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[sandpumpkin]

Family Photo

I'm just dying over this beautiful art @erupancakes gifted me

(♡˙︶˙♡) a family photo. Croco-chan looks so handsome ;w;

and look at little Chomp, such a little rapscallion. (ღ˘⌣˘ღ)

I'm going to stare at this forever. -crying-

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[husbandograveyard]

-rolls in- Pumpkin here!! Congratulations with all the followers!! I'm new but I'm loving your work so much!!!! Could I request 41 with Crocodile please :)

My very very first time writing for Sir Crocodile, I hope I did him a little bit justice so you can enjoy some of that SandPumpkin goodness!  (´｡• ω •｡`) ♡

Ranting to one croc about the other - Crocodile x Reader 

Cliché with Bae event - Prompt #41: Overhearing they have feelings for you

Character: Crocodile - Word Count: 1.9k words (oop it long!) 

No other warnings 

He hadn’t meant to stop and listen. He actually was on his way to something way more important. But when he heard your familiar soft voice speak up in frustration from the room where the Bananawanis were fed, he just had to stop, telling himself it was just to make sure you were okay. After all, his beloved pets could be vicious and he should’ve known better than to make his assistant handle feeding time. But you had insisted, telling him you found it therapeutic to do, and that you loved the animals just as much as he did. But well, he would lie if he’d say he wasn’t a little bit concerned for your safety and thus he had stopped and listened, just to hear what you were saying, ready to bust in and save you from his pets, if it needed be. Of course, he’d be denying that he checked up on you, only half a lie since he did intend to do something else. You were just a little bit too distracting.

“I don’t get it… he hires me, clearly not needing an assistant, cause he keeps an eye on everything himself. So I think, hmmm, maybe he’s interested. Gets me gifts, makes sure I don’t do dangerous stuff, even wanted me to stay away from you lovely bananababies.”

You smooched the smaller bananawani’s face a little bit, something that the beast would normally chomp someone’s head off for, but for some reason, it stayed still, contently nomming on the food you brought it earlier, letting you pet its rough leathery skin and smoosh its face. It was quite the sight that would have made Crocodile chuckle if he wasn’t so focussed on the things you were saying.

It was clear you were talking about him. And well, you were right in your observations, he had noticed you in the casino, clearly feeling uncomfortable with whoever your company was that had dragged you there. He usually couldn’t care less about who was in his establishments and whether they were enjoying themselves or not, but there was something about you that had pulled him in, and he had made some of the staff go over to you so you could ‘escape’ from your company and get some rest.

Whatever happened after had been a real rollercoaster of emotions, from relief to terror about leaving them behind, to confusion to ultimately even more confusion when the staff had told you that Sir Crocodile himself had offered you to stay the night so you wouldn’t have to return to an uncomfortable and possibly dangerous situation. An offer you couldn’t refuse, after all, anything was better than going back inside, and on top of that, who would dare to say no to Sir Crocodile.

You didn’t even see him the very first days, but staff had told you you could stay around as long as you wanted. You didn’t want to impose on them, but after ditching your company, you didn’t really have anywhere else to go to and stayed a couple of days. You only met Crocodile a handful of times before he offered you to stay and live in the mansion, in exchange for being his secretary. It was a strange offer, but at the time, you didn’t know any better and had accepted. The life you had been leading for the past couple of days was much better than how you had been living before, and the small tasks Crocodile made you do were not even close to the amount of work you had to do before. It was well worth it.

It was months later now, you regularly spending time with your boss and finding yourself enjoying his company a lot more than you had initially anticipated. And you had thought because of his strange actions, offering you a job and a new home, making sure you weren’t in need of anything, getting you gifts that you were sure of were extremely expensive, and every now and then he had been extremely pleasant company if he had the time to relax in between his work, so you thought that he might be feeling the same way. Yet he had made no moves or advances at all, keeping quite some physical distance. It confused you and made you feel insecure, maybe he did all of that out of pity? Then again, he didn’t seem like the person to do so much for someone out of pity. You didn’t know anymore, and that had lead up to the conversation you were now having with the bananawani.

