, her body still not recovered form her injuries as her legs shook and she had trouble lifting some of the more heavier things. As she stumbled in the sand and a soft whimper met his ears he knit his brows, now close enough to notice the red seeping through several spots of her bandages. "They told me you were stubborn girl but they forgot to mention you were stupid as well." 

Snapping your eyes to the owner of the deep voice you were shocked to see him standing there, of all people, your father. Recalling everything that had happened when you had finally found him, remembering all the things he had said to you you felt your heart clench and quickly looked back down, gathering up the nets that you had dropped when you fell to finish dragging them higher onto shore. "Sorry to be such a disappointment." you whispered just loud enough for him to hear. It didn't matter anyway you were pretty sure he was nothing but a hallucination, your head had started spinning a little while ago. You wouldn't be surprised if your mother soon showed up as well. You would prefer her, at least she had wanted you. 

Frowning at her words he watched her drop the nets before she walked back to the small boat. When she had looked to him he had seen the haze in her eyes, the exhaustion. Seeing her lift a crate of water jugs into the boat, her chest heaving as she panted for air he moved over to her. "Do you have some kind of death wish? You know this little thing isn't going to last out there in those waters don't you?"

Swallowing hard you opened your eyes and moved over to grab the small crate of fruit and such you had gathered out of the other boats. "I'd rather die out there than get my soul ripped out by Big Mom." you said. 

"I'd like to see her try and lay a hand on you." he scoffed. He and his former crew mate had already had a long chat and he had made it perfectly clear that if any harm ever came to his daughter he would bring down the whole damn island. 

"Well I'm still leaving, no reason to stay." you told the figment of your imagination, bending over to try and lift the crate you let out a pained gasp as your chest was struck with a sharp pain. 

Seeing her fall to her knees in the sand and her hand shoot to her chest he was by her in an instant. Kneeling beside her tiny frame he placed a large hand on her back, the other holding her her steady as she was overcome with coughs. Moving his hand to her head he placed a single finger on her forehead and sighed. "Ahh, foolish damn runt, you're burnin' up." he huffed. 

Gritting your teeth to hide your agony you tried pushing him off and reaching for the crate again, "I'll be fine..."

"The hell ya will." Scooping her up into his hand he held her to him as he stood and started walking towards the island hospital. Feeling her trying to weakly wiggle out of his hold he held her to his chest, feeling her small fists hit at him and demand he let her go. "I see you got just as much fight in ya as your mother." he chuckled. "Maybe even a little more from me." he grinned softly. 

Giving up you laid against his warm, hard chest, hearing his massive heart beating "Why the sudden change, thought there was no way some pathetic runt like me could be your child?" you asked, your eyes watering up at the memory of his hurtful words. "I don't want your treasure..or..or the fame that comes with being the child of Whitebeard I...I just wanted to meet you...I just wanted to meet my dad." you cried. 

Feeling the blade of guilt stab his heart he sighed and looked down to her. "I'm sorry y/n. I truly am darling. I know I will never be able to take back the words I said to you, the hurt I caused you but if you will allow me I would like to be the father you deserve... I know I wasn't there when you needed me, when your mother needed me but had I known y/n.... I would have never let you, my daughter live like that, be alone."

Sniffling you nuzzled into his chest. Shutting your eyes you listened to his heart and felt it calm you a little, wondering if what they said about a parents heartbeat soothing their child to be true. "Did you love her?" you asked, your voice cracking. 

Swallowing the knot in his throat he grinned softly, "I still do."

..............................

Running down the hall towards her room he threw the door open and looked inside to see Whitebeard sitting in the chair by her bed talking to y/n. There was a soft smile on his face as he turned to look to him. Looking to the female sitting in the bed he saw her tired eyes lift to his, the two of them only staring at each other. 

Seeing the two looking at each other he hummed and stood. Stepping to her he leaned down to kiss her head, "I will be back tomorrow darling. Don't you go escaping again you hear me? You need to rest so you can heal." he told her. 

Nodding you grinned "Yes si..." hearing him clear his throat and look to you with a raised brow you smiled a little. "Yes papa." you said and saw him give you a large smile before walking towards the door.

