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Niji Character Sheet

Context: Set for a one piece modern AU

𝙽𝚒𝚓𝚒 𝚅𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚔𝚎

"ᴄʀᴜᴇʟ ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴄᴏᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ᴄʀʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴜꜱɪɴɢ ᴘᴀɪɴ ɪꜱ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ɢʀɪᴇᴠᴇ.."

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ʙᴀꜱɪᴄ ᴅᴇᴛᴀɪʟꜱ

ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Niji Vinsmoke

ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇꜱ: N/A

ᴀɢᴇ: 24

ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Cis male

ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴꜱ: He/him

ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Queer (unaware)

ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ: March 2nd

ᴢᴏᴅɪᴀᴄ ꜱɪɢɴ: Pisces

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ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ: 6'1"

ꜱᴋɪɴ ᴛᴏɴᴇ: Fair

ʜᴀɪʀ: Blue (dyed)

ᴇʏᴇꜱ: Blue

ꜱᴄᴀʀꜱ: N/A

ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴍᴏᴅꜱ: N/A

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ʙᴀᴄᴋꜱᴛᴏʀʏ

Niji grew up in a large family. He was the third born of five siblings, to a questionable pair of parents. His mother, Sora, was a wonderful woman and he wished she’d been around longer to protect himself and his siblings - though he’d never voice that kind of thought aloud.

Niji has always been an angry person, stemming from his freshly diagnosed ADHD and frustration surrounding it growing up. He’s.. working on it. As a result of this childhood anger, he’d often lash out at his brother, Sanji. He was the least like the other brothers, far more gentle and kind, much like their mother. He’d been easy to pick on, and it was a safe way to get out his anger, because they never got into trouble for picking on Sanji like they would with other people.

In his later teen years, Niji began feeling a lot of guilt. It was hard. It took years to get an ADHD diagnosis but he was diagnosed with Alexithymia at a much younger age - a disorder in which you struggle to identify the feelings that you’re experiencing. This only served to make him more frustrated, and more likely to lash out. Again.. Working on it. It took some time, and a few secret visits to a therapist, but he began working through all of those feelings, centred largely around his anger, his cruel tendencies, and his feelings about both Sanji and Sora.

He grew up uncaring for academics despite being generally intelligent, managing to perform well on exams with minimal effort put in. He graduated high school with grades good enough to get on with his life, but never looked at a career past that - he didn’t need to, the Vinsmoke family was well off enough.

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ᴄᴀʀᴇᴇʀ

Unemployed

Niji is currently unemployed. He knows that he should get off his ass and get a job, and if nothing else he should get out of his father’s house, but the Vinsmoke money is what keeps buying his ADHD medication and he knows that if he left home and cut ties with the family like he wants to, he’d be stuck.

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ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇꜱ

Video Games

Niji spends most of his time playing video games. It’s the one hobby that he has that has persisted over the years, where others have faded away as he aged. Any ‘friends’ that he has have come from gaming too, and apps like discord.

Clubbing

While not a social man, Niji does enjoy going out to clubs and bars to pick up bed partners. He’s plenty capable of chatting and flirting once he’s had a drink or two for courage, and to help dampen all the noise in his head that would usually make him less capable.

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ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ

☾ Blueberries ☾ Scotch ☾ Soccer ☾ Ice Hockey ☾ Action & sci-fi movies

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ᴅɪꜱʟɪᴋᴇꜱ

☽ Clowns ☽ Taking a bath ☽ Boredom ☽ Monotony

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ᴀꜱᴘɪʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ

Niji would like to try to reconnect with Sanji. He would understand if he wasn’t wanted, or accepted, but he’d feel better knowing that he extended a hand, and tried to show his brother that he has changed.

