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marriage of inconvenience, portgas d ace

one shot

summary: you, a well known marine, are apparently married to an infamous pirate, small warning: contains drinking/alcohol mentions

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wc: 1531

You couldn’t believe your eyes.

Commodore Y/N of the Marines and ‘Fire Fist’ Ace, Second Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates Spotted Together in Arctic Chapel! Unity between prominent figures in the Marine and Pirate worlds?

You crumpled the newspaper in your hands, tossing it into the trash can beside your desk. You pinched the bridge of your nose. A headache began to form due to the mess of the article and all you wanted was to forget about it.

A knock interrupted your thoughts and you let out an exasperated sigh. “Come in.”

“Good morning, Commodore Y/N,” an officer stepped into your office, back straight and hand in a salute.

On his free hand was a paper— the newspaper. Resting your head on your hand, you gestured towards the newspaper, the front page article practically taunting you. “What is it?”

“It’s just that… this article. Everyone saw it, and we were wondering…” The officer held the newspaper in both hands and you had the urge to gouge out your eyes seeing the article again. “Is this true?”

“As a Marine, do you really think it’s important to be wasting your time on an article clearly facetious?” He shook his head, though he was clearly nervous as you rested your hands on your desk and sat straight. “And more than that— why would I, a Commodore of the Marines, even be near a pirate such as ‘Fire Fist’ Ace, and especially in a well known wedding chapel?” Without even realizing, you were standing, your hands slamming your desk and shaking the papers on it.

The officer was practically shaking now. He bowed as low as possible before speaking, “With all due respect! I, and the rest of the ship, were just concerned as we were recently on Monkey Island…where Arctic Chapel is…and ‘Fire Fist’ Ace was spotted there…” His voice trailed out when he saw how your anger seemed to grow.

You placed your hands on your temples, closing your eyes. “Whatever. The article is a lie, now get out.”

He was surprised with your sudden change of tone, “Commodore, I—”

“Get out! And close the door.”

Without another word, the officer followed your orders. Even though the day just started, you wanted to be alone for the rest of it.

Of course your wishes would not be granted as your Transponder Snail began to ring.

And the next three hours were spent clarifying to everybody you knew—coworkers and friends and family and even higher-ups—that no, you were not married to ‘Fire Fist’ Ace and you were definitely not changing your name to Portgas Y/N.

The calls eventually died down, and you were able to rest. Though it was only for a few minutes as your Snail began to ring once again. You rolled your eyes, but picked it up nonetheless.

“For the last time, I am not married to ‘Fire Fist’ Ace!”

“Is that what you’ve been telling everyone? I thought you’d be more proud of being married to me.” You glared at your snail as it let out an obnoxious laugh.

“‘Fire Fist’ Ace. What is with that fabricated article?!”

“C’mon, we’re married, drop the title and just call me ‘Ace.’ You don’t see me calling you ‘Commodore Y/N.’”

“Answer the question!”

“I’ve no idea either. I woke up and saw the article, same as you. Though…”

“Though what?!” You didn’t realize you were yelling until there was a knock at your door from an officer asking if you were okay. You dismissed the officer, telling him there was no issue.

“Don’t you remember, last week? I don’t blame you for forgetting a bit since we were both drunk, but we did get married.”

“We did not! I—” You stopped, suddenly remembering the events of last week.

—

Your ship docked on Monkey Island, and you could finally indulge yourself in a rare, well-needed break. With the sun setting and the officers you lead staying onboard the ship, you decided the first thing you’d do was head to a bar.

“One Negroni, please!” You smiled at the bartender, ready to drink to your heart’s content.

A man’s voice came behind you, “Make it two.” You heard the man move the stool beside you to take a seat. “Didn’t expect to see you here, Commodore Y/N.”

“It seems my reputation precedes me—” you turned to your side, shocked to see ‘Fire Fist’ Ace grinning in front of you. He was a well known pirate, though this wasn’t the first time you had the displeasure of seeing him. “What are you doing here, ‘Fire Fist?’”

His grin didn’t seem to falter when he saw you receive your drink and take a small sip from it. “You’re not gonna chase me around or even try to arrest me?”

“I’m off duty, I have no reason to do more than what is needed right now.”

“Really? Not even a sense of justice?”

“Not when I’m off the clock.”

“Fair enough,” Ace paused, taking a huge swig of his own drink. “Y’know, you’re always chasing me around, I see you more than some of my own crewmates. And yet, I barely know anything about you.” He raised his drink, waiting for you to do the same. “Tell me about yourself.”

