#onepiecexreader

The island of Pucci was bustling, a vibrant, chaotic maze of market stalls and the heavy, sweet scent of roasting nuts mingling with the sharp tang of sea salt. The cobblestone streets were packed with merchants shouting their prices and locals haggling over the morning’s catch. Nami was at the front of the group, her eyes sharp and her jaw set as she clutched a strict grocery list, her mind already calculating the Berries she could save. Beside her, Usopp was deeply embroiled in a debate with a local carpenter over the structural integrity of some "legendary" timber, gesturing wildly with his hands.

And then there was Luffy.

He was drifting along behind them, his hands tucked behind his head and his sandals slapping rhythmically against the stone. His nose was twitching, scanning the air for the scent of roasting meat, but his gaze suddenly snagged on a small, shaded stall tucked away between a colorful fruit vendor and a soot-stained blacksmith.

There [reader] was, meticulously organizing a display of handmade trinkets and golden jars of local honey. The sunlight filtered through the canvas awning in long, amber shafts, catching the light in her hair and making the glass jars shimmer like sunken treasure. For the first time in his life, Luffy’s stomach didn't growl—his heart just sort of... jumped. It was a strange, buoyant feeling, like he’d suddenly found a mystery island he hadn't known was on the map.

Without a word to Nami or Usopp, Luffy veered off-course. He didn't walk; he marched with the singular, terrifying focus of a man who had found the One Piece itself.

[Reader] was just reaching for a jar on the top shelf when a shadow fell over the table, blocking out the afternoon heat. She looked up, expecting a regular customer, but instead found herself staring into the bright, wide-eyed, and utterly unblinking grin of a boy in a straw hat.

"Hi!" he chirped, leaning his weight against her display until the wood creaked.

"Oh, hello!" [reader] replied, offering a professional, albeit slightly confused smile. "Can I help you find something? The honey is local, or if you're looking for one of the charms—"

"You’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen in the whole world," Luffy said. His voice was loud, clear, and completely devoid of any social filter, carrying over the noise of the surrounding market. "You look like a sunset, but way better because you have a face."

The jar of honey nearly slipped from [reader]'s fingers. Her brain hit a metaphorical brick wall, her thoughts scattered like leaves in a gale. She felt her face begin to heat up, a deep crimson creeping from her neck to her cheeks.

"I—uh—the sunset? I... thank you? That’s... it’s just a stall, I mean, I’m just selling things, I didn't expect—"

"And your eyes are really sparkly!" he continued, leaning over the counter until his nose was inches from hers. His expression was dead serious, his obsidian eyes scanning her features with a dazed sort of wonder. "I bet you're even stronger than you look. Do you like adventure? Do you like meat? You should definitely come with me."

"I... meat is fine? I’ve never really... adventure?" [reader] felt her tongue feeling like it had grown three sizes, making it impossible to form a coherent sentence. "You can't just—I have a permit for this stall—you're being very... blunt."

"I'm Luffy!" He beamed, ignoring her confusion entirely as he reached out to poke a small silver trinket on her tray. "And you're coming on my ship. We need a... a Trinket Person! Or a Honey Person! Whatever you want, just join my crew! We have a doctor who’s a reindeer and a cook who makes great snacks!"

He reached across the table, his hand hovering near hers, his energy so intense and honest that it felt like standing too close to a bonfire. [Reader] opened her mouth to argue, to explain that she had a business to run and a life that didn't involve sailing with rubber boys, but the sheer, blinding brightness of his smile made the words die in her throat.

"I really don't think I'm qualified to be a—"

POW.

A fist came out of nowhere, connecting squarely with the top of Luffy’s head with the sound of a hammer hitting a drum. His face slammed into the wooden counter with a muffled thump, his straw hat wobbling precariously.

"I leave you alone for five minutes!" Nami shrieked, appearing like a whirlwind of orange hair and unbridled fury. She grabbed the back of Luffy’s red vest, hauling him upright while he dizzily tried to find his balance, tiny birds practically circling his head.

"I am so, so sorry," Nami said, turning to [reader] with a practiced, apologetic smile, though her eyes were twitching with the urge to launch Luffy into the next kingdom. "He’s an idiot. He’s a total menace. Please ignore everything he just said—he hasn't had lunch yet and his brain has clearly evaporated in the heat."

"But Nami!" Luffy wailed, his rubbery legs trailing behind him as she began dragging him away by his collar like a disobedient puppy. "She’s the one! She’s the Sunset-Honey-Trinket-Girl! We need her! She has the sparkly eyes!"