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ꜰᴇᴀʀꜱ

༓ Heights ༓ Never escaping Judge

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ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘꜱ

ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ

ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ

➼ Judge Vinsmoke ➼ Living

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ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

➼ Sora Vinsmoke ➼ Deceased

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ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ➼ Reiju Vinsmoke ➼ Living

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ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

➼ Ichiji Vinsmoke ➼ Living

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ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

➼ Sanji Vinsmoke ➼ Living, estranged

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ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

➼ Yonji Vinsmoke ➼ Living

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Niji’s connection with his family can be.. Shaky at times. Sanji is long gone, having left the family to prioritise himself and Niji truly can’t blame him - not after the way he’s been treated by their family. He almost wishes he were brave enough to do the same, but sadly he can blend in, and needs the family money more than he needs to be independent.

Reiju has always been good to him and his brothers, and he appreciates her for that immensely. She showed them kindness where only their mother would typically, and after Sora died became the only one to do so. She understood them more than an outsider ever could.

Niji isn’t sure he hates Judge. He knows that his father is harsh, and unkind, but aren’t all parents? Or maybe all fathers? He has nothing to compare against. Who is he to say that Judge isn’t a product of a harsh life, just as he is himself. Though, he’d prioritise any of his siblings over his father for sure, if the situation ever came down to it.

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ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ

Niji doesn’t really have any friends. He has his siblings, of course, and they’re close to friends in a sense. He also has a few friends online that he games with, but he’s not sure those are truly his friends either. He certainly wouldn’t invite them to his big life events, so he’s not sure they count.

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ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ

Niji isn’t someone who is very good at forming long-term connections. He struggles to connect with anyone at all, and likes to maintain his freedom and independence. A lot of his relationships (not just romantic) in his life have been about control and codependency and so he struggles to form connections without those dynamics, or perhaps in fear of them.

However, he does like to go out clubbing and hook up with strangers. It’s one of his favourite hobbies in fact. The sex is different with everyone, so he never grows bored, and he rarely goes back to the same person twice.

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ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ

ᴘʜʏꜱɪᴄᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ

Niji’s physical health is.. Fine. He played soccer in high school and still occasionally plays with his brothers, because it’s about the only active exercise they get nowadays. Though, they say sex burns calories and Niji maintains that is how he keeps his figure.

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ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜ

Niji has ADHD and alexithymia. He’s medicated for his ADHD and has semi-regular therapy appointments to help along with all his misplaced anger, and helping him in being able to identify his feelings more accurately, and faster. He sees his therapist less now as he becomes better at it, but he still has a ways to go.

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ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ

Niji eats a lot of junk. He could eat better if he chose to, considering the money the family has available to him, but he enjoys his little rebellions and one of those is eating the worst food he possibly can, going directly against his snobby and rich upbringing.

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ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ

Niji’s memory is fine. It isn’t above or below average.

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ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ

Niji is often up late, whether he’s gaming, clubbing, or doing the horizontal tango. This often means that he sleeps relatively late in the day, which is just fine for him because he doesn’t have a job to go to.

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sashi-ya · 2 years

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Hi Sashi 😊

When I Herr royal, I practically can't but ask you for some vinsmoke action, I'm sorry 😅

So if the slot is still free, I would like to request Vinsmoke Niji x F! reader, with the prompt "Royal's secret". I'm a hoe soooo I would like to have it NSFW, maybe with some choking, degradation and since it's niji, maybe some electric play if that fits with you.

Thank you so much 😊💙

Hewwooo my sweet baby!!! Here I am with this sinful fic for you! Please enjoy, and have a lot of fun 😏😈. Thank u for your support babe!! 💙

👑 Oh, Royal Lust Event ~ Royals AU event.

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 ~ 𝑽𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒆 𝑵𝒊𝒋𝒊 𝒙 𝑭! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~ 𝑨 𝑹𝒐𝒚𝒂𝒍 𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕

tw: Degradation. Dom Niji. Oral. Electric play. Choking. Public. Semi public. Degrading language. Creampie. Marking. Biting. Dacryphilia. Don't expect a very romantinc fic, it's Niji guys 💁‍♀️

wc: 1.7k

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His gloved hand presses the inside of your thigh, while the rest of diners have no idea. Under the table, he gets to have fun. He doesn’t care if you moan or whine in front of others. In fact, he would, most likely, enjoy it. Degrading yourself before the eyes of the rest? That’s what he turns him on the most.