As soon as you finished your drink, you were asking for another. “Even if I’m off the clock, I won’t fraternize with a pirate like you.”

You really need to control your drinking habits.

“You mean to tell me your grandfather is Garp the Fist, Hero of the Marines, yet you and your brothers dreamt of becoming pirates?” You hiccuped, downing another shot you couldn’t even be bothered to count anymore.

“What’s wrong with that? Being a pirate is way cooler than being a marine!”

“It’s ironic ‘s all—and being a marine is wayyy cooler!”

“Nuh uh.”

“Uh huh!”

“Nuh uh!”

“Uh huh!”

“Whatever.” Ace attempted to pour more into his cup, emptying the contents of the bottle. “Ah, Y/NNN, let’s go now. ‘M bored here.”

“Wait! One more!” You held your cup in the air. Ace mirrored your actions until your cups collided together. The both of you pulled your cups away and drank the last bits of alcohol.

You tossed a bit of berri onto the counter, waving the bartender goodbye as you pulled Ace out of the bar. The city was full of lights, enough to blind the both of you in your drunken stupor.

“Did I ever tell you,” Ace slurred. “How pretty you look whenever you chase me?”

“You tell me all the time. Did I ever tell youuu how you would totally be my type if you weren’t a pirate? I always thought you would look soo good in a marine uniform.” You giggled.

“I would never be anything but a pirate!”

Your eyes caught sight of a building whose lights seemed to shine brighter than any other place. You tugged Ace’s arm and pointed to it. “Let’s go there.”

He squinted his eyes, looking in the direction you were pointing at. “Arctic…Chapel…You wanna get married?”

You didn’t bother to understand his question as your face began to feel warm. “Ace you can’t ask me like that!” You pulled him towards the building’s direction, “Let’s goo!”

Ace didn’t protest, even more excited than you.

——

As you recalled the events, you groaned. “Oh my god. We were drunk and went into that stupid chapel. We walked into that stupid chapel and now everyone thinks we’re married!” You started laughing in a way that almost scared Ace.

“But…we did get married.”

“No we didn’t.”

“We did. Hang on a second.” There were sounds of shuffling from Ace’s line on the snail. You heard the sound of a Cameko snail clicking. “Do you have a Proko snail with you?”

“I do…”

“Great, turn it on.”

You did as he said and turned your Proko snail on. As soon as it was on, it projected a marriage certificate. A marriage certificate with both yours and Ace’s names on it. Your eyes widened at the sight. There were official documents of you and Ace being married.

“Let’s get divorced.”

“Wha– why? I don’t wanna get divorced!”

“We were drunk, and I can’t be married to a pirate! I could lose my job over this!” You were screaming into the snail at this point.

“You could be a pirate and join the Whitebeard crew!”

“No way! I like being a marine. Why don’t you join the marines and you could work under my command!”

“C’mon, bein’ a pirate is way better than bein’ a marine!”

You were growing annoyed with Ace. Just as you were about to respond back, a knock interrupted your conversation with Ace. “C-commodore Y/N?”

“What is it? I’m busy.”

“You see, uh—”

Suddenly the door slammed open. Once you saw who opened the door, you ended your conversation with Ace and stood straight into a salute. “Vice Admiral Garp, sir.”

“No need to be so formal with me. We’re family now, aren’t we?” Garp walked into your office, dismissing the officer who led him there. “So, what’s this about your union with my grandson?

I think this suits him a little too well <3

Day THREE: Family/AU/Outfit Swap

(If anyone has a Straw Hat member that you want me to properly outfit swap with Barto, let me know!)

Nasty fucking freak

Cheese!

Me muero que lindooo💜💖💖💖💖

Future Kids PART 2

a/n: PART TWO AND MY FAV PART NGL anyways i went full indulgence on shinsou lol hes the insporation for all this anyways

Gosh not me after writing and going way to far into my world for shinsou eek

pairings: midoriya x reader, shinsou x reader, shoji x reader

warnings: none, fluff

summary: they meet their kids from the future

Part 1

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Midoryia Izuku

- he was fixing the leg on one of the chair in the commons when a kid jumped on him

- he coughed and sat up in alarm

- he almost hit the chair ngl

- “DADDY!! Hi! You’ll never guess what happened today! A kid got her quirk in class and then she lost control and then it hit me! Wait why are you so tiny and small? Did you shrink or something? And why are you so soft?” she poked his cheek a couple times

- he just blinked at her

- she looked about 7?

