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thegrandlinesimp · 1 year

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Again, my brain took this as more of a prompt and less of a kink, and this is probably the least ‘dirtiest’ of all the fills, but by god if I didn’t do it justice!

Takes place during the party after the war in Wano, Doc, Law and Chopper all work on the cure for the Smile Fruit together and in a week they have something ‘substantial’.

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Warnings: None, just wholesome content.

Kid was never one for patience, he allowed all of it to be aimed towards fulfilling his dream of becoming Pirate King. Unless it concerned the health of his crew however, then he tried his damnedest to reel the proverbial beast in. Especially when it was for Killer.

By now he’d near walked a shallow trench into the dirt outside the infirmary, metal and flesh hands clasped behind his back as he growled and muttered to himself, stealing glances at the door like it had offended him.

Stupid, the blonde idiot had topped it all this time. If he’d only waited for the cure to be finalised, waited for a bunch of useless idiots to die or get turned into twisted Zoan. But no, the moment that little fucking furry Straw Hat had run out saying they had something, Killer was there, running.

Doc had said all manner of things could go wrong: it might not work (the best outcome of the bad ones), it might fix the Smile Fruit, permanently turning Killer into some freak of nature. Kid would still love him, sure, but the sex…

How would that even work?

What if he turned into a bird?

He wouldn’t mind if he was a horse or bull or something, they were supposed to be hung as fuck!

…What if he was an ant?!

Would he be human sized?

Kid kept asking himself those sorts of questions, not wanting to think about the third possible outcome.

It had been almost an hour by now, Trafalgar did say they had to run some tests immediately after the cure was administered. Honestly the waiting wouldn’t be so terrible, if it wasn’t for-

“Should we do something, he’s been pacing for a whole hour?”

The fucking audience!

First there was his crew, which was fine, they all cared about one another like family, so it was okay they were there.

“Oh Nami-swan, you’re so caring! That brute doesn’t deserve you even thinking about him!”

Then there were the Straw Hats…

Clearly waiting to see if their beloved little doctor was successful. Though their Captain kept leaving every time he ran out of food, returning to the party to get more.

“Got any fives?”

“Go fish.”

Then the fucking nerds, the Heart Pirates, were here too! He wanted to punch one of them, namely the one with the penguin hat, bastard stood out the most other than the bear mink. Furry bastard was too cute - not that Kid would ever say it out loud - and the idea of punching him in the snout made him feel strangely guilty.

Kid was just about to charge in himself, beyond fed up with waiting, when the front door unlocked.

It was Chopper, the little furry reindeer thing, that came out. Well, for a second, before seeing the large crowd waiting outside and Kid burning holes through the door with his eyes. The little guy yelped before hiding back behind the door, though Kid was pretty sure he was doing it backwards.

“Other way, Chopper,” Roronoa called out from somewhere behind Kid.

The little reindeer rearranged himself properly behind the door, “He- Killer’s coming out, try not to crowd him, please,” he poked his head out more, as if remembering something, “o-oh, and please don’t stare too much, Doc said he can’t wear his mask for a few days so we can see straight away if there’s any change, and apparently he’s a bit shy without it.”

Kid went ridged, glaring back at the other crews, ready to wallop the first person who even snorted at the idea of his partner being shy.

There wasn’t a peep from anyone.

He turned back to the doorway, just in time to see the familiar shades of blue and yellow shuffling out of the dark entryway. Killer’s shoulders were hunched, he seemed to pause at the doorway as he noticed the two extra crews waiting outside, his shoulder hunched a little more as he took the last few steps out into the light of the evening sun.

He wasn’t smiling.

He wasn’t some permanent, monstrous Zoan.

He was…he was alive!

His arm felt numb, legs moving on their own as his heart swelled with joy and tears welled up in his eyes, throat clenching, “Bastard!”

He kissed the blonde, pressing him up against the side of the building with a faint thunk, all tongue and teeth as he anchored his fingers into long golden locks.

“Thaaat explains the pacing.”

“Ooohhh, Jaggy’s got a boyfriend! Jaggy’s got a boyfriend!~”

Kid whipped around, glaring at Luffy, “I’ll wring your neck till it’s permanently like a damn giraffe’s, Straw Hat!”

“K-Kid, leave him,” Killer’s voice was barely a whisper as he grabbed his captain by the shoulder.

Kid looked back at him, that cute, flushed face ducking down to hide in the crook of his neck.

“Wanna celebrate with you,” the blonde murmured, breath warm against his throat, “alone.”

The grin that spread across Kid’s face was nothing short of lecherous. He looked at Doc, who was leaning against the doorway, and opened his mouth to speak.

The old man held up a metal hand, rolling his eyes, “Nothing strenuous, at all. Go easy on ‘im.”

Kid’s eye twitched.

“Dumbass,” Doc huffed, “I didn’t say you couldn’t, just go easy is all.”

“Awesome,” he grabbed Killer by the wrist, pulling him along as he made a beeline for the house the two of them had been sleeping the past week.

“All night counts as strenuous, by the way!” the blue haired man calls after him.

Kid threw a metal middle finger over his shoulder, sniggering as he heard Chopper ask Doc what he meant. The old man quickly tried to distract the young doctor by telling him they needed to figure out how to mass produce the cure.

He wished he could stay, Doc never had to have that basic talk with him and Killer. Theirs was just more or less ‘wear protection, and don’t kill or severely kill injure whoever you’re fucking.’

Though when it came to each other, they always ignored the first rule.

***

The moment they got to their temporary bedroom, Kid pushed Killer towards the futon, the excited grin on his face mirrored in the tremble of the blonde’s body. Killer fell back all on his own onto the sheets, dragging Kid - who was laughing giddily - down with him. After that there was a scramble, lips or hands very rarely ever leaving the skin of the other while they tried to undress. They eventually got down to their boxers, Kid still grinning like an excited school boy as he straddled his best friend, with Killer staring up at him, smile soft in comparison but no less affectionate.

And that’s when Kid stopped, heart pounding in his ears, chest rising and falling with heavy pants, staring down at that loving smile.

He couldn’t do it.

He thought he wanted it fast, rough, primal after months apart from his partner, but…

But there was something, something on the tip of his tongue that weighed heavy in his heart…

“It wouldn’t’ve been worth it,” he whispered on impulse, fingers idly brushing over the left side of Killer’s chest as his cheeks reddened, to think he may have never again felt the thundering heartbeat beneath his palm, it made his own heart bleed with a deep sadness he’d never felt before, “my dream, it…it wouldn’t be worth it if it meant I’d lost you.”

Killer’s eyes widened, lips parted slightly in shock, having never heard Kid put anything above his dream, a fact that had never once bothered him, “…Kid…”

He ducked his head, throat tightening, shy yet toothy grin spread across his face. The past few months had been hell, but not from the torture, the beatings, he could take those. It was the lack of knowledge, not knowing where everyone was, Doc - the man he saw as a father, his crew - the family he’d made, and Killer - his everything. For the first time since he’d been a scrawny little boy, he’d been completely alone in the world.

Shit like that tends to put a perspective on things.

In every fantasy he’d had of becoming Pirate King, long before he’d even started growing hair on his face, Killer had been there. Always. The idea of him not being there was, well…frightening, unsettling.

