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I'm so pissed right now... I created a profile again on a dating and friendship app to make new friends and ¡boom! My ex gave me heart. I couldn't help myself and wrote him "he likes you". "¿Are you kidding me?" and he replied that he hit me by mistake and proceeded to delete me. How can you be so cheeky? Now I see that I shed tears for an idiot who didn't even care about me from the start. I see that to have loved me he has moved very fast. Literally a day passed!

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King would not need to worry about anything related to the world government and that would take a great weight off his shoulders.

What do you imagine if King and Queen switched personalities? Like King could still have his mask to hide his status as a Lunarian but he could still a fun loving party animal who loves the ladies and makes sure they keep his secret, while also being a great entertainer. Also Queen would be a stoic, serious scientist who has no time for play and is focused on creating deadly weapons of science.

Well it would be interesting to say the least but it would be a bit of a cliché for Queen to be the reserved crazy scientist. I would really love to see King living his live and having a good time like he deserves.

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What do you imagine if King and Queen switched personalities? Like King could still have his mask to hide his status as a Lunarian but he could still a fun loving party animal who loves the ladies and makes sure they keep his secret, while also being a great entertainer. Also Queen would be a stoic, serious scientist who has no time for play and is focused on creating deadly weapons of science.

Well it would be interesting to say the least but it would be a bit of a cliché for Queen to be the reserved crazy scientist. I would really love to see King living his live and having a good time like he deserves.

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Just imagine if a home ate a smile fruit. That would be interesting

Maybe the power of that fruit would go to Big Mom since the homies have part of her soul 🤔

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Anyone wants an angst one-shot? I think that today I can nail it lol

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a tired King 

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How can someone who loves you leave you because your face is different without makeup? I just want to understand but I can't seem to.

I know I'm not pretty but damn, what little self-esteem I had has gone to shit

I'm just trying to get it off my chest

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Hello! I hope everything is alright and is getting better for you. I saw the request is open again, is it ok for me to send nsfw scenario or headcanons request for king and fem s/o? S/o wants to try to take the lead, do you think king will let s/o takes the lead or not. I hope this isn't too much for you, thank you! Don't forget to take care of yourself!

Of course! Count on it 💕 And thank you very much for your words 😊

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Hello again! My life has been crazy these months but I'm going to start the blog again and this week I'll upload all the pending one-shots. It'll take a few days but I'll try.

I apologize in advance if they are not of good quality. Right now I'm going through a very bad time (yesterday my boyfriend broke up with me) so I'm going to try my best.

So with that being said, requests are open again.

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mihawk you’re a fucking MADMAN

where’s the toilet paper? you gonna just wipe your ass with zoro’s hopes and dreams???

why is the toilet not even attached to the fucking WALL?? WHERE IS THE WATER SOURCE???? why is it on a RUG???

no paintings? no homoerotic portraits of vampires? nothing?? not even a bowl of wax fruit?

a mirror? a bathtub?? do you fucking bathe???

WHY IS THERE NO SOURCE OF LIGHT IN HERE DO YOU BRING IN A CANDLESTICK WITH YOU JUST TO SHIT? DOES IT MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE A MAN SHITTING IN TOTAL DARKNESS??

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Y/n: squishy❤

Katakuri: *with squished cheeks* Darling please, we're out in public

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short comic about anon hate

 gentle reminder that I do my art for ME!! i am on nobody’s payroll and i have no obligations to cater to ANYONE!!! so fair warning: if you send me negative shit, YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!! i ain’t got time for this bad energy. peace

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rb to give a flower to the person you rb this from

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Loving you NSFW

Pairing: King x fem reader.

Words: 694.

Warnings: reader's first time.

Requested by: @bottlepiecemusesecemuses.

AN: there you go.

Her body temperature rose, her breath hitched, and her voice came out in ragged moans. It was at that time that she became aware of the situation. King was on top of her and kissed her desperately, as if there was no tomorrow. He kissed her eagerly, devouring her lips with his own as he roamed her small body compared to his with those gigantic hands that could finish her off in a matter of seconds.

They parted for air and locked eyes, expressing everything they felt for each other without saying it.

When she finally felt ready after that big make-out session, she passed it on to King, and King, agitated, asked her several times if she was sure about it.

After assuring him several times that she was ready, she sat on the bed and took off her shirt, revealing that she was not wearing a bra. At this, King hurriedly took off his shirt and then got up from the bed, so he could take off his pants. He climbed back on the bed and after looking into her eyes, he took his hands to the annoying piece of clothing that was between their bodies. He slid the fabric down her legs with all the care in the world, as if unwrapping the most fragile of gifts. Now they were only separated by their underwear.