- he couldn’t help but notice she was a literal carbon copy of him

- well her hair was long and sort of like yours but it was green

- and her eye shape looked like yours

- he blushed a bit at catching himself comparing her to you

- “um hello? Whats your name?” he asked her as he shifted a bit to look at her better

- “d-daddy you don’t know my- my name??” she was about to cry

- he panicked

- his arms were flying around everywhere

- “NO NO I- I know your name!” he lied trying to save her from crying

- she smiled and hopped off him

- honestly he was lucky she had a back pack on her with her name on it or else he never would have figured it out

- he got a bag of fruit snacks out of the pantry and handed it to her

- “so Sakura where does your mom work?” he asked her as she ate

- maybe he could drop her off there

- “come on daddy you know this, she works with you at the deku-(your hero name) agency” she said calmly

- dekus face went red again

- that was his hero name

- and your

- and agency

- he stuttered out words that didn’t make a lot of sense

- the little girl turned to him and grabbed both his hands

- she placed them on her cheeks and squirshed her face in between them

- he gave her a puzzled look

- “well this is what mommy does when you started freaking out, I thought it would work,” she smiled up to him

- he had tears in his eyes on hearing that

- ok 

- so he had his kid from probably the future sitting next to him at the table

- now what

- well the universe had an answer for that

- and the answer was your ass chasing one Denki Kaminari at high speed through the front door

- “DENKI KAMINARI, YOU IDIOT IM GOING TO PUNCH YOU SO HARD YOULL BE STUCK IN THE CEILING FOR A WEEK!” you yelled

- the blonde squeaked before bolting to Midoriya

- “MIDORIYA! You have to help me!” he begged, not seeing the small girl next to him

- “w-what did you do?” he hadnt seen you this mad since Bakugou had blown up your homework on accident

- “I- I might have failed at hitting Kirishima and shocked Y/n with a lot of volts,” it all came out in a rush

- your growled at him and he ran up the stairs before anything else could happen

- you were about to follow before you fully took in your surroundings

- Midoriya was here

- there is a small child next to him

- they just saw you basically growled

- shit

- “umm- heyy~” you smiled a bit and flattened your hair down to look a bit nicer

- “hi y/–”

- “MAMA!! GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TODAY!”

- Sakura bounded up to you

- you reflexively dropped and she jumped to hug you

- you blinked at the floor before looking to Midoriya

- “Izuku whats happening?” you mouthed to him

- he opened his mouth to respond but nothing came out

- he could just stare as your attention got drawn back in my the girl at she adamantly told you her earlier story

- the similarities between him and Sakura were obvious but when she stood next to you it was obvious you two were related some how

- everything subtle about her was you

- honestly he caught on quickly and there was a serge of pride

- all he was thinking was that you both did a good job

- he smiled at you both 

- his heart swelled at you being so motherly

- he gulped though when you gave him a knowing glance

- you were smart

- you had eyes

- so you joined their little snack break, turning to the boy after showing the girl where the waters were

- “Im taking this as a sign”

- “a- a sign for wh- what?”

- “a sign I should ask you out now”

- he stuttered out a yes for almost five minutes

- Sakura had come back in the middle of it and hopped in his lap

- that didnt help

- she ended up going back about an hour later

- almost gave Izuku a heart attack

Shinsou Hitoshi

- so you were the one that this one starts with

- you were coming out of the shower when you found a boy looking to be 15 sitting on your bed

- you verbally yelled

- you were lucky you changed in the bathroom

- “GET OUT WHAT THE FUCK!” you had your math book in your hand and above your head in seconds

- “WAIT DONT SWING HOLD ON MOM!” he yelled and hopped up before thinking

- “WHO ARE YOU CALLING MOM?!”