Wrong.

“I…” his voice cracked, was he really about to do this? Of course he was, he was a man of impulse, but this… “I want us to be Pirate Kings, together.”

Slowly, Killer’s eyes widened till Kid was sure they were going to fall out, he began to shake, fingers curling tight over the redhead’s thigh, “Are…are you asking what I think you’re asking?”

Kid’s heart shoved its way through into his throat as he looked to the side, “I-I mean yeah, well, you don’t have to answer or anything it’s just a thought is all-“

He swears he didn’t squawk as the blonde suddenly flipped the two of them over. Next thing he knows Killer is scrambling for the travel packet of lube in his coat and Kid just goes on autopilot, pulling his boxers off as he smirks. So maybe he wouldn’t get his answer today, but damn if it didn’t get his partner going.

Kid’s breath hitched as two fingers were pressed into his body, the stretch both slightly painful yet more than welcomed after months apart. But Killer was slow, mindful, even though his body shook with want for his beloved captain. His face burned as blue eyes stared down at him with nothing short of unyielding love, fingers curling and rubbing the right spot as the blonde’s scarred hand slowly stroked his length. Kid tossed his head back, mouth hanging open as he panted and groaned, fingers curled again against his prostate, making his back arch as he clutched at the blonde’s shoulder.

“F-fuck,” he gasped, pulling his legs up to hook them over Killer’s hips, trying to move them closer together with a few shoves of his heels, “I’m- want you in me.”

“You’re no where near ready,” Killer chided, “it’s been months, Kid, I’m not skipping this.”

“G-gonna- fuck,” his chest tightened, heart racing.

Killer’s lips suddenly sunk down his cock and he was a goner, eyes rolling as hips bucked and twitched, fingers gripping his partner’s golden mane.

“H-holy shit.”

Still swallowing around him, Killer chuckled softly, it was the first time he’d laughed without that maddened cackle he hated so much.

It made Kid’s heart ache as he grinned.

“Now?” the redhead panted.

Killer paused, pulling his fingers out and his mouth off of him, giving one last swallow for show, “Only because I’m just as impatient.”

The older man crawled over him, a faint smile on his lips as he stared down at Kid. His long hair fell over his shoulders and head, making a golden curtain around the two of them.

Just the two of them.

“Hey,” Killer murmured, leaning down to bump his forehead against Kid’s, making the ache in his chest blossom and burn through his veins as his breath shook.

“Hey,” he answered, smiling.

“Do you mind if we just go slow?”

“Honestly,” Kid said with a light chuckle, tilting his head back so his lips brushed against his partner’s, “I’d prefer it.”

The term ‘making love’ had always made Kid cringe, but not for the reasons one might think. Love wasn’t something you could just make out of thin air, it was something you earned, that you fought for with all the blood, sweat and tears you could muster, and when you ran out you found more. It was something you held onto, not tightly, not suffocatingly, but still firm, like a precious gem.

That was how he held onto Killer as the man slowly sank into him, firm but not crushing, breath shaking but accepting the ache with the craved connection. Lips pressed open mouthed kissed to his neck, tongue dragging over his fluttering pulse. They both groaned as Killer bottomed out, breaths stuttering along with their heartbeats.

“Missed you,” the blonde whispered, lips caressing the shell of his ear.

Kid didn’t reply, grip tensing as his throat tightened again, he ducked his head, pressing his face to Killer’s neck as he panted. Another minute passed slowly, the two of them pressing feather-light kisses to the other’s neck, both too overwhelmed to meet the other’s gaze.

“Move,” Kid finally said, eyes shut as he pressed his forehead back against Killer’s.

It was a slow rock, the push and rub against that bundle of nerves had Kid shaking already, then - as if he’d only been treading the waters - Killer pulled out, only to push back in just as slow. Kid’s head fell back, breath ragged, eyes slightly unfocused as he just felt.

“Yes.”

“Wh-what?” Kid asked as the other ground against his prostate.

“My answer,” Killer said as he wrapped his arms around Kid, cradling the back of his head as he continued to steadily thrust in and out of him, “yes.”

Kid choked on a sob.

“Even if you lost your other arm,” the blonde’s hips snapped forward, making Kid’s eyes roll as he moaned, “even if you lost you damn legs,” lips pressed to the redheads throat, giving a hard suck to his pulse, making him cry out, “even if you never become Pirate King,” Killer sat up, hooking his arms under Kid’s knees before leaning back down till their noses touched, near folding the redhead in half, “even if I knew we were all going to die tomorrow, my answer is ‘yes’.”

That broke the dam.

“B-bastard,” Kid sobbed, wrapping his arm around Killer’s neck, tangling his fingers in long blonde hair, “I’m-…I’m gonna fucking hold you to that.”

“Good.”

Killer braced his hands back on the futon, leaving Kid almost folded in half. He ground deep, rubbing that spot inside the redhead with little, hard bucks of his hips. Kid cried out, gripping at the blonde’s shoulder, head falling back as tears rolled down his cheeks.

“Like that,” he whined and sobbed, not caring they weren’t in their soundproof cabin, not caring who heard him getting fucked by his first mate, “like that, god, fuck me!”

Killer gave a trembled moan, mouthing at his throat, trailing kisses to his red painted lips, smearing purple on them as their tongues tangled together. With every grind on his sweet spot Kid moaned, body tensing as Killer pulled out, only to relax and arch towards the blonde as he thrust in.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” tighter and tighter his body wound, legs spreading just that little bit wider, eyes rolling as his breath grew shorter and shorter.

Killer moved back to wrap his pale legs around his waist before returning to lean down over him, hips snapping hard and he fucked his captain deep.

“Come!” he snarled through clenched teeth, right next to his ear.

On any other day Kid would curse his body, with it having been trained for a good five years to do as Killer said, but tonight he didn’t care. With a cry as his legs clamped around the blonde he came, breath rapid and shaky, nails digging into the other’s shoulder, leaving crescent indents in fair skin as he shook and bucked.

“Like that, like that, like that,” Kid gasped with each little aftershock that pulsed through his body as Killer fucked him through his orgasm.

Just at the tail end of his climax Killer met his, arms wrapping tight around his body as he buried his face in Kid’s scared, pale neck with a trembled shout.

Kid had always loved that feeling, the throbbing of the blonde’s cock as he emptied himself inside the him. It made his toes curl, head falling back with a satisfied groan.

The two of them lay there, panting, covered in sweat and the room stinking of sex. Kid couldn’t help but grin.

He’d missed this.

He’d missed the feeling of coming down from his high, the weight of his partner covering him like a warm, heavy blanket, heartbeats thundering against one another’s chests.

“Gonna need to make rings,” he mumbled.

Killer chuckled, slowly pulling himself off and out of the redhead, “Yeah, but nothing fancy.”

He lay beside his partner, wrapping his arms around Kid, nuzzling into his chest.

Kid grinned, draping his arm over the blonde.

It felt like…no, it was.

He was home.

