#mochi in scarfs

[frankenjoly]

*gasp* a thief

[visionkept]

[churuki-town]

[luffington]

cream-filled ♡

➤ summary: Your devoted husband really wants to have a baby with you, so he figures out a solution to your size difference. (18+)

➤ pairing: charlotte katakuri x afab!reader

➤ word count: 2.2k

➤ warnings: extreme size kink, breeding kink, belly bulge, age difference (reader is mid-20s), cumplay, titjob, creative use of mochi, established relationship, fluff, 'wife' for reader

➤ notes: katakuri’s height is biblically accurate and i did very questionable math to figure out his dick size.... this is literally so nasty but silly donut man is definitely a freak <3

NSFW under the break! minors dni thank uuu

Months after your wedding, your husband marched into your shared bedroom, arms crossed and face buried in his scarf, and stated, “Mama wants us to have a baby.”

You furrowed your brows in confusion. If Big Mom really wanted little Katakuris running around, she should’ve considered your physical incompatibility before arranging your marriage. He was practically double your age and triple your height. Plus, the Emperor typically prioritized babies from her weaker children – Oven, Daifuku, and Perospero all remained childless, and her second son’s bounty spoke for itself. She occasionally made lighthearted comments to you about wanting a grandchild, but it sounded more like a fantasy than a demand.

As a thick silence settled between you, Katakuri became increasingly flustered. A lightbulb went off in your head and a knowing smile spread across your face. The tips of his ears turned red as he finally admitted, “Okay, I want a baby.”

Oh, he was precious. “And I would love to have one with you, honey, but I don’t know how. Your dick just can’t fit.”

Everything about Katakuri was enormous, and his cock was no exception. At full hardness, it measured at least eighteen inches – nearly the size of your entire torso. He understandably had a hard time finding sexual partners previously, and poor Katakuri was almost more nervous about showing you his dick than his fangs. Lucky for him, you didn’t scare easily.

As an average-sized human, your body was certainly too small to take it, but your sex life was absolutely thriving. Your husband worshiped every inch of you, and eating your pussy as ferociously as Mama during a hunger pang became as routine as his meriendas. And anything you could do with his cock turned him on – your dedication to pleasing him was enough to make him lightheaded. 

He’d even started training you to take his gigantic length. Katakuri replicated his dick into a mochi dildo with a donut-shaped base, then fucked you slow and deep to let you adjust to its size. The dildos got bigger and bigger, and you had already made some progress in loosening your hole. Neither of you cared if nothing ever came of it – it was intimate, fun, and incredibly sexy. 

“I came up with a solution,” Katakuri muttered shyly. “I… I think you’ll like it.”

“So mysterious,” you giggled, though you expected nothing less from him. Shifting your position to emphasize your skimpy lounge outfit as you spread your legs enticingly. “Alright, get in here.”

Your husband crossed the room with two thundering footsteps, draped his feathery scarf over a chair, then carefully removed his spurred boots. Two intimidating accessories stripped away barely affected his menacing appearance, but to you, it revealed the gentle giant underneath. Katakuri’s knees sunk into the huge mattress yet he still towered over you, a mix of adoration and hunger burning in his dark eyes. 

He easily flipped your positions so you rested on top of his bare chest. Always overly careful with your small frame and wanting to eliminate the risk of harming you, which usually resulted in him underneath you. The man who supposedly never lied on his back cared more about your safety than his outward image of perfection. He adored his pretty wife, his tiny wife. Blood rushed to his dick when he noticed that your toes barely reached his hips in this position.

You cupped his jaw and kissed him passionately, running your fingers through his cropped hair. The taste of sugary strawberry frosting overwhelmed your tastebuds as his broad tongue penetrated your mouth, though he was cautious about keeping his teeth away from your delicate skin. Sensing his hesitation, you broke the kiss to lick along one of his protruding fangs seductively.

“Such a gorgeous little thing,” he murmured reverently before pressing his lips against yours again. “How did I end up with someone as perfect as you?”

“Mama has good taste,” you shrugged with a grin. Katakuri undid his skull-shaped belt buckle and slid out of his tight leather pants, not missing the way you subtly rolled your pelvis against his solid abs. He was incredibly disciplined but he adored your impatience – everything about you was so fucking cute. 

“Jerk me off,” he grumbled against your lips. Straightforward as always, but never intentionally harsh or commanding with you. Katakuri lovingly rubbed the top of your head with his huge hand then brought it down on your ass with a light smack. 

You squealed and gave him one final peck on the lips before stripping, carelessly throwing your clothes onto the floor. Dark eyes admired your naked form as you crawled down his body, playfully tracing the vertical lines of his tattoo, then slid down the elastic waistband of his donut-print underwear. Even at half-hardness, his cock was big enough to split you in two. You straddled his hips and settled your bare core atop his heavy balls.

Katakuri licked his lips at the lewd sight of you wrapping your tiny hands around his dick – your fingertips couldn’t even touch. Spitting on the mushroom head as a meaningless attempt at lubrication, you firmly stroked your palms up and down his massive length. He willed his hips to stay still and let you set the pace, though it was relatively hard to control his animalistic instincts in bed with you. Your tongue darted out to kitten-lick his slit, fingers trailing along his cock’s more prominent veins. 

“That’s it, sweetheart, get me nice and hard. Show me how much you want my cum deep in your womb.” His words went straight to your cunt, and you relieved the ache by grinding down on his testicles. Katakuri cursed under his breath and watched you open your jaw as wide as possible to suckle on the head of his dick. His salty precum had a slight mochi aftertaste – the sticky substance permeated every bit of his body, and the flavor was strangely addicting. 

You noticed your husband eyeing your breasts, their softness squished against his cock and hard nipples massaging the sensitive skin. Even more blood rushed south when he pictured them swollen with delicious milk. He knew he wouldn’t be able to resist sucking them dry as an additional afternoon snack. With a mischievous smirk, you situated his giant length between your tits and pressed them together for good measure. Katakuri’s cock jerked against you, smearing a hefty load of precum on your cheek.

“You like it when I give you a titjob, huh? Do my boobs feel good wrapped around your dick?” He nodded as if he was in a trance. “Dirty old man,” you chuckled, turning his cheeks an adorable shade of red.

Katakuri never admitted this to you, but he sometimes imagined using you as his own little toy. The most fucked up version of it involved using you as a fleshlight, your body stretching like dough around him as he speared his dick inside your tiny cunt. Seeing how deep it could go, then lifting you up his length and trying again. 

However, that was obviously unrealistic, so he usually imagined you exactly as you were now. Warm skin flush against him, dick nestled between your arms and tits as he used your body to jerk himself off. Maybe that did make him a dirty old pervert, but he had a feeling you’d be willing to try it. 

That dirty fantasy, paired with your debauched expression and your hot cunt moving against his balls, almost pushed him into dangerous territory. But no, he needed to save his cum for something much more important. Katakuri grabbed your thighs and flipped your positions again, hovering over you with lust-blown eyes. 

He growled at the sight of your drenched pussy. “This all for me?” His thick thumb parted your folds to collect your slick, then he stuck the digit in his mouth and slurped happily. “Mmm, so sweet, I could get addicted to this.” As if he wasn’t already. “Can I have more?”

You giggled. “You can have whatever you want, Kata. No need to be so nervous.”

“Don’t wanna break you,” he mumbled breathlessly but didn’t give you a chance to respond. He dove between your legs, his impressive tongue easily splitting your cunt apart and making your eyes roll back into your skull. 

“K-Kata… holy fuck.” Your thighs shook around his head as your brain quickly dissolved into mush. “Harder, ahh, please…” 

Your husband eagerly complied, holding your thighs wide open and prodding his wet muscle even deeper inside you. He was already drunk off your juices and your pussy continued to gush around his tongue. When he found the spot that made your back arch off the bed, he licked over it incessantly, pulling away for only a moment to lap at your neglected clit. 

A sharp fang brushed against the delicate flesh of your inner thigh and made you flinch, but you just grabbed his hair and kept him pressed against your cunt. You would gladly take even the harshest teeth marks if it meant he kept eating you out like that. 

Katakuri restrained himself from going any further when he noticed the telltale signs of your orgasm. “Ready?” He asked, his chin completely soaked in your juices. You nodded eagerly despite not knowing what you were consenting to. You trusted your sweet husband to treat you well – and you wanted a baby just as much as he did.

He sat back on his haunches, clutching your thigh in one massive hand and grabbing the base of his cock with the other. Tilting your bottom half slightly upwards until his dick was aligned with your cunt. For a terrifying yet exhilarating moment, you honestly thought he was going to push it inside. 

“Hold yourself open for me.” Oh. That was his plan. You gladly used both hands to spread your pussy lips wide, your fluttering hole completely visible and begging to be filled by him. Katakuri began roughly jerking off, pretty eyes laser-focused on your cunt as he grunted quietly. He pressed the flushed red tip of his cock against your hole, which was already straining from the tiniest bit of pressure.

“Fill me up, honey,” you whimpered with a blissed-out grin. “Prove that you want to be a father.”

Your husband came with a deep moan as if on command, emptying his balls and spraying copious amounts of thick, creamy cum across your skin. Some of it miraculously made it into your spread hole and trickled deep inside your soaked cunt. The rest overflowed onto your thighs and tummy, globs dripping down the crack of your ass and onto the sheets below. 

Without wasting a moment, Katakuri gathered up some stray cum with two fingers and plunged them into your cunt. You nearly screamed from the sudden intrusion – his digits alone were bigger than any of your past partners’ cocks, and so much better. He repeated the perverted process until nearly every drop was shoved inside your pretty pussy. But he didn’t stop there. An obscene squelching noise echoed throughout the room as he scissored around the pool of his hot semen. Your stomach was stuffed so full of cum that it bulged out into a pretty bump.

“So fucking full. Imagine what you’ll look like pregnant – fuck, I’d get to see this every day.” He practically drooled at the visible outline of his fingers thrusting in and out. Your tiny little body worked so hard to accommodate his size and you loved every second of it. “My sweet cream-filled donut, I could eat you right up.”

You wanted to laugh at his endearing ridiculousness – his adorable love of sweets even found its way into dirty talk. But all air was knocked out of your lungs when he prodded at your cervix, literally trying to shove his cum inside the miniscule opening. He lifted you off the bed by your leg even more, willing gravity to assist the semen flowing inside you.