- “PUT THE BOOK DOWN IM SORRY!” he panicked

- you looked at him for a second before slowly putting your ‘weapon down’

- “who are you”

- “well um I don’t think you’ll believe me but uhh i’m your son,” he sat down on your bed again

- you gave him a look

- he sighed

- “well I- ok well ya see Chiyo- oh crap I mean my sister- just got her quirk and it’s weird time travel or warps or something like that and I was watching her and Aron- my brother- while you and dad were out on a date and she lost control or something and now I’m here and I don’t know,” he sighed, putting his head in his hands

- you stared at him

- he did look like you 

- like a lot like you

- the only thing that wasn’t you was the small features that made him more defined

- “are the other two here to?” you asked sitting down in your desk chair

- “I- I think so? I don’t know where though and I knew this was your old room so I thought I’d ask you if you’d seen them,” he sighed again “ugh I’m sorry mom”

- you were starting to grasp everything now

- “its alright you didn’t do anything,” you smiled when he looked up at you. “well lets go find the other two… um”

- “koshi”

- “koshi” you repeated

- you were both walking around the campus looking for the other two

- he told you different things that wouldn’t ruin the future

- he said Chiyo was the youngest, almost 6

- Aron was 10

-  you had to stop him a lot from saying to much

- you both had found your way to a training area when all might caught both of your attentions

- “Y/N!” the retired hero yelled over to you

- he had a small girl hold his hands that also looked suspiciously like you

- well minus the eyes they were a bright purple and the violet streak that ran through her hair

- “all might?” Koshi sounded amazing at the sight of him

- you laughed a bit

- Chiyo let go of his hand and sprinted to you

- “ MAMA I WAS SO SCARED! But the mr all might helped me! Oh oh and Koshi! Yay!” he patter her head when you picked her up

- he was still overly amazed by all might

- like midoriya level interested

- all might came to talk to you both

- you dont blame him 

- you bumped koshis arm to get him to ask for an auto graph before walking a little away to give them some space

- then Shinsou and Aizawa came around the corner

- you didnt see at first, to preoccupied with the girl in your arms that acted way to much like you to be healthy

- but shinsou sure as heck noticed you

- he had had a ten year old run straight in the middle of a training session a half an hour ago and almost kicked him in the gut

- and when the basically mini shinsou started going on a rant about now knowing where the heck Chiyo and Koshi were he was left completely confused

- Aizawa was the one who ended up getting the kid to calm down and tell them his name and enough info to find whoever he was talking about

- “alright hold on who did you say your parents were?” aizawa asked while pinching the bridge of his nose

- “Hitoshi and Y/n Shinsou,”

- shinosu spat the water out he was drinking

- aizawa eyes widened

- the kid was clearly to old for that to be right now

- then he told them how he got there and they all went to go find you

- when they found you with a little girl and a boy talking to all might they knew who the kids were right away

- “Oh Shinsou Hey!!” you adjust the girl and waved to him

- he gave you a small wave and came up to you with Aron on his heels

- “mom! thank goodness” the ten year old came up and hugged you “woah is that all might?!” you laughed and nodded before he went and joined his brother

- “so um.. Y/n I have something to tell you,” shinsou rubbed the back of his neck when you smiled at him

- he opened his mouth to talk when Chiyo cut him off

- “whos y/n?” she looked between you two. 

- “well that would be me,” you smiled at her and poked her sides

- she laughed a bit “no, daddy always calls you ‘love’ or ‘kitty’, thats your name mama” she giggled

- shinsou audibly gulped

- you smiled and raised your eyebrows at shinsou

- “you figured it out didnt you”

- you laughed

- “oh what? The fact that our entire family is here?” 

- shinsou sighed and nodded

- the boys came running back over to you two, both with papers in hand and incredibly big smiles while all might went over to aizawa to ask what the heck was happening

- “oh dad! Hi! you were a lot smaller when you were my age,” Koshi snorted at that last part while Aron started showing of his autograph to you

- “hey im not that small ya brat”

- “lot smaller than you are when we’re around,” Koshi shot back

- definitely has shinsous attitude

- “hey mommy, why IS daddy so tiny?” the girl in your arms asked

- you and the boys both busted out laughing at that one

- shinsou took the girls from your arms and started poking her sides quickly as she laughed

- “why you little” he said as she laughed

- you all ended up having a family day

- they ended up running into midoriya and all of them rushed him yelling about Uncle deku

- oh so i get stuffed on being small but not him” shinisou muttered next to you

- you snorted at that one

- they ended up all disappearing and going back around 9 that night

- and Shinsou finally had a good opening to ask you out

Shoji Mezo

- we all know that there is nothing in this boys room except his desk and bed right

- so when he was chilling on the balcony and heard a soft thud he knew nothing had fallen and was like

- huh now?

- so he turn around

- and finds a little girl?

- she looks like 5? maybe?

