#okiku one piece

[rosetliv]

Kiku 💛 just started Wano and i already love her so much...

[cebwrites]

stealing their clothes (Ace, Kiku)

a/n: something i’ve been sitting on since sEPTEMBER but forgot to post aaaa TToTT gn reader, trans ace <3 word count: 0.5k

Ace

Ace likes having the boys out so he hardly has enough shirts for you to steal, mostly under the guise of ‘my powers will burn them anyway!’ and much less shirts that you’d be caught dead wearing even if the idea is cute in theory 

(He’s also conveniently ignoring standard Logia rules of the user being unaffected by their own fruit but shhh let the man have his tits out)

His wardrobe consists of button-downs that he never buttons so he can have his chest out, but a lot of them have dad patterns and you aren’t sure if even you could style them in a flattering way

If there’s anything of his that you can and Ace likes seeing you wear, though, it’s definitely his hat

His rootin’ tootin’ pardner out on the wild, wild (ocean) west 💕

He likes to put it on your head at random no matter your complaints (about how stinky that hat is), Ace insists that his beloved accessory compliments anything you could possibly have on at the time

Especially if it’s... nothing but the hat <3

You have his full support if you want to walk out topless in only a pair of shorts and his hat like him, Ace would only ask to maybe not do it out on the deck front and center 

If only to avoid the crew seeing him become a sputtering mess when you look over and smile at him with a tip of that very hat because well now he simply has to collapse onto the floor in a pile of hearts and flame

Kiku

Your 9ft goddess <3

Another Wano native (seriously, how are they getting that tall with so little resources??) whose clothes you’d be swimming in if you had to put on

Kiku loves seeing you wear her clothes, even if you can’t wear them out because they’d drag, it’s still a nice ‘at home’ thing to play around with

One other thing she does love too, though, is fashioning cute little outfits for you from her clothes - especially as you convince (spoil) her to buy new ones for herself

It was a nice little project she kept to herself for a while, she’d make them by hand out of materials Kiku already had because it was much cheaper then buying something, even if they were from her own garments

The bright side of it all was, considering the size difference, that Kiku could make multiple pieces for you with just a single kimono, styled differently

She couldn’t keep it a secret forever, of course, you’d notice the similar fabrics eventually and even the comfort of her smell on them that one wouldn’t expect from clothes straight from the store - so she fesses up

Kiku apologizes for being unable to afford the luxurious gifts you deserved as the sun to her moon, covering her face in shame, but you only sit up on her lap to tell her that she’d done nothing worth apologizing for, and that you love every piece she’d gifted to you since

Now, the two of you dedicate once a month to make these clothes together, not only things for you but also customizing Kiku’s own wardrobe, too (you also grind harder to afford new fits for her as well, as your duties as Kiku’s partner to spoil her with things she deserves)

[kiwicidios]

⠀⠀ ⠀ princess s3murai girl ⠀🧀🩹 ⃝   ˚.   ⋆   

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[sashi-ya]

Hi Sashi! for your Hell event, I'd like to request Ashura! Zoro, Oni! Kiku x fem! reader (human). You can chose whatever kink and place suits better for them! Thank u so much! 🤍🤍

Hiii!! OF COURSE. I've been dying to write something with Zoro and Kiku together and this seems like the perfect oportunity to do so!! Thank u so much for your request and please enjoy! 💖💖

𝑵𝒔𝒇𝒘 ~ 𝑨𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒂! 𝒁𝒐𝒓𝒐 𝒙 𝑶𝒏𝒊! 𝑲𝒊𝒌𝒖 𝒙 𝑭! 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ~ 𝑨𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒐̄

➡ Tw: nsfw. Zoro is an Ashura. Kiku (amab, she/her pron) is an Oni. Reader F! Samurai. Oral. Dp. Cum swallowing. threesome. Creampie. The title is in japanese, it means Ashuradō (one of the six Realms of Existance in Japanese Budhism. It's the realm of anger, jealousy, and constant war; home of Ashuras) ➡ wc: 2.8k ➡ Want more? visit the masterlist

Feet that hurt, and thirst that feels like sand in your throat. The rests of a beautiful shrine ahead, gives you hope. You need to rest; you can’t walk any more.

The wound in your stomach is too big and hasn’t stopped bleeding yet.  

“This place should do. Either if I get to sleep a little or die, it looks good enough to do so” you mumble, dragging your feet over the creaking wood stairs of the shrine.