Katakuri continued to finger-fuck you with calculated thrusts, but when his teeth sunk into your thigh – hard enough to break the skin but not enough to bleed – you finally hit your peak. You shrieked loud enough for all of Totto Land to hear, making it known that your seventeen-foot tall husband likely just fucked triplets into you. Your tongue lolled out of your mouth and you almost blacked out, but Katakuri kept you grounded in reality with gentle kisses on your cheeks and forehead, holding your hand and willing your heartbeat to slow down. 

After a few minutes and constant reassurance that you did a great job for him, Katakuri pulled his fingers out and quickly replaced them with a small plug made of mochi. Just to make sure everything stayed inside you (and because he could stare at your stomach bulge for hours).

“Do you think it’ll work?” You panted quietly, eyes fluttering shut with absolute bliss. “Use your Haki. Will I be all swollen with your baby soon?”

“I can’t see that far into the future,” Katakuri smiled, heart overflowing with love for you. “So let’s keep trying until it does.”

[yanderes-galore]

Omg I love ur yandere one piece fics! So if I may 👀 could I ask for a concept of charlotte katakuri? Love this man <3

Yandere! Katakuri Charlotte Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Arranged marriage, Manipulation, Possessive/Protective behavior, Isolation, His family enables him (Always fun....), Stalking, Forced relationship.

Katakuri is an interesting case since he cares so much about family.

By that logic, I can see him being platonic or romantic,

However... For this concept I will be focusing on a romantic plot for this concept.

To most, Katakuri is a very serious general who works to please his family.

He's calm, diligent, and intimidating to most.

That's how his family wishes to see him and that's the side he's most known for.

How I personally imagine a romantic Katakuri happening is probably an arranged marriage situation.

Those who have watched/read One Piece will know that Big Mom is obsessed with weddings.

It isn't that difficult to think that she'd prepare a wedding for her second son, right?

It would either be because your family is important... or Katakuri was expressing an interest for a while in you.

Your first formal meeting with Katakuri would be when you hear he's meant to be your fiance.

You two are so different it's jarring.

First of all, your husband towers over you.

Second of all, he seems so uninterested in your arranged marriage.

Your first meeting is so awkward, his size and stature make you so uneasy.

However, you make a mistake when reading him.

No, Katakuri isn't uninterested.

In fact he's quite intrigued to have you as his fiance.

Maybe even excited if he's had his eyes on you for a while.

Katakuri is an intimidating man, but he wouldn't hurt his obsession.

He tries to be caring, even if he appears to be cold when doing it.

He always keeps an eye on you, even when you sleep.

There's times you have never seen him rest, always on guard around you.

He's honorable, always checking in on you like he does with his siblings.

Except when it comes to you, things are different since you're meant to be his fiance.

You think he's just doing it to appease his mother, just like how you're trying to protect your own family from Big Mom's wrath.

However, that isn't entirely true... Katakuri does love you himself, not just for his mother.

He's just... awkward with showing it since he hates being vulnerable.

Katakuri would not enjoy being vulnerable around you for a bit.

He feels he needs to be a protective husband for you, that's his role....

You shouldn't see him when he's vulnerable.

It's a sad life for him, honestly.

Even when you're married, or at least the months prior, you probably came across him when he was most vulnerable by accident.

Admittedly, this no doubt leads into an argument.

He hates people seeing him like this, even those he's kind to.

Even more so since he's insecure about his mouth.

You may even think he's going to hurt you right there in your shared room... Until you think quickly and tell him you don't mind his vulnerability.

Due to his obsession, it makes him pause.

You... You accept that? Really?

Honestly, seeing Katakuri vulnerable may make you enjoy his presence more.

Are you still upset you're being forced to marry? Yes.

Yet you're less scared of the man when you're in private.

Originally you were more closed off and nervous.

Now you feel a bit more comfortable, even if he still refuses to show his mouth to you at times.

He'd kill anyone else for seeing him like that, but the way you were so open makes him stunned.

Uncharacteristically, I personally think his obsession makes Katakuri flustered when they're alone.

You just can barely see it under the scarf.

Katakuri is also careful of your small size.

He knows he towers over you due to his genes, so when he holds you he's very careful.

He keeps you against his chest and is surprisingly soft, like mochi.

While Katakuri tries to be caring and nice, he can also still be a threat.

Mostly to anyone around you.

Katakuri, with you as his fiance, is naturally going to be protective of you.

It borders on possessive, really.

He isn't keen on letting anyone around you too close.

Sometimes he even dislikes his family around you.

While he's nice to you, he isn't going to just let you leave either.

Katakuri is probably one of the hardest yanderes to escape.

Once you're his fiance, there isn't any going back.

You could try to escape during the first few months before you're married...

But it won't last long.

With Katakuri's mochi powers, there's a good chance you're going to be caught.

He could straight up turn the floor to mochi and make you stuck just long enough to pick you up.

Plus, think of the consequences of trying to leave a marriage with him?

He's the second son of an Emperor.

Nothing good comes from angering Big Mom, trust me.

Katakuri learning of your escape attempt is a mercy.

I don't doubt his siblings would help catch you, too.

If someone was helping you escape, Katakuri would track them... and they most likely won't live.

Other than his family, you are one of the most important things he has in his life.

If he has to keep you under constant surveillance until the marriage happens, then he will.

Once you do officially get married, Katakuri nearly never has you alone.

When you sleep, he's there.

He'll even hold you if it means you're in his sight.

He has to be very careful with affection due to his size.

So... nothing too intense.

Before you know of his mouth, he'd do mock kisses as he held you with his scarf.

Although afterwards, he doesn't mind kissing you in private with his actual mouth.

You are the only person who deserves to see him vulnerable.

He's meant to be your husband, after all.

While he can be soft and caring with you...

Blood being spilled for you isn't uncommon either.

Truth is, you were his the second Big Mom arranged this marriage...

You aren't escaping Whole Cake Island now.

[xkotaro16o]

Hiii! Can I request some hcs of Katakuri and Zoro with a fem! S/O that's small and cute but can literally mess you up terribly?

If not that's alr, just keep well <3 drink water

—𝙾𝙿 𝙼𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚂𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝙵!𝚂/𝙾 𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝙼𝚎��𝚜 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚄𝚙—

Summary: Headcanons where OP men have a small and cute S/O, yet they can mess you up terribly.

Pairing: Roronoa Zoro x F!S/O, Charlotte Katakuri x F!SO.

CW: Fluff, grammatical error, OOC.

A/N: ALRIGHT, I HOPE I GET THIS 1 RIGHT GKJGHASJEGNJA (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) Feel free 2 tell me if i get it wrong tho (つ╥﹏╥)つ I HOPE U LIKE IT MASJEBGAMJFNWNJ ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ I THINK IT'S VERY OOC AHHHHH ૮(˶╥︿╥)ა

—𝚁𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚊 𝚉𝚘𝚛𝚘—

Marimo likes to tease you about your height. But he likes to hold you when he's sleeping as well, you're just so small and it feels better when you're in his arms. Your personality is also adorable? That's it, he's going to tease you more.

Even though Zoro likes to tease you, he has a soft spot for you. At first, he was... Pretty tense. How can't? He has A CUTE AND SMALL S/O!! Even Sanji didn't believe it and didn't accept this fact (until now actually). After he got comfortable around you, he isn't that tense again!

The two of you are a pretty unique couple. A big and tall guy who has intimidating look is walking beside a small and cute girl who doesn't look dangerous (at first look, people might think you aren't dangerous).

Not to mention, he was surprised when he saw you fighting the enemy for the first time! Um... So you were THAT STRONG this all time? Well, looks like he shouldn't underestimate you again next time.

But after he knew you can mess the enemy up so terribly, oh damn. Proud Zoro in the corner. You see that adorable person who's beating those marine? That's his S/O.

"Huh? Did that curly cook bother you again, babe?"

—𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎 𝙺𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚒—

Dear, what? Katakuri is with a small and cute S/O? Oh no, mochi boy at first was very tense around you, he was scared that he might hurt you. Poor big mochi man. Jokes aside, he's willing to help you with anything if you can't... Reach it? Everything is just... Huge for you.

No need to be worried, he has a very soft spot for you. But do know it takes time for him to feel comfortable around you. Brûlée is fond of you! Her big brother deserves someone like you!

Meanwhile the Minister of Flour tends to blush and gets all shy around you (he hides it behind his scarf!). Ah, how lucky he is, he feels like he doesn't deserve this.

But when he saw you fighting, he... Didn't believe it. Um, S/O? So, uh, you're strong? Ah, that's... Very surprising for him. Still, he prefers to protect you and gets worried if you fight the enemy!

People looks at the two of you in disbelief. A very huge and intimidating man who's popular as one of the Three Sweet Commanders of Big Mom Pirates is walking beside a cute and small girl? That's... Alright. No one is brave enough to speak their minds in front of Katakuri anyway.

"Please let me do it for you, sweetheart."

I DO NOT OWN ALL OF THE CHARACTERS & DO NOT REPOST MY WORKS.

[tero-ga]

Eyyyy SwapAU enthusiast, missed me? I finally finished Gina's design from like, late July?

I used some references of the earliest history pictures of police woman in Britain for her outfit. I kept something from her original design like the buttons of her hat and pattern of her scarf, speaking of her scarf Idk why i chose that for her but it's just felt right (and I still think that shbsjsb). For her hair, in her original design her braided bun reminded me of mochi donut and keep thinking of desert during the process, so i made it to look like swiss roll as shout-out to Gumshoe hehe.

Anyway a doodle of her and Gregson (I've been wanting to make this meme for a long time lmaoo-)

Concepts for her design!!

[silkysoftie]

𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬

shouto todoroki x female reader

summary: when his sweet girlfriend is nervous to meet his family, shouto decides to help take the edge off.

↳ warnings: 18+, nsfw, college au, established relationship, pet names, praise, tears, fingering, exhibitionism (aged up characters)

beta reader: @themellowminx

a/n: sorry this took so long! i meant for this to come out sooner, but i fell into a writing slump :( sho is a bit difficult to write so i hope i was able to do his character justice! enjoy <3

Little white puffs of snow floated slowly through the still evening air as Shouto quietly led you down the sidewalk to his family home, his palm warm in yours.