Stopping to look at the young alpha he narrowed his eyes a bit and raised his chin. "You have started to grow on me boy." glancing back towards his omega daughter  for a moment before meeting the boy's crimson eyes he rose a brow, "Don't give me a reason to change my mind." he warned and saw the male remain as calm as ever. Huffing he grinned and smacked the boy's back on the way out,  "Goodnight runt." he said. 

"Goodnight." you said as he walked out the door. Being left alone with Katakuri you looked down at your lap, tugging at a loose strand on the blanket. 

Shutting and locking the door then pulling the curtain close on the window he moved over to her. Seeing her looking down at her lap he grabbed the chair and moved it over as close as he could to the bed. Sitting down in it he stared at her for a time, her eyes never lifting to his. Pulling down his scarf he sighed, "You lied to me." 

"You hit me."  you countered.

Huffing he looked to her, "Is this how you want to do this?" When she didn't answer he clicked his tongue, "Fine. Yes I hit you, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, it...it wasn't me...well it was but she was making me... Nebula. She was using her devil fruit powers, stealing affection... stealing my affection for you." he said and saw her glance up to him before her eyes shot back down, "I hit you, I said horrible, cruel things to you, things I didn't mean and then I pushed you away and I am sorry. Believe me I made sure she paid dearly for the hurt she caused you." Noticing her biting her lip he grabbed her hands to keep them from fighting with the blanket. "Now it is your turn. You. Lied. To. me." he said with a slight growl to his voice. 

Licking your lips you tasted blood from your busted lip, "I didn't lie I just hid the truth..." you said but snapped your mouth shut when you heard him growl deeply. 

"For Twenty years Y/n. You kept the truth from me this whole time. And you know what makes it worse is that Brulee knows. You told my little sister who I know is a good friend of yours but we are supposed to be best friends. You know something about me that only a handful of people know, hell you are the only person I let sit with me when I eat but yet you kept this from me. Do you know how that makes me feel? Why? I want to know why." he spoke in a deep voice.

You knew he wasn't giving you an option not that you would keep it from him anymore anyway. He deserved the truth. "I was afraid that you would treat me differently, that it would ruin our friendship. You were the only person I had, I... I couldn't loose you too." you said, having to stop to force the lump in your throat down. 

Furrowing his brows he moved closer to her, if it were possible. "You will never loose me y/n. Never." Curling his large finger under her chin he lifted her eyes to his and felt his heart hammer in his chest. "Y/n I love you. I always have." he told her and saw her eyes go wide before they filled with tears and she started shaking her head. 

"No..no you can't..."

"I do. Don't you feel the same?" he asked, his heart aching at the thought that she might reject him.

"Yes. Yes of course I do. I love you so much Kata but... but you can't love me..." you cried, your heart clenching in your chest. 

Standing and moving to sit on the bed with her he placed one hand on her arm while the other tired lifting her face to get her to look at him. "Yes I can, I love you y/n. You are so beautiful and smart and funny and kind and caring and you look at me like I'm normal, like I'm not some kind of monster. You make me so happy y/n and that's why I will only ever marry you."

Sobbing you looked to him and in that moment you wished you had died back on that ship because that would be far less painful than this. You knew as soon as he learned the truth about you, he would change his mind and then that would kill you. 

"Say you will, say you will marry me, be my wife..." he said, looking into her teary blue eyes. 

Closing your eyes you felt your heart shatter. "I..c..can't.." you choked out. 

He felt as his heat sunk to his stomach. Grabbing her upper body he held her in front of him and looked down at her. "Why? Tell me why?! Give me a reason!" he roared. 

Sobbing you looked down, the pain in your heart unbearable. "Be...because I'mmm b..broken..." you cried, tears flowing form your eyes like rivers. 

Confused he breathed heavily and looked down at her for a few seconds, noticing how distraught she was. He had never seen her like this. "What... what do you mean?" he asked. 

Forcing your blurry eyes up to him you sniffled and felt your lip quiver, "I.. I can't have children... I have nothing to offer you." you managed to say before you dropped your head again and shook with sobs. 