#one piece #otp #line's self indulgent otp kinktober #kid x killer #kid/killer #massacre soldier killer #eustass kid #spicy #kidd x killer #eustass kidd #my writing

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plutonace · 1 year

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T4T Kiddkiller

That’s all

#plutonacetalks #Ace thinks outloud #kidkiller #kiddkiller #kidd x Killer #trans man Kidd who uses he/it pronouns and trans masc non-binary Killer who uses they/he pronouns

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bby-deerling · 3 months

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Masturbation Headcanons for Law, Zoro, Kid, Sanji and Killer? 🔥🔥🔥

i like the way you think anon :^)

masturbation headcanons (nsfw)

ft. zoro, sanji, kid, killer, law || masterlist

18+, mdni, nsfw, cw: masturbation, jerking off in the shower, mentions of rough sex, zoro being scrungly, mutual masturbation, law is a bastard man, getting caught in the act, sanji being loud, sanji being sanji

zoro

he doesn't jerk off very often; he's fairly self-disciplined, and only takes care of his base urges when he really needs to. it's usually quick, efficient, and in the shower. definitely cums down the drain and doesn't care that other people use the shower... the water cleans the floor off anyways... right?

one day, he accidentally discovered that he likes his balls played with, and usually fondles them with his free hand while he strokes himself. it feels good and gets him off quicker, killing two birds with one stone. he is a bit embarrassed about it and will never tell you how much he likes this, so you're going to have to figure that one out on your own. ;)

if you're in a relationship with him, he'd rather go to you than do it alone. sex isn't something he paid much mind before getting into a relationship with you; all of a sudden, what once was a simple chore to get rid of the nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach becomes a lot more than that. after being with you, it takes a lot to get him to the point where he feels the need to jerk off (like being apart for a while).

sanji

this man was cursed with a ridiculous libido that he doesn't know what to do with. he gets off all the time, whenever he feels like he can get away with it. the mere sight of a beautiful woman sends his heart pounding, and he needs to take care of it or he slowly drives himself insane.

sanji is the ultimate whiner, and is far louder than he really should be; no one else says anything to him out of the sheer awkwardness that the situation would create, but everyone on the sunny has been subjected to hearing his pathetic whimpers at least once.

he tries so hard to not get off by himself once he enters into a relationship with you, but he's so filled with constant need that he can't help it sometimes. guilt plagues his chest if you end up catching him in the act, but he perks right back up if you offer to help him finish up.

kid

takes care of himself frequently. he's a large man with large needs, and that applies to his sexual appetite as well. he'd rather hook up with someone for the heightened thrill, but his own hand does well enough in a pinch.

losing his left arm made it difficult for a while; even if it wasn't his dominant arm, he still was used to being able to grip at his own thigh, or the bed sheets beside him as he fucks into his hand. occasionally, phantom limb pain rushes over him and makes him involuntarily edge himself (which makes him furious).

he's rough in bed and often puts you out of commission for a few days. he doesn't mind jerking off in the mean time, as long as you're in bed getting off beside him. it keeps his mind occupied and when he comes, it feels ten times more intense when he's watching you put on a show for him.

killer

fairly well-adjusted in the membrane, jerks off a normal amount. he can swallow his urges down when appropriate, but also doesn't push them down to the point of getting pent up. he prefers to jack off in his room for a bit of privacy (that he rarely gets since kid is usually attached at the hip to him).

when he knows he's needed back at his post quickly, he's silent and efficient about it, but when he has some extra time to himself, he can get a bit loud. he cums a lot, spurting thick, white ropes along his torso, so cleaning up is usually more of a hassle than it really needs to be.

he prefers having sex with you to getting off alone, but also won't pester you if you're clearly not in the mood, and will quietly slip away and take care of things himself. he's stealthy and difficult to catch, but on the off chance you find him, he'll be extremely embarrassed, and it will take a bit of convincing if you want to take over and finish him off.

law

oh my god, this man is the biggest stress-jerker. dealing with difficult emotions? he's getting off. frustrated that one of his plans didn't work out? door is locked and his hand is already down his pants. something mildly vexes him? he's fisting his cock.

he's fairly brutal, going at it with an iron grip. every ounce of the negative emotions he is dealing with are imbued in each stroke in a desperate attempt to release them into the aether.

being in a relationship with you curbs his habits a slight bit, but the urge to temporarily relieve his stress with the dopamine rush of an orgasm is too addictive to let go. when you catch him in the act, he just grumbles and uses shambles to bring you closer, and tells you to quit watching and take care of it yourself.

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umbrace-rambles · 5 months

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Woe kidkiller be upon ye

#I keep debating if I should post this cause I don't post my stuff anywhere anymore but eh #not enough kidkiller content out there anyway #I guess it's time. hi #this is from 2020 don't look at it too hard #But I really wanted to draw something when the anime reached the Udon reunion because I had to get it OUT #one piece #eustass kid #eustass kidd #massacre soldier killer #killer one piece #op killer #kamazo #kidkiller #kid x killer #op fanart #my art #yes it's a very vague reference to The Fallen Angel by Alexandre Cabanel

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simpleeindulge · 3 months

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The Beast and the Mouse

Info: fem/reader x Kid, 1st meetings, cussing and rude language, Kid in denial, Kid gets a crush, implied sexual yearning, future mature content planned.

Context: Kid develops a crush on a girl he thinks is not his type.

Part 1.

Eustass Kid was in a foul mood, and he didn't care who knew it. He stumped through the ship with his fist clutched, looking for Killer. It was rare for him to be pissed off at his best friend and first mate, but dammit, he screwed up!

Killer happened to be in the same room with his fucked-up choice of a new crew member, making Kid paused at the doorway to glared at the man's back. Killer sensed the hostility and glanced over his shoulder. The movement gave Kid a better view of the girl's eyes. Those damn beautiful, doleful eyes that made Kid go still nearly every time he saw them.

“Need something, Captain?”

Kid snapped out of his daze and glared at Killer.

“I need to speak with you in private,” Kid said through gritted teeth then walked away.

Killer tilted his head at Kid, then shrugged and followed him. It was odd that Kid wanted to talk somewhere else.

Normally, Kid would tell whoever was in the room to get out if he wanted to talk with him privately. When Killer walked into Kid’s messy quarters and closed the door, Kid rounded on him and bellowed, “What the hell, Killer! What were you thinking, letting her join the crew without asking me!”

Killer threw up his hands in defense, and he wore a surprised expression behind his mask.

“What are you talking about, Kid?! You asked her to join! Remember!”

“I did not! I-”

But then Kid remembered that he did offer her a chance to join his crew. It had been after a battle with some weaker crew. They celebrated the win at a bar on a nearby island, and she was one of the barmaids there serving drinks.

That is, she was supposed to be serving, but she saw the wounds on some of the men drinking and started treating with her meager medical kit.

Kid had some woman straddle across his lap and happened to see the girl recleaning a wound on Killer. At the time, it was amusing to see this small mouse of a girl patching up rowdy pirates as they drank. How she concentrated on the Killer’s wounds while being aware of her environment made her a paradox of perfection.

“Hey,” Kid called over to her as the woman on his lap kissed and nipped at his neck. “You got a name?”

The girl looked up at him, and Kid, for some reason, froze. There was something about how her eyes shone as she stared directly at him. Her lips were pressed together in a sweet pout, and her hair fell in soft-looking waves around her shoulders.