- shes looking around her from her spor on the floor

- she looks super calm too like

- whats going on

- Shoji just walks into his room slowly so he doesn’t scar her

- he pulled up his mask before heading in and kneeling down

- “hello?” he just sits in front of her a little distance away

- he really doesn’t want to freak her out

- she whips around to him and her smile is so freaking big

- she jumps on him

- “PAPA!!” shes so happy right now

- he doesn’t know what to do

- papa?? hes not a dad? maybe he looks like her dad, ya thats it

- “I- um how did you get in here?” he asked as he put a hand on his back

- she let go of his neck and and plops herself down in his lap and starts ranting about this annoying kid in her class

- his name is Kano and he always over does his actions

- shojis impressed with how she talks ngl

- kinda sounds like him as a kid

- she gets to the part on when he pointed his hand at her and some light happened and she ended up here

- “anyways papa wheres mommy?” she stands u on his knee and smiled at him

- “uhhh,” he doesn’t exactly know what to do for a second

- then she started talking again

- she seemed to talk a lot

- it kind of reminded him of how you for into your rants 

- “wait why are you wearing your mask?”

- he froze

- what? does she wan him to take it off? why? 

- “you don’t normally wear your mask with me? are you uncomfortable with me now?”

- once again he was impressed by how she talked for a five year old

- he couldn’t really dwell on it to long cause she was getting teary eyed and her lip in wobbling

- he panics a bit

- he doesn’t have to much experience with kids or how to stop crying

- then the light of his life and savior came through the door

- now you two had already been dating

- so you just coming into his dorm was completely normal

- “Hey babe! I brought some snacks and my dvd play– oh are you…. busy?” you entered and looked up

- you blinked at the girl that was almost crying in his lap

- at least until she physically brightening

- she kicked of of the large boy and ran into you

- “MOMMY!!” she basically screamed before latching onto your leg

- you were very confused honestly

- mommy who now?

- shoji was suspiciously red in the corner

- he had noticed how she had looked like you

- minus the hair color and eyes

- you bent down a bit and picked her up on reflex

- “uh shoji? whats happening?”

- “I dont know”

- both of you agreed that you need to go tell mr aizawa

- so you walked there, the little girl messing with your hair

- “by the way, what your name tiny?” you asked, bumping you hip to readjust her a bit

- “mama you know my name,” she giggled 

- you thought for a second

- “but do you?”

- “of course I do mommy!! It’s Aniko!!” she huffed and crossed her arms

- shoji watched you both from his spot next to him

- he never would have come up with something that fast to figure out her name

- when aizawa saw the kid in your arms he looked between you two before sighing

- after shoki said what happened he said that they would figure it out in the morning and just have her stay with one of you tonight

- she was already falling asleep on your shoulder anyways

- so you both just walked back to your dorm setting her in your bed before shoji and you stepped out for a minute

- “I am so sorry about this,” he sighed

- yo just laughed

- “oh dont worry hun. Shes funny. Not to mention Im pretty perfect if I do say myself,” you smiled up to your boyfriend

- he smiled at your little display of pride

- so you both went in the room, he kissed your daughters forehead, then kissed you and left for his room

- you noticed the girl slightly fading as you tucked her in and had a feeling she would be gone by morning

- shoji freaking a bit when he opened your door and found no child but caught on fairly fast lol

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I finished the shirt cut art meme with Vincent :)c also decided to upload them separately!

My SUPER long Bayverse Turtle Headcanons

PART ONE - Their 'Anatomy' Edition

(Bruh, I've been thinking so hard about this shit. Completely based off real turtle anatomy and problems!)

Nocturnal eyesight. Mostly. It's not perfect but still pretty good. They're eyes glow in the dark (2014). It's a sign of reflecting light in the eyeball. Cats have it.

They all have third eyelids. They look like a milky white film. They can't really control it, and they only appear when they are sick, underwater, under bright sudden light, during combat, or sometimes when they are unconscious. They can see just fine through them.

Churrs are rare. Even rarer the older they get. Sounds like a super deep, rabid fire, 'thuckthuckthuckthuckthuck-' in their chest. It's a vulnerable sound and it's super inhuman- they hate it about themselves. Continuous churrs usually only happen when they are asleep (they can't help it). But you might hear it on an exhale as he cuddles you, or when he whips his head around in anger, or when he yanks you into a hard hug after a scare, or yelp one out when he gets a bad kick to the face-

They shed. They're scutes and skin get EXTREMELY dry and tight before the layers start peeling off. Large areas of their exposed body are humanoid epidermis, but it still sheds off. They prefer to stay in the water during shedding weeks. The faster they get this itchy shit off, the better-

Shells have sensation, but it's weird, and your turtle will NOT be able to explain it in a way that makes sense. Yes, they feel your hand. No, they are not in crippling pain when shot with a bullet. The sensitivity is just...weird.