Winter had come at last, the days shortening, and the temperatures dropping. You’d met Shouto Todoroki in the spring. The fields of flowers he’d once stopped to pick from for you now hid away under a thick blanket of snow. After the first snowfall of the year, Shouto had quickly decided winter was your best season, captivated by how you seemed to glow amongst the vast whiteness. Though he’d never mention it, he quite liked the dusting of red that covered your cheeks and nose in the icy air. He couldn’t help the little grin that tugged his lips at the sight of you, bundled up in a pink, fluffy scarf, hair windswept and frosty. You just looked so cozy.

Seeing as the two of you had been dating for some time now, Shouto thought it appropriate for you to finally meet his family. Rei, his mother, was delighted by the idea and invited you to dinner without hesitation, anxious to meet the girl Shouto always mentioned in his letters. Thus, the very next Friday you were at the Todoroki’s doorstep, shaking like a leaf.

What if they didn’t like you? After all, you’d always felt Shouto was way out of your league. For goodness’ sake, the man was built like a Greek god, all sharp angels and smooth muscles. When you’d passed by him on the way out of the lecture hall, his distinctive dual-toned locks catching your eye, you’d had to do a double take, astonished to share a class with someone so unfairly handsome. And to think, he’d noticed you of all people. You’d never been particularly insecure, but next to the campus heartthrob, you just couldn’t compare.

“Hello! Welcome in,” Rei opened the front door, her words soft and gentle, but filled with excitement. Your trembling seemed to worsen at the mere sight of her.

Shouto lightly squeezed your hand in reassurance before ushering you in. After greeting her son, Rei turned to you.

“I’m so pleased to meet you, Y/N. Shouto has told me so much about you,” Rei smiled at you warmly, a slight lift at the corner of her lips. Suddenly, you were struck by how closely Shouto resembled her. They had the same, soft shape to their face, straight nose, and long, sweeping eyelashes. Not to mention the way in which they observed the world around them, quietly, but perceptively. She was almost as unreasonably beautiful as her son. Maybe God did have favorites after all…

“Hel-” your voice wobbled embarrassingly thanks to your nerves. Shouto’s shoulders raised almost imperceptibly, his lips pressing into a thin line in attempt to smother a laugh. Yep, ok, time to go home and dwell on this for the rest of your life.

Clearing your throat, you tried again, “Hello, it’s very nice to meet you. Thank you for inviting me over.”

Rei’s smile widened, just enough that a flash of brilliant, white teeth peaked through. Beside you, Shouto swelled with pride, a little smile of his own making its way onto his face at his mother’s reaction to you.

“I also, um, brought you this,” Rei watched with interest as you fished around in your purse in search of something. After a moment you pulled out a small, ornate box, decorated with a delicate bow.

Shouto’s mother took it from you carefully, her movements graceful and slow. After opening the little box, a quiet gasp left her.

“It’s mochi from my hometown…” you wrung your hands together nervously, hopeful she’d like the gift since you’d picked it without knowing much about her tastes, “I know it’s not quite the holidays, but I thought you might like to taste it.”

“My goodness, this is very kind of you,” Rei murmured, her grey eyes examining the little desserts and their descriptions intently.

After a moment, she turned her thoughtful gaze back to you, “Thank you very much, Y/N.”

Shouto had a hard time schooling his features into their usual, serious expression when his mother was so obviously pleased. Rei was a rather reserved woman, a trait she’d passed on to him. And like him, she kept a tight hold on her emotions, her countenance always very carefully calculated. To anyone else, Rei might seem as cold as ice, but her son knew better.

She liked you, Shouto could tell.

Just as you were about to respond, a young woman burst into the hall, running over to where the three of you still stood in the genkan.

“I’m so sorry! I was brewing tea and didn’t hear you come in!” the words tumbled out of the woman in a rush, her glasses slipping down her nose in her haste.

“Y/N,” Shouto said in that temptingly deep voice of his, “this is my sister, Fuyumi.”

“It’s so nice to finally meet you, Shouto mentions you and your cooking often,” you bowed slightly, a shy smile tugging at your lips. It was nice to finally put a face to the name. You wondered briefly if all the Todoroki children looked so incredibly alike. Shouto and Fuyumi shared, not only, their mother’s elegant bone structure, but also their coloring. Fuyumi’s white hair was dotted with the same shock of red that split Shouto’s evenly down the middle. Only their eyes set them apart, Shouto boasting both Rei’s deep, stormy grey and Enji’s electric blue.

Fuyumi beamed at your indirect compliment while Shouto’s eyebrows furrowed somewhat. You guessed he might be embarrassed that you would mention his comments about his sister’s cooking, seeing as he was a rather poor one himself.

“Please come in,” Rei urged you, “We set up the kotatsu today in anticipation of your arrival.”

Shouto helped you shrug out of your winter coat, his long fingers brushing lightly against your neck as he unfurled your scarf, sending a lick of fire down your spine. After dawning your house slippers, the two of you made your way through his family home, stopping every now and then to marvel at the beautiful, traditional, Japanese architecture.

Before long, the four of you were seated comfortably under a brightly colored kotatsu, sipping hot, green tea and chatting. As the tea slowly warmed you from the inside out, the heater worked to thaw your frozen limbs. More than once you had to stop yourself from letting out a sigh of relief, thankful to be out of the cold.

Unable to part from you for long, Shouto pressed himself firmly against your side, his hands fidgeting with his teacup as though he didn’t quite know what to do with them. The feeling of his thick, muscled thigh rubbing up against yours under the quilt did nothing to help calm your nerves. You made a point to focus on the conversation at hand, rather than the heat from his body seeping into yours.

“Natsuo will be joining us later, he has to work late this evening,” Fuyumi mentioned as she fiddled with the teapot, pouring another round for everyone, “and Touya is out doing who knows what.”

“Probably burning down an elementary school,” Shouto mumbled, more to himself than anyone. You hastily brought your teacup to your lips in attempt to hide your snicker. You’d heard all about Shouto’s oldest brother and his rebellious ways, leading you to believe that his comment was more plausible than not.

After regaining your composure you curiously asked, “And what about your dad?”

A somber silence settled over the table at the mention of Enji Todoroki. Your cheeks burned hot with embarrassment. Clearly you’d touched on a sore subject. Whatever good first impression you’d managed to make was likely now squashed. Good going.

“Our father is a politician,” Fuyumi explained quietly, “He’s almost never home… always at one meeting or another.”

Sensing your distress, Shouto huffed loudly, drawing attention to himself.

“That’s fine, more soba for me.”

Was that.. a joke?

A surprised giggle escaped Fuyumi as Rei’s eyebrows shot up, the two effectively distracted from your earlier blunder. You glanced up at the man next to you, all the love and affection you’d ever felt for him bubbling up in your chest. His heterochromatic eyes found yours, the smallest of smiles on his face. God, he was just so good… so good to you.

Mood officially lightened, the conversation carried on as if nothing had happened.

“So, Shouto, how are you doing in school?” Rei questioned.

“I am doing well. Y/N and I study together for our shared classes. I find her presence very helpful,” Shouto responded easily.

Overwhelmed with adoration for your boyfriend, you were unable to focus, a goofy grin pulling at your lips as you stared at your teacup, replaying his kind gesture over and over in your mind.

“Y/N?”

It was only when Shouto’s elbow lightly nudged yours that you realized Rei had asked you a question. Your hands flew to your face, flushed in shame.

“S-sorry, what was that?”

It was as though all of your earlier nerves rushed right back into your body, fingers trembling against the smooth, ceramic cup.

“I only asked if you were enjoying school,” Rei smiled encouragingly, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

“Oh! Yes, very much. My classes are all very interesting, but I have to admit, I enjoy the ones with your son the most.”

A little smirk tugged at the corner of Shouto’s mouth, clearly pleased with your answer.

“I’m very glad to hear it,” Rei laughed a bit, “As much as I’d love to keep chatting, Fuyumi and I have to get dinner started.”

You floundered as she got up to leave, not wanting to seem impolite, “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“Thanks for offering, but you’re our guest. We’ll take care of it. Like Shouto has told you, I’m an amazing cook!” Fuyumi puffed her chest out in pride, a brilliant smile on her face. Shouto merely grimaced, deflating a little in his seat.

The two left for the kitchen, leaving you and your boyfriend to your own devices.

“Ugh…”

You folded over, forehead smacking against the top of the kotatsu table. Shouto chuckled quietly, one of his large palms coming up to rub at your back.

“They probably hate me,” you whined, words muffled by the wood.

You heard a sigh escape your boyfriend followed by his smooth voice, “They do not hate you. In fact… I think they quite like you.”

The speed at which you were back up and staring at him was almost comical, Shouto’s mouth quirking up at the red mark on your forehead.

“Really?”

“Really.”

Releasing a breath you didn’t know you were holding, you considered his words. Could they really like you? You’d fumbled and stuttered your way through the entire conversation, for crying out loud! Not to mention the slip up regarding his father; you shuddered at the mere memory.

You knew that Shouto, of all people, would never lie to you and if the genuine look on his face was anything to go by, he didn’t plan on breaking that streak of honesty anytime soon, but…

“Ah.. I don’t know! I’m not very good with meeting new people. What if I mess everything up?!” your hands found your cheeks once more, scrubbing anxiously at the flushed skin.

Shouto caught your hands in his, squeezing tightly in an attempt to calm you, “You are not going to mess anything up.”

But his actions had the opposite effect, his warm touch sending shivers up your arms and worry bubbling up inside your chest. Here he was, always so incredibly good and kind, and you were just… well, you were just you! Plain, old you!

“Oh, I am! I’m going to mess everything up and they’ll hate me forever! And then you’ll dump me and we’ll never get married and we’ll never have babies, and-“

Shouto’s lips were suddenly on yours, hot and demanding. Coincidentally, all thoughts seemed to fly right out of your brain, leaving only buzzing excitement in their wake. Your surprise allowed him to slip his tongue inside without much effort, his mouth working expertly over yours.

To put it simply, Shouto kissed you silly.

When the two of you came up for air, panting slightly, he reassured you, “Love, they like you. I know they like you. I am not going anywhere and we can have all the babies you want. You’re overthinking.”