“But he does keep his distance… so I don’t know, I clearly have fallen for him and it’s getting harder and harder to hide it around him, he sees right through people, y’know? And well, I don’t want him to hate me, or even fire me, I kind of like the life here. So I guess I should wait until I get over it. But God knows how long that is going to take... “ You sighed deeply, giving the gator another piece of meat before continuing your rant, the animal almost nodded as it grabbed the meat, and you took it as an encouragement to keep talking.

“My sweet wani, why must feelings and love always be so complicated?” You lovingly patted the banana shape on its head. “I wish I could just go up to him and tell him: Sir, I really love you, but y’know.. without facing the consequences. I am just absolutely terrified, and I’d never do that, just imagine,” you nervously chuckled to yourself, “I might just as well pack up all my stuff and go live in the streets somewhere.”

It was all Crocodile had to hear. Of course, he had been interested in you, from the very moment you first captured his attention in the casino without even knowing it. After that, in the first times you met, he was sure that there was something there he had never felt before. He absolutely hated it, no time for love in his line of work, but couldn’t keep you out of his mind, so decided to keep you around, as a secretary, a selfish way to make sure you were safe and not going off with some other men that would do nothing but break your heart.

After all this time, there was no denying that he had feelings for you too, but he had kept his distance. For one, he didn’t want to scare you away or make you feel as if he was using his position of power to simply get what he wanted, which was you, but he was far above misusing his power to such an end. And besides that, he wasn’t even sure if he wanted a relationship at all. Having feelings did not mean one must act upon them.

Overhearing this did change the game. He didn’t want to impose himself on you, but hearing that you were basically frustrated by him not making any advances… he’d be more than willing to fulfill your request. And thus, he casually entered the Bananawani enclosure, pretending he hadn’t been listening for all this time, already decided whatever work he was going to do could wait for him.

You jerked your head up the moment you heard the door open up, and your eyes widened at the sight of your boss walking into the room. You felt your cheeks heat up immediately: had he overheard what you were saying? Because in that case, you might just fling yourself in the gator pool as their next snack. You were so embarrassed already, and he had yet to say a word. You, on the other hand, started stammering half-sentences and words in order to come up with an excuse for what he might have heard as well as the fact that you were just shamelessly petting the creatures he had warned you multiple times to just feed and leave because they could get vicious.

“ehm.. Sir...I, I don’t know if you… ehm.. I.. no… you, I just… ehm”. You stood up, giving the gator one more pat on his banana as it retreated back into the water, content with all the attention it had gotten, and also slightly intimidated by the man who was now only mere inches away from you, his taller figure towering over yours.

“You just…?” there was some amusement in his voice that you had rarely heard before. At this point, you were sure he overheard you and you weren’t sure whether to laugh nervously or cry. Other than the slight amusement, you couldn’t read his expression at all. Was he mad and about to fire you? Did he think you were disrespectful? Ungrateful? Did he just think it was hilarious someone like you could fall for someone like him? That you even hoped you had a chance?

You let your head hang low. “I am sorry Sir Crocodile. I know… I know that what I said was very inappropriate… can… could you please forgive m-”. Before you could even finish your sentence you felt the cold metal of his hook under your chin, forcing you to look up at him. You could feel your legs shaking but complied, there was no way you could not do as he said.

“Don’t tell me you’re about to take your words back y/n. It’d be a shame if you didn’t feel comfortable enough to be honest towards the person you claim to love.” You were turning even redder now, not sure what he even meant, not sure what exactly to reply. You were completely speechless and overwhelmed, but also relieved, as he did not seem to be angry at you. Maybe you wouldn’t have to pack your bags just yet. The smallest of smiles formed on his lips as he discarded the cigar that was in between them, still waiting on your reply.

“I… no, Sir. I did mean what I said. It just wasn’t meant for your ears. -Yet. I am sorry.”

“No need to be sorry, if anything I need to apologize for making you feel as if you would not be good enough.”

At this point, you noticed how close his face was to yours, he had leaned down, but not even intimidatingly so, it felt almost...tender. You kept staring into his light eyes and just stammered, not sure to think up coherent sentences anymore, let alone get them over your lips. Not that that was necessary anymore as they were soon too occupied by those of Crocodile. You were pretty sure your legs gave in completely and you would have fallen to the ground during the kiss, if it wasn’t for the strong hand that was now wrapped around your waist, supporting your lower back.