Dry plants garnish the entrance, red paint that seems to be peeling from the walls, nothing inside but some wet floor. You flop there, curling in foetal position, pressing your abdomen to stop the endless red river. A katana edge had cut through you… but you didn’t lose…Your eyes slowly close, your breathing becomes barely superficial, darkness… darkness and calm surrounds you…

“Welcome, samurai” a manly, husky, and sinful voice pulls you out of the deep hole where you were falling into. Your first reaction is, as always, to reach for your sword. Sword that is now missing at your side.

Eyes that are still blurry and head still dizzy, you can’t quite see what’s in front of you yet. But his aura is enough to make you feel like something invisible force is crushing you down.

“Hey, sweetheart…” a woman’s voice says. So sweet and like a balsam to your ears. Who is she? Who is that man?

When you blink your dizziness away, you notice the shrine looks exactly the same, but, now it’s lively and beautiful. Almost like if the decayed walls were never there and the time hasn’t ever passed.

Sitting over cushions of finest patterns, an imponent man. A God, perhaps? But it has horns… he is not a God, or at least not a holy one. Sitting over his lap, a beautiful woman, somehow taller than him, wearing an Oni mask. Her hair, long, deep blue, tied into a ponytail.

She plays with her nails, barely grazing the huge, scarred chest of the man sitting. A man with a crossed eye, green hair, long green hair.

“Are you looking for this, samurai?” he asks, showing you your katana. He inspects it, taking a closer look at the edge. His pointy nose travels all over it, dangerously closer to the sharp metal.

“It smells like blood”

Of course, it does. You had killed many men. Of course, it smells like blood.

Your pupils dilate when he, all of a sudden, licks the edge sexily enough to light a fire inside of your guts. The woman on his lap giggles, and soon after the man had stop licking the sword she pours sake straight to his mouth.

“Thank you, Kikunojo” he whispers, placing his big hand over her barely covered legs. Her kimono, a yellow silky one, spreads conveniently so the green haired horned man can slip her hand inside of it.

She receives your katana in her hands, her movements are worthy of a delicate flower. What a beautiful lady. Maybe she is the God’s girlfriend?

“Is this your katana, or did you steal it?” he asks, fixing his steel eye on your gaze. It makes you shiver; it makes you weak, it makes you hot and it makes you scared too. A true demon aura surrounds his figure, purple and green hues, like the lights of a midnight sun.

“That’s my Hebi Doku” you tell them your sword’s name, assuring that man it’s yours. “Oh… that’s why it tasted so bitter… snake venom, you say…Alright, if you want it come here and get it” he says, smirking at you with devilish intentions.

Sure, he is not a benevolent god. And the three katanas on his right side are ready to slash your head off if you dare to come closer… but he is telling you to come and get yours? Maybe he is honourable enough to attack after you have yours in your hand.

You stand up, realizing nothing is bleeding any longer. Your stomach is covered in bandages. Your chest too. Kimono hanging from your hips, they have patched you up and even decided to respect your privacy…

“You dare to stand before me? Crawling, mortal. You will have to come crawling” he says, patting Kikunojo’s leg. The woman stands up, allowing the God to bend a little further. “Don’t you know who I am?” he asks, clearly annoyed at your disrespectful ways.

You freeze in place, kneeling on the ground. You don’t really know who he is, but by simply speaking a little louder than before he is able to make you subdued to him.

He calls you with a beckoning finger to him “come here, you little slut”. And you crawl to him, ignoring the way he called you, ignoring absolutely everything. You look like an animal, walking to him on all fours. You don’t really know why you are moving. Sure, you want your katana back, but it is not that what’s moving you towards you. In fact, you even think is nothing regarding your own body, but more of that attraction force he uses.

When you are close enough to his crotch, he passes his fingers down your chin to look up at you. His black kimono covers his legs, and his exposed torso is only covered by a green haramaki. “You smell like blood too, but you didn’t want it… right?” he asks, coming closer and sniffling your face and neck.

“I didn’t want to do it. I had to” you say, stating that he was indeed right. You didn’t want to kill, but it was the only way you had to protect the people of your town.

The man in front of you smiles, he seems pleased with your answer. “I see… but you commit quite a massacre there. Don’t you think?” he judges you, and you feel as if this was the holly trial where they get to chose where to take you, either Hell or Heaven.