They 'hibernate'. But not in a way you think. Outsiders see it as an extreme case of 'winter blues'. Their routines, personalities, and/or rationality don't change a bit. But they are way more hungry, tired, irritable, and lazy than usual. You will see each turtle passed out holding a mug of hot coco at least once during winter.

Next up, they do have mating season. But its way WAY less sexy than you'd think. Just getting out of 'Winter Blues', Spring Fever is a two week window when they are extra hormonal, super hungry, extremely irritable to each other and absolutely chalk FULL of energy. Frequent sexy times are a good way to release all this pent up stress😏

They have stripes. Not really a headcanon. Donnie literally has stripes on his neck and Mikey has the most beautiful zebra shell ever. Leo and Mikey have pretty color patterns on their plasteron. Raph kinda does too. I'm sure all four have them in places, they're just super faint.

Shell-rot is something they have to watch out for constantly. So they take daily showers to keep bacteria from staying on their scales and shell too long. Mold can eat away their plasteron, like how sugar causes cavities in your teeth. But it's less about 'holes'; Their shells get squishy, bloody, stink like rotten flesh and it's utter agony. AND if the infection gets in their blood- that's super bad news. Donnie has signs of shell rot scarring under his backpack (top of his shell). Leo has some rot scars on his plasteron. Raph needs to REALLY look out for it because of the cracks in his shell.

Pyramiding is scary as shit. All the turtles except MIKEY show bad signs of it. It's a sign of poor diet and lighting. Too much protein and not enough sunlight can cause their scutes to build up and grow weird, until their shell starts growing INWARD like a bowl instead of outward like a hill.

Turtle eye infections are super easy to get and they HATE IT. Their eyes get irritated and goopy, sometimes going bloodshot and it's hard to open their third eyelid. The eyeballs were mutated a lot, but not so much as to spare them from easy eye infections. They treat these infections with turtle eye drops they get from the pet store. It works.

They produce a LOT of body heat. A lot. A kiss from a ninja turtle is just as warm as a human. They mutated into endothermic humanoid organisms, capable of maintaining a constant body temperature on their own. They are also big guys with big bodies 😂 (Sweating in the plane in Oots, hardly no blankets in cold sewer, no shivering while running around in the snow in the first movie, or the outside ceremony at the end of oots, ect, ect.) While cuddling, your turtles cooler plastron will be your only savior when trying not to die of heat. No, you really won't need blankets. Trust me.

Their shells are super light. Listen, the shells look and sound like they add maybe two hundred pounds to each turtle. But they walk around and do ninja stuff without dying immediately from horrific internal injuries.

Their shell is supported by their ribcages. Like an internal hug around the chest. Their spine and ribs look a lot more like our own. They have a moving diaphragm. Mutated cartilage systems create support and space between their spine and carapace, creating a 'bullet proof' system to absorb impact, and space for things like 'shoulder bones' and 'diaphrams' to move. AND flexibility to tuck into their shells.

Cracking the shell could still be lethal. Much like cracking the shell of an actual turtle. But that is much more difficult to do with these guys. Raph was walking around with zip ties glued to his shell for a while (after the first movie) and he had to tell April what they were for.

⛥ﾟ・。 sample

synopsis: prequel to pocus -- katakuri's dreams of you come to a head when he learns that the two of you are already engaged to be married. and to make matters worse, your ex-boyfriend makes a rather unpleasant appearance while the sweet commander is picking up his order of doughnuts.

cw: fluff, comfort, angst if you squint, katakuri is katakuri, KATAKURI DOES NOT PLAY ABT YOU, he is twenty-one, you are twenty, for context smoothie is eight, your ex is an asshole, katakuri's got it baaad.

a/n: good golly this man is fine

"C-Commander!" you mewled, the pillow under your hips slipping under Katakuri's relentless pace.

His blunt nails dug into the flesh of your hips, a smirk rising to his lips at the way you were already gone.

His hand roamed your ass, mesmerized by the way it jiggled with each of his powerful thrusts.

Perfect... plump... round...