The kiss was short, crocodile made sure not to overwhelm you with too much all of a sudden, which was a good idea cause the moment he broke away and straightened up a little, you could only stare at him and blink. A slight grin spread across his features, obviously pleased with the reaction he had provoked, and he wondered what other reactions he’d be able to get out of you now that you had taken this step to start an entirely new kind of relationship between the two of you.

“Change out of your work clothes and meet me at my study in half an hour. Work can wait. We’re going for dinner.”

[one-piece-dumpster-fire]

-rolls in dramatically- hello lovely! Could I get a selfish hc with my tall gator 🧡 how he’d react with jewellery/brooches I’ve bought him and forgot he might need help with difficult claps. Is that a hc- -rolls away quickly- I love you! You’re amazing! 🎃🧡

Awww of course💖!!! I hope this suits you my dear Pumpkin, and I tried my best not to make your relationship too ooc hhh🙈💖

SandPumpkin headcanon- suprising the gator with jewelry

it definitely caught him off-guard that you decided to pick up gifts for him, especially since he can’t recall asking for it. And initially, he is not pleased

Crocodile is pretty old-fashioned and certainly doesn’t like it when someone ‘dots’ on him. Plus from his point of view it shouldn’t be the woman who gets the man expensive gifts and jewelry, but definitely the other way around!

That being said, he’s still gonna accept them, albeit it be with a half-grumpy look on his face. There’s no denying that he's curious about what you got for him, but he also makes it a point that you shouldn't continue to 'waste your money' on presents for him

the pirate is ready to try them on and call it a day when suddenly, the clasps don’t seem to work properly. Thanks to that he's quick to get irritated again, almost thinking that you might have purposefully gotten him this to trick or make fun of him-

at first he'll reject your offer to help him. Crocodile is convinced that he can figure it out on his own- I mean this is jewelry, something he's pretty familiar with, so it can't be that hard! ...Unfortunately though, he's proven wrong

the grumpy look on his face only grows and his voice is almost a little snappy when he tells you to come over and put it on him like you initially offered

and since you're already at it, he'll also demand for you to slip the other remaining jewelry that has no claps (like rings) on for him as well

Crocodile is a man who knows what fine craftsmanship looks like, and once you’re done he’s of course going to take his time and examine his new attire before 'jokingly' asking you if you choose these pieces because you thought it might suit him, or if Mister 2 sporned you on to get them for him

although he appreciates the gesture and new items that join his large collection, there is no need for you to get him more. Instead of continuing to buy him excessive jewelry (which he feels he has enough of already) you can just occasionally help him with putting on this jewelry like today. Feeling your warm, smaller hands slip all those large rings onto his fingers or having you fix a brooch to his vest is a lot more interesting anyways

he's also gonna chuckle and tell you that if you plan to woo him, there are many other ways to make it work. He lowkey means this as a joke to try and fluster you but would also be curious to see on what else you might come up with

[doctorgerth]

cooooooler

Congratulations!!! Have some cooooooooler :3

slighty NSFW

you found Killer waiting for you on the deck, he was sat on the railings with his legs apart making those already tight jeans strain. If you weren't hot from the weather, you were certainly feeling hot now. "are you ready?" you asked, glancing around you noticed it was just the pair of you left behind, "did they go on ahead?"

"I thought we'd stay here," Killer said, unclipping his helmet as he slipped from the railings walking over to you., he sat down on the deck setting his helmet down beside him and patted his lap "enjoy some alone time." he said with a playful grin. You sighed, you couldn't say no to him. As you lowered yourself to the floor, Killer wasted no time in pouncing on you and straddled you. 

"got ya." he growled into your neck, nipping at your soft skin. Sitting back up keeping you firmly pinned with his thick thighs, he tugged at his t-shirt slowly lifting it over his chest giving you a close up of his muscular chest, once the t-shirt was over his head he chucked it aside. You watched him carefully. Something clicked in your head.

"Killer..babe...you don't mean to..right here?" you questioned as he fumbled with his belt. 

"Why not? It's just us..and look at this nice weather." he smirked leaning down to kiss you roughly shifting his postion so he sat between your legs, his hand trailing your thighs gently making you shudder. 