He just sat there, the weight of her words crashing down on him. He could make out her apologizing to him through her crying. She sounded so crushed, so heartbroken. She couldn't have children? She thought she had nothing to offer him because of it? Broken, she had called herself broken. "How do you know this?" he asked, his voice low. Listening to her cracking voice explain to him that the medic that had stitched her up when she had gotten sliced open when they were children told her that she would probably never be able to bare pups because the knife had hit her womb he swallowed thickly. He remembered that day well, it had been the day after Brulee had been hurt because of him. He had went out to be alone, leaving his other siblings in charge of watching over Brulee and the other girls but Y/n had tried to go steal them something to eat. One of the merchants had pulled a knife and swiped at her, cutting her just above her pelvis. The wound was deep and had needed stitches. When he had gotten back to see not just Brulee laying on a makeshift cot wrapped in bandages but the girl he loved as well he had lost it...again. He had quickly found that merchant and covered the ground with his blood. But the man, the 'medic' that had stitched her up was nothing more than some small village person that proclaimed himself to be a doctor. 

Shaking his head he lifted her eyes to his once again. Noticing now how dull they looked, like her very soul had been cried out. "Y/n look at me. Do you honestly think that your ability to bare my pups would change my decision? That it would make me not want to marry you? Sweetheart if we have children then we will love them and care for them but if we don't then I will love you just as much. Nothing will ever damper my love for you." 

"I love you too Kit Kat." 

Smiling he glanced down to her lips and grinned. "I am going to do something that I have been wanting to do for a very long time." he told her before pushing his lips to hers. He held himself back, as much as he hated to, she was still very injured and he didn't want to cause her any discomfort. Even if it was light he couldn't help the low purr that left his throat at feeling her lips on his. Threading his fingers through her hair he held her to him until he pulled away. Running the tip of his nose along hers and over her cheek he sighed, "Is that a yes then?" he asked in a low voice. "Will you be my wife?"

Smiling you kept your eyes closed but nodded, laying your forehead on his, "Yes." you replied, pushing your lips back to his. 

[thewildomega]

Doughnut of lies Ch. 5

Feeling blood drip from your mouth and run down your chin to fall into the large puddle on the floor you blinked slowly and listened to the two men talk outside of the room. 

"Are you questioning my decisions?" the man that had been beating you for the past... you didn't even know how long it had been... said in an annoyed voice

"No! No boss all I am saying is well the girl isn't talking. She hasn't said one thing about the Big Mom pirates. She's ain't gonna hold up much longer so maybe we should just cut our losses and sell her..."

"Sell her?! Do you know how much treasure Big Mom has on her island?!"

"Yea but that girl's an omega, they go for a high price, I ain't seen no claiming mark on er' either. An unclaimed omega is rare, more rare than even mermaids..."

Hearing the other male hum you closed your eyes, God you'd rather die than be someone's slave. Just kill me. Please just let me die.

"If the bitch doesn't talk by the end of the day we'll sell her." 

"Yes boss." 

Looking up when the door opened you glared at the male who narrowed his eyes at you. 

"I'm guessing you heard all that?" he huffed. When she still didn't answer he shook his head and grabbed her small neck in his hand. "So what's it gonna be girl? You tell me what I want to know and I'll let you go."

Lies. All of it was lies, even if you told him what he wanted to know he would still sell you. You weren't stupid like he thought you were. Besides even if Big Mom wasn't the nicest person she had still taken you in and her children were your friends, you would never betray them. You would never betray the man you loved. Spitting blood on his face you heard the deep growl leave his throat as his hand tightened around your neck. 

"You've done it now bitch." he growled. Pulling his knife from his belt he held it up for her to see before he dragged it down her breastbone, leaving a bloody trail and cutting up the front of her shirt. 

Gritting your teeth you tried to hold back your cry of pain, your eyes closing tightly. When he stopped the knife at your diaphragm you tried to breath in as much as you could with his hand squeezing your throat. 

"If you beg I just might forgive y...AHH!"

Swinging your foot up you kicked him in the groin as hard as you could, taking in a sharp breath when he released his hold on your neck to fall to his knees. Whimpering at the intense agony in your chest from what you assumed was your many broken ribs you looked down at him and grit your teeth. Wrapping your hands around the chains connecting your cuffs to the ceiling you lifted you used all your strength to lift your body up, giving your leg the momentum to land a hard kick to his back. Out of energy you let go and dropped back down to your feet, your toes barely touching the floor as your body swung a little. 