"We need cabbage, Luffy! Move!" Usopp added, hovering nervously in the background and giving [reader] a frantic, 'please-don't-call-the-guards' wave before scurrying after them.

As they rounded the corner and disappeared into the crowd, [reader] could still hear Luffy’s muffled, indignant protests echoing through the market, rising above the chatter of the merchants.

"I didn't even get her name! Nami, let go! I have to go back and tell her she has a very nice nose! It's a very cute nose! And I want some of that honey!"

[reader] stood there, stunned and blushing furiously, clutching a jar of honey to her chest as if it were a shield. She watched the empty space where he had been standing, the air still vibrating with his chaotic energy. Behind her, the blacksmith let out a hearty, booming laugh.

"Better start packing your things, lass," the man chuckled, wiping soot from his brow. "When that lad decides he wants someone on his crew, the sea usually finds a way to make it happen."

Katakuri x Reader x King

Warning : NSFW

A huge fight broke out when Big Mom decided to pay Kaido a visit and now they were laughing, eating, and drinking as if they hadn't tried to kill each other a few moments ago. They drunkenly got up and announced their alliance to their crew members.

It didn't take long for them to adapt to this new information as they talked with each other, laughing, and drinking except for the two strongest men of their crew. It is said their strengths come in second after their captain. They were none other than Charlotte Katakuri from the Big Mom Pirates and King the Wildfire from the Beast Pirates.

Black Maria noticed how tense and serious they were. They barely said anything as they sat next to each other, keeping the same stern look on their fully and half-covered faces.

She approached them with a smug look on her face. "Why are you guys so tense? Relax a bit."

Katakuri stared at her in silence.

"Mind your own business, Black Maria," King said.

Black Maria playfully pouted in response, "Awn, you guys are no fun." She sighed seeing how unresponsive and cold they were. "Tell you what, you see that girl over there who's pouring the drinks for us?"

Their eyes followed to where Black Maria was pointing at. It was directed towards the young girl wearing a kimono who was currently pouring sake for Kaido.

Black Maria continued, "Her name is [Y/n]. She works at my brothel. She doesn't engage herself in such work but you know what they say, the new ones are always the delicious ones."

She teased, a mischievous smirk forming on her face, "However, I can make a special request with her for you guys and she can't refuse. But of course, you will have to pay her a dirty amount of money. What do you say?"

Katakuri narrowed his eyes and King glared at her.

Black Maria shrugged, "Don't look at me like that. It's just an offer. You can refuse if you want to but think about it for some time. Come to me if you change your mind." She lazily waved at them before walking towards Kaido and clinging onto him.

The two commanders sat in silence until King broke it. "What do you think?"

Katakuri glanced at him from the corner of his eyes. King continued, "She's cute, isn't she?"

Katakuri turned to look at [Y/n] who sat quietly at the back with her head down, "She is."

"For once, Black Maria made a good offer. Nothing is stopping us. We both know each other's secrets," King kept his stare on [Y/n].

"Other than that, there is something else," Katakuri said and King looked at him in confusion.

"Oh, you're worried about that? I doubt she is someone like that. Even if she was, we must keep her mouth shut."

Katakuri pondered for a moment before letting out a sigh. "I will take on the offer. What about you?"

King glanced at Katakuri before making eye contact with Black Maria nodding his head. She smirked happy that they accepted her offer.

[Y/n] waited for them in an empty guest room on the bed. She flinched slightly when she heard a familiar sound of loud footsteps which belonged to King and another unfamiliar one with the sound of spurs clanging. She assumed it belonged to Katakuri.

The door slides open as the two commanders enter before closing it behind their back. The loud click of the door being locked could be heard. [Y/n] looked down, unable to make eye contact with them as she finds them intimidating.

King approached her and held her chin, tilting it up as they looked into each other's eyes.

"Don't look away," He started, "especially when we're doing it."

[Y/n] cheeks dusted a dark shade of red at his blunt words before shyly nodding her head.

King took off his gloves and looked down at her. His thumb tracing her soft pink lips.

He leaned down and whispered into her ear, "Open wide."

[Y/n] obeyed, slightly opening her mouth for his thumb to enter.

"Now, suck," King demanded.

[Y/n] rolled her tongue around his thumb as she started to suck it. King stared in satisfaction although it wasn't visible since he had his mask on.

He removed his thumb from her mouth and pushed her onto the bed. [Y/n] tried to sit up but King grabbed her by the neck and pushed her down.