"what it-"

"they won't be back for hours." you sighed and relinquished yourself to Killer's very loving attention. He sat up and pulled his shoes off along with his jeans. You had seen him naked before but this was different. Out in the open. On the deck of the ship. Why were you suddenly aching so much?

You reached up to trail his chest slowly planting little kisses across his beautiful chest. "You're like a damn siren.. appearing before me to seduce me with sweet words and fine figure. I won't be won over this easily-" he cut you off with a deep passionate kiss, "mm..I suppose I could be barted with..." 

It was already hot out but it was about to get a lot hotter..

PUMPKINNNN YOU ARE GOING TO BE THE DEATH OF ME AND SO IS KILLER AHHHH

What a great gift thank you for blessing me with this wonderful sin Killer can literally have me wherever, whenever, and however 😩👀🔥

[sandpumpkin]

SandPumpkin ramblings: what if we kissed in front of the bananawani tank.

-screaming in the distance as one of Crocodile’s enemies is fed to the bananwani-

Ah romance XD

[sandpumpkin]

Crocodile Care

SandPumpkin fluff AHOY!! Featuring some tender hand holding! Croco-chan needs some TLC TwT 

@one-piece-dumpster-fire​ (if you still want Sandpumpkin updates I’ve been lazy XD)

It was Hana’s job to take Crocodile his coffee: or a job she insisted on doing from the moment she joined the crew..she enjoyed having an excuse to see him. He had been working all day, not even stopping for dinner. Hana was armed with his coffee and a few other things to hopefully relax him. Climbing the stairs to his cabin, she knocked on the door, she pushed it open and closed it quickly not letting the cold air into his nice warm room. Crossing the room, she set his coffee on the bed side table. Earning a curious stare from Crocodile out of the corner of his eye. She headed over to the tall ex-shichibukai and leaned to plant a soft kiss on his cheek. 

“I thought it might be a good time for a break,” she suggested, resting her head on his shoulder “you’ve been working all day..” she stated, “Please.” she added softly. Crocodile sighed.

“Very well.” Closing his eyes slowly, he felt another kiss set upon his cheek followed by her silent footsteps. Pushing his chair back with a light screech on the wooden floor, he saw she had propped up his cushion and had a change of shirt already in her hands. “What exactly are you planning?” he asked curiously, striding over to her resting his good hand on hair before sliding it slowly around her face tilting it up to him. 

“You need to take a break, so change your shirt. How can you relax if you’re wearing the same clothes you have been all day?” a smirk tugged at his lips this woman.. He held up his hook, giving her the sign she may aid him. Her eyes lit up. She set the shirt down a moment, her hands rolling up his sleeve to unstrap his hook and gingerly pulled it away from his arm almost toppling over from the weight of the golden hook: again. He reached out to steady her before moving to take the hook. “No! I have it!” she half shouted, her cheeks flushed from almost embarrassing herself: again. She set the hook down on the large velveteen cushion on his nightsight and then turned back to him “I always forget how heavy it is. It can’t be good for your shoulders or your back!” 

Again with those senseless concerns. 

He watched her with a smug little grin as she began unbuttoning his orange shirt tugging it slowly out of his trousers and finished unbuttoning the last few pearl buttons. Knowing she couldn’t reach his shoulders, he shrugged the shirt off handing it to her as she passed him the royal blue satin shirt in return. She carefully folded his shirt and left it on his sofa before returning to his side, gesturing to the bed. 

What is she planning? 

Sitting down on his bed, he removed his shoes and swung his legs onto his large bed shuffling back into the mountain of pillows. Hana did not join him straight away. Taking his good hand she deftly removed each of his expensive jeweled rings setting them into the black velvet ring box with his others. “There we go.” she smiled, “please drink your coffee whilst it’s hot, I just have to fetch a few things.” Hana explained, handing him the coffee before hurrying off to his bathroom. He could hear the running of water. As he went to set his cup down, he noticed a tub of cream on his nightstand when did that get there? 

“Croco-chan?” he looked up at her skeptically, she stood with a little basin of water and a towel. Arching a brow at her, awaiting her answer impatiently “Just need to wash your hand first.” she explained setting the bowl down.

“Hmm.”

“Oh.. because you’ll have ink and things on your hand...and..OH.” he relinquished his hand to her and she carefully cradled his hand like it was porcelain submerging it into the bowl “it’s not too hot is it?” she asked quietly, glancing up at him. 

