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op-jessie · 4 years

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Um, could I request some headcanons with Katakuri and Lucci where their girlfriend is treated like an idiot by her family members, but are actually geniuses in her right? How would the boys respond to their girlfriend’s treatment and if she starts feeling like an idiot because of it? Please? Thank you and keep up the amazing work!

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Charlotte Katakuri:

No matter how insane his own might seem, Katakuri is all about family. He trusts in his family’s strength and intelligence and will step in whenever they lack in a field that he excels in. Even with that, however, he knows the most about facing his family’s scrutiny. That’s why he trusts no one with his mouth, except for Flambe but even that is rare. Then you showed up.

He didn’t enjoy the title “girlfriend” because his courting would lead to marriage, inevitably, so the title was unneeded. You were the most precious thing to him and he relied on you a lot as you relied on him. But if you were most comfortable with the title “girlfriend,” then he would be… “boyfriend”

(You know that Rosa scene from Brooklyn 99 with the puppy and she says “If anything happened to him I would kill everyone in this room and then myself”? That’s him the first time you caressed him and showered him with love after he showed his full face to you)

He was no fool. He could tell how you would shrink away when your family was mentioned and was quick to come in and change the subject. He asked you about them in private but you really didn’t want to speak about them or to them. The one thing that made it difficult to avoid was that he wanted to marry you. Which meant that you would have to face them eventually.

A dinner was set up so that he could tell them about his plans with you but he didn’t realize it was as bad as it was. They complimented him the very moment he entered the house yet they were quick to demean you and he was quick to notice the sneer in their expression when they said something damaging.

Any time they berated you and you would sink lower in your seat, a surge of anger would go through him and he would give your hand or thigh a small squeeze.

It wasn’t even 10 minutes into the dinner when he stood up, an icy glare making your family freeze, before grasping your hand in his. Without another word, he left your family’s home. If it weren’t for your shaking form, he would have slaughtered them the moment the first insult reached his ears.

Even when it was hours later, he could still see the crestfallen expression on your face. You wanted to just crawl into bed and sleep your sorrow and insecurities away but he wouldn’t let you stew in the bad thoughts.

Before you could depart to your shared bedroom, his hand was gentle when he grasped yours. He took a seat and tugged you gently to his lap. He wrapped his arms around your waist and his crimson eyes weren’t as sharp as they usually were. He didn’t say anything as your expression slowly transformed to one of sorrow.

“Kuri… Do you… Am I stupid?”

Oh, how he wanted to torture your family for even planting that seed in your mind. How long had you been feeling this way? How much damage had they implanted in you? He would allow it no longer.

He reached up and pulled his scarf down and away from him before moving that hand to cup your cheek. Your eyes closed and leaned your cheek against his palm, his heart breaking at the way your eyes scrunched tightly as tears slipped.

“My sweet, the word ‘stupid’ is not in my or anyone else’s vocabulary when describing you.”

“But, Kuri-”

“You are nothing of what your family thinks of you. They have projected what faults they have onto you and have missed the gem they have had for years.”

When your eyes opened, he moved his hand to hold yours before lifting it and kissing your knuckles. A sense of relief rushed through him as you blushed and smiled at him, your tears still falling but slowing down.

“You are the person I want to spend my life with. They do not deserve to be in your presence and I will make sure that they will never make you feel in such a way again.”

He pressed his forehead to yours as his eyes closed, a soft hum escaping his throat when your hands cupped his face and caressed the seams on the corner of his lips.

“The thoughts they have inserted in your mind… I will make sure you never feel that way again. I assure you.”

Once you had calmed down hours later, he tried again to ask you if you wanted him to get rid of them for you. Insulting his precious person meant insulting him. The only one to calm him would be you.

Rob Lucci

The only family he’s ever known is the CP-0 but he didn’t really feel like family was an important thing in his life until he met you. He found himself yearning for you when he was gone for too long and was happiest when he was with you. You were his family.

He wasn’t concerned about family until the rest of the CP-0 planted the small seed of curiosity about your own family. You didn’t speak much about them and, when someone brought it up, he noticed how quickly you were to shut it down and steer the conversation away from them.

As long as it didn’t affect your everyday life, he was fine with you not telling him. That is until they docked at your home island. Your family had somehow heard about the CP-0 arriving and insisted you bring your “impressive” boyfriend for them to meet.

He could tell you were on edge. You were much quieter, only mumbling to yourself when you thought he was distracted, and you were far more concerned with how you presented yourself before going over. Maybe he was being too calm? Should he be nervous too? But it was just a dinner. He couldn’t see what was making you so on edge. Nonetheless, you soon found Hattori on your shoulder as he nuzzled his head against your cheek and let out a soft coo.

He was correct that something was off the moment he stepped into the home. Your family fretted over him and went the extra mile to make him comfortable. He, however, couldn’t put his guard down for a moment as he noticed the looks they gave you or the way venom escaped their lips when they directed a question at you. Dinner was worse than he thought.

“How someone like you got such a distinguished marine to be in a relationship with you is by far the greatest mystery out there.”

“You’re not smart enough to deceive this man so I can’t help but wonder how it happened.”

“I bet that bird has got more smarts than you-”

It was at that point that he stood up, accidentally hitting the table but causing the disruption he needed as well.

He held his hand out for you and turned to look at your family after your smaller hand was in his. His face was as stoic as ever and, even with rage swimming in his bloodstream, he couldn’t allow himself to give a bad image to the Navy.

“Thank you for the dinner but we will take our leave now. I would truly recommend to be appreciative of the daughter you have and not measure your compassion for her on what you find ‘ideal’. Especially when you are blind to the intelligence she exudes on a regular basis.”