Seeing you bend over the ovens at your bakery, he knew it would be.

But seeing it for himself?

Squeezing tighter, he kneaded the supple flesh, strengthening his hold as he adopted a quicker, rougher pace.

"O-Oh, yes! Ngh! Kuri-Kuri f-fuck," you keened, the air in your lungs slowly but surely leaving you. "Feels s'good!"

Your cries drifted far past the room, so far that the Sweet General was sure the servants within the maid's quarters could hear them.

But he wanted you louder.

He wanted you shrieking.

He had wanted this for so long, wanted to feel the way you fit him.

Wanted to hear the way you spoke his name wrapped in pleasure.

Everything of you, he wanted.

Needed.

Katakuri needed you.

Somehow, he'd managed to hold out for this long, but his luck wouldn't last with the way you were clawing the comforter, moans rising as he switched angles.

But in an instant, it was all snatched away.

Breathless, Katakuri shot straight up in his bed, heart thundering in his chest.

Swallowing thickly, he quickly glanced down at his lap, his cum hot and sticky against his skin, and his half-chubbed length angrily confined by his boxers.

It happened again...

A faint flush of pink rose to his cheeks at the sight, the Yonko commander swiftly brought back to the countless other nights where he had awoken to the same scene.

There was something about you, something about your presence that instantly returned him to his teen years—where an ass and a couple of moans could make him cum in his pants.

God, this was wrong.

You were so kind, so sweet, yet his dreams consisted of nothing but ruining you for any and every other man to follow him.

Unable and unwilling to reckon with what your image had just done to him, he settled for flopping back on his bed, staring up at the ceiling with a blank, annoyed look.

How the hell was he going to face you tomorrow?

"Ah, Commander!" you beamed, warmly waving to the man as he entered through your large door. "I was just about to send Kota."

Quickly, you scurried toward your display case, pulling out the tray with ten, normal-sized doughnuts of varying flavors.

"I've got the samples you ordered right here. Freshly glazed."

Silently, the man nodded, fighting off the flush threatening to rise to his ears as he crossed his arms over his chest.

He avoided all eye contact with you, making a point to look anywhere but your smiling face as he leaned against the wall.

Every time he met your gaze, images of last night would flash in mind, further adding to the pit of guilt already sinking in his chest for thinking of you in such a way.

It made him feel dirty, and suddenly undeserving of your kindness

"Kota, come box these up for me, yeah?" you called, your young apprentice quickly scurrying to your aid.

"Yes, ma'am!" he nodded, carefully taking the tray before returning to the back room

His eagerness made you smile, the sight intensifying the rhythm of Katakuri's heartbeat as he watched you return to your work.

"I know it's not your usual, but I think you'll like the new blueberry lemon doughnut I made this morning," you attempted to strike up a conversation, going back to glazing the rest of the morning's doughnuts. "Smoothie came by earlier and said it's her favorite so far."

Katakuri hummed, seemingly uninterested in what you had to say as he glanced around your huge bakery—the size was accommodating to commoners as well as those of his height.

Confused, your face slightly fell, unsure of what you did to warrant such a cold response.

Sure, the Minister of Flour was not the warmest person you'd ever met, but he certainly wasn't this icy.

Especially not to you.

You figured the both of you were far past this stage, having gone through the whole "stoic and silent" rigmarole months ago.

It took ages to get the Minister of Flour to warm up to you even a little bit, but when he did?

The change was like night and day.

He turned off his observation haki for the first time in...well, who knows how long.

He allowed himself to participate in easy conversation.

Hell, once you could've swore he let out a quiet chuckle at a joke you made.

But all of that seemed to be completely gone now, as if it were never there.

You were one of the Big Mom Pirate's closest and most trusted personal bakers, so you had dealt with your fair share of volatile personalities.

But his was odd, even for a Charlotte.

Just then, the bell on your door let out a delightful little jingle, snapping both yours and Katakuri's attention to the familiar face walking in.

Your eyes went wide, before your brows quickly furrowed in an unsavory scowl.

"Get out."

At that, the man laughed, amused by your somewhat poor attempt at intimidation.

"That's how it is? No hello or how are ya?" he sneered, slowly walking up to the counter.

"Get the hell out of here, Gino! I told you I never wanted to see your face again!"

"(y/n)... baby... c'mon... you really meant tha—?"

"Every damn word," you swiftly answered, taking a large, tentative step back as he continued to approach. "Don't come any closer!"