“It’s fine.” he asked lazily, he had endured far hotter things than this. Closing his eyes, he let Hana have her way, strange as it was. She washed his hand and dried it gently with a soft and very fluffy towel. Whatever she was planning was working, he was starting to feel surprisingly relaxed. Soft patter of feet as she took the bowl away and then they hurried right back to him. He cracked an eye open as he felt a weight on the bed, Hana sat in between his legs and rested her back against his chest. In her hand she had the tub of cream that had been on his nightsight. Unscrewing the cap a delicate scent flowed from the tub, 

“It’s Frankincense, it’s supposed to help with relaxation.” she explained, reaching for his hand again, scooping some of the cream out she carefully worked it into his hand, rubbing it in thoroughly “you should take care of your hand more..” she scolded, not that she had any authority in her voice but a gentle soft tone, whenever she spoke to him her voice always held a tone of love and caring. It still perplexed Crocodile that she would speak to him so endearingly. He surrendered himself to Hana’s devotion. She hummed happily as she massaged his calloused and scarred hand. Her touch was so soft against his dry skin. He almost felt sad when she stopped but a strange sensation coursed through his body as he felt her lips against his palm “there we go..” she announced proudly, “you work so hard. Will you let me do this again?” she asked, leaning her head back to look up at him. 

I can’t very well deny that…

“As you wish..” he said flatly. Hana smiled brightly back at him, turning her attention back to his hand. He watched her curiously with hooded eyes, as she trailed her fingers across his palm 

“Your hand is so big.” she said in awe, before slipping her fingers between his curling them against the back of his back. Crocodile blinked, taking a few moments to respond to her action.

 I suppose I don’t hold her hand.. It’s so small. 

He huffed out a chuckle and rested his head on her shoulder using his left arm to tug her closer. Her shoulders drooped contently and placed her other hand on his forearm running thumb across it slowly. “I know you don’t like stuff like this but...let me help you relax..” 

Again..why does she care..

“Do whatever you want,” he mumbled sharply into her shoulder “I don’t ca- mind.” Crocodile needed to soften his tone, just a little, just for her. After all. She had accepted him for everything he was and had been and always showered him in affection to the point where he thought he might drown in it. 

“Croco-chan?”

“Hmm?” 

“I love you.” she stated simply, Crocodile hugged her tighter with his left arm and chuckled deeply.

“And I you.” 

He could get used to this sort of treatment.

[sandpumpkin]

Happy Birthday Croco-chan

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧Happy Birthday to my dearest Sand husband.

Little bit of SandPumpkin to celebrate (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ going to spoil my gator.

@one-piece-dumpster-fire​

Hana was very excited, she had the date on her calendar since she had coerced the delicate information out of Bon-chan. “What’s got you in such a good mood?” Rapunzel asked, handing her another plate to dry.

“Well it’s Croco-chan’s birthday tomorrow!” she replied happily, “I can’t wait to- what’s wrong?” she noticed Rapunzel’s pale face.

“You didn’t know but Boss doesn’t celebrate it.. He’s not really the birthday cheer kinda guy..” Rapunzel explained, but watching her shoulders slump made him feel pretty bad “Well..I mean we can sort something..little out..” he suggested. Bentham had overheard and was equally excited.

“Oh come on Rapi..you can’t have a small party for Zero-chan..it has to be lavish.” Bon whined, spinning around in the dining room. 

“How exactly are you going to distract Boss long enough for us to decorate the place and bake him a cake?” Rapunzel asked, setting his hands on his hips. Hana grinned and tapped her chest proudly. 

“Leave that to me...or Chompy..” Hana turned but then handed Rapunzel a carefully folded piece of paper “I can’t bake..I was thinking of a crocodile cake..too much?” 

Rapunzel laughed loudly looking over the poorly drawn crocodile “Why not. If we’re going all in. I’ll make the most spectacular goddamn crocodile cake ever.” Rapunzel chuckled. How can a party be lavish with a crocodile themed cake?

Hana cheered happily and hurried back to her room, to wrap the rest of Crocodile’s gifts. She couldn’t wait. She loved celebrating her loved ones birthdays. They couldn’t get angry at her for buying the gifts. And she had been hanging onto his gifts for a while now.