With nothing more to say, he took you back to the headquarters you’re staying at. You trail behind him, which concerned him, and your hand was loose in his. Even Hattori was glancing at him with an upset expression, well, as upset as a pigeon could look.

Before he could break the silence, your voice filled the void between the two of you. And there was a devastation in his chest that he had not felt in a long time when you spoke and it halted him in his stride.

“Do you think I’m an idiot?”

“No.” His answer was instant and confident. He looked at your face and the downtrodden look on your face didn’t sit well with him.

“They do.”

“Then they are the idiots.” When he stepped into your space, you finally made eye contact with him. His long fingers intertwined with yours and he leaned down enough to press a light kiss on your lips, surprising you as he wasn’t a PDA man.

When he pulled away and squeezed your hand, he rubbed your cheek of the tears that had fallen. He didn’t say anything else as he continued the route back to the headquarters. Hattori found his spot on your shoulder, soft coos escaping his beak. He didn’t know how long you had to deal with the mentality that your family had embedded in you and he wasn’t foolish to think that one night of him defending you would change your mindset. But how you walked next to him and hugged his arm was enough for him to know that you would be okay and he would be there to motivate you.

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op-jessie · 5 years

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xvii. Finale B

Character (Pairing): Katakuri x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Song: Finale B

Musical: Rent

No day but today

When he got back to the cottage on Wheat Island, Katakuri was already bombarded by his guards, all begging for forgiveness and spouting excuses. A glare shut them up immediately and he was quick to dismiss them from the property. He glanced at the home before fully turning towards it and heading up the steps. Once he entered, he slid his scarf off and folded it thrice before setting it down next to the table that sat next to the front door. He made his way up to the second floor, boots thumping against the floorboards, and making the stairs squeak with his weight. A soft cry was like a call for him as he automatically went down the hall and into the room with the slightly ajar door. He pressed his palm against the surface and pushed so that the room was now in sight.

The pastel colors popped with the sunlight bathing in through the bay window and the crib in the middle of the room caught his attention when the dessert inspired mobile above it sparkled. A slight smile lifted his lips at the small bundle wiggling and letting out soft whimpers. His eyes couldn’t stop there thought. They scanned the room, passing the stuffed animals and changing table to the rocking chair that was placed next to the window. You were sitting there, your eyes going from the window to the crib.

He first stepped over to the crib, peeking at the small human that was nestled in it. He put his finger next to her hand and a proper smile lifted his lips when her entire hand barely wrapped around the tip of his finger. Her whimpers made him move his finger away to carefully grab the pacifier next to her head. With careful precision and a steady hand, he was able to get the pacifier near her mouth and, on her own, she took it happily. She started to doze off and he used his fingertip to gently stroke the top of the head. After he heard the soft breaths of his daughter, he went over to your side, spotting how you stared at him. He sat down on the ground in front of the rocking chair so he could be face to face with you and decided it was best for you to speak up first. Your eyes left his to look at the crib and then back to him.

“... I wish I could do that,” you murmured with your eyes tearing up. He turned his head slightly to look at the crib before looking at you. He could only stare at you as the tears slipped down your cheeks. “S-She… I thought I could make her stop crying…” His hand was on your thigh before you could continue and your hand immediately covered his.

“You being in here means that you tried, my dear.” A soft sob left your lips and he turned his hand over to hold your smaller one in his palm. “You couldn’t step into this room a month ago.”

At your silence, he used his other hand to gently brush your tears away with his fingertips. When he was sure that your tears subsided, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to your forehead. Your eyes closed at the contact and a ghost of a smile lifted your lips, making his lips twitch.

“Did you take your medication?” He asked after looking you over. At the slight shake of your head, he gave your hand a small squeeze.

“I’m sorry, Katakuri…”

“My dear, there is nothing to apologize for.” He glanced at the wall where the clock shaped like a cake ticked over to the next minute. “It’s a bit late in the day but you can take it now. Then, together, we will go to the doctor.” Your nod made him smile and he stood up. He stepped over to the crib and covered his daughter with the blanket. He could hear your soft footsteps follow him to the door but they suddenly stopped. He looked over his shoulder at you and the sight made him clutch the doorframe.

You had stopped next to the crib, gripping the edge of it with one hand while the other hovered over the baby. He could see how your hand was shaking and he held his breath as your hand gently rested on the baby’s back. A small sound from the baby made him let go of the breath he was holding. You quickly scampered away from the crib and went over to him, eyes downcast at the carpet. He held his arm out for you to take and your small hands at the crook of his elbow only reassured him (like every day when you got through a hurdle) that it would all be okay.

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op-jessie · 6 years

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A gif reaction for Katakuri, Kid, and Shanks when someone is flirting with their s/o ? Thanks! These gif-reaction are so cute anyways >^

(I’m glad you like them! There is a violence warning for Kid’s GIF btw)

Charlotte Katakuri:

He won’t do anything which might be the scariest part. His death stare will send a shiver down the perpetrator’s spine until they go away. He wouldn’t get into anything violent unless whoever was flirting with you started to make you uncomfortable.

Eustass Kid:

He wouldn’t even hesitate to get violent. Whoever came onto you would have to pray to whatever they believed in because he will not hold back in his anger. He wouldn’t kill them since you’re there but he does beat them up enough as to leave a message.

Red Hair Shanks:

Another scary calm one. He’ll pretend he’s fine with what’s going on when you look at him (even grinning to sell the act) but he’s secretly glaring at whoever is flirting with you and sneak in threats when he joins the conversation.

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op-jessie · 6 years

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ii. This is Me

Character: Charlotte Katakuri

Genre: Angst/Fluff (?)