Kid didn't know if it was the booze, but he felt a desire to shove the busty woman off his lap and carry the girl off. Considering how small she looked, he could even tuck her into his furred cape for safekeeping and have her for later.

The woman stopped kissing Kid, looking peeved that he wasn't paying attention to her.

She then saw who he was looking at and whispered in his ear, “That’s Y/n, but we all call her ‘Mouse’ because of how quiet she is.”

Kid blinked and then laughed at the name, and the harlot laughed with him. “Mouse, huh? How would you like to join my crew?”

“Kid.” Killer said his name to bring some sense to him, but Kid plowed through.

“You’ll see the world beyond this dump ‘little mouse’! See things you never thought possible! Enjoy pleasures you never thought to desire! You would be one of us! The infamous Kid Pirates!”

His voice carried through the bar, and the rest of his crew got swept up in their drunken state and cheered their captain. The girl just sat and stared at Kid as the crew gulped their drinks.

“Think about and talk to Killer when you make up your mind, ‘little mouse.' We set sail tomorrow at noon.”

Kid forced his attention back to the woman on his lap and began biting at her shoulder, making the woman gasp and laugh with pleasure.

After that, well, he ended the night with a good fuck in one of the bedrooms upstairs and walked back to the ship with a massive hangover early the following day.

He didn't see the girl nicknamed Mouse till they were already out at sea. She was helping to scrub the floors in the mess hall when Kid tripped over her, spilling the bucket of soapy water. He was about to yell at whoever tripped him when Kid recognized her from the bar.

“YOU!”

"Oh! Captain, I'm so sorry; let me help." She said softly as she took out a clean cloth and dried his face. Her hand touched his leg as she leaned in to press the fabric to his skin.

Kid went from anger to pure lust. He wanted to grab her and roll her under him without caring who was watching. The sudden carnal desire he suddenly felt overwhelmed him, and he quickly shoved her off him and stood up over her.

She made a surprised sound and glanced up at him with a wounded look that made his knees weak.

“How long have you been here?” Kid growled at her.

“Three days.”

“Who let you on my ship?”

“Killer, but you-”

Kid had left to find his first mate as he cursed himself.

Dammit! How could she have already been here for three days without me noticing?

Which led to the present problem of what to do with her now she's on the ship.

"I tried talking to you the day we set sail, but you were still hungover.” Killer explained as Kid rage grew.

“So you just let her on the ship!”

“The girl insisted on joining the crew. I was there when you asked her, and she didn't care that you were drunk when you asked her." Killer continued to explain.

"So this is my fault?!"

Well, yeah, duh, Killer thought but knew better and instead said, "Look, she may be useful. Heat looked over her bandaging skills. She's not bad and has enough medical knowledge for him to show her more."

"For what!? A nurse!" Kid roared. “We don't need another nurse!”

"She'll be a field medic." Killer clarified.

Kid's mind just stopped as he stared dumbfounded at his first mate. Her? A field medic? Her? Why not just shoot her now? It would be kinder and faster. Or if they wanted to make it slow, tie her up and drop her overbroad.

"You got to be kidding," Kid laughed as he started to pace the room.

"You want that small girl to go onto a battlefield and treat our crewmates! I might as well kill her right now! It would be the one good deed tied to my name!"

Kid then ran a hand through his red hair as he stopped pacing and shook his head. "No! No way! I want her off the ship!"

"But Kid, you-"

"I don't care what I said to her! No way am I keeping some weak pissant around to hold back our crew back!"

Killer's shoulder heaved as he sighed and said, "Okay, I'll see that she's off the ship at the next port. In the meantime, I'll have her do some odd jobs so she can earn her keep."

"Why wait?! Just put her on a rowboat and-"

"Captain."

Kid froze and snapped his gaze toward the doorway. Mouse, that is, Y/N, stood there looking at him with a firm expression on her sweet face.

It was unsettling how quiet she was as she moved. The door to Kid's cabin always creaked, yet she opened the door without a sound. She took a breath and walked into the room. Kid watched her and, for some absurd reason, felt nervous.

"Captain," she said again, "I want to stay and prove you wrong. I won't hold the crew back."

Killer watched as Kid had to visibly shake himself out of whatever sinkhole his mind had just dived into. He readies himself as Kid squares his shoulders and glares down at the girl. The girl didn't appear intimidated and even clasped her hands in front of her as her chin tilted up.

"You want to prove me wrong. Are you saying that you aren't a weak little-"

"I have experience treating the wounded, and I'm not afraid to go into a battle to help." She said quickly as her eyes softened at him.

Her voice was not raised, and her tone didn't sound desperate. It was like she was offering Kid a favor. A kind, healthful favor that made Kid's insides go all mushy.

"Please, Captain." She added gently as her lashes blinked at him. "Let me stay."

Killer glanced at Kid and was surprised to see him deflating. And if his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, Kid was... blushing? Yes, yes, he was. Kid was actually blushing over this tiny, sincere girl who looked out of place on their ship.

Kid gritted his teeth and slapped his hand over his nose and cheeks to hide part of the redness spreading on his face.

“Captain?” She asked again, now looking worried.

Kid growled and turned his head away as he shouted, "Fine! You can stay! But if you screw up, I will personally end you! Now go find something useful to do before I toss you off the side!"

Y/N smiled widely and didn't appear offended by Kid's shouting or threats. "Yes, Captain! Right away! I'll start by cleaning your room!"

"Wait, what?!" Kid had barely enough time to respond when both he and Killer were shoved out of the room and had the door slam closed on their backs.

"What the-how?"

He turned and stared at the closed door and back at Kid. How was a tiny girl able to shove him and Killer out in the blink of an eye.

"She ate the scurry-scurry fruit," Killer explained with a shrug as Kid looked to him for an answer. "It's the other reason she was known as Mouse at the bar. She can move around quickly without making sound and lift five times her weight for a short time. It's also why I gave her the field medic job."

"She can't turn into a mouse, right?" Kid asked as he shivered at the thought of a human transfiguring into a rodent. "Cause that would be gross."

"And less cute," Killer commented with a slight grin behind his mask.

The way Kid snapped his head around at him was enough to prove his sudden discovery. His friend's face was even beginning to redden again. Killer held back a chuckle and cleared his throat.

"I'm going to get a drink; want to join?"

Kid grumbled and walked in the other direction away from Killer. There was no fucking way he thought that the girl was cute. Weak wasn't cute; it was annoying and a pain. She wouldn't last a week with his crew.

If she died on the job, it would be her fault, not his! What was she thinking taking his drunken offer?! Didn't she know she was too delicate for this kind of life?! Didn't she know how small, soft-looking she was? How cute-

"NO! NOT CUTE!" Kid roared as he raked his fingers into his hair and nearly ripped off his goggles.

Nearby onlookers wisely glanced away and didn't bother their Captain. Kid growled and turned to stomp back to his room to throw the girl out.

When he got there, she was already gone, leaving behind a tidy room. Kid glanced around, huffed, and muttered, "I guess she can stay."

He then flopped onto his clean bed face first and sighed. He'll worry about his 'Mouse' problem later. All this raging was making him tired.

As he closed his eyes, he could smell the scent she had left behind while making his bed. Thoughts of her being in his bed, being under him, squirming and wriggling as she whimpered and moaned, seeped into his mind. Kid groaned and growled as he punched his fist into the blankets.