You stared at his lips, a little dazed from the unexpected kiss. Blinking a bit to clear your head, it took a moment for his words to register, but when they did, you frowned, “I know, I just… Ugh! I can’t help it!”

His warm hand slid under your chin, tilting your face to meet his unwavering gaze.

“Then let me help.”

It was a simple—well, it was more of a command than a question—but it had your mind short circuiting all the same.

“Please?” Shouto tilted his head in question, his innocent expression a stark contrast to the implications of his words, “Will you let me help you, my love?”

“Yes,” you breathed out, unable to resist him when his eyes were burning holes into yours with such an intensity it turned your bones to jelly.

His lips stretched into a lopsided grin before he dove back in, hungrily capturing your mouth with his once more. While you were distracted, one of his hands snaked its way under the kotatsu quilt, finding the soft, little space of flesh above your tall, knitted socks and giving it a light squeeze. A squeak of surprise escaped you, but Shouto swallowed it down, fingers tracing a familiar path up your leg. A path you recognized all too well.

It took all your strength—both mentally and physically—to pull away from his addictive taste, “Sho... what are you doing?”

He eyed you curiously, looking as though the answer were the most obvious thing in the world, “Helping.”

You gaped at him, a furious blush staining your cheeks. He couldn’t be serious. For goodness’ sake, Rei and Fuyumi were just in the next room over!

“W-what? I thought we were just gonna kiss! What about your f-family?!” you managed to stutter out, incredulous.

Shouto shrugged, eyes flickering to the hallway and back, “Can you be quiet?”

You nearly choked. Here and now, Shouto Todoroki was going to kill you. They’d find your lifeless body in his family home and wonder what could have happened. Your ghost would float above them, cries for justice falling on deaf ears. And your boyfriend would stand there, knowing he was the cause behind the mysterious heart failure.

“What?!” you cried, but Shouto was unfazed, carrying on as if you hadn’t spoken.

“I think you can,” he murmured thoughtfully, fingers drumming against the inside of your thigh.

This behavior was so incredibly unlike him, that you were at a loss for words, your mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, “B-but, but-”

“Shh,” he hushed you, thumb rubbing soothing circles into your skin, “stop worrying and let me take care of you.”

All complaints died on your tongue when he leaned in close, his warm breath prickling your skin as his broad shoulders once again filled your vision. Your heart lurched when his fingers trailed up your thigh, teasing their way up under your skirt. A squeal caught in your throat, your panties sticking uncomfortably to your core. Was he really going to do this right now?! But when his mouth moved forward to capture your own, locking you in another passionate kiss, your thoughts quieted, a happy, little hum escaping you thanks to his skillful tongue.

It seemed this was the response Shouto had been waiting for, because the second you accepted his lips, his deft fingers found your panties, tracing lightly along the hem. He paused a moment, perhaps surprised your lack of safety shorts, but recovered quickly, a single finger hooking under the band. You tried to pull away from him, to remind him of his family in the next room, but he was undeterred, kissing away your protests.

Ever so slowly, his fingers inched under the fabric, resting against your heated skin. You chased after his lips when he pulled away from you, his chest heaving and eyes half-lidded behind his bangs. He was so utterly beautiful that it nearly took your breath away, arousal licking at your core. The air between you had grown warm, whether from the heat of the kotatsu or the moment, you didn’t know.

Shouto looked to you for permission one last time, a single, white eyebrow raised and an unspoken question dancing in his irises. All you could do was nod, so thoroughly bewitched by his beauty.

In an instant, his hand was on you, right where you needed it most. Gone were the fleeting touches and gentle caresses, having been replaced by desire and desperation.

Your boyfriend waisted no time in sliding his fingers up your folds, his eyes gleaming with interest when they came away covered in slick. Shouto’s tongue darted out to lick at his lips, his breath coming a bit quicker thanks to the discovery. He was getting worked up embarrassingly fast, pants already feeling a little tighter.

After a bit of light petting, he finally slid one, long finger inside your sopping entrance, his pace torturously slow and hitting all the right spots. You held back a whine, lip caught between your teeth and your gaze flicking between him and the hallway. A low rumble came from deep in Shouto’s chest, displeased by your divided attention.

In attempt to win you over, he leaned forward, lips grazing along your neck, finger still pumping in and out of you steadily. That seemed to do the trick, your posture finally relaxing and your eyes falling shut. Shouto inwardly celebrated, glad to have finally calmed you.

As he nipped and kissed his way down the column of your throat, his hand picked up the pace, finger thrusting into you a bit faster. The muscles in your thighs tensed and twitched, making him smile against your skin before sitting up, anxious to watch your pleasured expression twist with each careful drag of his digit against your clenching walls.

Hiking your skirt up for better access, Shouto added a second finger without warning, the loud squelch of your wetness making heat rise to your cheeks. An involuntary moan ripped from your throat, prompting him to slap a hand over your mouth.

You both froze, waiting for Rei or Fuyumi to come storming in at any moment, but that moment never came.

“I know it feels good, but you have to stay quiet for me, alright?”

You nodded obediently, whimpers muffled by his large palm. As arousal dripped from your pussy, your knees fell open of their own accord, making space for his hand to slot against you, cupping your heat. Letting your head loll back, you gazed up at Shouto, glittery, little tears brimming in the corners of your glassy, unfocused eyes. It was a precious sight, one that was practically begging for his affection.

Leaning down to place a gentle kiss against the back of his own palm was the best he could offer, knowing your voice would betray you should he let you free. A pathetic whine tumbled from you, desperately wishing it was his lips on yours instead.

“You’re doing so well, love,” he reassured, “I know you want me to kiss you right now, but we can’t risk someone hearing those sweet noises of yours. Just hold on for a little longer, ok? Do you think you can do that for me, sweetheart?”

Surely this man would be the death of you.

Your nails clawed at the arm that held you, eyes rolling back when his fingers found that special spot deep inside of you. It felt as though you were on fire, skin burning underneath his touch. All reservations and embarrassment faded away, blinding you to anything other than the rhythmic tempo of his ministrations. Chasing the high that continued to elude you, your hips rolled, grinding down into his palm.

Sensing your impending orgasm, Shouto’s hand lightly pushed against you, urging you down to the floor carefully. Crawling over you, he resumed his brutal pace, finger fucking you as though there were no tomorrow.

You were so damn close. Just when you thought you couldn’t handle anymore, his thumb found your clit, circling the sensitive bud delicately. He just looked so devilishly handsome hovering above you, sharp eyes watching you closely, fascinated by the way your body squirmed.

“Think you can cum for me? I know you need to,” Shouto cooed, thumb and fingers working in tandem to bring you to the very edge.

Your legs quivered, hips jerking up uncontrollably with each press against your clit. Frustrated tears finally slid down your hot cheeks, unable to keep them at bay any longer.

“Pretty girl,” he whispered, a blush of his own settling at the top of his cheekbones, in awe of how angelic you looked underneath him.

His words were your undoing.

Shouto quickly replaced his hand with his mouth in hopes of suppressing your cries. A strangled sound left you, climax tearing through your body with unexpected force. But your loving boyfriend kissed you through it, thumbing away the tears that trickled down your face.

Just when you were beginning to catch your breath, mind still reeling from such an overwhelming orgasm, a knock at the door cut through the silence.

Startled, you sat up abruptly, accidentally knocking your forehead against Shouto’s, “Ack!”

Shouto hissed through his teeth, gingerly rubbing at the welt that was beginning to form when a loud voice rang out from the genkan, “Hey, it’s me, Natsuo! You guys left the door unlocked!”

You and Shouto shared a panicked glance before scrambling to tidy yourselves. Quick as lightning, you adjusted your skirt and rolled your knitted socks back up your thighs.

Rei’s gentle voice answered from the kitchen, “Hi, honey! Dinner is almost ready, Fuyumi and I will be right out!”

While the two of you adopted your former positions under the kotatsu, Shouto reached out and ran a hand through your mussed hair, carefully brushing through the tangles.

“Thanks…” you huffed out, winded from more than just the rush to look presentable.

But before your boyfriend could respond, Natsuo was striding into the living room, briefcase in hand and hair tousled from the winter weather. He plopped down onto the floor across from you, groaning appreciatively as he stretched his stiff legs out under the quilt, basking in the warmth of the heater.

Once he’d settled in, he bowed his head at you politely, “I’m so sorry I’m late. You must be Y/N. I’m Shouto’s older brother, Natsuo.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” you choked out, cheeks ablaze as the reality of your risky behavior set in.

Next to you, Shouto sat straight as an arrow, shoulders squared and spine ridgid. He wore a pained expression, though if Natsuo noticed, he didn’t care to mention it.

Suddenly, Rei made her way back into the living room, Fuyumi following closely behind, their arms burdened by many plates and trays of gorgeously prepared food. They’d gone all out, making sure to include all the traditional favorites, the love and care they put into the meal evident. Once everything was laid out on the kotasu table, the two sat down, admiring their handy work.

Conversation flowed easily, Rei asking Natsuo about his day at work and how the office profits were doing. Fuyumi got to work dishing out appetizers, occasionally piping in here and there.

After awhile, Rei’s observant gaze turned on you. You couldn’t help but flinch under her watchful eye, a nervous smile dancing on your lips.

“Y/N, dear, you look flushed. Are you feverish?” Rei’s eyebrows furrowed with concern, the look of an anxious mother staining her elegant features.

You glanced at Shouto, who appeared to be rather uncomfortable with his erection straining against his pants, thankfully hidden by the thick quilt. He merely stared back, a promising look in his eye.

“Maybe I caught a cold on the walk over?”

“Don’t worry, I will take care of you,” were, of course, the next words out of Shouto’s mouth.

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[portagas-chan]

Yours Forever and Ever : Part 4

Yandere Katakuri x Isekai Reader

Everyone was staring at her and Katakuri. After all, who wouldn't? The strongest sweet commander of the Big Mom Pirates, Charlotte Katakuri was known for his stoic and cold demeanor. That same Katakuri came to the wedding with [Y/n] from the Strawhat Crew holding her hand.

"I wonder if they are going to announce another wedding soon! This is big news!" Big News Morgan laughed as he snapped pictures.

Katakuri walked towards where Big Mom sat and pulled a chair for [Y/n] to sit. After he saw that [Y/n] was seated, he sat beside her with Vinsmoke Judge between him and Big Mom.