Song: This is Me

Musical: The Greatest Showman

Requested by: sigynofwonderland

I am not a stranger to the dark Hide away, they say 'Cause we don't want your broken parts I've learned to be ashamed of all my scars Run away, they say No one'll love you as you are

Another tea party, another stress filled decision. Katakuri sat on the edge of the bed, running his thumbs through the fabric of his scarf before letting it lay across his lap and his face fell in his hands, letting a deep sigh out. Even though Brulee had given him some courage after saying that he was fine the way he was, that didn’t mean that everyone else would react the same way as his sister. His hands moved down so that his fingers traced the corner of his lips, much wider than the regular person; he knew this. He let his hands fall to his scarf and he gripped at the fabric at the memory of Flampe berating his looks, like those bullies when he was younger before closing his eyes.

But I won't let them break me down to dust I know that there's a place for us For we are glorious

His eyes opened before getting up, scarf in hand, and he walked towards the door. When was he someone that focused on the words of others? Even if it was his little sister, he held no disdain for her. With his hand on the door handle, he looked at the white and black scarf in his hand before tossing it to the ground. He swung the door open and went down to where the tea party would be.

I am brave, I am bruised I am who I'm meant to be, this is me Look out 'cause here I come And I'm marching on to the beat I drum I'm not scared to be seen I make no apologies, this is me

He stopped in front of the huge double doors and pressed his hands on the center of both before hesitating. His resolve was slowly crumbling at the muffled voices of his siblings behind the doors. He shut his eyes again and pressed his lips together, in a small hope that his oversized mouth would turn into a normal sized one. He pictured his family though, Brulee especially.

When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out This is brave, this is bruised This is who I'm meant to be, this is me

He knew that Brulee is on the other side and her words repeated themselves in his head. His eyes snapped open after an exhale through his nose and he pushed the doors open, standing in the doorway as he faced his family head on.

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op-jessie · 6 years

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Could I have some fluff and NSFW for Katakuri? Thank you!

NSFW Warning

Charlotte Katakuri:

Fluff:

When he first shows you his mouth, he is surprised yet elated when you smile at him and tell him that he has a lovely mouth

Once he really trusts you, he’ll eat with you without having to hide his mouth

He protects you from the siblings that don’t think you’re up to his standards

He always reassures you that their standards are not his standards and he loves you

He likes kissing your forehead the most. It’s the easiest place to reach and it’s quick enough to wear he can hide behind his scarf after doing it

He doesn’t say it much but he really does love you so he’ll show it in small gifts or small actions

He greatly appreciates it when you accompany him to Mama’s tea parties. He’s very aware of the pressure of being at one so you being there with him fills his heart up

He won’t admit it but he’s wrapped around your finger despite you not knowing it

If someone makes you cry, best believe he’ll even look through hell to find who did it and beat them down

He doesn’t get jealous but he’s super protective over you

NSFW

Because of his size, he’s more of a giver than a receiver

He’s the master of oral. He’s very careful about his teeth but damn he can spend hours down there

He makes you cum multiple times with just his tongue and fingers

It takes a lot of prep if he’s going to use his cock on you

He’s rather big and he’s afraid of hurting you so it’s rare when he uses his cock to actually penetrate

He’s a pretty silent guy but when you give him head, he loses some control over his sounds

That scarf? Yeah. He’s used it to bind you to the bed when you’ve been “bad”

He just likes seeing tied up, especially with said material

He also likes biting and leaving those bite marks all over you, it makes him feel dominant

He doesn’t like quickies but when he tells you that he’s going to have you all night, he keeps his word

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op-jessie · 6 years

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Love your blog! Your work is amazing :D Could I request a gif set of Katakuri reacting to a surprise kiss from his (little, little) wife please? Thank you so much!

(I hope you like this. It was hard to find the perfect gifs ;-;)

Charlotte Katakuri:

He still gets caught off guard from your affection.

He hides behind his scarf (or hand if the two of you are in private)

^Under his scarf

Once he’s over his initial embarrassment, he tends tl enjoy the sensation and even bend down to give you your own kiss.

#one piece #op_katakuri #op_gifs #gifs #anon #Charlotte Katakuri

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op-jessie · 6 years

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Could I please have some Katakuri headcanons where his wife is short even in average terms (about 5ft)? And/or what they would do for acts of affection? Thank you very much. Keep up the awesome work!

Charlotte Katakuri:

This could be a problem, he initially thought. Being 16 feet tall with a 5 foot tall wife would be pretty difficult but he would make it work

Since she barely reaches his knees, he likes to have her sitting on his shoulder mostly

He can hear her better and she has better accessibility to get his attention, which is very important to her thus to him

His siblings find the height difference ridiculous but, at the smallest snicker, they get a fierce glare their way and maybe even a threat

For affection, since she must know what’s behind his scarf, he would be pretty passive to her actions

When she’s on his shoulder and sneaks in a kiss on his cheek, he won’t react but she could see the blush on his cheeks that peaks out from his scarf

His favorite is during meals since he’s able to be himself with her and can share with her (obviously her meals fit her short size)

He also likes the naps they take. The bed is catered to him so she tends to sleep on the pillow his head is on and she’s the first thing he sees when he wakes up

If it was arranged and he gets along with her, they do eventually fall for each other and he lets her initiate any affection due to his size

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#op_headcannons #op_katakuri #one piece #Charlotte Katakuri #one piece headcannons #anon

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op-jessie · 6 years

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Can i have hcs or a scenario of katakuri with terminally ill s/o ( who's extremely fragile and has to stay in bed all day) sorry if this is to specific,

Charlotte Katakuri:

He’s devastated when he finds out with you

He doesn’t let just anyone visit you. He only lets your closest family and friends to see you since they know your condition

He cares for his siblings but he doesn’t trust many of them to see you since a lot of them can be reckless and he’s too cautious of your condition to even risk it

He gets his daily duties done as quickly as he can so he can be by your side for the rest of the day, letting you hold his hand

He doesn’t want to accidentally hurt you so he lets you initiate any affection

When you’re too tired to speak, he tends to tell you about his day, despite how bland and boring it could be. It’s surprises you the first couple of times since you didn’t think he’d talk that much.