She was going to be a pain, and not just in the ass; Kid mused as his groin throbbed.

A big pain for such a little creature.

Part 2.

#eustass kid x y/n #eustass kid x you #eustass kid x reader #eustass x reader #op eustass kid #eustass kidd #eustasscaptainkid #eustass captain kidd #eustass kid #op fanfic #one piece #op killer #kid x reader #captain kid x reader #one piece x reader #one piece fanfiction #op x reader

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beaulesbian · 3 months

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One Piece || Eustass Kid & Killer in ep. 942

How cruel. He was forced to eat the Smile fruit and was given a mask of laughter that he can never take off.

#one piece #opgraphics #one piece wano #eustass kid #opedit #killer one piece #kid x killer #kidkiller #i wanted to make this gifset for some time already. but only now got around to it #again its mostly manga translations - especially the last gif bc the 'buddy' in anime just doesnt do them justice lmao #let them be partners (or more you know. but partners is nice and its that way in the manga so i used it here)#mine #gif:one piece #gif:op anime #wano spoilers #kinda #massacre soldier killer #eustass kidd

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gojo-mochi · 10 months

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Men who get Cute Aggression when it comes to you

A/N: If you don’t know what cute aggression is, it’s when you see something cute and have the urge to squeeze or hold it tightly without harm

I did this in like an hour pls help

They honestly can’t help themselves when they see you. Any time and every day, they will take the chance to put their hands on you. Whether it be pinching your cheeks, both sets, or thighs or squeezing your thighs as well. They just love to squeeze you and feel you in their hands. They make cooing noises and even squeal a bit when you react with your own cute noises back.

They love to squish your cheeks together so your lips goes into a pouting motion so they can kiss it. It soft kisses at first but then they get super messy with it, tongue fighting it way in and salvia drooling out. Your lips always ends up a bit bruised after. They’re sorry about that, (not really). They have a hard time controlling their strength when it comes to you, they never want to hurt you on purpose of course, it just so hard to fight the urge to hold you tightly all the time!

And don’t get them started on biting, oh lord. They will bite you and leaves mark on every inch of your skin. When sucking on your plush thighs, they bit on there so hard once it made you cry. Now this time, he was actually sorry for real. But he still kept on making more bite marks elsewhere. Favorites places are thighs, shoulders, neck, and chest area. You told him to stop since you didn’t want to wear long sleeves in summer anymore, but he just told you to show them off to the world.

It like an animal marking his prey and his prey was you. It made other guys jealous and he was happy to show you off to the world that you were his and only his.

SHIDOU, Barou, Kaiser, ZORO, Sanji, Shanks, KIDD, Killer, Isagi, BACHIRA

#blue lock x reader #blue lock smut #blue lock x you #blue lock headcanons #one piece x reader #one piece headcanons #one piece x you #one piece smut #sanji x reader #shidou x reader #kaiser x you #Zoro x reader #zoro x you #shanks x reader #kidd x reader #killer x reader #isagi x reader #bachira x reader #₍ᐢ. ̫.ᐢ₎ softy writes

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diablademon · 1 year

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Not perfect but I wanted the whole lineup with all the supernovas so I copypaste them all together.

They did move around so there is a little glitches.

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thepepsislvt · 3 months

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Hello! May I request for more HCs of Kid and Killer being in a polycule with gn!reader? I love how you write them!!! It's fun reading your work, you got me liking the idea of being in a polycule with Kid and Killer lol. Thank you and have a nice day/night!

I did it finally! im sorry it took so long i was sick for the past week and a half

but here it is!

Warnings: Cursing, Kid

okay so heres how the bed sharing works

Kid sleeps all sprawled out on his back (snoring so loud)

he takes like 76% of the bed

Killer takes like 18% of the bed cause he sleeps on his side

that other 6% is yours and you gotta figure out how to sleep comfortably on top of Kid

its rlly hard since hes either fighting god in his sleep or snoring so damn loud in your ear

Killer doesnt snore he just breathes really loudly

Kid literally hates when you leave the bed for literally anything

queue to you having to literally body slam Kid back into the bed just to get him to shut up and stop yelling at you

anyway so to avoid that happening again you have to walk to his snoring pattern

imagine trying to go to the bathroom and his snoring stops for like half a second

mini heart attack

When Kid gets sick

oh my fucking god

this man is insufferable

will complain about EVERYTHING

“i cant BREATHE”

“my neck hurts”

“i DONT WANNA TAKE THE MEDICINE IT TASTES LIKE SHIT”

this man will not shut up unless hes alseep

he doesnt do anything in the period hes sick

he gets better in 2-3 days easily but god those 2-3 days are the worst

When Killer is sick Kid acts like hes gonna die

Killer will still do his duties but with lots of breaks to rest

Kid constantly tells him to rest more and the rest of the crew will do his duties

Killer once listened and when he came back the Victoria Punk was in shambles

he’s not doing that again he just takes more breaks

he blows his nose so much and Kid always goes “eewww”

mf acts like he don’t cough up mucus all the time when he’s sick

Killer is usually better in 3-5 days

When you get sick Killer constantly checks up on you and makes sure you don’t push yourself

Kid will just down right avoid you

“you ain’t getting me sick with your damn virus”

Kid makes you sleep in a different room

it’s okay Killer sleeps with you anyway

if you’re sick longer than 3 days he eventually sucks it up cause he hates sleeping alone

when you play board games with them Kid makes up rules as he goes along just to win

but Killer kicks ass in Uno and even if Kid cheats Killer will win

I have so much stupid shit to say about Kid hes so funny

#x reader #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece x gn reader #eustass kid x reader #killer x reader #kid x reader x killer #eustass captain kidd #massacre soldier killer

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thegrandlinesimp · 2 years

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Just wanted to say I’m pleasantly surprised at how popular this project of mine is, I knew it wouldn’t be a massive hit or anything, but I’ve been getting reblogs!

Oh, and, this one takes place during/after skip.

Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: Spanking, brat taming, bondage, very light humiliation, use of a sex toy

Kid always did his best for Killer; he relished in the praise and pleasure his partner gave him, truly. But there were times the outside-world-him came out, the snappy, grumpy him who refused to take a simple request ending in a sincere ‘please’ as anything but a blatant order. The him that spat at the World Government every chance he got, pillaging rich villagers and murdering their snobby inhabitants with glee.

That, and he loved the look Killer got in his eyes when he was an outright brat.

The glint in those sapphire sea eyes, not quite a twinkle of annoyance, more of delight. It was rare that Kid truly pushed Killer’s buttons, only ever going so far as to warrant a sharp tug of his hair or a quick spank across the ass. Though, when he did push Killer over the edge? The punishment he got was different every time, keeping him on his toes. What was even better though was that Killer’s buttons seemed to change, a cocky smirk and a few sharp words sometimes earned him a rough slap in the ass, other days Kid would quickly find himself leashed and tied to the bed, a three tailed flail turning his pale rear red just as fast.

And he loved every second of it.

Though in all fairness there were times he didn’t mean to snap back at the blonde, really. It was just a habit at this point, one might even call it instinct, like a so called ‘tamed beast’ reminding its owner that it was merely choosing to listen in exchange for the comfort it received.

