#king the conflagration

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine becoming the beast pirate's espionage chief

Kaido: I know you don't trust him, but I can't and won't act against him while he's still useful to me.

You: I'm glad you said that, I've used most of my free time in the last month to gather proof. [hands Kaido an appropriate-sized folder] I found that Mister Bennington of Foodvalten did not exist until six years ago.

Kaido: [pulls out a pair of delicate reading glasses, puts them on, and thumbs through the folder]

You: His real name is Frank Jenkins, and he's sixty-eight. He was born in the Appaloosa archipelago, where he started his life of crime at six, swindling tourists. By age fourteen, he moved on to robbery, arson, and petty theft. However, by age twenty, Frank found his lifelong modiis operandi, scam, fraud, and grand theft. Frank posed as a rich entrepreneur and stole large amounts of money from a mining operation before disappearing. He did similar scams on Alabasta, Cactus Island, Jaya, Water 7, and Applenine Island.

Kaido: [closes the folder and hands it off to King] ... you are quite thorough, you even included Marine and local police reports from over forty years ago. How did you get a hold of these without leaving the island?

You: CP-0 and Dofflamingo

Kaido: I figured, but how did you get them to give these to you?

You: I called in favors with Dofflamingo, and performed a few sexual favors with CP-0.

King: Is that why I walked in on you jerking off one of those masked freaks?

You: yeah, and you calling them masked freaks is a bit like the pot calling the kettle black. Also, you don't have any room to judge me, Maria has told me all about your little trysts with her.

King: She's too much of a gossip, as are you, and I don't care about gossip.

You: so you don't want to know which of the tobiroppo brought pubic lice into the crew, and where they got it?

Kaido: Tell me who is the culprit, right this minute.

You: hmm, I dunno, what's in it for me?

Kaido: I won't kill you where you stand.

You: That threat only works on people who like living.

King: How about a promotion to espionage chief, your own quarters and bathroom here and on any of the ships, and a raise?

You: deal, it was Who's-Who, he got it fucking one of Big Mom's kids.

Kaido: I'll kill him! Those little bastards have been gnawing on my balls for weeks. [vigorously scratches his crotch]

You: And that's why I don't fuck my crewmates unless I benefit from it because y'all are nasty.

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[kitsuzoro]

king is one of the most tragic figures of one piece. he's the only survivor of his race, he was tortured/experimented on, had to give up on his name and face, followed a man and declared loyalty to him only to see him fail without being able to help him, got sent back to government...

on top of all, king's torturers managed to weaponize his race. i hope oda gives him the rest he deserves in a better world. i saw the sculpture amore rapito and i had to talk about king.

[mastomysowner]

Fallen Angel – homage

by ビリケン27日東5ア44ab

bilikenDC

[usopps-froggy-hat]

i’ll remember your balls or whatever king said

[akimao]

King Zoro

[whoishotteranimepolls]

[redscarletta]

KING // EPISODE 1062

[atlantian-kong]

“A legend is a legend. I don’t wish for anything anymore. My life was given to me by you. You must remain the strongest! I won’t lose, either. I will make you King of the Pirates!” - A. King

[yinsuniverse]

Honestly we need more king the wildfire fans in the fandom of one piece,He is such a well put together character and especially with the Lunairans lore..Listen....I might of stopped watching one piece after I seen king get defeated I'm not trying to sound insane or anything but I wanna treat this man right honestly when I see him I foam at the mouth.

Some of the wattpads I read make him seem more developed, I think we can all agree that king definitely needs to show up again in one piece and make a comeback especially with the link of the Lunairans and Joyboy.

Some fan arts

Also...Is nobody gonna talk about younger kaidou..!?

This is just me begging for people to write more fanfictons and fan art of king the wildfire and feel free to tag me in them.

[overtaken-stream]

im here humbly to request for your king smut, i adore your writing of king more then anything

Annoy

King the WildFire x Gn!Reader

I humbly accept your request.

"Is that dick good?😈" YES KING

Warnings: Hair pulling, rough.

The darkness of the room is overwhelming, but so is the light coming from the man standing behind you. The fire turns the dark blues into orange as he continues to steal the much-needed breath away from you. The warmth is overbearing like the sun that sizzles high up in the sky throughout the summer.