He was prepared for his siblings to say something about being weak around you but a lot of them actually admire him after seeing his caring side for you and he becomes more of a favorite

He tends to bring you a sweet or a flower every day

You have a growing bouquet on your night stand and he usually eats the sweets when you can’t

On bad days for you, he has sympathy pains

Seeing you in pain kills him and he just wants you to feel better

When he knows you’re getting a checkup or surgery, he puts someone else in charge so he can be by your side when you go in and when you come back

When you’re sleeping, he tends to just mumble to himself

Hoping that you’ll be okay, wondering what else he can do for you, considering getting more professional advice on your condition, etc.

He’s very careful with touching you in any way. Even just a light kiss on your forehead, makes him nervous

It’s very hard for him to accept the fact that you’re on a time limit but, until then, he’ll fight for you and look for a cure

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op-jessie · 6 years

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Oh ma gosh ur open im so sorry for messaging you for an annoying amount of times may i have a scenario of katakuri,luffy,law and crocdile for the scenario with the s/os family dies on an island im sorry if this is to much or if i annoyed you you must be tired after reading what i sent you i'm sorry for wasting your time. Im also sorry for my bad english

(Y/N)- Your name(E/C)- Eye color(Y/D/N)- Your daughter’s name(Y/S/N)- Your son’s name(Y/1/T/N)- Your 1st twin’s name(Y/2/T/N)- Your 2nd twin’s name

Link to the original request here

(Angst warning, TW: death/gore/blood. A/N: I’m like super proud and emotional over this post actually)

Charlotte Katakuri: He still remembered the day he held his daughter. She barely fit the size of his forearm yet he couldn’t take his eyes away from the crimson eyes staring back at him. He knew that she probably couldn’t see him but he could see her and he never thought that he would understand why his mother wanted kids; here she laid though, his daughter, his everything now. The memories are what keeps him going. When his daughter was 3, he had to send her and his partner away. His partner wasn’t a pirate so he could see how they stiffened and held (Y/D/N) a bit tighter during tea parties and other events in which all of them would converge. They finally expressed their concern and, although he hated the idea, his crimson eyes landed on the small girl running across the room, long crimson hair flying behind her. He found them an island where they would stay and be safe the next day.

He set them up with someone to accompany them. He didn’t want to leave them unattended. It had been a year since he had seen the two of them and he wanted to see his little girl and his love. It was (Y/D/N)’s birthday and a lot of his siblings convinced him that they should throw a party to gain Mama’s favor, which he would use as an excuse to go get the two of you. He stood at the front of the ship, filled with underlings manning the ships. He could see the island in the distance and once he got closer to the ship, he closed his eyes. He wasn’t able to stop himself from using his haki to check a couple seconds into the future. His eyes snapped open when his vision saw a corpse. He didn’t care about the person that was dead but that was not a good sign. He got off the ship and ordered for the underlings to stay; it’s not like he needed them.

When he got to town, it was too quiet. He immediately hurried to the home he had set up for his partner and immediately saw a body. It was the guard he had given them. He kicked the body over to see any kind of injuries but found none, except for oddly colored skin and some foam in the corner of his mouth. Katakuri gritted his teeth and went up the steps.

“Daddy! It’s such a pretty house!” At his daughter’s exclamation, he nodded and smiled slightly behind the scarf. Of course it was. He made sure it would be perfect for the two of them.

He bent down to walk through the doorway just like that day and stepped down to the hallway where the door was wide open. The door to (Y/D/N)’s room.

At her small gasp, he put her down and let her twirl around the room, admiring how she giggled and explored her bed and closet. He took a step back into the hallway where his partner stood, watching him. He moved his scarf to reveal his mouth and gently gripped their shoulders. When they looked at him, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to their forehead, making them smile slightly.

(Y/D/N) was nowhere in sight in the room but he could see her favorite outfits in the laundry basket and her toys scattered all over the floor. He bent down and picked up a small teddy bear; the one she was never seen without. The soft toy was slightly crushed in his hand as he stepped out into the same hallway where he said his goodbyes.

They couldn’t help it anymore and stepped forward to hug him. His arms came up around them too and the two of them held onto each other for a while until a light weight attached itself to his leg. He pulled back to look at his daughter and picked her up, hugging her close as she hugged his head.

“I’m gonna miss you, daddy…” She sniffled, making him rub her back.

“I’ll miss you too.” He looked at his partner and a small smile lifted his lips. “You too.” They smiled softly and nodded, leaning up to peck his lips

“We love you, Katakuri. Right, (Y/D/N)?”

“Yeah, daddy! I love you!”

He could still hear those last words as he stepped towards the master bedroom, his free hand landing on the door and pushing the slightly ajar surface open. An unfamiliar feeling immediately affected his eyes as he stepped forward. He fell to his knees next to the bed with his hands hovering over the bed, the bear in his hand landing on the sheets. His partner laid in bed with a coughing mask over their mouth and they were holding (Y/D/N) close to their side. (Y/D/N)… She looked so much paler and thinner. They both did. His hovering hands finally landed on his partner’s leg, head ducked down. A year ago, when he saw a couple people walking around with those masks, he should have known. Tears fell from his eyes and a sob ripped from his throat, a foreign sound that he hadn’t heard in years. He didn’t know how long he stayed there, just caressing their cold faces and hugging their lifeless forms; he just wanted them to hug him back but he knew that they wouldn’t.