She gazed at the tent his big member created out of his gray boxers and licked her lips at the thought of being taken by King. At that moment, she had mixed feelings. On one hand she wanted to make love with him, but on the other hand she was terrified since this would be her first time. She was relieved that King knew she was a virgin and that he was going to be as gentle as possible. And although he didn't show it, he was also terrified. What if he hurt her? What would he do?

As soon as they both looked at each other, all those thoughts and doubts present in their minds vanished. Whatever happened, they had each other and that was the only thing that mattered in the end.

King took it upon himself to get those missing pieces out of the way, and soon they were back into their kissing and cuddling session.

He settled between her legs and brought his hand up to her femininity, massaging her clit and causing her mouth to release a series of moans that were like music to his ears. While he was in charge of pleasing her with his hand, he began to leave a trail of kisses from her neck to her breasts. Once there, he kissed one of her breasts while with his free hand he rolled her nipple between his fingers, driving her crazy and leaving her wanting more. Soon his hand was replaced by his tongue, and within minutes the knot that had been forming in her lower abdomen broke.

He positioned himself between her legs again and after kissing her, he began to introduce his member slowly, inch by inch, until he hit the bottom. She brought her hands to his head and pulled at his hair before bringing their lips together in a passionate kiss.

King stayed still, waiting for her to get used to the feeling of his member inside her and while he waited, he caressed her and whispered how much he loved her in her ear.

After a while, she began to roll her hips, and he took it as a signal to begin his thrusts, which increased as the minutes passed.

When the pleasure of those delicious thrusts that he gave her with his member was too much, she came, letting out a great moan and King, feeling how his member was captured by those walls, he came inside her.

They both broke apart, agitated, and he lay down next to her, trying to catch his breath.

King pulled her close to him, and she snuggled into his chest, giving in to exhaustion. Her eyelids began to get heavy, but she held on long enough to hear King say three words.

“I love you”.

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Drying

Pairing: Eustass Kid x GN reader. Modern AU.

Words: 1,367.

Warnings: none.

A/N: this will have a second part.

My alarm goes off, and I move like a robot. I put on my slippers and head to the laundry room. I put the clothes in the washing machine, throw the products and turn on the machine to go back to my bed.

I sit up, kick off my slippers, and climb back into my bed, pulling the blankets up high and drifting into a deep sleep.

*Beep*

As soon as I hear that annoying sound, I uncover myself and repeat the above process. Once I get to the laundry room, I turn off the washing machine, open it and put the clothes in a basket. I put on another washer and grab the basket. I'm about to leave in the direction of the clothesline when I stop in my tracks when I hear a crash. A thunder.

I leave the laundry basket on the floor and go to the window to look, only to find that it is raining buckets. Just great.

My mind goes to the clothes just washed and the ones in the washing machine, and tries to think of a way for the clothes to dry. Bingo.

The laundry.

I have breakfast and get dressed, waiting for the second washing machine to finish. When it's over, I take a large garbage bag and put it inside my shopping cart, and I put the clean clothes in there. The car fills up, and I take a small one that I have to put the rest of my clothes, first putting a normal size garbage bag.

I take my keys, my wallet, an umbrella and the two carts. While I'm in the elevator, I think, how am I supposed to carry the umbrella with the two carts? I go out into the street and sigh when I see that it's not raining.

I put the umbrella on one of the two carts and walk to the laundromat that is just one block away.

I arrive, and my heart stops at the number of people inside. Obviously she wasn't going to be the only person to have such a brilliant idea of going to the laundromat on a rainy day, but for some reason, she believed the opposite.

On site there are three small washers, three large washers, two small dryers, and two large dryers.

I go in and leave the carts in front of the counter where people fold their clothes and ask who is the last to dry. I have two men and a family of five ahead of me and at that very moment I consider going home, but I tell myself that it won't be that long either. One of the seats is empty, and I sit down to wait for one of the large dryers to be empty, since with a small one I would have to wait twice as long and pay more. I refuse.

I look around and see most of the people on their phones, and that's when my brain clicks. Shit. How could I have forgotten my phone? I huff and look at anything that catches my eye.

When I'm tired of looking around the place, I turn my gaze towards the entrance and my eyes meet the tall redhead who just entered as if he owned the world.

He enters the place and asks who is the last. A woman points at me and tells him that I am. He looks at me and our gazes connect again like the first time. He thanks her and returns to the entrance, where he stands with the door open. I look at him discreetly and unintentionally, my eyes stop on his butt. I scold myself for that and look away, then back to the door to search for him, only to find that he's not there.

I soon forget about it and check to see how the dryers are doing, only to be annoyed that the family has kept three of the dryers instead of just one and the other three for everyone else. One of the men who went before has finished drying his clothes and the next one runs to claim his turn in a hurry, before the large family takes it too.