"Mamama! I'm happy to see the two of you together!" Big Mom laughed and I forced a smile.

"[Y/n], I want to see that ring on your finger," Big Mom leaned down and waited.

She showed her the ring and smiled, "Is this what you wanted to see?"

"Yes! It's so pretty, Mamama! So this means you quit the Strawhats and joined our crew, right?" Big Mom gave her a menacing look.

[Y/n] furrowed her eyebrows at her words. She looked down at her thigh when she felt Katakuri placed his hand on it and squeezed it.

'Don't do anything stupid.'

She wanted to refuse her so bad but knew that if she did she would just ruin the plan and it would be her fault. She didn't want that. It was okay. She didn't mean what she said after all.

"Yes," [Y/n] forced the word out of her mouth. Big Mom happily laughed, "Good, good! Then I will announce your engagement with Katakuri to everyone."

Big Mom stood up from her chair and cleared her throat. Her actions caught the attention of all the guests present as they turned to look at her.

"I have an announcement to make. As you all may be confused when you saw my favorite son Katakuri walking in holding hands with [Y/n] here, I will explain what's happening. My son Katakuri is engaged with [Y/n] from the Strawhats. However, as of today, she is no longer apart of the Strawhat crew. Their wedding will be held three days after Pudding's wedding! I hope everyone look forward to it! Mamama!"

The guests erupted into cheers and congrats.

"Congratulations Katakuri-sama!"

"I can't wait to attend your wedding, Katakuri-sama!"

"You are a lucky woman, [Y/n]-sama!"

Although [Y/n] kept a smile on her face, she was very annoyed inside. Everything was done without her say. It was like her opinion and feelings were not important. It didn't matter to them at all. She couldn't believe Katakuri would force her into marrying her. She thought he would at least be considerate but that wasn't the case.

Katakuri leaned down and whispered to her, "Are you enjoying the wedding?"

[Y/n] frowned glancing at him from the corner of her eye, "No!" She said as she angrily munched away the cake on the table.

Katakuri smiled under his scarf, 'She's cute even when pouting.'

[Y/n] noticed that Sanji was going to make his entrance when the sky suddenly went dark and fireworks exploded.

'Sanji is a good actor,' She thought when she his expression.

[Timeskip]

Chaos everywhere. Everyone was distracted. Big Mom finally started screaming and I put on my earplugs. I quickly ran to where Luffy and the others were.

Bege and his crewmembers launched the KX launcher but just when it was about to hit Big Mom, her scream got stronger and it exploded.

Katakuri made earplugs from mochi for his siblings.

Bege looked at his allies, 'Everyone, retreat to the mirror.'

We all nodded and just as I expected, the mirror shattered into pieces.

We looked back at the Charlottes with Katakuri at the front marching towards us with an intent to kill.

'This is honestly more terrifying in real life.'

Bege built a huge castle with his devil fruit ability to which he call it 'Big Father'. I was running together with Nami and Chopper to get to the entrance.

"[Y/n]! Nami! Hurry up!" Luffy shouted.

[Y/n] ran as fast as her legs could take to get to the entrance. Luffy extended his hand towards her to which she quickly grabbed.

However, when Luffy was about to pull her back, he couldn't. [Y/n] wouldn't budge.

She looked down to see mochi? It was Katakuri.

[Y/n] looked at Luffy in shock. She was this close to being together with her captain again and now she was going to be separated by him again.

"Luffy!" she shouted.

Luffy tried to pull her but right now, Katakuri was stronger. Katakuri retracted his hand and she was met with Katakuri who looked down at her.

"Katakuri, let go of me," [Y/n] glared at him.

Katakuri ignored her and wrapped her with mochi so she wouldn't be able to move.

"[Y/n]!" She heard Luffy shout from a far.

"Luffy! Don't worry about me! He won't hurt me! I will meet with you later!" [Y/n] shouted back as she tried to reassure her worried captain.

"You better promise me then!" Luffy said.

"Yes! I promise!" She shouted, a small smile curling up her lips.

Katakuri noticed this and glared at Luffy in jealousy. Why is he making you smile? What's so good about him?

It took quite some time for them to finally come out as Bege shrinks with Germa 66 protecting the Strawhats. Katakuri had no choice but to let me out of his sight as he stopped Ceaser from leaving the castle. But before he could leave, [Y/n] stopped him.

"Katakuri! Get rid of your mochi, please!" She pleaded but he shook his head.

"If I did that then you would run away from me. That can't happen," Katakuri said before walking away.

Sanji took this opportunity to splash water on the mochi melting it.

"Thank you, Sanji-kun!" She smiled at him to which he returned. "No problem, [Y/n]-chan!"

They were interrupted by Big Mom who got in the way. Luffy being Luffy, he didn't back down and decided to fight her.

"[Y/n]-chan, you should go ahead," Sanji said telling her to run away while the Charlottes were not paying attention to her. [Y/n] nodded and did as he said.

Suddenly, there was an explosion which made the Whole Cake Chateau collapse. [Y/n] widened her eyes when she felt herself slowly getting dragged to the edge close to falling.

She held on tight to whatever she could grab on but they weren't strong enough as she fell off the Chateau.

[Y/n] lost hope. There was no way Sanji or Luffy could help her. Or did they even know that she was falling? Maybe not. They probably thought she caught up with Bege and was safe again.

She was going to die.

Instead of falling to her doom, she felt herself freeze mid-air. She snapped her eyes open to be met with a pair of familiar crimson eyes. "Katakuri?!"

Katakuri had one of his hands stretched holding onto the Whole Cake Chateau while his free hand caught [Y/n] so she wouldn't fall. His eyebrows were knitted together as he looked at [Y/n] in his arm.

"[Y/n], I will never let you die. Never! And you know why?"

[Y/n] looked at him surprised but stayed silent as she waited for him to continue.

"It's because I love you. And I will never let you leave me even if I have to use force."

[Y/n] was shocked because she never thought he would say those words to her. She knew he was feeling that way towards her but he never openly confessed to her.

He continued, "[Y/n], even if you may not have such feelings for me, I will make it happen. I will make you fall for me so please don't leave me. I don't think I can live without you."

"Katakuri..." She didn't know what to say. She didn't know what to say except for his name. She didn't know what to do. Why was she hesitating now? She was sure she made her decision to leave him and stay with the strawhats so why?

Why was she hesitating?

What was it about Katakuri that made her hesitate?

[spinningwebsandtales]

Imagine Enjoying Christmas Festivities with Katakuri

Katakuri Charlotte X FemReader

Rating: G

Warnings: None just some Christmas fluff, sweeter than any Christmas treat

Word Count: 900

(A/N:) I wanted to get this done on time to post it on Christmas Day but it didn't work out! So I finished it up and am posting it now. Cause why not?! It's still Christmas for some people (cause if you're like me you didn't get one present in from a relative so it's not the end of Christmas until then)! So Merry Christmas fellow Katakuri fangirls this one is for you! Until next time happy reading! ~Countess

Christmas had come to Totto Land and cotton candy flurries covered the ground of each island. This time of year was always a big deal and Big Mom demanded only the best Christmas confections be on display in each bakery that called the archipelago home. You were one of the bakeries that had settled on Komugi Island where Katakuri Charlotte was overseer. It didn't take long for you to catch the eye of Katakuri and he quickly captured your heart. Shortly after that, Big Mom caught wind of her second son's infatuation with a rising star in the bakery business, she arranged the marriage between you both quickly.

That's how you and Katakuri became an item, Totto's power couple that were not to be trifled with. Though he seemed big and scary, you knew the real Katakuri and his heart was just as soft as his mochi. He clasped your hand tightly as you both strolled through the decorated town. Cotton candy crunched under your feet and the smell of sweets saturated the air. Even the speakers set atop of candy cane striped poles of peppermint and different sorts of Christmas carols blared from the speakers. Though 'It's A Marshmallow World' played more times than any other carol due to Big Mom's suggestion.

"What do you want to do first," Katakuri asked, his voice muffled by his scarf.

"I would love some hot chocolate," you replied. Your rosy cheeks and nose had Katakuri rubbing a glove hand on your skin to warm your cheeks. He should have noticed that you were cold as sweet flakes landed on your lashes.

"Hot chocolate it is," he answered taking your hand while leading the way to the nearest cart.

Moments later you held Katakuri's hand in one hand and had a hot cup of hot chocolate in another. Every shop, bakery, and building was decorated in bright colors and lights. It was truly a winter wonderland.

"What next," Katakuri asked again.

"I need to do some Christmas shopping," you sipped at your hot chocolate. "Would you mind if we window shopped?"

"Of course not."

You nodded, tugging the giant of a man along. People stopped and stared as you and Katakuri passed by. It wasn't easy having time alone with your husband as he was so busy taking care of Big Mom's business and with you running your bakery. So little moments like these were special. Though you would be making a killing during this Christmas festival the Komugi Island was having. But Katakuri was more important to you than your bakery, though it was something being married to on of the scariest of the Big Mom Pirates. Here you were hand in hand walking the cold streets, indulging in sweet treats and enjoying the wintery scenery. Katakuri took your now empty cup and placed it inside his before tossing them into the trash.

"Katakuri?"

"Yes?"

"What do you want for Christmas," you asked knowing that your husband never asked for anything. He always liked to give and he was never comfortable with receiving.

He tugged you into an alleyway while a group of people passed by the darkened alleyway. Leave it to him to find the darkest place in a town that was lit up like a Christmas tree. He leaned down, hovering over you as his scarf covered mouth moved towards your ear.

"You're all I could ever want," he whispered pressing his forehead to yours.

You sucked in a breath, searching in his eyes and seeing the truth staring back at you. He never spoke much and when he did it was important. You could tell a lot about what Katakuri was thinking. You reached forward, delicate fingers clasping the scarf that covered his mouth. He flinched but you hushed him, gently pulling the material down. It was only when his mouth was exposed that he looked down and away. It didn't matter how many times you had seen this feature he was particularly ashamed of he couldn't get comfortable. But he knew that you wouldn't ridicule him or take advantage of his vulnerable state. You clasped his cheeks with both hands, careful of the sharp teeth sticking from the slit in his cheeks.