Groaning and growling the man pushed himself up from the floor, his balls throbbing along with his middle back. Looking to the omega with fire in his eyes he moved over to grab the wooden cane from the corner. 

Seeing him swing the cane through the air you closed your eyes tight and thought of Katakuri. 

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Sitting in the office of his mother's old cremate he kept his eyes closed. Marco, Whitebeard's second in command had come into the room a little over an hour ago and showed them that only a small corner of y/n's vivre card was left and still burning away. She was dying and the knowledge made him feel sick to his stomach, like someone was squeezing his heart. Over the past two days both ships had been sailing in the direction her card said she was in and he and her father had spent most of the time talking about her. He had admitted to denying her when she had finally found him, sending her away and threatening to kill her if he ever saw her again. It had taken everything in his power not to attack the man then and there. He knew how much it meant to y/n to find her father, how long she had been looking. There was no doubt she had been crushed by his rejection and he was sure to let the man know as much, not feeling sorry at all for the guilt clouding the huge male's eyes. 

"How did you meet her? How did she end up with you Charlottes?" Whitebeard asked the young alpha sitting in the chair with his legs and arms both crossed and his eyes closed. 

Sighing slowly he kept his eyes closed as he thought back to that night over twenty years ago. "She found me hiding from slavers in the shed, we got in a fight and she beat me up pretty good. When they came for me she hid me in their house." he wouldn't tell the man that she was the first only person who ever smiled at him, who never belittled him because of his mouth, how she was his only friend. "She somehow convinced her mother to allow us to stay with them until mama came back..."

"You knew Selena?" Whitebeard asked. 

"For only a short time. She was already very sick when we came along. She was mostly bedridden and stayed in her room where y/n cared for her." he told the male and saw the man's brow furrow. He had told him how he hadn't known about y/n, how he had thought his mate had been killed. 

"How old was she, y/n?"

"Five, almost six." 

She was so young, too young to be taking care of her dying mother. It should have been him, he should have been there. 

"She passed about a month or so later. When mama came to get us I... we took her with us. We have been together ever since." 

Humming he looked down, looking again at the pictures that had been bundled together with the stack of old letters he had written to his dear Selena. Most were aged but he could see his mate in them, along with a little girl, his pup. The first one was of Selena sitting in a bed, she looked tired but a smile was on her face as she held what he assumed was their newborn daughter in her arms. A few others were of Y/n was a baby and small child. His favorite was the picture of his mate and pup sitting in the grass, flowers around them. Selena was sitting back, resting on her hands while what had to be a three or four year old y/n laid in the grass by her legs, a large, carefree smile on her face and her blonde hair, hair she had gotten from him forming a halo around her head. Looking the the last one he saw it was a close up picture of the both of them, only their faces in the picture and y/n's little arms making him think she had taken it. Selena was smiling softly but her eyes looked so tired, so weak. The boy in front of him, Katakuri had said she was sick, she was already dying in this picture. Quickly swallowing the knot in his throat he closed his eyes. The guilt that his omega had been sick and he wasn't there to take care of her weighted heavily on him. Always he felt like a failure for not being there to protect her when he thought she had been killed but to now know she had died slowly while their daughter, a little omega herself was forced to care for her, to take on the responsibility which was his made him feel less than dirt. Opening his mouth to speak he was cut off by a loud knocking on his door. 

Snapping his eyes over to the large door he saw Marco throw it open.

"Pops I think we got her. That ship, if I'm not mistaken, I think it's the Reaper Pirates." he told his old man. 

Hearing this the massive man quickly stood from the chair and hurried out onto deck, Katakuri right behind him. Looking out in front of them, just on the horizon he saw the black ship with black sails and growled. 

"Who are the Reaper Pirates?" Katakuri asked Marco when he heard alpha growl. 

"A bunch of horrible people. Slavers, murders, rapist, you name it. They don't care who they hurt so long as they make out in the end. If they've got her then it isn't going to be good." Marco told him honestly. Holding the small bit of paper out for the large male to take. 