So here he was, bound and on his knees before his first mate, who had his cock in hand, waiting for Kid to open his mouth as asked in a soft, loving voice. But Kid? No, tonight he wanted to press a button, to pull at that ever so tight hold Killer had on his inner sadist. His eyes rolled - hard - broad grin on his face and voice dripping with venomous sarcasm as he said: “whatever the fuck you say, sir”.

There is was, that glint, the look of glee at finally having an excuse to let himself loose. This time, though, it was accompanied by that smile, that one Killer hated, the one of pure sadistic delight.

Kid swallowed, grin falling.

Killer obviously had a good one this time.

Next thing he knew he was forced to his feet by a hard pull of his hair, shouting at the sudden, harsh pain that shot straight down between his legs. Killer shoved him back and he gasped as the back of his calves hit the bed, unable to stop himself from toppling backwards onto the mattress. Kid didn’t have time to complain about his bound arm being trapped awkwardly beneath himself, with Killer quickly striding forward and flipping him over.

Fuck, he loved it when the blonde brute manhandled him.

“Knees up and under, you little shit,” Killer growled, fishing out a box from underneath the bed.

Kid’s breath stuttered, cock throbbing with excitement as he managed to get his feet off the ground and position his knees under himself. There were all manner of toys in that box, leaving Kid trembling with anticipation, having no clue what so ever on what his punishment would be. There was the sound of a cap opening, metal clinking and he trembled harder, desperate to look back but knowing his punishment would be far less pleasant if he did so. Last time he kept pushing Killer, Kid ended up tied to the bedposts with a cockring around his aching length as a short, slightly curved dildo nudged against his prostate every ten seconds or so. Killer had just sat beside him, reading for a good half hour, unfazed by his whimpered cries and thrashing.

The resulting orgasm had made the torture completely worth it though, if Kid was remembering correctly, it’d made him black out for a solid three minutes.

He flinched as something cold - clearly metal - pressed against his rim. Kid forced himself to relax, knowing the lack of proper preparation was all part of his punishment. He gasped as the icy, lube covered toy - by its shape a buttplug - slid inside him. The toy wasn’t terribly wide, but it was oddly long, cold surface brushing his prostate with every ragged breath. For a plug it was very oddly shaped, almost…

Custom!

His suspicions were confirmed when Killer pressed his asscheeks together, the insides pushed flush against the uncomfortably shaped, large gemstone the plug was forged around.

“O-oi!” Kid huffed as the blonde massaged his ass, the sensitive insides of his cheeks rubbing against rough sapphire, “You know I hate that one!”

It was perfect, technically, a recent gift he’d made for his partner’s twenty-fifth birthday. He’d even forged blue handcuffs for the occasion, planned on tying his old blue sash over his eyes, but the rough cut of the sapphire had dug into his asscheeks. In the end it had ruined the moment Killer had walked in the room - not to Kid bound, blindfolded and spread waiting for him, but to the redhead on his knees frantically rummaging through their box of toys attempting to try something blue and comfortable!

It was a reminder of a failure, and that was why Kid hated it.

“Funny,” Killer chuckled, giving his ass a light slap that made his cock twitch, a taste of the punishment to come, the blonde leaned forward, hot breath caressing the shell of Kid’s ear as he spoke, “I hate it when you’re an insufferable brat.”

The harsh tone was followed by a far harder slap than before, making Kid grunt at the unexpected strike.

“Count.”

He grit his teeth, hating the humiliation of being made to count out his punishment, but he knew that was exactly why his partner told him to do it.

“One.”

His ass was immediately struck again, the gemstone pressing into his flesh uncomfortably, yet the pleasant sting of the pain made the discomfort feel strangely good.

“T-two.”

Again Kid was struck and again he counted, the plug jostling inside him and brushing his sweet spot with each smack.

Fuck, he wished he’d made this thing just a smidge longer!

Again and again he was smacked, the stinging pain turning into red hot fire at around eleven, then into a numb, burning ache at twenty-three. All the while the gemstone rubbed against the insides of his asscheeks, it’s surface not sharp enough to injure, but uneven enough to feel good when mixed with the pain of each harsh spank that pressed his skin against the rugged sapphire.

“Twen-twenty-seven,” Kid panted, words ending in a soft whimper as he began to shake, mind growing numb as his bound arm was caressed.

“Three more and you get a reward,” Killer murmured, “think you can do that for me?”

“Yeah,” he sighed, breathless and eyes half closed.

“Good boy.”

Smack.

“Twen-ty-eight,” he managed to gasp out.

Smack.

“Twenty-“ he took a deep, ragged breath, “n-nine.”

There was a pause, something distant in his brain was telling Kid to brace himself, but the pleasant buzz going on in his head was too loud for him to heed it.

Smack.

The redhead cried out, body lurching forward slightly as he gave a sobbed moan, cock dripping precum. Tears that had welled up in his eyes spilled down his cheeks as a needy, trembled sob fell from his lips.

“Thir-…th-thir-…thir-“

“Shhhh,” Killer hushed, hand still on his rear from the final strike, softly massaging the bright red skin, “that’s it, Kid. Such a good boy.”

Kid whimpered as everything seemed to fade away around him, eyes still open but mind shutting off to everything that wasn’t to do with Killer. Deft, calloused fingers gently untied his arm, his breath hitching in a loud, broken sob as pain-turned-pleasure shot through where the rope had been digging into, blood finally free to properly flow.

“Good boy,” Killer murmured, gently massaging the angry red lines on his skin before leaning down, lips pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder, “gonna fuck your now, nice and slow and deep, would you like that as a reward?”

Kid hummed, rocking his hips back a little, ass bumping against Killer’s hot, heavy cock. He loved the sound of that, the man’s thick length grinding slow and steady against his prostate till he came undone, hands caressing his body in silent worship.

“Good boy,” Killer praised him again.

Fingers brushed against his still raw rear, making his breath catch in a whine, body tensing as it awaited another strike.

“Shh, easy there, beautiful,” Killer hushed, being extra careful as he pulled out the plug, the redhead’s eyes rolling slightly, lids fluttering at the faint stretch, “just getting this out.”

Kid groaned and rocked his hips back again, desperate to be filled by something once more.

“Lay on your front,” the blonde gently pushed on his back, coaxing him to relax, “wanna pamper you.”

Kid stretched out like a cat, muscles aching from his weight being on his knees and upper torso for so long. But again, Killer rubbed the dull, yet pleasant pain away, hands leaving only bone deep bliss in their wake. Once he seemed satisfied with his work, Killer straddled the redhead’s hips and thighs, his added weight further trapping Kid’s hard length between his stomach and the bedding. He felt the blonde rise up a little, the bed dipping by his left shoulder as Killer steadied himself.

Warm breath brushed past his ear, voice deep and gravelly with arousal, “Deep breath, gorgeous.”

Kid did exactly as he was told, taking in a deep, slow breath of air that was quickly stuttered out in a shaky groan as Killer sank his length into the young captain. Kid’s breath continued to tremble, the angle caused the blonde’s cock press perfectly against his prostate, making every inhale send tiny thrums of pleasure rolling up and down his spine. He shifted his hips a little, forehead dropping to the bed as he whimpered, his ass still sore yet the cock inside him pressing against all the right places.