"Stay still," he grumbled. He removed his mask throwing it on the ground. He untied her kimono robe, leaving her in her undergarments.

"Are you just here to watch?" King turned to face Katakuri who was leaning against the wall. "Charlotte."

Katakuri stayed silent before walking towards them. He stood beside King then hovered over [Y/n] with his arms pinned beside her head.

"Take it off," He ordered. His voice was cold and he had a serious look on his face.

[Y/n] was about to take off her bra but stopped when she heard Katakuri speak again.

"No, I meant my vest. Do it for me."

[Y/n] hesitantly reached to touch his vest, sliding it down as her fingers brushed against his muscles.

"Now, my scarf."

[Y/n] touched his cheeks first. She wanted to take it slow. She could tell that it was a sensitive subject for him. She softly caressed his cheeks before slowly sliding his scarf down.

"Are you terrified?"

For a moment, [Y/n] saw a glimpse of Katakuri's eyes softening which was different from the usual glare and the stern look he always have.

"No," She shook her head.

"Are you lying?" Katakuri still wasn't convinced.

[Y/n] brought his face closer to her and Katakuri let her do so. She placed soft kisses on every corner of his mouth before kissing his lips.

Katakuri slightly opened his mouth as he allow the kiss to unfold.

She meant it. She wasn't scared. She wasn't disgusted.

Katakuri broke the kiss as [Y/n] panted softly for air.

"You two really took your time," King said before slamming his lips onto her. He was rougher than Katakuri. He pushed his tongue into her mouth as she gasped for air.

King pulled away from the kiss as [Y/n] stared at him with her eyes slightly narrowed, her cheeks flushing pink and her tongue out with a string of connected saliva.

Katakuri laid down on the bed beside her as he picked her up and made her lie on top of him before unclasping her bra, letting her breasts out.

His hands went to fondle her breasts, pinching her nipple as she squirmed on top of him and moaning loudly.

King took off her underwear and [Y/n] closed her legs as she felt exposed and shy.

"Don't close your legs," he narrowed his eyes as he spread them open.

King's fingers delved between [Y/n]'s slick folds, stroking her clit, sliding inside her tight heat. He pumped them in and out, curling against her inner walls, making her writhe with pleasure.

Katakuri’s hands cupped her breasts, kneading the soft flesh. He rolled her nipples between his fingers, pinching lightly, sending jolts of sensation straight to her core.

[Y/n] gasped, her back arching off the bed as they worked her over, their touch igniting every nerve ending in her body. She could feel herself climbing higher, the pleasure coiling tight in her belly.

King's thumb rubbed against her clit, his fingers thrusting deep, finding that sweet spot that made her see stars. Katakuri's hands squeezed her breasts, his mouth latching onto a nipple, sucking hard.

“Katakuri-sama! King-sama!” She moaned their names as she felt her high coming through.

With a final flick of King's thumb and a hard suck from Katakuri, [Y/n] came undone, her body convulsing, her cry of pleasure echoing off the walls. They worked her through it, their touch gentling as she floated down from her high.

As [Y/n] lay there, gasping for breath, trying to come down from her high, Katakuri flipped her over onto her hands and knees. She barely had time to register the change in position before he was unbuckling his belt, taking his pants off.

King did the same as he moved behind her, his hands gripping her ass cheeks, kneading the soft flesh. They pressed against her from both sides, their hard cocks rubbing against her skin, hot and heavy with need.

[Y/n] moaned, her tongue darting out to lick the tip of Katakuri's cock. He groaned, his hand fisting in her hair, guiding her head down onto his shaft.

At the same time, King pushed forward, his cock sliding into her wet heat with one hard thrust. She cried out around Katakuri's cock, her body jolting at the sudden invasion.

They set a brutal pace, fucking her hard and fast from both ends. King's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he pounded into her. Katakuri's hand fisted in her hair, pushing her head down, forcing her to take him deep.

[Y/n]'s mind went blank, lost in the sensation of being so completely filled, so utterly claimed by these two powerful men. She could feel herself getting near again, the pleasure building in her core, threatening to consume her.

With a final thrust and a scream of pleasure, [Y/n] came as she moaned into Katakuri’s cock, her body shaking, her inner walls clenching around King's cock. He followed soon after, his release shooting deep inside her, filling her to the brim.

Katakuri pulled out of her mouth, his hand stroking his cock fast and hard. With a groan, he came, his release painting her face, dripping down her chin.