Taking the paper from Marco he saw it was only as big as his thumb nail now and grit his teeth. Looking back towards the ship that the woman he loves could be on he felt his heart hammer in his chest. Remembering what Nebula had said about an unclaimed omega going for a high price he grit his teeth. 

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You were so cold, your arms were numb from being chained above your head and holding your weight for so long. You wished you could say the rest of your body was numb as well, at least then you wouldn't be in so much pain. Every breath you took felt like your chest was being stabbed with a bunch of needles. Blinking slowly you had to fight to open your eyes, they felt so heavy. How much longer would this last? When would it end? Closing your eyes again you heard what sounded like cannons but you couldn't will your eyes to open anymore. Things were starting to get muffled sounding now, yelling, it sounded like yelling... you were so tired. Sleep. You just wanted to sleep. Sleep and dream. Dream of him. 

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He was the first one on the ship, using his devil fruit to fly across to the deck. Using anything he could he started cutting down man after man. Their bullets went through him with no problem, hitting the men behind him. He heard as Whitebeard yelled but he paid him no mind. As soon as he had seen the boxes and crates from Toto land he knew they were the ones that had attacked y/n's ship. Seeing the Captain run out of his cabin he growled at sight of the man adorned with y/n's sword. He gave him no time to attack, throwing his spear through the air and into the man's chest just as he saw his legs change into what looked like those of a frog. Being pinned to the wall he walked over to him and wrapped his hand around the man's throat. "Where is she?" he growled. 

"Where's who?" he chuckled, blood staining his lips. 

Gritting his teeth he shoved the trident into the man completely and watched him die. Ripping y/n's sword from his side he tossed it to one of his men, "Take it to my cabin." he told him and saw the man nod. 

Glancing to the sword Katakuri had handed over he recognized it as Selena's old one and looked to his crew, "Search the ship, find her." he told them. The ship wasn't made for his size, nor that of the Charlotte but the young alpha was quick to duck down and go bellow deck in search of y/n. It angered him to know he couldn't help look for her but the least he could do was make every man on this ship pay. 

Hurrying down the stairs he easily killed any person that dared stop him. Looking over every space he saw no sign of her. Squeezing down to the haul of the ship he kicked open doors, looking over storage rooms and such. Getting to the end of the hall he got to a thick wooden door with a bolt lock. Quickly unlocking it he threw open the door and what he saw made him almost fall to his knees and he would have if he hadn't fell tot he door frame instead. Oh God NO! His whole body trembled as he hurried over to her. There was so much blood. She was covered in it, her skin, her clothes, her hair. It was puddled on the floor, staining the wooden boards a dark red. Her clothes were torn, hanging on her small frame only by pieces here and there. Looking down to the sea prism cuffs holding her body up he swallowed hard at the raw, bloody skin under them. Her tiny fingers, the only part of her not smeared in blood were a light blue from holding her weight for so long. Swallowing hard he looked the room over for the keys but didn't see any. Hearing someone behind him he commanded for them to find the keys. 

"Y..yes sir..." the person said quickly before scrambling away. 

While waiting he gently, his hands shaking reached out to cup her head in his palm, tilting it up so he could look at her. Seeing the deep bruises littering her beautiful face he grit his teeth. Blood ran from her nose and mouth, along with the large cut on her cheek. Her eye was slightly swollen shut as well. At first glance she would almost be unrecognizable. Licking his lips he looked her over, "Y/n? Y/n wake up. Come on sweetheart look at me, open those pretty eyes." he said in a deep low voice. 

There was a voice, a soothing deep voice. It was calling to you. Something warm was touching your face and that smell, vanilla and leather. You knew that voice, that smell but it couldn't be him, he couldn't be here. Trying to open your eyes you just couldn't lift your heavy lids, you didn't have the strength, you couldn't even move your lips to say his name.  

Her eyes didn't open but he did hear a barely audible whimper leave her busted lips and it sent a aching pain straight to his heart, made something in him come alive.  "I got you sweetheart, you are going to be alright." he said, wither it was to her or himself he didn't know. Hearing boots running towards him he looked back to see the man from his crew standing there with the keys in hand. Snatching them from him he quickly started unlocking the chains around her wrists. Trying to hold her to him and unlock the cuffs he saw as Marco hurried towards him, helping to unlock the cuffs while he held Y/n in his arms. Once her arms were free he felt her entire body fall limp but he was there to catch her. Holding her in the crook of his arm he watched as Marco's hand moved towards her and he growled in warning. 