-

The next morning everyone was up early. Hana told Crocodile she was working on a new dress the night before and would sleep in her room. She procured Crocodile’s breakfast and morning coffee from Rapunzel and eased Chomp awake who was unhappy at being woken up so early. “Morning my little Chomp. Can you help me?” she asked, the bananawani stretched and rubbed itself against Hana’s legs, like a scaly little cat. “Okay Captain Chomp. Your mission is super important. Today is Croco-chan’s birthday. We need you to distract Croco-chan until we come and get you okay? Just means you get to spend lots of time with papa.” she explained seriously to the small gator.

Elon leant closer to Bentham “does that thing actually understand?” he asked quietly, he watched the small bananawani plod behind Hana and clambered up the stairs to Crocodile’s cabin. “If she pulls this off I’ll be amazed.” Elon mumbled as she entered his cabin. 

-

Crocodile had woken up in a terrible mood. He had become so accustomed to having Hana sleep beside him that it was difficult to sleep without her nearby. She always held his hand or trailed little patterns on his left arm, holding it against her as if protecting what was left of his arm. He found it endearing and slept far better than he ever had. He already slumped at his desk when he heard the knock at the door.

“What!” he barked on instinct.

“Good morning Croco-chan.” Hana’s bright voice came, followed by the patter of little claws.

 I shouted at her again.. She set his breakfast and coffee on his desk, followed by the morning paper. Resting a hand on his arm, she leant to kiss his cheek, nuzzling his face affectionately. 

“I hope you won’t be making a habit of sleeping elsewhere.” he stated, glancing up at her. Hana blushed and smiled softly at him, slipping her arms around his neck. 

“I’m sorry. I won’t..” peppering little kisses across his jaw “I slept terribly.” she added with a little sigh, “I got so used to having you near. I just couldn’t get comfortable or warm enough.”

“Then you should have come back.” he huffed, 

“I know..but it was so late..” Crocodile shot her a look, “I know...but..anyway..” she kissed his cheek again. “I’ll let you eat your breakfast in peace.” Crocodile let the smallest of smiles tug at his lips, he did enjoy hearing how much she missed him and how she doted on him. “I’ll come back for the dishes soon.” she added and hurried out of his cabin. Crocodile sank into his chair reaching for his coffee when he felt something tug on his trouser leg. Peering down he saw Captain Chomp tugging ever so carefully, making a strange kind of growl/mewl. 

“I thought I told her to look after you.” he growled, but the bananawani kept on tugging and nudging his leg until Crocodile gave in, lowering his hook for the gator to climb on allowing Crocodile to lift the small reptile onto his lap. “Only until she comes back for you.” Crocodile warned. Chomp gave a happy sounding snort in response and shuffled into a comfortable spot and fell asleep promptly.  I’m starting to wonder who is actually in charge on this ship. 

Crocodile read the paper in delightful silence and drank his coffee before moving onto some left over work. He only looked up when a knock once again brought him out of his work. 

“Croco-chan?” her voice came again, “it’s time for lunch.” she announced. Lunch? Already? He hadn’t even noticed the time. Chomp wiggled on his lap and plopped onto the wooden floor, scurrying towards Hana. He looked up and noticed the plates had gone. 

“When did you sneak in?” he asked, stretching and rising from his chair. Chomp was already in her arms looking proud, his tail swishing contently. Crocodile noticed her outfit had changed. More flamboyant than this morning. “Going somewhere?” he questioned, walking over to her, tilting her head up as he dipped to steal a kiss. She smiled at him brightly. 

“I just felt like wearing something nice.” She guided him out of the room and towards the dining hall. Crocodile frowned deeply, the ship was too quiet. He inhaled deeply as he put the pieces together. She hasn’t…

 She pushed open the door and moved to the side letting Crocodile in as the lights flicked on and party poppers exploded all around him, showering him in strands of coloured string. 

“Happy Birthday Boss!” they all cheered. Crocodile exhaled slowly, turning to Hana. 

“I assume your doing?” he asked flatly, she tensed under his scrutiny and shuffled nervously with Chomp still in her arms, though the small gator was now donning a typical cone party hat.