"Or what? You'll bake me to death? Turn me into a jelly doughnut?" he smirked, mockingly.

You scoffed, quickly turning around and rushing into the backroom, "Kota! Get my bat!"

Annoyed, Gino let out a harsh sigh, moving to lean against the counter before glancing at the Sweet Commander.

"Women, amiright?" he griped, rolling his eyes as he pointed his thumb in your direction. "All this drama for what? Gimme a few minutes to talk and she'll be crawlin' back in no time."

He chuckled to himself, seemingly proud of this "fact".

"She always does."

A vein bulged in Katakuri's forehead at the statement, the furrow in his brows deepening and muscles tightening in an instant.

As he watched your interaction, he waited patiently, gauging your reaction to the man and the danger level in order to plan his response accordingly.

'Looks like they had some sort of romantic relationship... an ex-boyfriend, perhaps?'

Audibly, you were rummaging around in storage, frantically searching for your father's prized baseball bat.

'If she feels such a need to arm herself, then he must have a history of violent behavior... an interaction like this must've turned physical before.'

The man's jaw clenched at the thought, a certain feeling bubbling in his stomach the he had never felt before.

It made him want to gag and flay Gino's remains after a Mochi-flavored beat-down.

'It's settled then.'

"Hey, I just realized... aren't you the—?"

Without hesitation, Katakuri cut off his sentence, his mochi arm wrapping tightly around the scumbag's neck before hoisting him in the air and dragging him forward, until he was finally at his level.

"I am only going to say this once. Fail to follow direction and I will not hesitate to kill you along with your entire family... understand?"

Frantically, the man nodded, utterly wracked with fear.

"Good... now, when I release you, you are going to take the first ship off Whole Cake, continuing to travel on until you make it to Cacao Island. There, you will effectively leave Mama's territory and begin your pitiful attempt at surviving in the New World without her protection."

His grip tightened, further constricting the man's airflow as he continued on.

"If you do not get on that ship, I will know. If you turn around, I will know. If you do not reach Cacao Island by the end of the day, I will know."

Suddenly, an imaged of you flashed in his mind, reminding him of the ultimate reason for his fury.

"And if you so much as look at... think of... or utter my fiancée's name in my presence again... I will see to it personally that your body is put six feet under the ground."

Pulling him closer, Katakuri didn't stop until his face was right in front of Gino's, his fiery, ruby red eyes blazing fiercer than the pits of hell.

See, what Gino couldn't have possibly known was that last night the Sweet Commander had attended an emergency summons from his mother, where he learned that he was engaged to be married to one of Whole Cake Island's most eligible bachlorettes.

You.

Of course, it was a strictly political contract between his mother and your father, and given your rather normal reaction to seeing him in the shop today, he figured your father had failed to tell you yet about the arrangement.

But even still... he now had a responsibility to you.

A responsibility he would not take lightly.

"Do. I. Make. Myself. Clear?"

Unable to speak, Gino simply nodded in agreement, practically paralyzed with fear.

With that response, Katakuri swiftly tossed him to the ground, allowing the man to scurry to his feet like the vermin he was.

"Good... now get out of my sight."

The Sweet Commander didn't even fully finish his sentence before Gino was already on the run, sprinting toward the nearest port like a madman.

The sight almost brought a smile to Katakuri's face, were it not for his haki predicting your well-timed approach.

"All right, asshole, you wanna try me now!" you spat, bursting from the backroom with bat in hand.

But, to your surprise, your ex-boyfriend was nowhere to be found, only Katakuri remaining within your small lobby.

"Huh? Where'd he go?" you asked, raising a brow in confusion.

"Away," he answered, curtly, crossing his arms over his chest once again.

"Damn... I really wanted to use this on him..."

"Commander Katakuri, sir!" Kota rushed forward, running out from behind the counter before presenting the man your signature box. "Your sample doughnuts, as requested. I apologize for the wait."

Taking them, he offered a thankful nod, carefully tucking them against his side.

"No need. I understand the... odd circumstances," slowly, his gaze turned to you, his expression somehow turning more serious than it already was. "But doughnuts aren't all I came here for."

For the first time in a long time, nerves seemed to be fluttering in his belly, rendering him partially immobile under your soft gaze.

But he was doing what had to be done.

A woman deserved to know she was getting married before the day of her wedding.

And a woman deserved to know why.

"(y/n)... you and I need to talk... Alone."