The air enters your lungs for a moment, only for it to be pushed out before you can realize it. His hips send waves throughout your body, and it leads to you slamming your elbows on the wall mirror. Fingers flex, digging into the material it's made of, and you think that you should feel something from the action, if only you weren't busy with keeping your body upright from the onslaught of pleasure rocking your core every second. Your brows furrow as his hand tightens its grip on your right hip. The sweat that was and is still produced from your skin makes you feel disgustingly suffocated and sticky, it makes holding onto the slippery mirror that much harder as your eyes roll up.

Annoying.

There's no sound coming from him, well... Except the slapping of your bottom to his pelvis that makes electricity travel up your spine and spread to your shoulders, it rattles your arms, tossing whatever strength you have left out of the window.

``Mmnh-ah-hah-`` The number of times he has hit the specific spot inside of you makes tears gather at the corner of your eyes, they hold the pleasure and embarrassment you feel but fuck, it's so good-

``Look up.`` Shut up, shut up, shutup, shutupshutup.

You disobey his order, how could he ask you to obey while he is deep inside of your body, while it's so impossibly hard for you to concentrate on keeping your eyelids open for a moment, only to catch a glimpse of your shaking knees standing upright, thighs covered in cum and sweat that reflect the light. All because of him and his fast pace that has you in shambles.

(You don't deny that what he is doing is turning you on. Not like you're going to tell him that.)

The slamming of his hips continue as his left hand travels up your spine, following the delicate dip until his palm is firmly gripping your neck. His muscle flexes above you, it conveys his frustration to your disobedience. You have nowhere to hide, so you close your eyes, trying to not focus on the drool that travels down your chin. With your neck hostage, he shoves you back to meet his thrusts easily, it sends goosebumps all over your back.

(You wonder if he enjoys the sight you've become.)

Lord have mercy.

King leaves it like that, digits closing and opening against your throat, listening to the moans that you're trying to keep in.

King doesn't repeat himself. The hand on your neck suddenly pulls hard on your hair, forcing an arch on your exhausted body, the complaint dancing on your tongue dies down as he leans over you, his mouth beside your ear breathing heavily as a sudden hard ram meets your shaking legs. The head of his cock meets your gut that has twisted itself into a knot, untangling it.

It all sends you over the edge with a loud moan. It sends your eyes above and inside your skull.

``AHhh-Hah!-``

His hand grips your head, holding it in place as he continues to piston his hips into yours, the hand that held your hip now rests near your bellybutton, helping you keep balance under his weight.

You can feel the heat radiate off of his chest on your back.

``Look at yourself.`` You have nowhere else to look, so you mix his red eyes with yours in the mirror, even when he bends your head behind, you keep your eyes on the man who wears a smirk you've never seen before. His cheek rubs against the soft skin of your throat all the while his bloody eyes look you up and down, devouring you. You can feel the light stubble tickling you, but you can't find it in yourself to talk, never mind laugh.

His chest sticks on your back thanks to the sheen of sweat between you two.

You lick your lips, holding back a smile as his hips finally slow down.

Annoying.

[bottlepiecemuses]

I Feel The Heritage And Dedication Of One Man In This Move

And again guy has been a villain who is devoted to the point he will harm children for his captain’s goal, but in this instance you see someone who has been persecuted for his existence and has had to fight all his life to maintain his almost extinct heritage. Guy really is putting a lot of baggage into this fight. 

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine DND night with the beast pirates

During one session

Queen: Alright, you idiots somehow managed to kidnap the ambassador. You have him tied up in the dank, dark, dilapidated dungeon of the old capital ruins.

King: We need to interrogate him for answers, it's clear that he's working for the necromancer, he might know where he is. I roll for intimidation, *rolls* sixteen.

Queen: *mutters,* of course that is where you go with it, pervert. *Speaks loudly,* Your intimidation is only slightly successful. The ambassador knows his life is in danger and needs to flee. However, he refuses to answer your questions. He proclaims, "I will never tell you anything, I shall be loyal to my master till my last breath!"

Kaido: *really in the character of his half-orc barbarian* that can be arranged, little man.

Queen: *rolls for him* The ambassador stutters, his voice quivering, "I just received messages from him and carried out his bidding, I don't know where he is really."

Yamato: Perception check, I'd like to see if he is lying.

Queen: you'll need a nineteen or higher, Are you sure you want to do that?

Yamato: *rolls* nat 20.

Queen: you can tell he's lying big time, you can practically smell the nervous flop sweat on this guy from across the room.

You: I can make him talk, I cast heat metal on his bones.