He slid to the floor and sat there for who knows how long until his den den mushi rang inside his jacket. He pulled it out and silently clicked it on. The snail took shape of his brother, Perospero.

“What’s taking so long?! Should I tell Mama about the party or what?!” He exclaimed. Katakuri stared at the snail and right as the snail was about to open its mouth, he interrupted.

“There won’t be a party. They’re dead.” He stated, voice cracking yet cold. He clicked the snail off and put it away. He stood up and leaned over them again, hand gently stroking the cold cheeks of his loved ones. He could still hear their voices in his head. As he picked both of them up and held them close, he could hear the faint call of his name and ‘daddy’ but it was all in his head now.

A coldness washed over him as he got to the ship and heard the gasps of underlings. The cause of death was what he had suspected. He could kill any pirate that dared to touch his family, maybe even torture them for however long he felt it was appropriate to. But, this, this was a sickness. Not a physical thing. He couldn’t kill this illness but it killed his family. He mourned silently for his family and he knew that he would mourn forever, there was no other person that understood him like his partner did and no child would match up to (Y/D/N).

Monkey D. Luffy: He was so psyched to get back to (Y/N)! His body still ached from the battle before but even his muscles knew that they were getting to see (Y/N) again so they numbed down for the rubber man. He had bothered Nami all day on how long they would get there and he finally had to settle down when she hit him on the head. He continued to pout and sit on the railing, keeping an eye out for the island that he left (Y/N).

Luffy could only protect them so much on the open sea but since they were his lover and his child, they would be in danger; he had to say “see ya later” to them on the advice of his crew. It was a tearful goodbye and even he could hear the sobs and tears of his little buddy. (Y/S/N) was an exact duplicate of the rubber man and, despite only being a couple of months old, he loved the rubber man with all his little heart. A year had passed and Luffy wanted to hold his little buddy again! He also missed (Y/N) a lot! The way of contacting became hectic the last month or so and he wasn’t able to talk with them. This would be a great surprise, he thought to himself.

As they got into the magnetic field of the island, he suddenly felt himself tense up and a cold feeling filled his veins. He stood up just as Zoro opened his eye, probably feeling the same energy. The coldness in his veins made his hands shake but he gripped his upper arm and pulled back, his forearm stretching as he swung it forward and reached for the closest tree branch. He didn’t acknowledge his crew’s confused calling of his name as he shot himself forward to the island. When his feet hit the sand, he started sprinting, his hat swinging behind him from the string. His eyes barely processing the burned Big Mom’s flag on the sand.

His lungs, that were once as cold as his veins, were now on fire as he sprinted past the forest that surrounded the town that he left (Y/N) and (Y/S/N). He could remember how (Y/S/N) even sneezed when a butterfly landed on him and he could hear their laugh echo in his ears. When their laugh faded, he felt like cold water landed on him when the forest didn’t even have a simple sound of an animal. Just… The breeze. His feet skidded to a stop in front of the entrance and his pupils even shook from seeing the destruction. Everything was mostly torn down, buildings that were once filled with nice townspeople empty and burned to the ground, bodies laying all over the place with most of them having bullet wounds in the back of their heads.

He almost said the word “dad,” Luffy couldn’t help but think as he sprinted through the town, stopping to shake someone and yell to ask what happened. His hands started to tremble as he called for (Y/N), looking everywhere. His son’s voice stuck in his head, despite it only have been garbles of sounds.

“Da!”

“Ha! See (Y/N)! He’s going to say ‘dad’!” He grinned as they pouted at him.

“We’ll see. He’s only two months old. Babies make noises.” Luffy stuck his tongue at them.

“Don’t be jealous!” He laughed and his son squealed. “He’s on my side!”

Luffy gasped for air as he got to the edge of town, his eyes wide and shaking at the line of people lying on the ground. He almost choked on (Y/N)’s name as he ran down to the front of the town hall where he saw two bodies lying there. He crumbled to his knees, hands shaking as he scooped up (Y/S/N) into his arms and tears rolled down his cheeks. He clutched the small boy to his chest, bigger than when he left but still so small, and his body leaned against the building of the town hall, looking down at his love as well. His partner was covered in bruises that still tinted their body and they were pale. The bullet wound in their head matched the others in town. His son, oh his son, the small boy before him had scratches on his arms and face but he also had the same wound in the back of his head. The blood that coated Luffy’s hands only made it real that this had just happened. Oh god, it had just happened…

The crew had just gotten out of the forest as the loudest and most heartbreaking yell filled the air, making the leaves of the trees shake. The yell was Luffy’s. As if a switch was flipped, they all sprinted toward where they could hear their captain’s sobs and yells. Chopper and Zoro being in the front of the crew and they could all hear thumping among the sobs when they got closer. When they got there, the scene itself made them sick to the stomach yet their captain made their hearts ache and tears spring in many of their eyes. Zoro stepped toward his captain, the first one to actually snap out of the shock.

Luffy’s eyes had rolled back into his head, his arms tight around (Y/S/N)’s lifeless form, and he was banging his head against the wall he was leaning on, causing his own blood to smear on the wall. The yells and his tears never ceased, even as Zoro stepped forward and placed his hand between the wall and Luffy’s head, successfully stopping it from thumping even more against the wall and causing more injury. Chopper had carefully taken the small boy from him, his arms falling to his sides without (Y/S/N) there. Zoro hoisted his captain up and over his shoulder after attempts of getting him up. The rubber man choked on his own sobs, the names of his lover and son on his tongue when he gasped for air.