"You're perfect Charlotte Katakuri," you breathed. "You're all mind and I'm all yours."

Katakuri's arm blocked your view outside of the alley but you only wanted to pay attention to the man in front of you. He leaned in closer, the discomfort quickly leaving his features. In mere seconds his lips were on yours. Careful of his sharp teeth, he kissed you deeply tasting the chocolate that lingered. You were everything sweet he adored. Sweeter than powder sugar coated donuts, warmer than a fresh baked chocolate chip cookie, and delicate like a meringue. A complete opposite to him but perfect all the same. He held you tightly hiding you both from the celebration as you both enjoyed a different type of Christmas treat, no mistletoe necessary. Katakuri parted from you, stroking a hand through your mussed up hair. You gently placed the scarf back on his mouth, though a bit begrudgingly.

"Merry Christmas Katakuri," you sighed deeply.

He nuzzled the top of your head breathing in deeply, "Merry Christmas."

He lead you out of the alleyway, hands clasped together tightly as you both explored the rest of the festival though what had ensued in the alley was the highlight for you both.

[cebwrites]

hi cev! 💕 I'd like to request a katakuri x g/n reader drabble where they go on a date and reader requests that he not use observation haki! I think that has a lot of silly/cute potential

a/n: hey mew!! yeeeeesss i'm delighted to make more kata food for you >:3=

dates without haki (katakuri)

gn reader word count: 0.8k

You fix your appearance in the mirror one last time, catching your husband's reflection making subtle—intentionally muted—motions you recognize as Katakuri chewing his lip behind his scarf again. If he wasn't so worried about appearances, you'd suspect that chewing would show on his otherwise perfectly manicured fingernails.

"Kata-kun," he perks up at the term of endearment, leans down when you gesture to pick a piece of lint out of his hair.

He glares at the offending particle, a blemish on his spotless appearance, yet his gaze softens when you cup his much larger head in your hands to turn his gaze to you. You're perfect as you stand before him, not a hair out place or crumb on your cheek could change that. Not the lines under your eyes from hard nights' work and especially not when you survive hard-won tummy ache battles.

And, in his eyes, he's wholly unworthy to stand at your side as the flawed person he is, putting up that faultless mask for the people around him.

"We'll be fine." You press a kiss to Katakuri's forehead, something unspoken beneath your reassurance.

It wasn't easy for Katakuri to agree to something like this; of course, he'd do anything to be the exemplary partner you deserved, but turning off a reflex that'd borderline become part of his identity proved to be more difficult than he'd like to admit.

The two previous dates "without haki" had gone as smoothly as he could manage; using his future sight once his nerves got the better of him on the first [just a little peek wouldn't hurt, right?], and being forced to on the second when the lovely picnic you had planned with him was crashed by wannabe rookie pirates stepping into the Tottoland territory without knowing what they were getting to.

They were easy pickings for him, let alone the both of you together, but because of that Katakuri wanted to make sure that this time, you'd get the perfect date you asked for.

[See: You didn't actually ask for "The Perfect" date, but he made a fuss in his own mind about it anyway.]

So you set out with him today, taking a pleasant stroll through private gardens on the quieter side of Komugi Island before making a detour through the town to pick up pastries you'd ordered the night before - it's brief, so ogling of Whole Cake's creme of the crop can be kept to an absolute minimum. You've gotten used to the usual stares and some glares from the fan club, but the only thing that matters to you is the look on your husband's face when he turns to check on you.

Katakuri is perceptive enough to notice unwarranted looks even without his haki, you ease his worries with a squeeze of his arm and a passive wave.

He is, however, slightly spooked by a fat orange tabby on the way out of town without his future sight. Kata's grateful that there's no one but you here to giggle at the blunder, only slightly huffy at the laughter that rises from your person as you give the clever creature scratches and praise.

The two of you don't really relax until you're in the safe, private confines of the mochi construction your husband typically builds to eat his merienda in. This time, it takes the form of a grand but sealed gazebo.

Peace and quiet for the next hour or so secured, you let lose to rummage through the giant treat basket you picked up in town. With an offering of kisses and a giant spoonful of pudding to his mouth, Katakuri doesn't take long to unravel either, tucking his scarf neatly aside and allows himself to be drawn into your presence, your warmth.

You spend much more time than intended in that secluded little gazebo, the amble bubbling of the juice river outside a comfortable faraway thought as you spend your afternoon with Katakuri, joined only by that cheeky orange tabby content to laze around cutely in exchange for short belly rubs.

At some point you find yourself half asleep on your husband's chest, kissing his scars and unwilling to so much as expend the energy to check the time. The cat's asleep on his other pec, you press your forehead against it, careful not to wake the man beneath you. Because you know it means going back to work, back to the not-so-hum-drum life of living in Big Mom's empire and conquering islands to grow her territory.

That darling man you'd sacrifice life and limb for, the man you married despite hell and high water and his batshit family because you loved him more than life itself.

Still, being a Charlotte was exhausting, Katakuri knew this more than anyone, so you chose to be selfish just this once and went back to sleep, disturbing nothing in this dreamy little fantasy you'd built with him for the one afternoon a month he was free enough to spend with you, his partner.

[charlottesuzee]

Love Reading your One piece Fanfictions, They are so interesting to Read and I just love it!♥️✨ is your Requests open? Because I would love to make a Request!☺️

One Piece Characters X Reader

Let’s say that The Reader asks Them(The One Piece Characters) to Join with The Reader in The Bathtub, The Reader thought They wouldn’t Come to Bath��� to their Surprise, They actually showed up while The Reader was in the front and They were in the Back(Covered in SoupBubbles) and while also washing them selves and The Reader too🤔🫧

and also can you include Charlotte Katakuri as well? Just Love The Mochi\Doughnut Man Ya Know?🥺🍩💕

Anyways How you are Doing Well, Have a Nice Take Care!🙌🏼✨

Taking A Bath With Katakuri

(only doing Katakuri since he was the only character specified)

- First off, you and Katakuri on two different schedules most of the time so it’s rare for him to even have dinner with you, much less take a bath.

- So when you invited him to join you, you didn’t expect him to actually join you.

- You were already in the water by the time he came to join you, shedding his jeans, scarf and vest and climbing into the tub.

- Since he is a 16 foot tall man, you two have a pretty big bathtub that’s more like a small pool. He has to sit you on his lap when he adds more water so that your head doesn’t go under.

- He’ll pamper you and wash your body and hair as way to make up for not being able to spend as much time with you, even if you insist that you can wash yourself. His love language is acts of service so don’t try to fight him on it.

- “Is it really necessary for you to wash me ?”

- “Just let me do this. Now do you want the soap that smells like strawberry pound cake or the soap that smells like cherries ?”

- “Strawberry pound cake obviously”

- “That’s my favorite too.”

- He won’t let you wash him though. Since he’s so big it would take you a while to wash every bit of him, so it’s faster for him to just wash himself.

- The most he will let you do is let you sit on his shoulders and wash his hair for him but that’s about it. Everything else he prefers to do himself.

- He’ll even help you wash your face and put lotion on your body after you get out of the tub, gently caressing your body with his large hands.

- In the end, you both snuggle together and enjoy the time you have with each other before he has to get up and do his duties for his mother and siblings again.

[colourstreakgryffin]

Heyyy! May I request headcanons for Carmila CarminexReader who has similar mannerisms to Obanai? (Both live rent free in my head) Have a good day/night!!!

Haha. Awww, that’s cute and I can absolutely see it! I am not sure how it’d go personally but let’s try it out for fun. Shall we! God, I struggled with this so much so I’m sorry if it blows

Carmilla Carmine- Bandy-Bandy

You’re a unique one, that’s for sure. Thats what Carmilla tells herself when her beloved daughters, Clara and Odette, brought you as a brand new potential employee for them. A lonely quiet determined sinner with a connection to all kinds of snakes

Carmilla watches you, at first, to test how good you are at the job her precious daughters gave you and she is pleased with the results. You’re quite good but you’re also kinda isolated and don’t talk to anybody besides your hyper-intelligent ‘scarf-snake’ friend

But then Carmilla’s watching becomes one of interest… you’re interesting, your behaviour is a lot less than what she suspected from a Sinner worker and how antisocial and distance you are is intriguing for anybody, even her

Carmilla does end up approaching you and she gives you a luck h… despite the fact you already have one and whilst you’re kinda blunt and quiet and uninterested, you’re polite and respectful since you know her position and let her accompany you

So, this became routine. Everyday, Carmilla comes over to you during lunch and presents you with a fancy lunch she has made for you and enjoys a lunch break with you. She is more of the talker whilst you listen to her quietly, surprisingly

Carmilla took a while but she’s been relatively open, talking about her beloved daughters, about other Overlords annoying her during meetings, about a number of things about herself. It’s shocking for a strong mature woman like her to even speak on these things with her new employee

It took quite some time but throughout all the sessions Carmilla has befriended and talking to you and having a meal with you privately, you ended up developing quite the fat crush on her to the point you get jealous and agitative towards others being close to her… except Zestial, to a degree

Carmilla doesn’t really notice how protective and aggressive you’ve become to others. She just believes you and her are good friends but you don’t feel that way at all; you love her dearly, so much that she is now basically your everything… even after you feared women heavily due to your awfully tragic past including your primarily female cult of a family

You don’t really eat unless Carmilla is nearby and since Carmilla is a kind graceful yet powerful woman, even as a mighty Overlord, she’ll eat with you since she notices how dependent you are… on her? She suspects it’s something to do with comfort so doesn’t question it too much

Carmilla is your starlight, the sugary yet tough mochi that has truly changed your life from a bland hell of self-deprecation and loathing to something much worth it. Now, you can actually express emotions better and you want to give yourself fully to Carmilla as to express how much you adore her

Carmilla is seemingly oblivious to your intense love for her as she has grown to view you, as she acts, like a surrogate child of hers. She doesn’t notice your affections and favouritism and much more, she just believes you’re a enthusiastic employee of the business that wishes to please it

Carmilla does, in general, appreciate and like you. It’s why she still approaches and tries to bond with you to this day. You’re a mysterious, quiet but fearless and strong and willing to rip people a new one. She respects that and it’s a reason she likes you

“Hello once more, dear friend. It’s been quite the rough day. My girls have had the hardest hours for quite a few years recently. Would you like to hear it?”