Slowly, but surely his fingers trace a path up until your -panty less- crotch. Your eyes widen, why during a wedding? Why during this particular wedding? But you should have known, why then he would ask for you not to wear any lingerie under your dress if not for this?

“Niji…” you whisper, trying to cover your aroused face with a cup of tea. A little buzz travels your body, from your sex to your heart. The stinging punishment of forgetting something so simple like the “sama” at the end of his name.

“Ni…ji?” he whispers in your ear, smirking devilishly, enjoying the way your core feel even wetter than before. “I- I’m sorry, Niji-sama” you mumble back, trying to close your thighs. You need him to stop, you can’t take it any longer or else every person in Whole Cake Island will get the pleasure to hear your whines.

You squirm in place, under the look of Niji’s older brother. He usually doesn’t care about anything related to Niji’s escorts but surely he has never seen one so restless. “Oi, bro. What’s with the girl?” he asks, making you try to bury yourself into the deepest pit of hell. “Eh- she seems not to behave. Let’s go, (Name)” he orders, taking his two fingers off your entrance and standing up.

Niji pulls from your arm and drags him with you. “Oi, come back before the ceremony you asshole” Ichiji, the older one tells him, well knowing what’s about to happen to you. And you, of course, know it too.

You walk fast, stumbling with your own feet as Niji mercilessly hauls you from your wrist. “You know what’s gonna happen now, right? All because you cannot behave!” he scolds you, as if it was your fault he kept fingering you and sending little electric shocks up your sex.

“I’m sorry, Niji-sama. I didn’t mean it…” you try to excuse yourself as if he cared. “Yeah, sorry” he grunts, pushing you inside a little back room for service. There are some ladies changing, they are probably part of the staff that will be serving during Sanji and Pudding’s wedding.

Every lady screams in terror, a man had entered their locker room and gives zero fucks about it. “Move the fuck out of here, gotta fuck this bitch and get’s a little shy if there are many people around” he chimes, making the waitresses run away from it leaving you both alone.

You are mortified, you look down at your hands stretching your already short dress down. And soon you remember yourself getting into this, being Niji’s bitch is what you wanted and what he is about to do with you proves why…

“Look at me, little bitch” he orders, passing his fingers under your chin to lift it up. Your eyes fix on your own reflection over his glasses. Your eyes that are teary already, just like he likes it. “Are you gonna cry? Don’t you think I haven’t done anything for you to do so?” he states, smiling and playing with his thumb over your lips.

You look at him in silence, enjoying the leathery taste of his gloves as he now makes you suck his thumb. “I’m gonna drink your tears” he mumbles, lowering his glasses. You nod, in ecstasy, with that sweet expression he loves of you, completely surrendered, completely willingly to be used by his royal dick.

Niji plays with the strings of saliva forming as he takes his thumb off your mouth and makes your lower lip pout just enough to make you drool. A little drop dripping through your chin down, sexily shining with the little lights filtering from the party outside. “You drooling for my dick already? Needy bitch” he growls, surprisingly grabbing you by your neck.

He chokes you so hard that you are sure his fingerprints will be carved in your skin. Precious oxygen that is lacking in your lungs, makes you turn slightly blue and the pressure building in your head to become dizzy.

He shakes you a little, making your eyes turn white. “Sit right here” he says, throwing whatever there was over a little table and depositing you there. He looks at you, while you try to breathe in all the ambience’s air.

Niji laughs as he takes his cape off. The red velvety material of his royal attire rests over a foldable chair and soon the sound of his pants zipper going down invades the place. “Spread wide open” he commands, slapping your knees for you to do it quickly.

You obey him, lifting your hips a little and spreading your legs, your dress rolls up your thighs exposing your nudity to him. “Look at your wet cunt, baby” he says, after he takes his sex out of his pants and begins pumping it.