Suddenly, the sobs stopped and Chopper noticed that the man had passed out. He sniffled as he looked at (Y/S/N) in his arms before looking at (Y/N), their body laying there, eyes half lidded. Chopper placed the child carefully next to their parent and carefully closed their eyes with his hoof. Chopper took his hat off and placed it over his chest, eyes closed and ducking his head with tears falling and sobs leaving his own mouth. The rest of the crew stayed in silence, mourning the loss of two of their own. In a simple movement, all of them were huddled together, except for Zoro who stayed to the side, holding his captain’s unconscious body. In hushed mumbles, they agreed to wait for Luffy to get up and prepare a proper funeral for the two. Sanji and a couple others went off to start the graves of the other town members as well.

When Luffy woke up, he broke down again but his crew was there this time. His crew would mourn with him, comfort him, and do whatever they could. When Ace had died, they could only imagine the pain he went through but now… they didn’t have to. It hurt them to see him like that but they knew that he was feeling much worse than they’d ever know.

Sir Crocodile: First thing to get out of the way, he’s never seen himself as a husband. Second, the thought of children had never even appeared in his mind. Third, he had a number of enemies that would hurt his family if he ever had one. So, this was his life. He was a husband, a father, and a pirate. The day he met his partner was one he would never forget and knew that he couldn’t let them go; which led to marriage. He had two kids. A 4 year old boy and a 2 month old girl. It could have been the perfect family unit if he weren’t arrested. When activities in Alabasta didn’t go as he planned, he needed a back-up for his family. He would send them off to an island with subordinates to keep them safe and away from Navy eyes.

He got down on one knee in front of his son who had small tears in his eyes as his partner held their daughter in their arms behind the young boy.

“Why can’t we stay, daddy?”

“I’ve got work to do here, (Y/S/N).”

“T-Then I can stay with you! I can help you, daddy!” Crocodile stared at his son, messy black hair and (E/C) eyes staring back at him with a pout.

“You can’t help me here but you can help me there.” At the twinkling in his son’s eyes, he knew that he was getting kind of used to this whole dad thing.

“How can I do that?!” Crocodile gestured to his partner and the baby girl sleeping in the crook of their arm.

“You’ve got to protect your sister, right?” The little boy nodded furiously and stood tall.

“Y-You can count on me, daddy! I’ll take good care of (Y/D/N)!” Crocodile grunted but raised his hand to ruffle his hair.

“I know I can count on you.”

Using his devil fruit, he flew on a sand cloud towards the island, his hook smoking and his heart clenching painfully. He got a report once he escaped Impel Down, months after not seeing his family. This report had an ambush on the town where his beloved family stayed. He landed in the middle of the town, buildings still burning and people running around trying to put out the licking flames. He watched as people ran around, mayhem had hit the town. Fists clenching tightly and teeth gritting against each other, he sprinted. He sprinted so fast that his jacket had flown off, yet he didn’t care.

Crocodile held his daughter as he looked at his partner.

“Our second kid, huh?” His partner rolled their eyes and gently fixed the small tuft of black hair on her head.

“You love her. Don’t pretend like it’s a hassle.” Crocodile grunted and gave his partner (Y/D/N) back, careful to not hurt her with his hook.

“She’s my kid so she’ll obviously be great.”

He slammed the front door opened and looked around for his family. He saw a blood trail leading from the front door to the back room and he felt like the air was sucked out of him. He charged to the room but fell against the doorway of the room as he saw his partner’s bloody and bruised body slumped across their closet. He went over and dropped to his knees, lifting them by the shoulders and shaking them, blood still pouring from the corner of their mouth. His hands shook slightly but he laid them back down carefully on the ground. Where were his kids? He forced himself up to his feet and rushed back down the hallway, following the light blood trail that headed to the nursery he had his subordinates build. He shoved the door open and stumbled slightly at the sight before him.

(Y/S/N) stood on the tips of his toes by the bassinet in the nursery, trying to catch a glimpse of his newborn little sister. Crocodile noticed and put his hands on the small boy to pick him up and help him look over. The younger boy smiled and reached out to gently touch the baby girl’s cheek. The 4 year old looked back at his father and grinned.

“That’s my little sister!” A small smile lifted the usually stoic man and nodded.

“Yeah. That’s her. You have to watch over her when you’re away, right?” The young boy nodded and saluted his dad.

“I’ll protect (Y/D/N) while we’re away, daddy! I’m a big boy!”

He remembered that day very well, his son’s voice going over in his head and the small garbles of his daughter. He could feel how his throat tightened up and he stepped towards the bassinet. His son laid face down in front of the bassinet, bruises all over his arms and a small pool of blood under him from what Crocodile could see. He stepped over and picked up the young boy, cradling in his arms like when he was a newborn. He could now properly see that his boy was covered in defense marks and his skin was much darker from the bruises. He was still just a baby. He held the boy close to his chest in his human arm and looked over the bassinet. His baby girl was dead in the bassinet, her own bruises covering her body. He ducked his head and held the boy tight in his arm, landing on his knees and resting his head against the side of the bassinet.

“Daddy!”

“Welcome home, Crocodile.”

He had secured everything but this still happened. The ringing in his ears had finally dulled down and he could hear the panic and yells from town. He looked down at his son and pushed himself up. He carried the young boy to his own bed and laid him down. Even if he was dead, the logical side of Crocodile was thrown out the window and all he felt like he could do was at least have his son comfortable. He even tucked him in.

As he stepped out of the house, sand started to swirl around him and his hook, his human hand clenched and he sent his sand out on the hunt. He had a new goal now, he thought to himself as he walked back to his base where his subordinates would be. He would find who did this to his family and he would watch the life slip out of their eyes just as they had done to his family.