"Calm down Charlotte, I am a doctor." he told the alpha male and heard his growl stop but his noticed his body still tense. Feeling her pulse he knit his brows. "Her pulse if fading, we need to get her back on the ship quickly." he told him. 

Without another word he was rushing out of the haul of the ship with her cradled to his chest. As soon as they reached the deck he saw the emperor's eyes shoot to him and then down to the battered omega in his arms, his face contorting into one of pure fear and anger. 

"Come on we have to hurry." Marco called already going up the gangplank. 

With a nod from Whitebeard he followed the male to the room that was designated for medic. Laying her small body on the large bed he watched as the other male started moving about, grabbing this and that. Seeing a woman come into the room as well and start helping Marco he guessed she was his assistant or a nurse of some sorts. He could only stand there in a frozen state, staring at her near lifeless body. With the lights in the room he could now see more of the damage that littered her body. Her shirt was cut open, almost revealing her breasts. If it would have been under any other circumstance he would be a blushing mess right now but seeing her skin stained red and black he felt nothing but worry. 

"She has lost too much blood, she will need a transfusion. Do you know what blood type she is?" Marco asked the male who seemed to be in a state of shock. "Charlotte." 

Snapping his eyes to the male he blinked to focus. "Ah yes she... she is XF." With a nod he saw them set up the IV, watching as they cleaned away a part of her arm.

"She's too dehydrated...I can't find a vein."

"I'll have to do a central line." Marco said, moving to grab the things he needed. "I need you to go outside." 

Looking to the male he knit his brows, "I am not going an..."

"I can't risk her getting an infection, it will kill her. You are also in the way. You can wait outside and when I know something I will send Nina out to get you." 

Looking from the male back to the omega and he took a deep breath. Nodding he took one last look at her before he left the room. Getting outside he saw a few chairs in the small room and took a seat in them. Looking down he saw blood on his hands, arms and chest. Her blood. Closing his eyes he tried to steady his heart. He had swore the day Brulee had gotten hurt that he would get stronger, that he would always be there to protect the people he loved. He hadn't kept true to his word though because the woman he loved deeply was in the other room, on the brink of death and he hadn't been there to help her. Even now he was unable to help her. Clenching his fists he made a promise to never let her get hurt again. Hearing a door open he looked first to the one she was behind and saw it still closed. Glancing left he saw Whitebeard coming through entrance. The large male closed the door behind him before moving to sit in one of the other chairs. Not a word was said, there was nothing to say. All they could do was wait.

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Hours later, long into the night the door to the medical room opened and he snapped his eyes open to see a tired looking Marco walk out, wiping his hands on a towel. 

Looking to both men he took a deep breath before starting. "She is stable. I'm not going to sugar coat it, she's in rough shape. She was beat, I'm guessing by that cane that was in the room with her. Her body is littered with cuts and bruises as well as some nasty welts. She has many broken or cracked ribs, as well as her cheekbone. I pulled a bullet out of her shoulder and a few large splinters out of her thigh and hip. I am guessing it has been at least a good week possibly more since she has eaten anything and considering how dehydrated she was I'd probably say they didn't give her any water either. Lastly she has a mild concussion and the ligaments in her shoulders and wrists have been torn from holding her weight for so long. I've healed her the best I can for today, she's too weak for me to do anymore and I don't want to push her but I will do more tomorrow. It will take time but she should make a full recovery." 

Letting out a breath he didn't know he was holding he closed his eyes. "Thank you." he said and saw the male give him a small smile and nod. "Can I see her?"

"Sure, just give Nina a moment, she is getting her cleaned up a bit." 

Nodding he saw the male go to stand by his captain, the two of them speaking softly. It didn't talk long until the woman came out and he was allowed inside. Walking over to her bedside he looked down at her and closed his eyes, she was covered in bandages. But, she was alive and that was all that mattered. Lifting his hand he brushed her hair back some. 

Watching the young alpha with his daughter he took a deep breath. "My daughter, what is she to you?"

"Everything."