“Ready?” Killer’s voice was so soft, sweet, fingers running through the hairs on the back of his neck, making him shiver.

Words didn’t want to come out, so Kid replied with a simple hum, and even that felt weird to do. He just wanted to simple be, not have to think or do, just exist in his current state of living.

“Such a good boy for me,” the blonde whispered as the bed dipped beside both his shoulders this time.

Kid’s body tensed as he gasped at the first light rock of his partner’s hips, barley pulling an inch out before pressing back in, keeping constant pressure on that bundle of nerves. Little moaned whimpers and sighs fell from his lips, a small part of him wanting to rock back to meet Killer’s pace, and maybe he was? His mind was just too fogged with pleasure to tell. His cock rubbed and ground against the bedsheet, every forward press rubbing the underside of the tip and making his thighs quiver

“That’s it, Kid,” Killer grunted softly above him, “fuck, you feel to good. Take my cock so well.”

A full body tremble ran through Kid at those words, breath hitching as he now consciously rocked back to meet the other’s thrusts.

“You like that, don’t you” the blonde panted, pace picking up slightly, making the bed squeak and groan in protest, “I can feel you getting tighter whenever I tell you how much of a good boy you are.”

Kid gave a needy, desperate moan, one he’d reprimand himself for if he was in his right mind. He tried to spread his legs wider, wanting the other deeper, while attempting to raise up on his arm for more leverage to press back. Pleasure coiled in his gut as he let out sharp, little gasps, body tightening all over, he ended up falling back down, body too numb with pleasure to support its own weight in anyway.

“God, oh fuck, that’s it,” Killer all but moaned, laying down fully on top of the redhead, keeping some of his weight on his arms and legs as he rutted into the young captain, “be a good boy and come for me, beautiful, wanna feel you clenching around my cock.”

Kid whimpered, half closed eyes rolling as he gasped for breath. The weight on his back, the heat cocooning around his body, the friction of his cock and in his ass, it was all too much.

He bowed his head, back arching as he let out a sound that was something between a whine and a shout. He could feel his cum splattering against his stomach, dripping onto the sheets as he bucked beneath the blonde. Fingers dig into the bed sheets as he bit down on the fabric, drooling and whimpering, body shaking violently. Killer rutted harder into him, groaning deep as he came inside, little tremors and a throb of his cock accompanying each spurt of cum.

He quivered all over, shaky, ragged pants falling from his red stained lips as his heartbeat hammered in his ears. His arm and legs tingled, mind still floating in bliss as the blonde gently pulled his spent cock out. Kid gave a broken whine at being left empty, yet the other man just chuckled.

“So needy,” Killer murmured, carefully pressing the plug back into him, “there, happy?”

The redhead gave an affirmative grunt, relaxing, sleep slowly taking him as a faint smile formed on his lips.

#one piece #otp #kid x killer #kid/killer #spicy #kidd x killer #eustass kid #massacre soldier killer #eustass kidd #line's self indulgent otp kinktober #my writing

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zorosleftmantit101 · 3 months

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Bro wtf im alive!!

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ONE PIECE MEN

As shit from the groupchat

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C/W: swearing, NSFW, mentions of suicide, general shit post stuff.

Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Robin, Franky, Brook, Chopper, Usopp, Ace, Sabo, buggy, Shanks, Crocodile, Doflomingo

NOTE: Schools back and its been super fucking busy + plus im hyperfixated on bulders gate and game of thrones rn

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Luffy: My balls dropped insted

Zoro: Peburty

Zoro: How tf do u spell iy

Zoro: Pubesraty

Zoro: Pubes

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Sanji: Valentines more like. Suicide

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Buggy: Ur so wacky

Shanks: *wanking

Shanks: 109 mph dick slaming in and out of this dirty half full starbucks cup i stole from a homeless crack addict (im imagining its ur tight boy pussy asshole)

Buggy: Shanks.

Buggy: Stop.

Shanks: Erm no!

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Franky: Teachers should NOT say nice things to me (i have a praise kink and daddy issues)

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Nami: Bro i gotta shit so bad

Usopp: THEN SHIT BRO

Nami: Im in the car

Usopp: Oh

Usopp: THEN SHIT AT SCHOOL

Nami: I am NOT shitting at school

Usopp: PUSSY

Nami: this was all a trick girls dont shit

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Brook: Im so excited to drink today im actually shaking #slotmachines

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Luffy: Happy Monday!

Chopper: It is NOT Monday my guy

Luffy: ... the shotgun is in my mouth

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Franky: Bc l've got another day off

Franky: Should I come visit

Robin: YES

Franky: Hmmm

Franky: If I get bored I'll ride up

Robin: Then ill ride u up

Franky: What time u guys got recess and lunch

Robin: Get u preggo

Franky: SHIT

Franky: ILL BE THERE

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Kid: just punch the customer

Law: nah I need that shit to traumatise them, I need the customer to be rude to me and I start levitating in the air while chanting and blood pouring out my eyes

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Kid: When parents let their kids order and its like "what's that fetus, your learning to speak!! Yeah well spell trombone, didn't think so faggot"

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Ace: U stick ur dick in ur bum and get urself pregnant

Ace: 2024 lets make it happen

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Sabo: "Emo!" So close! I'm actually wearing the skin of your mother

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Doflamingo: OK BUDDY DEGRADE ME MORE IM THIS CLOSE TO EXPLODING IN MY PANTS

Crocodile: MOTHERFUCKER WHAT

Crocodile: YOU DIRTY CUNT

Crocodile: WAIT

Crocodile: NO

Crocodile: YOU PERFECT HUMAN BEING

Doflamingo: NGHH (reverse psychologyed your ass)

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Sanji: Ouchieeeeeeeeeeee my back hurtsss urghhhhh i wish their was a big sexy latina to sit on my face, only to make the pain go away of course

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Nami: Guys i close the store in half an hour and im boooooredde i already finished cleaning wveryhringggg

Robin: Okok pro tip

Robin: Do u have pens?

Robin: Hand sanitizer

Robin: And paper towel

Nami: Im gonna just finger myself

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Franky: That was my son 3 years ago before the incident...

Brook: Was the incident me whipping the nae nae! YOLO cash money dab on them fortniters

Franky: No

Franky: Big Foot stepped on my unborn baby

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Law: If i die i wanna be reborn as an electric chair

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Killer: Cheaters are dick beaters - Shakespeare probably

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Sanji: You are quite literally the most cutest girl I've ever seen

Luffy: Bro my dick actully smells so fuckimg bad, it never smells bad do i have aids

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sashi-ya · 7 months

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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟑 DAY 4: THREESOME Kidd x F! reader x Killer

Requested by: @blondie-baby-girl ➡ Hello! I'm so excited for Kinktober 2023! May I please request n. 4 threesome with Killer, Kid and female s/o? Thank you! tw: mdni. threesome. sleepy sex. fingering. creampie. usage of "sister" or "brother" not in a sexual way, more like protective male friends. 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

He cheated on you, and you needed support. what kind of support? Well, your friend’s support… right?

The last train for the night is long gone. A cold night of October, with uncomfortable heels hurting your feet. It wasn’t a good idea to choose such a revealing outfit. So much more alcohol than what you would have thought was filling your veins and your head was spinning around in circles.