At the orders of the eerily calm man, the men that worked under him scrambled to find the culprits of this horrendous crime. Even they were affected by this loss, their boss’ partner was caring and they had often helped to care for the newborn and play with (Y/S/N). A couple of them were sent out to retrieve the bodies and prepare a service for them; many of them had tears in their eyes when they brought them back. All of them wanted to avenge the family but no one wanted more revenge than Crocodile.

Trafalgar Law: He finally found someone that cared for him and actually made him believe that he could have a future with them beyond avenging Corazon. Then his children came into his life and he knew that this is what he wanted. It had been two years since he saw them, hiding them away since the war. He didn’t want anyone in the world to know about them because then they’d be in danger, especially with the man he was after.

“Daddy!”

His three year olds ran over to him, squealing happily as he crouched down and held his arms open. Once the identical twin boys reached his arms, Law brought them close to his chest, making them squeal again. He rested his head against (Y/1/T/N)’s head while (Y/2/T/N) played with his goatee. Both looked exactly like him but had his partner’s personality, which he had hoped for. It had been hard after the Marineford war but that made the danger much more prominent. He didn’t want this conversation with his boys but he had to. He already talked to his partner and he thought that was hard, but looking at the twinkling eyes of his boys… He had no idea it would be this difficult. He pulled them back and rested his arms against his knees as his two boys smiled at him.

“Boys, I’ve got some bad news.” They gasped in unison and each took a hand of his in theirs, making a smile quirk his lips. Their unison was one of his favorite traits of theirs.

“What, daddy?!” There it is again. He sighed as he watched his two boys. He was young when he met his partner and he was a young father too. With his partner though, his two boys grew up well and, just the thought of missing milestones with his boys, brought a sick feeling to his stomach.

He told them and they cried. They cried and cried, even after Law hugged them close and tried to comfort them. It broke his heart when they clung onto his partner and went to ignore him.

The submarine emerged from the ocean to the island and, as they were about to head off, the island shook violently and Law’s ears were filled with screams. His grip tightened on his sword and he found himself sprinting down the path. The screams only got louder in his ears as the only thought in his head was the hope that his family wasn’t apart of the screaming.

He remembered landing on the island and his partner going on ahead with Bepo and the rest of the crew to put their belongings in the house. He carefully helped his twins down, even when they were still pouting and upset with him. They held each others’ hands as they followed their other parent, making Law sigh and follow. Before they entered the house, he called their names. Even though they were upset, they didn’t have the heart to disobey their father so they both turned around and walked over to his sitting position. They both looked at the ground and Law turned his head to meet their eyes.

“Mind telling me why you’re so mad at me? (Y/1/T/N)? (Y/2/T/N)?” Both pouted but one of them tilted his head up with tears in his eyes.

“I’m mad because you’re leaving us!” The other twin nodded before sniffling.

“Do you not love us anymore, daddy?!” Law sighed as he looked at the two of their teary faces.

“Of course I love the two of you. I love (Y/N) too. I’m not leaving you three here because I want to-”

“Then why?!” They both exclaimed. A moment of silence filled them and he decided to shrug off his hoodie and show them his tattoos. He pointed to the one on his chest.

“This is for Corazon. But these-” He pointed to the heart tattoos he had on each shoulder. “-these two right here are for the two of you.”

Law sprinted through town as the townspeople ran past him in the opposite direction. His veins went cold as he spotted a familiar jolly roger and the iciness in his veins turned into pure hatred. If his family was hurt- He couldn’t even fathom what he would do. When he got to town square, he searched frantically through the people, injured, dead, and alive. His vision was blurred at how frantically he searched. Through all the mayhem and screaming, he heard one sole voice scream. The voice he would recognize miles away.

“Daddy!” He turned his head and, from the shadows, (Y/2/T/N) crawled out, a line of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and tears flowing down his cheeks. Law ran over and dropped his sword as he kneeled down next to his son and carefully lifted him. He had cuts covering his arms and his stomach had a wound that was bubbling with blood. (Y/2/T/N) let out a sob and coughed out blood. Law covered his child’s stomach with his hand to stop the bleeding but he knew he had to do something to save his son.

“Daddy’s here! Daddy’s gotcha! Where’s your brother?! Where’s-?!” He asked the child. If they were around, he could take them all to the ship and help them. If one twin looked like this, his gut twisted uncomfortably at the thought of what the other and his partner looked like. He was interrupted with a choked sound and a sob.

“D-Dea-” His own sentence was cut off by his gasp and Law could see that his pupils trembled. Law grit his teeth and heard Bepo and Penguin running close. He turned his head to look at them.

“Find them!” He held his hand out and made a room around them to transport back to the submarine’s infirmary.

His sons gently traced the hearts on his shoulders and he could see their mesmerized faced. He smirked a bit when they suddenly touched their own arms and looked in awe.

“I want one!”

“Me too! Me too!” Law shook his head, his smirk widening.

“(Y/N) would kill me. But I know that you don’t want me to leave. I don’t want to leave but I have to keep the three of you safe. You understand, right? You’re smart boys.” Both boys nodded slightly, making Law smile genuinely at them. He raised his hands to their heads and ruffled the boys’ hair. “Good boys.” He opened his arms and both of them tumbled forward and hugged him, ending up on his lap. “I love you, (Y/1/T/N). I love you, (Y/2/T/N).”

“I love you, daddy!” They both chirped, making Law chuckle.

Law cursed as he went to work on his son’s stomach wound, hands coating in blood. His son was just grasping for his life and he had closed his eyes. Law felt the sting in his eyes as he shook his son while his other hand tried to sew up the wound.