You bite your lower lip, looking at him like a little poor victim so ready to be pounded. Your eyes go up and down, to the reddish, dripping tip of his shaft to his abusive stare. Niji adores your insatiable expression and pumps a little faster. “You like this dick? Huh?” he spits, biting his glove to take it off from his free hand…And that only means one thing; If the leather material that lowered the conductivity of his electrical shocks on your body, now that they are gone… you better prepare yourself.

He reaches your sex with just the tip of his fingers; the little blueish rays connect to your sex making you squirm and scream. They hurt, but they aren’t painful. Instead, those little shocks send a million stings of pleasure throughout your whole body. You carve your nails into the wooden table where you are sitting, moaning soundly.

Your back arches, your eyes get full of tears. Is the reaction to him inflicting you pain that gets him hard, so hard. The blue haired prince is about to cum, and he wants to do it all over your body. Your toes curl, and while you reach for climax, he does too.

Niji grunts loudly, bending over you. He never stops the little shocks as he also traces circles on your clit. Drops of his sweet release first fall over your belly, drops that turn into much more. He is not only please with leaving you sticky, but he also wants to ruin your dress. “Let’s show everyone in this party how much of a cum dump you are, shall we?” he moans and keeps pumping his dick to empty himself over your clothes.

The stains covering the velvety black fabric of your short tight dress – that Niji chose himself- show how much he wants the rest to know who you belong to. “Good girl, look at you… all dirty, just like the whore you are” he mumbles, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

Your prince then offers you his hand to help you stand up, and as you do he comes closer to your face with his member in his hand. “Come on, stand up. Lick my dick clean with your tongue”

You quickly nod, and round his still pulsating shaft with your trembling hands. You lick and suck, cleaning the rests of his past orgasm off, only to discover how hard he gets instantly after.

“We gotta be quick now, my failure of a brother will be useful for the very first time in his life and I don’t wanna miss the ceremony” he states, with a weird sense of pride and degrade for Sanji-sama. But, instead of taking you right there, he wants to have even more fun…

The prince lifts you up and makes you walk up to the window that leads to the infinite lands of Whole Cake Island. “Let’s entertain some of the guests that may occasionally pass by this place” he whispers in your ear, pushing you against the window in front of you. You can even see people some meters from where you are, and you just pray for them not to see you.

Niji frees your breasts from your dress, squeezing them into the cold glass. “There, show them your tits too. Show them those juicy boobs. Are they getting hard, hm?” he whispers in your ear, pushing you even harder. He lifts your right leg up, just for him to fit perfectly inside you. The tip of his sex graze your sticky and slippery one. And deep inside of you he slides.

He rounds your neck with his forearm and presses as he begins fucking you, once again you are short of breath, but you rejoice on the little whimpers he lets escape from his mouth as your pussy tightly clenches around his dick.

He brutally penetrates you, thrusting with no mercy. Squeezing your neck and your cheeks just for you to be completely exposed to anybody who dared to walk by. “I just wish more people would get to see that slutty face… look how you drool, look your eyes, look at your reflection, at how you cry and mess up your make up… such a good whore lord! Keep milking my dick that way, babe” he moans, as he goes in and out, on and on. Your legs tremble, and even sometimes are to weak to hold you up… Either way, he is strong enough to keep you up for as much as he likes.

You whine his name, pressing your forehead against the foggy window. Your lips are surely as blue as his hair, as the oxygen isn’t really flowing through your blood… and who cares? You could die right here, and you wouldn’t mind it.

You let your body be a total toy for the prince, allowing him to fill you up as many times as he wants, to burst inside of you, to make you come countless times.

And just after your orgasm, and while you feel your womb about to explode for how full it feels of his cum, he decides to tell you a little….

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“Can you keep a secret, little slut?” he mumbles, kissing -and biting- your neck. “Y-yes, Niji-sama” you stutter, barely able to speak.

“Good, good… you see, there is no better pussy for me to bury in than yours… I think I feel more than scorn for you… don’t tell anybody, alright?”