“I...just wanted to celebrate your birthday.” she said meekly “it’s not their fault.” she added. Crocodile closed his eyes slowly and reached to tousle her bright orange hair,

“This once.” he stated sternly. She nodded and took hold of his hook guiding him to his usual spot at the head of the table. Planting another kiss on his cheek, she set Chomp down who reclaimed his spot on Crocodile’s lap, proudly wearing its party hat.

What a ridiculous hat. 

He saw Bentham edge towards him with another cone hat in his hand “don’t you even dare bring that near me.” he warned coldly,

“Yes Zero-chan!” 

Hana hurried back to him with an arm full of presents setting them down on the table before him.  “Happy Birthday Croco-chan.” she grinned, looking between him and the parcels with an uncontrollable glee. 

“What did I say about-”

“..but it’s your birthday!” she whined, “I should be allowed to give you gifts on your birthday.” this woman… she was not going to back down today it seemed. Reluctantly he reached for the first present, in a rectangular box he could smell the expensive tobacco from within the colourful wrapping paper. His cold eyes floated up to her again. “You can’t complain about the price of things!” she half shouted, like she knew what he was thinking. Opening the wrapping he saw his favourite brand of cigars awaiting him. Setting the cigars down, he opened the next parcel which was considerably larger and softer, his eyes once again wandered back to Hana who smiled excitedly at him. Tearing the wrapping, he was greeted with a new coat though it was reminiscent of his old coat, that he lost at impel down it was a thick soft fur, in an emerald green with thin white lines across it. A smile tugged at his lips as he trailed his fingers across the fur. He reached and placed a hand on her head. 

“Thank you.” 

The moment those words left his lips, the whole room fell quiet before erupting in cheers “Boss is happy!” 

“This was expensive.” he frowned, giving Hana a knowing look. “There better not be anything else like this.” Hana bit her lip and looked away nervously,

“You might not want to open that parcel..” she advised pointing to a box that was probably a shoe box. “Or that one..” gesturing to a small box with a large bow on top which was most likely another ring. He would have to scold her later about spending so much money on him. One gift would have been more than enough.

“Zero-chan! Open my present next!” Bentham shouted, placing a neatly wrapped gift on top of the pile. 

“I baked you a cake,” Rapunzel added “Pumpkin’s, own design.” he grinned, setting a large bananawani cake on the table. I wasn’t aware I was a child. 

Even Bones added a gift to the pile. Crocodile took a deep breath to calm his temper. This was precisely why he hated celebrating his birthday. He looked at Hana once more, “how exactly did you find out?” he questioned, she pointed to Bentham who tried to hide behind Bones.

“Hana-chan asked!” he whined, 

“But I like to celebrate my friends and loved ones birthdays.” she smiled, leaning in to kiss his cheek again he could feel her smile against his skin. He couldn’t very well be angry at her. He dragged a hand across his face and up through his hair. “Happy Birthday Croco-chan.” she said again. She had no intention of not celebrating again, he could see it in her eyes.  Chomp wiggled on his lap and tried to climb Crocodile's chest. Chomp managed to jump and nudge Crocodile’s jaw, similar to how Hana showed him affection. Bentham ‘awed’ so loudly making Crocodile grimace. “Chomp was giving you a gift too.” Hana chuckled, “shows how much we all care!”

“Come on, let's party!” the crew cheered, finally breaking open the alcohol. As Crocodile had to finish opening his gifts. He shook his head slowly with a slight deep laugh. Never would he had thought he would celebrate such a day again but he didn’t hate it, his favourite gift was seeing her smile so brightly at him. Maybe next year it would be quieter.

[sandpumpkin]

I need a Vacation

Finally wrote a thing for the One Piece of Summer event

@doctorgerth​ 

Prompt 

Swimming?, beach

Character: Crocodile. (ft one pumpkin)

This particular stop hadn’t been planned but the weather was riviling the harsh sun of Alabasta and a small tropical looking island had cropped up on the horizon so after listening to the constant pleas of the crew, Crocodile gave the order to dock. The crew cheered loudly and set about readying things for their day off. 

“I’ll go tell Hana-chan,” Bon grinned and hurried off into the boat. 