Another woman walks into the laundromat and walks over to one of the small washers and loads her clothes.

The woman of the family sits next to me and starts talking to me about how today it's a bad day, and I agree with her.

The redhead walks back in and watches how things are going. After snorting, he goes out again, and I see how he stays by the door again. Apparently he's in a hurry and must be tired of waiting so long, which I completely understand.

I lose track of time, but my feet hit the ground again when I hear the beep of one of the dryers, so I get up. I sit down again when I see that, as soon as it is emptied by the man, the dryer is occupied by the family. As this happens, the woman's washing machine finishes, and I watch as she dumps her clothes into a red shopping cart with a black handle.

Not even five minutes pass when a beep is heard throughout the place. I smile when the family has finally freed up one of the large dryers, but it's not long before it disappears when I see the woman who had taken her clothes out of the washer less than five minutes ago runs up and throws the clothes inside in a hurry, not even giving me time to say something. I sink into my chair as a feeling of defeat washes over me.

I see how the small dryer only has ten minutes left. Couldn't she wait ten minutes? She doesn't even have that many clothes!

Suddenly I see him enter with another man, but this one is blond, wears a blue shirt and is not as tall as him. The blond sits one seat away from me, leaving one seat free. The redhead who stole my attention since he entered intends to sit next to me, but the lady from before arrives, and he tells her to keep the seat. The woman thanks him, and he looks back at me but walks away and sits on a curb and pulls out his phone, where he starts watching videos in another language.

Ten minutes pass, and the woman sitting next to me gets up to empty the dryer with her family. The redhead stands up and says that it's my turn, already knowing that the woman who is using the big dryer is doing it without it being her turn, since he knows that she hadn't asked for a turn. As the dryer that has been free is one of the small ones, I give him the shift. He asks me if I'm sure, and I say yes. At this, he happily calls the blonde, and together they put their laundry in the dryer. When the machine is running, he thanks me again and leaves the room, with the blond man following him.

When there are ten minutes left for the dryer to finish, they both come back, look at the timer and leave again, but not before the redhead looks at me. After that time, they return again and as before, between the two of them they pick up their laundry.

A man approaches him, laundry in hand, and he stops him.

—It's their turn.—and after saying this he turns to me—Because do you want it, right?—he asks me with a slight blush.

I nod.

—Yes. I was expecting the big one, but what a remedy.— and I give him a smile that he reciprocates. The blond, already at the door with the bag of dry clothes, calls out to him, and he reluctantly turns around.

After one last look at him, I turn and start to fill the dryer, hoping it will rain another day, so I can see him again, only to end up rolling my eyes when I see that I can fit all my clothes in the small dryer.

Brilliant…

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Fire festival

Pairing: King x OC. Words: 395. Warnings: none. Requested by: @bottlepiecemusesuses. AN: enjoy it!

Sayuri stepped into the sea of bodies with a bottle of sake in her hands, ready to serve whoever had an empty glass.

Her mind was blank, and she moved aimlessly, letting her feet guide her through the vast space. She returned to the earth when she caught sight of one of her companions, who was with one of the high officials and others of her men.

Sayuri stood there and her partner, who was called Omocha, glanced at her briefly before returning his attention to the big man, who wasted no time in looking away to see what had made his beautiful companion's gaze detach from him. He soon landed his eyes on Sayuri, smiled broadly and gestured with his free hand for her to come closer to him.

She hesitated for a brief moment, but then remembered that it was her duty, so she moved closer.

That man smiled happily when he saw her approaching and when she was close enough to him, he patted his thigh, indicating that she should sit down on his leg.

At this, Omocha, who was sitting on his other leg, got up under the excuse of taking another bottle of liquor. The man, called Queen, nodded without listening to her as he was too busy admiring Sayuri, which Omocha didn't like.

Sayuri, instead of sitting on Queen's leg, froze on the spot. Omocha took advantage of this to push her away when she returned with a new bottle, causing her to lose her balance and fall backwards.

Both Omocha and Queen smiled as Sayuri fell, and smiled even more when she landed on King's lap. They both knew that falling on King would not bring her anything good, and that only made them more amused. Queen really wanted to have a good time with Sayuri, but he wasn't going to deny that seeing what King was going to do to her wouldn't be interesting. After all, a show was a show.

What no one expected was that King would ask her if she was okay and invite her to drink with him.

Sayuri was the same or more surprised than the rest, but she came out of her stupor, looked at him, nodded and gave him a smile. King reciprocated under his mask, and they soon struck up a pleasant conversation.

Maybe Sayuri would thank Omocha later.