“(Y/2/T/N)! Stay awake for me, buddy! You’re gonna make it! You’re gonna make it!” He wasn’t sure if he was trying to convince his boy or himself. He let out a shaky breath as his hands never stopped working. If he was actually left without his love and his twins…. He wouldn’t be able to handle even the thought. He was a realistic man but there was hope in him that Penguin would find (Y/N) and Bepo would show up with (Y/1/T/N) on his shoulders. The logical side of him quickly squashed those hopes with one thing. The boy on the operating table in front of him was no liar.

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vi. I Love You Too Much

Character (Pairing): Katakuri x Reader

Genre: Slight Angst to Fluff

Song: I Love You Too Much

Musical: The Book of Life

I love you too much To live without you loving me back I love you too much Heaven's my witness and this is a fact

You were the first person (that wasn’t his family) to not recoil in fear or to berate him once you spotted his eel mouth, which was one of the reasons why he fell for you at such a young age. You were sweet and caring, including him in your games when your friends warned you not to. You had even stood up for him, despite not needing you to. At the tender age of 9 years old, he was wrapped around your little finger and you didn’t even know.

When he came with his siblings to the middle of the town, you had already been waiting for them and it sent his heart fluttering when you grinned and stood up before raising your hand above your head and waving excitedly.

“Katakuri!” You called with that bright smile on your face. He ducked his head to hide the blush on his face when Perospero and Brulee glanced at him but he waved towards you anyway. He could see that your friends only glanced in his direction before turning their back, something he was used to. He looked towards you and smiled when you jogged up.

“Good afternoon, (Y/N).” You greeted his siblings before grasping his hand and grinning.

“Let’s go play now!” He could only nod before you started to run to play with the others. He could only stare at the back of your head as he kept up. His mom had told him that one day he would be arranged to marry someone to help make a big family and he was ready for it… He couldn’t help but hope that he would marry you one day though. It was a big dream for a young Katakuri but it was what he hoped for.

I live for your touch I whisper your name night after night I love you too much There's only one feeling and I know it's right

He had grown less impulsive than when he was a kid but he was just a tactless 18 year old. He still thought you were beautiful even when you were angry at him. He hadn’t mean to make you upset. He was just delivering the message that his mother sent to you and your family. He hadn’t really expected to be arranged to marry you but he kept himself from outwardly expressing his happiness. Your glare caught him off guard once he expressed it and he noticed that your tears lined your eyes.

“I didn’t agree to this.” Your words made him want to flinch but he tugged his scarf higher a bit instead.

“I know.”

“I’m not marrying you for convenience, Katakuri.” His eyes met yours and the expression on your face was one that he knew. The same face you made when your small crush on a boy in town had turned out badly and you were heartbroken for what felt like forever. Was there someone you wanted to marry?

“I… I apologize, (Y/N).” You huffed and rubbed at your eyes before turning your back to him. His heart clenched at thinking you hated the arrangement since he was the opposite. However, when he caught your last words, he felt like it was slowly rebuilding again.

“You should marry for love, Katakuri. Don’t marry me if you don’t love me.” He watched you storm inside before placing a hand over his heart. Maybe…

I know I belong When I sing this song There's love above love and it's ours Cause I love you too much

You had felt bad for rejecting Katakuri so harshly but you were hurt that he accepted such an arrangement so easily. You didn’t want him to marry you out of force, especially considering your feelings for the man. You closed the door to your room after your parents begged you to go with the marriage, afraid for their lives if you continued to refuse Big Mom’s arrangement. You sat down on the bed, wanting to sleep the rest of the night away, and sighed before the Den Den Mushi by your night stand went off. You raised an eyebrow at it before answering. The only one who called you this late at night was-

“Come out.” Before you could answer your long time friend , he had clicked off and you stared at the sleeping snail. You sighed and stepped out the front door, eyes immediately widening at seeing your friend standing there. But what surprised you most… was the bouquet of flowers in his hand that was extended to you. You took the bouquet in your hands, your blush almost matching his own that hid behind the scarf.

“(Y/N)... I’d be honored to marry you. I love you.” His words came out muffled but you could hear them clear as day. You clutched the flowers to your chest and felt tears fill up your eyes once again.

“Do you?” He nodded slightly, eyes turned to the side as he purposefully pulled his scarf down so you could see the blush on his cheeks but also the mouth he tried so hard to hide.

“For years.” Your silence was mistaken for another rejection until you stepped forward to him.

I love... you too much I love you too much Heaven's my witness and this is a fact You live in my soul Your heart is my goal There's love above love but its mine 'cause I love you There's love above love and it's yours cause I love you There's love above love and it's ours if you love me As much

He leaned his head against his palm as he looked over at you, laughing while putting a forkful of cake into your mouth. He smiled but quickly had to pull his scarf up to the bottom of his nose due to his movement dropping the fabric slightly. Even though the party was mostly for his mother to enjoy the cake, he didn’t mind it so much. You looked beautiful next to him. He knew the memory of you standing at the altar with him would be his favorite memory.

He had been staring at you for a while and you finally turned to look at him when you noticed his eyes on you. You blushed at his intense stare but then that wide smile lifted your lips; that smile brought the same feelings from when he was a kid, even though it had been more than a decade. You reached over and put your hand over his as you turned to face him. His hand flipped over to intertwine with yours and he marveled at the warmth you emitted. You giggled and looked around the table, smiling when you caught sight of what you wanted. He raised an eyebrow as you snatched the bigger than usual menu that the chef had distributed earlier. He watched as you balanced it on the table before looking at him once again. With your free hand, you grasped his scarf and pulled him close behind the menu. His eyes widened slightly as you moved to pull the fabric enough so you could lean in and kiss him. Hiding behind the menu, he felt relief in responding to your act of affection.

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