You had cried. You had screamed. And you had drunk endless amount of sake, and not even that could compared with the bitter flavour of seeing him with another woman…

“Oi, you are too drunk. Let’s go back to your apartment” Kidd spits, -he is not very far from being as drunk as you-.

“Yes, (Name). Let’s go…” Killer, Kidd’s best friend -and the responsible brother- says. He lifts you up in arms, carrying you like a sack of potatoes over his board shoulders.

With your head hanging and cheek pressing over Killer’s back, and you look at Kidd finish the last bottle of beer of the night.

“Mhj… Kidd! Would you fuck me?” you ask, watching the red haired man get the same shade of crimson on his cheekbones.

“Haaaah?? Shut the fuck up, you are too drunk” he answers back, with disgust that makes your eyes teary.

“See? That’s why he cheated on me! No man likes me! I’m disgusting!” you begin to throw a tantrum -hitting Killers abs with your feet- like a little girl.

Kidd crushes the can on his hand and throws it away. He comes closer to you with probably the scariest look in his eyes yet and pinches your cheeks in between his fingers.

“You little shit… if I could leave you unable to walk for three days straight from how hard I’d fuck you, I’d do it. IS NOT YOUR FAULT THAT BASTARD CHEATED. Now shut up”

You are sure you had just sweated all the alcohol in your system, and the slap in your ass coming from Killer acts like the cherry on top of the cake.

“Same here, hahaha” the blonde laughs, as if what had just happened was only a joke.

You remain silent all the way home and as soon as you are back, both friends walk -carry you- inside.

“There, sleep well. We will come back tomorrow, don’t do stupid shit” Kidd says, right by the door of your room.

“Sleep well, (Name). Don’t worry, you will find a better guy in no time” Killer continues, following Kidd whose heavy boots are already walking away.

But you certainly don’t really want them to leave. It was either because you needed to hug someone or because of the things they have said before, but you want them tonight right by your side.

“Don’t- Don’t go. Stay with me tonight. It’s cold and late. Sleep here” you plead, with eyes injected of red and blurry because of the tears sprouting from them.

Both men freeze. You are special to them. They take care of you like a little sister, but it is clear they acknowledge the beauty you hold.

“Where are we sleeping?” Kidd says, looking at Killer briefly before to indicate he is staying.

You look at your fidgeting hands and then right by your side. You then tap the mattress to indicate the exact place, with eyes of a dichotomic innocent lust.

Kidd takes some seconds to scan your intentions, and his smirk quickly fades. Inside of him, a storm of questions takes over his mind -and a heat his lower body.

As for Killer, there isn’t much he has to say and immediately after jumps by your left side. “Move, your brothers are here to protect you”

The blonde-haired friend hugs you, squeezing you hard, while Kidd still remain silent looking at you.

“Kidd come’ere!!” you laugh while Killer gives you deadly tickles.

The red-haired punk swallows, because he was able to catch the message he thinks you gave him… but was it a message?

Soon, the three of you fall asleep hugging. The exhaustion of a night out, the current events and the alcohol left you out of energy all of a sudden.

Sandwiched in between two pair of prominent pectoralis major you begin to sweat, and the scent of their manly skin perfume reaches your nose. You try to move in between grogginess, but you aren’t able. A very heavy hand has your leg trapped over a hipbone and your back rests on a wide chest.

A heat rising, or maybe the need of being loved, takes over your body and you can’t help but move your hips in search of maybe the warmth of masculinities.

Your crotch feels warm and wet. But you want more. Something hard, something drippy, something impaling.

Like a snake your body serpentines in between your self-proclaimed “big brothers”, but your eyes are still heavily closed. You purr, like an innocent kitten looking for the hot embrace of his other brothers.

“Mgh…?” Kidd wakes up first, or so that’s what he thought. He takes some time to enjoy your unconscious soft humps, while your lips are wet against his chest.

He slides his hand down your waist, down your hip and then to your thigh to pull you closer against his crotch. He did it without thinking much about it, with his body moving on his own and still a little dizzy from being half asleep.

“Kidd, she is asleep” Killer whispers, scaring Kidd off. Killer didn’t try to judge him, only to let him know.

“I- I know. I was asleep too… I just-“ he tries to excuse himself, but soon his still half painted lips get suddenly sealed by yours.

As for now, both friends open their eyes widely enough to ease any trace of sleepiness. And as your tongue starts lustfully dancing with Kidd’s, Killer stands up. He is not willing to ruin it for his friend nor you.

But your hand reaches for him to stay, pulling him against your back even more than he was before.

“Stay..ngh… Killer don’t go” you moan, in between Kid’s wet kisses. And there is not much those two men could do than do exactly what their sister asked for.

Two pair of hands travel all around your body, up and down and searching for spots they have never touched. Yours aren’t innocent either, you reach for their hairs, for their big necks and muscular frames.

And everything you do, you do it while rocking your hips back and forth, feeling their hardness growing, wanting to impale so irreverently and desperately all of your entrances.

And, not only kisses and bites and touches accompany, but also your clothes flying to the sides of your tiny bed.

Skin to skin, three dancing bodies search for release of something that none of you actually knew you needed so desperately before.

Killer’s fingers reach your core from behind, opening your dampened labia to slide them inside. Meanwhile Kidd, has attacked your breasts with biting and sucking as if from them he could suck eternal life potion.

You can’t move, you are trapped. Or rather, you don’t want to. You just want to be deadly used by them two for the rest of the night.

Killer has now inserted two fingers, perfectly moving them to cause you to mewl. Whereas your hand has surrounded Kidd’s throbbing shaft, masturbating him as he keeps biting your nipples with great dedication and perhaps a pinch of violence you enjoy the most.

“Fuck me, the two of you. Please” you beg once you are able to say something.

“That’s why Killer has been stretching you out with his fingers, right bro?” Kidd says, still with one of your breasts on his mouth and his index right on your clit.

Killer laughs and takes his fingers -that were already three- off your opened and with spasming walls.

You lift your ass conveniently to give him better access from the back, and soon the tip of a pretty wide shaft barges inside of you.

You curl your back, trying to get him to penetrate you deeper and deeper. Needy, in heat but even if his hips were destroying your insides, yet not satisfied. You wanted something more to fill the void…

“You two, now… please” you look right into Kidd’s orange irises. Your lips open, your eyes sloppy from the pleasure, your tongue out with dripping saliva…

“I told you I always wanted to fuck you, didn’t I? Open wide so we can both fit, sweet little bitch ~”

Kidd is slightly longer that Killer, but not as wide as him. Both seem to fit perfectly inside you and the coordination of their rams is in total perfection.

You shiver, you quiver. Walls with desperate milking motions rip growls and grunts from the guys. You feel your belly full, with a bump forming every time they go deep enough to make you cough. The grazing of their dicks going in and out of you, stretching you so mercilessly, the way your clit would graze Kid’s base of his sex… an explosive climax, bathing them two, pushing them to the limits until their bodies couldn’t take it no more.

Killer came first. Kidd followed. Once. Twice… and who knows how many more times?

Full, dripping warm seed, exhausted. That was how you fall asleep that night ~

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