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Once they were docked, everyone pilled off the ship eager to get set up to relax. Crocodile had been nagged by Bentham to change into something cooler, apparently looking at him in his heavy suits made everyone hot. Dark linen trousers and a simple white shirt seemed to appease Bentham. Bones had set up an area for him far enough from the water but apt enough to get a gentle breeze. A comfy deck chair, parasol, table for his drink and ash tray. 

This isn’t terrible. 

He thought getting comfortable in the chair, it wasn’t his lavish office chair but it suffice.

Rapunzel brought out a cooler for his drink, setting it next to him “Let me know if you need anything boss.” he said, “this is great though, what an island.” Before Crocodile could reply he heard a panicked cry come from the ship.

“Chompy come back!” appearing on the plank was Hana chasing a small bananawani who was marching happily toward the beach “be careful! Don’t fall!” she managed to catch up the reptile and scooped it carrying it the rest of the way. She stayed a little closer to the water and set the reptile down before rolling out a towel and taking her shoes and socks off. It had become apparent she had no love of swimsuits or the sun. A bright orange vest with a black baggy crop top that hung off one shoulder and black and white striped cropped leggings made her summer outfit complete. 

Crocodile wasn’t a fan but it suited her nonetheless and otherwise she might not venture out of her room otherwise. 

Heading out into the ocean she turned to the gator and beckoned it towards her “Come on, you get to play in the big ocean.” The bananawani seemed less thrilled about following her forth having only played in a small pool the twins had built for it. Bon Kurei stepped in to carefully pick the gator up from behind, who did not appreciate that sentiment and wiggled and squirmed in Bon’s hands until he was set down in the shallow water. 

“See not that bad is it?” she grinned, splashing the gator. As if something clicked in its mind, Chomp started splashing about like a child in puddles on a rainy day.

Crocodile watched them from afar, splashing around in the ocean.

“I’m surprised you let it stay-” Rapunzel said, though the glare Crocodile gave him silenced him very quickly. Rapunzel backed off suddenly. Crocodile glanced up from his drink as he spotted the bananawani marching in his direction. Chomp clambered onto the cool box and then onto Crocodile laying on his lap letting the water soak into his trousers. 

None of the crew had even attempted to stop the small crocodile; a lot of the crew were still weary of the small gator and its sharp teeth. It was noted that the only person it really liked was Hana. Crocodile at a push and Bon Kurei just marginally after. 

“I’m sorry Croco-chan! I’ll come get him!” he heard Hana call. Not that he would ever admit it but Crocodile was feeling a little jealous of the small bananawani that seemed to monopolize so much of her time. Scooping the gator with his good hand, Crocodile swung his legs off the deck chair and headed over to Hana and Bon. “I’m sorry, I took my eyes off him for a second.” 

Crocodile moved to set the reptile back into the ocean when it dove straight out of his hand and splashed into the water kicking up plenty of water with its long tail straight into Crocodile’s face, soaking his white shirt. 

He frowned and looked down at the reptile who was still splashing his legs with water. Crocodile heard Hana chuckle. “Is something funny?” was an ill-timed question as two crew members appeared behind him throwing two buckets over water over him, soaking him further and catching Hana too. Crocodile tensed a moment from the sudden shock of the water. He would have been angier if it weren’t for the fact that Hana was crimson and trying not to look at him. Realising his white shirt was sticking to him, which felt horrible but it seemed to have an interesting affect. Crocodile moved to pick Hana up under his arm. 

She can stand to pay me some attention for a while.

“Croco-chan?” he carried her toward his deck chair, stopping when he felt something hit his shin glancing down to see the bananawani: refusing to call it by name, headbutting his leg. “Aw he’s trying to save me.” she chuckled smiling at the reptile. 

“He will learn who is in charge here.” Crocodile said sternly, nudging it out the way with his foot. 

“Don’t do that.” Hana scolded, squirming out of his arm to scoop up the gator “He was just helping.” nuzzling the bananawani happily “come on Captain Chomp, let's take a break with Croco-chan.” she grinned, leaning against Crocodile looking up at him with a soft smile. 

Who is in charge here? 

Though he couldn’t complain too much. She laid beside him in the crook of his arm, taking a little nap from all her fun in the sun. Captain Chomp curled by his feet, waking up to growl at anyone that got too close. He cracked a small grin at the sight. At least she’ll be safe with this little monster around.