[mymessyfandomlibrary]

Salt & Sugar

Featuring; Gojo Satoru x GN!Barista! Reader

Rating; SFW

Other Notes; this was prompted after I thought of some dialogue and went, 'Yeah, that fits for Satoru.' I may build on this in the future.

Word Count; 540 (it's short)

Link to Masterlist

You were supposed to have the day off, but a coworker called in sick, and you were short on funds anyway so you jumped at the chance even though you could be spending today doing fun and very important things (aka doing absolutely nothing). And the day so far had gone well, you even got to catch up with a few regulars — nothing more than idle small talk, still pleasant conversation though.

Your break was coming up, only five more minutes before you could sit down in the back, scarf back some pastries and chug a scorching cup of coffee. Just five more minutes.

The telltale ring of the door opening alerted you that someone had walked in, and you paused your changing of the coffee pots to side eye the newcomer.

Literally a newcomer, at least you had never seen the guy before, because it was really hard to miss him.

You walked back behind the cash, and waited as the stranger looked over the menu. Or, well, you assumed he looked at the menu since his eyes were covered by large sunglasses.

“One coffee and a dozen mochi,” the stranger — customer — stated.

No please. You internally noted, already getting a read on the guy. Annoying.

“Name? Sugar–” you started asking, but you weren’t able to finish before the guy gave you a large grin.

“We’ve only just met, but yes?”

You stood in silence for a brief moment, your customer service smile still on your face but you could sense an eye twitch wanting to ruin your facade. “Sugar, milk, cream,” you calmly listed, “do you want any in your coffee?”

The man didn’t look any different after you clarified your statement, still looking smug. “Sugar and cream,” he responded, thinking a bit. “Make it out to ‘Sugar’ though.”

“ … alright then,” you said in your ‘clearly done but I value my job’ customer service voice and smile.

Looking at the clock, you cursed the slow moving thing, since you still had four minutes of dealing with this guy. Instead of dwelling on it though, you picked and boxed the mochi and made his coffee, adding some extra satchels of sugar and cups of cream since he never stated how many he wanted, before writing in your smallest writing where it was nearly illegible Sugar.

“Coffee with sugar and cream. Dozen mochi,” you dryly stated, not reading out the name since he was the only customer in line.

He ignored you.

You cleared your throat, letting your annoyance be known. “Coffee with sugar and cream. Dozen mochi for Sugar,” you laced the Sugar with distaste.

He took his sweet time walking over, even though he could have gotten there faster with his long legs — why did he have to be tall on top of choosing to be a little shit?

Instead of saying anything to further irritate you though, he took his drink and sweets, paid for his order, and left without another word. If you were paying attention to him and not eyeballing the clock to see that your break was now — thank goodness — you would have seen the small smile he wore and the generous tip he left.

'For Salt.'

That could wait for later though.

[swampstew]

All good things to those who wait

You all voted and I have delivered. Enjoy your size kink with the magnificent Charlotte Katakuri. Not proofread cause I'm on painkillers and my tolerance for giving a shit is nowhere in sight.

Content Warning: Spicy, established relationship w/ Reader, vaginal penetration, soft Katakuri moments, teasing, size kink, cum play, thigh fucking, finger penetration, AFAB reader.

Word Count: 2.8K

Minors DNI - you will be blocked

Desire was laced in your glazed eyes, echoing from your little gasps as your body twitched. The deep rumbles of chuckling resounded throughout Katakuri’s torso as he towered over you. He dipped his head down and tickled your body with his feather scarf, plucking a single feather and running it lightly over your body.

Even this one single feather was monstrous in size compared to you, easily being three quarters of your height and that was one of the smaller ones too! Lowering it’s reach, the feather trail left goosebumps on your skin and little shudders running down your spine. Your legs spread open by his bare thigh, he brought the feather down your slit and you clenched and whined on the vibrating dildo inside you on its lowest setting.

Katakuri loved being delicate with you almost as much as he loved being a huge tease.

“Please Kata!” you gasp. “It’s been 30 minutes!”

“My merienda is over when I say it’s over. I haven’t even tasted my delicious treat yet,” he rasped, lowering his body to the floor until he was kneeling in front of your exposed body, removing his scarf from his lower face. He was drooling.

“Kata!” you whine.

“What?” he quirks an eyebrow at you, you love when he eats you out. “Oh, do you want a turn taking the first taste?” he wiggled his eyebrows at you.

“You know, for a man with future vision you sure are behind on what I really want,” you huff at him.

He pulled away.

“We’ve talked about this, Y/N.”

“Just the tip!”

“I could break you!” he snapped. This same fight is happening again. You’ve been dating for about a year and he only recently truly shown you his face, the more relaxed version of him when he wasn’t ‘Sweet Commander and Second Son of Charlotte Linlin’ Katakuri. He didn’t understand why you would risk your literal life like this. How could he possibly handle LOSING you over a few minutes of bliss? Inconceivable.

“I’m tired of toys and promises Kata!” you nearly sob.

You want him so so much. Want to feel his entire girth stretch you open, to let him use you to bring himself to heaven. His little plaything, but also the one who has won his heart. It just wasn’t fair. The perfect man with the perfect body. The only thing imperfect…had to be you...you were the common denominator. It was Your Size that was preventing him from overcoming his insecurities.

In an instant, Katakuri covers your body with his and gently kisses your face, caressing your body tenderly. Feeling his sheer weight envelope you like a weighted blanket, your tears soon stopped flowing as you sniffled into quiet sadness.

“I can make a mochi appen—”

“NO! Either fuck me or don’t!”

“Oh I’ll fuck you alright,” he growled, swiftly pinning your arms above you with two fingers. His free hand moving down to place a single, massive digit rubbing you from slit to clit. “You don’t COMMAND me.”

He sunk his finger in and you clenched tightly, pussy sucking him in deeper.

“Kata!” you gasp as your body was flooded with heat, pooling in your lower half.

His finger thrusted in and out quickly and you were soon bucking your hips against his finger. He slipped in a second finger and pressed vigorously against your walls going faster and faster until you were pulsing and sobbing in pleasure. A low whine leading into a moan heralding your orgasm as you clenched repeatedly on his fingers. He lets you ride it out before slowly removing his drenched hand. He glared at you as his tongue wiped the creamy mess you left on his fingers.

“I’m not talking about this today. End of discussion.” He helped you get clean and he made sure you were ok emotionally before he left.

You could only sigh deeply. You wondered how long he would be interested in you if he couldn’t have you the way most people would want a partner. Not that he’d ever pressure you, in fact he was the complete opposite. Almost TOO cautious. Afraid he would scar you with his teeth, break your bones with his fingers or split you in half with his giant co— You shake your head, no use in beating yourself down with what you can’t have. Wouldn’t serve you or your throbbing body.

Almost a month goes by and you were a little on edge. You had started seeing less of Katakuri and your worst fears were slowly settling into your mind. As of recently he was sent on a mission by Big Mom and had been gone for nearly two weeks. Even before he left he was not intimately connected, simply pleasured you and denied himself…again.

Then one day he appeared with a bouquet of flowers, an apology falling out of his concealed lips as you fought the urge to give him a piece of your mind for the CARELESSNESS. He’s never treated you that poorly before. Sweet promises swiftly followed the apology, a dinner date for tomorrow evening with an explanation for everything.

“Please? 7 at my house?” his usually sharp, magenta eyes were soft, pleading with your Y/E/C irises.

“Ok. But if I don’t find your explanation satisfactory, there will be angry words uttered!”

7 PM arrives the next day and as you slowly walk up to his mansion of a residence, you see a line of the house staff being ushered out from one of the side exits. Puzzled, your step falters as the front door opens. You see Smoothie in the doorway and she motions for you to come inside.

“Don’t worry I won’t be here long. Katakuri is waiting for you in the dining room,” she greets you and pushes you on with a wave.

Your eyes prick with tears as you see him stand next to the set table. The best glassware and decorations sat on the wooden surface. You were so confused you were ready to crumble.

Katakuri removes his shoulder wear and drapes it on the back of a chair. His eyes looked somber.

“I’m so sorry for the distance I’ve created. I have felt like…” he looked to the floor for a moment before looking back at you, “Such a failure in this relationship. I do what I can to please you but I know you want more from me and I struggle with how to meet those demands. So that’s what I’ve been doing. I went to check on one of our…associates to see how far he’s come along on his testing for a growth serum. It’s priority use is a matter for Momma and her other affairs but I thought that if it was ready that…” he trailed off. “But its not done. Not even close to being started. Don’t think that fool Caesar knows what he’s gotten himself into,” Katakuri growled deeply.

“No matter. I’ve found a temporary solution for the moment. I’m not sure how it’ll go but I want you to know Y/N that I care so very deeply for you. Please understand that all I’ve done is to ensure that you are here with me, safely, so we can enjoy our relationship to the fullest capacity. My selfishness will not come at the cost of your body and wellbeing. Of that I will not budge on.”

Your eyes are spilling with tears and he’s already on his knees, wiping them away with his callous, tender fingers. You kiss one, then the other.

“You sweet, sweet, overly cautious man,” you smile at him. “Does your solution involve Smoothie?”

He nods, a small smile on his face from your compliment. “Yes, Smoothie has recently achieved her devil fruit awakening. She can apply her absorption technique on objects and people other than herself for a short period. I thought this could be a reasonable compromise until we find a more permanent solution.”

In the end, Smoothie is only able to make you several feet taller than your original height. Your body grew in proportion to the added length but she has not yet mastered her power and thus couldn’t grow you to full height. Still, it was better than nothing, you were now at eye level with his navel and not his knees. The thought of being used by him with your whole body instead of just your thighs had excitement pooling in your body again.

Katakuri quickly rushed his sister out with lowly muttered gratitude, fully flushed. You could overhear Smoothie utter a warning, “It’s not a permanent thing, make use of the time you have.”

As soon as the door closed you slipped your shoes off and unclipped your hair, framing your face with your locks. You were SO thankful you decided to wear lingerie and a cute, flirty dress. He came back through the hallway and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw your relaxed posture, your fingers hooking the hem of your dress while your other hand was moving to slip off the dress strap from your shoulders.