Katakuri flipped [Y/n] onto her back, settling between her thighs. He leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear as he looked at King in the eyes. "Watch carefully, King," he murmured, his voice low and smug. "This is how you really fuck a woman."

[Y/n] shivered at Katakuri’s words as she felt the tension between them. King was pissed but he didn't interfere. They had agreed to share her, after all, and fair was fair.

Katakuri positioned himself at her entrance, his cock nudging against her slick folds. With one hard thrust, he pushed inside her, filling her completely.

He set a slow, deep pace, his hips rolling against hers, grinding against her clit with each thrust. His hands slid under her ass, tilting her hips up, changing the angle of his penetration.

[Y/n] moaned, her hands clutching at his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. She could feel every inch of him inside her, stretching her, filling her so perfectly.

Katakuri's lips trailed down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin. He sucked hard, marking her, branding her as his. She cried out, her head falling back against the pillow, lost in the pleasure of his possession.

King watched from the sidelines, his jaw clenched, his fists tight at his sides. He wanted to jump in, to take over, to show Katakuri how it was really done. But he held back, reminding himself of their agreement.

As Katakuri's thrusts grew harder, faster, [Y/n] could feel herself nearing again. She was close, so close to the edge. With a final thrust and a scream of pleasure, she came undone, her body shaking, her inner walls clenching around Katakuri's cock.

He followed soon after, his release shooting deep inside her, filling her to the brim. They collapsed together, Katakuri's weight pressing down on her, his breath hot against her neck.

Katakuri and King took turns with [Y/n], each claiming her body in their own way. Katakuri was gentler, more sensual, his touch almost reverent as he explored every inch of her. King was rougher, more demanding, his possession almost brutal in its intensity.

They brought her to the brink again and again that she lost count of how many times she came, her body shaking, her cries of pleasure echoing off the walls.

[Y/n] felt herself nearing her limit. Her eyes rolled back and her body went limp.

Katakuri was the first to notice, pulling out of her with a soft murmur of concern. King followed suit, his hands gentling on her skin.

"Enough," Katakuri said, his voice firm. "She's had enough."

King nodded. They had agreed to share her, but they had never meant to hurt her. Too bad her stamina was too low compared to them but they couldn’t blame her. Compared to them, she was just a normal person, after all.

Katakuri carried her in his arms being careful to not her with King following behind as they washed her up. King went out to ask Black Maria for new clothes.

“So, how was she?” Black Maria smirked as she handed him a new kimono along with a pair of undergarments.

“Shut up. It’s none of your business,” King glared at her before walking away.

They helped her dressed up and placed her carefully on the bed. The two sat on either side of the bed.

“[Y/n],” King called out as she hummed in response. “Quit your job.”

Her eyes widened in surprise, “But why? I need the money.”

“If money is what you’re worried about then it’s no longer your concern anymore,” Katakuri said as she turned to face him.

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Stay with us instead,” King said. He had a serious look on his face.

“Six months with me and another six months with him,” Katakuri said.

[Y/n] was still not convinced, “I don’t get it. Why?”

King placed his hand on her cheek as he softly cupped it, “After all this, we can’t just let you go like that.”

Katakuri held her hand in his, “You caught our eyes from the start. And when I tell you to stay with us, we are not telling you to become our slut or anything. It’s more like being our-”

They both kissed her cheeks making her cheeks dust red and her eyes widened in surprise.

They looked at her with seriousness and determination,

“Lover. So what do you say, [Y/n]?”

[Y/n] smiled widely. She felt happy. She felt loved.

Anyway,i'd like to request headcanons feauturing Kid,Luffy and Sanji with a reader that is exactly like them. Like,her personality it's so similar to theirs that they look like the same person in different fonts🙏🏽 Thank you so much if you can do this,and there's no rush at all

Hi!! Thank you so much,I really appreciate your words💓 Don't worry at all,I get you since I'm actually very shy too,and I used to do the same when requesting things! So that's totally okay.

Summary:Kid,Luffy and Sanji reacting to a reader who is very similar to them.

The Neighbourhood | Portgas D Ace x Reader (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/394015009-the-neighbourhood-portgas-d-ace-x-reader?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=cinnamoonbluewtp

You moved to one of the biggest cities in the world - Grand Line to pursue filmmaking career. Soon enough your path will cross with the vocalist of upcoming band called “The Neighbourhood”. At first you decided to be just friends - because it would be easier, but sadly as everything in life sometimes by taking the easy path we regret a lot of things.

(Sanji x reader) Pronouns: He/Him