Queen: heat metal only works on metal, it's literally in the name of the spell. It doesn't work on bones, since they're made of calcium.

You: and calcium is a soft metal.

Queen: what's your source.

You: *came prepared to dispute this because you've been looking for an excuse to use this knowledge for evil. You pulled out an advanced chemistry textbook with the page bookmarked and the section highlighted, and handed it to him.* Read it and weep.

Queen: *puts on his reading glasses to read it* ... Dear god, okay, you cast heat metal, roll a d10 for me.

You: *rolls* 8

Queen: and with a plus three modifiers... you heat his bones until he's screaming. The ambassador lasts only thirty seconds before he reveals that the wizard necromancer, Typhus the Terrible, lives in the glittering palace deep in the inky caverns of Roptian, which is guarded by the onyx dragon.

Sasaki: yer kind of scary sometimes.

You: thank you.

At another session

Queen: okay, you enter the throne room, and the evil wizard is lounging on the glittering throne, Typhus the Terrible.

King: I roll for initiative *rolls dice*

Queen: critical fail, your fighter is dead.

Kaido: *rolls for attack* critical fail.. Hmm, I hate this game.

Queen: you are also dead, (y/n), you are the only one left with any spell slots or turns left. What are you gonna do?

You: ... I would like to cast summon water

King: there goes that campaign.

Queen: that spell lets you fill a space with water, are you sure that's what you want to do.

You: yes

Queen: the room fills with water

You: I didn't cast it in the room.

Queen: where then did you cast it?

You: inside the wizard's skull.

The whole room: *horrified*

Queen: you can't do that

You: the spell specifies that it fills a space, and a skull cavity is a space. And you let me fill the chest down the hall with water, why not this dude's head?

Queen: ugh, hang on a minute, I need to figure out the damage.... You killed the boss... You flooded his brain with so much water, that his skull exploded.

King: that's the most messed up thing I've ever heard.

Kaido: *mutters* we've done worse.

You: you should be very glad I don't have a devil fruit

King: I'm starting to see that now, thank you.

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[mangekyuou]

Hello! How are you? Was wondering if I could request some fluffy hcs for Kaido and King (separately) with their gn s/o giving them a massage plz?? You're so awesome! Keep up the good work! xx

✩༄  headcanons ,  giving them a massage !

☆ — characters! . . . kaido. king.

☆ — cw(s)! . . . n/a. gn!reader. no pronouns used. not proofread.

☆ — notes! . . . them <33 it’s been awhile since i got to write about king, so i was so excited to write these. thank you so much for requesting !! <33333

kaido loves massages, only yours. there’s no one else who works out the knots in his neck and pain in his lower back quite like you do

it’s how he met you in the first place. your hands are like magic on top of his rough skin, he had to keep you all for himself

so when he returns to your shared room, complaining about his aching back, you know exactly what to do to make your hunk of a man feel at ease

kaido loves the ambience of it all. the dim lighting, the candles, the drinks, the warm towels that you somehow have on standby

other than when he’s partying, this is when he’s the most talkative

he becomes extra flirty. just when you thought you heard every line in the book, he somehow always manages to surprise you

it reminds you of before you began dating, how often he flirted with you. it was so nice to know that no matter how long has passed he was still so in love with you and only you

when your hands get close enough, he’ll take one of them into his own and bring it up to his lips to kiss over your knuckles

getting king to even agree to let you give him a massage is a process. you’ll have to wear him down to get him to say yes

when he lays on his stomach on your shared bed and tells you he’s never had a massage before…you've got your work cut out for you

when you touch his bare shoulders and back, you immediately feel how TENSE his muscles are

no wonder he’s so irritable all the time. there’s no way he’s comfortable walking around like that

it warms your heart seeing that he fully trusts you, relaxing underneath your fingertips coated in massage oil that you gently spread all over his skin

he’s done such a long way since you first met him

as you actually start to massage his back and work out on those awful knots in his neck and shoulders, you swear you can hear him hum in delight

never have you seen your stern boyfriend look so peaceful. he didn’t even have a snarky comment to make on you giggling at his comfortable state

before you could call his name gently, you heard a light snore. he fell asleep

maybe he did deserve a little nap

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[mastomysowner]

Responsibility without joy by cc🐊@crocodile9_5

[usopps-froggy-hat]

if you need a right hand man, just check your local government prison

[akimao]

Process gif from my last op works