“Eager are we?” he growled lowly, rushing to embrace you to his body. Letting out a grunt as he felt your chin against his stomach. Looking you over with dilated eyes, “This will do, let us hope anyways.”

He picked you up and cradled you to his chest, smashing his lips against yours and sucking your bottom lip. For once not enveloping your mouth entirely with his lips. Your tongue being able to press against his in a stronger way as he invaded your mouth. He placed soft kisses and suckled down your neck, a hand cupping your thighs and then your ass as he walked up the stairs for the master bedroom.

Katakuri brought you to his neatly made bed and gently laid you down, ravishing your body quickly. Even with his eagerness he does not immediately being with penetration. Katakuri is nothing if not patient and restrained.

By the time he pulls his massive cock free from his trousers, you’ve already cum twice from his fingers. He licked your slick from his three digits, slurping your essences that dripped down to his wrist. Gently placing his cock between your messy thighs, he grips them closed as he begins to pump himself. Your hand slowly reaches down and begins rubbing his flushed tip, coating your palm in precum. It’s thick and nearly transparent. With a sly look you bring your hand to your mouth and lick it clean – he tastes sweet, like icing on a pastry.

A loud, satisfied groan escapes from his lips as he watched your actions, rutting his hips sharply into your thighs that pushed his cock deeper between your thighs, just below your core. You can feel him instinctively throb as your heat calls to him, you can feel the pulsing from the thick veins that run along his member and it makes you keen. You begin thrusting your hips too, edging his tip, silently pleading for him to enter you.

Still hesitant, Katakuri glances at you one final time before he lays over you. He lays his cock just at your entrance while he softly kisses your lips, his hands kneading your breasts softly with aggressive twists on your nipples. A new sensation that rips a growl from your throat, leaving him with wide eyes and a new hunger in his gut. Desperation.

Moving his hands to spread your legs open, he latches on to your breasts to anchor himself before he splits you open. The breezy air hits your sopping core and makes you hiss in need. With a simple nod against your chest, Katakuri lifts his hips.

You weren’t a virgin before you met Katakuri but the way he stretched you open made you feel like one. You gasped aloud, biting back a scream you let your head swim as his cock slowly pushes into you, feeling him spread you wide open as your thighs quake. It doesn’t hurt as much as you thought it would, though you finally reconcile that he had been right, having sex in your normal size would have ripped you apart. Willing those thoughts away, you wiggle your hips around him causing Katakuri to both chuckle and growl at you.

“What have I told you about commanding me?” he softly bites your nipples, his sharp teeth brushing against your skin making goosebumps erupt all over your body.

“Kata you feel so good,” you moan, “I need more!”

With a groan, Katakuri pushes himself in all the way until he felt the head of his cock kissing your cervix. A few inches of him remained outside.

“You’re doing so well, Y/N,” he murmurs as he tries to reign himself in. To not fuck you to oblivion and back.

His praise made you clench on his massive girth and that wrangled a grunt from him. You wrapped your legs around his waist as much as you can but your legs are still too short. You settle for bracing your heels against his hips and begin thrusting on him.

The choked pants that leave his mouth only encourage you as you take control. Your hands reach for his arms and shoulders, digging your nails into him as you clench on him, rutting your hips and fucking yourself on his cock.

“S’good Kata, you feel fucking amazing. Gon-gonna cum from this alone,” you hum and moan, feeling his cock twitch inside you.

That snapped him out of his haze, hands running down to your hips in a death grip. Slightly lifting himself on his knees, he pulls out fully to snap back into you and you let out a yelp.

“Do it again,” you breathe heavily with eyes darkened with lust.

He obeys and thrusts sharply into you again. And again. Starting a pace that quickly turns fast as he begins to lose himself in you. The way your tight walls hug his cock, the way your body flushes as you clench in pleasure, the way your moan and squeal from the pleasure he is giving you. Fully sitting on his knees, he hitches your thighs over his own and drills into you.

“You look so desperate Y/N. All this for some cock?” he chuckles darkly.

“Don’t be snarky Kata!” you whine. “As if you aren’t aching to cum inside me,” you continue with intentional clenching on him.

With a growl he pistons into you faster, shutting your smart mouth up as your tongue lolls, whimpering gasps and moan being the only noises you can make anymore. Desire that had been simmering in your body was quickly coming to a boil, threatening to spill over the edges as you neared your orgasm. Sensing this, Katakuri fills you with as much of himself as he can and then grinds into your body. His tip hitting your g-spot and making white dots appear in your vision.

“I might be but I’ll save that for another time. Don’t want to risk impregnating you so soon after discovering how delicious your cunt feels on me,” he pants between grunts, his own orgasm about to hit him.

His future vision told him you’d cum in a minute, in reality you came after 4 short thrusts. Your walls clamped down on his cock in a vice grip as a scream was ripped from your throat, wailing his name in pleasure as the waves rocked your body. He was gasping for air, feeling lightheaded from your hold on him, trying to keep himself from finishing before your orgasm was complete.

He couldn’t take it.

Even with your walls pulsing and clenching on him through the aftershocks of your pleasure, Katakuri rips himself from out of you. Kneeling over you, he fists himself quickly until he’s spilling his hot, white cum all over you. Fisting himself until it was nearly painful, only stopping when the last drop had spilled from him.

Looking down at you, a proud grin growing on his face at the sight of you. Nearly swimming in his essence. Your chest is heaving, still recovering from your orgasm, you shakily lift your head to look down at yourself and you give him a sly smirk. You dip a finger in his cum that pooled over your belly and licked it clean.

“Mmmmmm,” your eyes roll back, “You’ve always tasted so sweet. Like cinnamon roll icing,” you purr.

“Oh fuck,” Katakuri mutters as his entire being turns red.

Without another word, he scoops you up in his arms with the blankets wrapped around you and heads to the bathroom.

“What’s wrong?” concern in your eyes.

“I don’t know how much longer you’ll be this size and I plan to take full advantage,” he simply answers as he begins to run the shower.

“Katakuri! You horny dog, you” you laugh lightly as the water starts washing off his pleasure from you. Both your hands grip his hardening length and you kiss his tip. “This time I want you to feed me,” you smile before you start licking.

[s4toryuu]

inumaki headcanons — 2

notes: inumaki my beloved… as promised this one is a xreader, slice of life, reader wears dresses and is implied is a ‘girl’, toge goes viral on tiktok so kind of socmed!au

part 1

so like when you met him you thought he was mysterious at first

and then you were just like ??? he thinks he’s so cool not talking… geh, rude

so you start being cold to him for a while until one day he writes you a post-it asking you to go out to a cafe nearby

confused, you were interested in seeing his face and, like, you had nothing else to do so why not

you were apprehensive at first but you guys ordered the exact same drink and food without knowing and you got along because of it

that day you got really close even though it was mostly through his notes app (he types really fast)

you guys had the same humor (albeit he’s more outward and immature)

he took his mask down to eat and you, like, stopped chewing on your mochi waffle and started staring because you did not expect him to be so good-looking

and he definitely noticed because he started chuckling and he tried to hide it as he took a bite of his waffle

and oh my god his smile

a/n: ok I’m definitely writing this fic comment if you want to be tagged!!

you find out he’s really scared of making you do something you don’t wanna do, like terrified, like it’s his top 3 nightmares

the first couple of times you slept over he taped his mouth shut in case he sleep talked LMFAO

you only found out because you woke up earlier than him and you laughed almost waking him up

you guys getting together was a crazy feat tbh

he’s a gentleman

but he’s a troll first

like you were starting to think he just wanted to dress up fem after stealing your clothes for the 4th time

so you bought him a dress for his birthday

it wasn’t a cheap dress either (you bought it in your size) lol being a jujutsu tech student you couldn’t even spell broke so

one day during training he’s late and as you were about to check on him at his dorm he turns the corner and holy shit no fucking way

he’s wearing the fucking dress

he couldn’t zip it up so the open back was flapping around as he walked towards you with this exact smile :] on his face

it was supposed to be a maxi dress that ended at the calves but since it was in your size it ended at his knee

luckily (not) he was wearing sweatpants

everyone was so confused but gojo didn’t even make any comment he was just like “ok now that toge’s here..!”

you were dying while everyone was just confused whether he was serious in wearing the dress 😭😭😭 yuta was like “oh… you’re gonna wear that for training..?”

toge puts his hands in the pockets, emphasizing it “shake shake!” with a shit eating grin

“where’s your scarf thingy?” “it didn’t match with the dress :(” he typed

and he was deadass cuz he actually trained with it until it got in the way so he just took it off and he trained shirtless

but you weren’t complaining though hehehe

when you first made out you flinched in shock because you felt cursed energy from the marking on his tongue

you got addicted afterward…

I imagine him to have like really nice (?) aegyo sal and really pretty eyes

his love language (giving) is 10000% physical touch and teasing you

he does that “what’s that?” rizz shit and you fall for it every time

he went viral on tiktok for doing the dance to sekai no owari’s habit in his uniform because he did it COMPLETELY nonchalant despite shaking ass like he does it for a living

it was his first public tiktok too and it had 637.2k likes in 5 days

you’re like wtf and he’s just like the algorithms just love me (cuz he’s lwk famous on twt too)

the comments are like “lol how did his scarf not fall down” “oniisan were you forced to do this” “he looks like he would have a pretty face” “show us your face”

and then like yuuji (whos posts somewhat regularly) makes him do the kawaiikute gomen trend a month after toge’s habit tiktok and again he did it hella nonchalant

that one went crazy too it got 721.6k likes in 6 days

“this is the habit guy” “I knew he would have a cute face” “what’s with the weird makeup?” everyone’s just thirsting for him because he’s so nonchalant

you, and everyone who knows him, however, know that it’s a fuckING FACADE

he looks quiet and you’d think he would be cuz he can’t talk normally but he fucking yaps as if people understand him

he makes sure you know his opinion on everything

you’re watching a movie and he’s spitting “okaka! takana ikura ikura ikura!” every nine seconds

I mean he talks with the tone/intonation of what he actually means to say so it’s actually easy to understand him

and it’s only words he can’t say so he screams laughs and emotes like a normal teenage boy

he hates waking up early but you like taking walks in the morning sometimes and he never misses it for you

he loves you sm hehhehehe

part 3 coming soon! comment or submit an ask if you’d like to be tagged to the waffle cafe date!!