You are out of words, sometimes peeking to the side to look at the tall woman in yellow holding your sword in her hands, sometimes at the man in front of you.

When he decides to finally speaks, he reveals his identity; “I am an Ashura, Zorojuro. And we are at the doors of my kingdom, Ashuradō. Welcome to a world of constant war and anger”

Your lips separate. An Ashura? A fearsome demon god? Those who they taught about in your village shrine...? “You- an Ashura?”  you stutter, scared of the creature right in front of you. You make him laugh, a laughter that’s pure evilness but pure sin. A laughter that make you wet, who knows why.

The woman accompanies his laughter with a subtle giggle, she is taller than him for sure and her aura is pretty much similar to his. She is strong, like if she could cut you into pieces and you wouldn’t realize until you are already dead.

“I am an Ashura, yes. She is Kikunojo and she was the one who cured your wounds, don’t you think you owe something to her?” he says, looking at the woman with a smile of pure adoration.

You press your forehead against the floor. “Thank you Kikunojo-sama for saving my life” you bow, with great respect before her. You owe her something, your life.  

She takes her hand to her mouth, or at least over the mouth of her Oni mask. Giggling she crunches next to you, making you look at her. “It’s ok! I’m glad I helped you. Now, my master Zorojuro says you owe me something, but I will let him tell you the price of my services”

You nod, even with a mask she is stunning, as attractive as her master.

“Good girl, Kiku. Then I’d like if you don’t mind having a little fun with her. Don’t you think we haven’t in a while?” Zorojuro says, licking his lips and spreading his arms to call her to sit on his lap again.

“Oh! That’s a very fun price to pay, don’t you think beautiful samurai? You are as gorgeous as a flower, but fearless as a wild animal” she says, speaking about you, making you shiver as her compliments feel like an insult to her beauty.

You accept your faith, but, from everything you could have been asked to do these options is indeed the one you wouldn’t have anything against at. “I will pay my price, Kikunojo-sama, Zorojuro-sama”

The Ashura smirks, a red glimmering shine crossing his healthy eye. He takes Kiku’s mask off, revealing the most beautiful blue eyes you have ever seen. Gorgeous facial features, worthy of an angel… even if the horns on her head were not part of her mask after all.

He kisses her neck, licking it up and down, making her to bite her red painted lips. His huge hands trace a path from her chest to her crotch and violently spreads her legs. Zoro makes her sit properly over his crotch so her legs can be spread as much as possible.

Her silky fabric covering lets you full vision of her nudity, and you discover she is just more special that you even thought. You bite your lower lip looking at Zoro devour her mouth, making your internal word aroused as hell.

“Kiku, baby. Let this whore suck you” he commands, whispering in her ear. She takes her hand to her lips, suppressing a playful giggle and winking her beautiful lashes at you.

You lick your lips, like a frothing animal, walking on all fours to reach for her hard, dripping sex. Moving the kimono away, you reveal all of her pudenda’s parts. You first lick the inner side of her thighs, you can sense the scent of her skin to be flowery but so definitely attractive, almost like a drug. What type of magical being is this woman?

Up and up, you go, until your fingers round her shaft. Pumping motions that start definitely slow and increase its speed is what you give her. She whines, whines that Zorojuro traps with his own mouth. He has slipped his hand down her chest and pinches her nipples making it for her true ecstasy.

“Suck it, samurai” Zoro orders, and you comply. Tasting her precum in your mouth, a salty wet delight on your tongue. Kisses over the tip of her sex, kisses and then your lips surrounding her whole length.

You suck with devotion, her kimono finally falling down to the sides, exposing her pale androgynous anatomy. Her hip bones protruding, the perfection of lean body parts, and the way that Ashura seems so devoted to her makes this look like a work of art to your eyes.

Zorojuro wants her to moan, to scream louder, so he uses his heavy hand to push your head, so her sex invades your throat deeper. The green haired Ashura tangles his calloused fingers on your hair, using you as a mere hole for her beloved lover to enjoy.

The sounds of your gags mix with the whimpers of Kikunojo, who is so ready to reach for climax at any minute. And as she does, your mouth fills with her sweet release, and it tastes better than any human’s one.

“Drink her blessing. All.” Zoro orders, while she keeps sprouting over Zoro’s lap. You do, showing him how nothing remains in your mouth, by sticking your tongue out. Earning Zoro’s pleased smile, he kisses her lover in the lips as a sign of love and congratulatory for being such a good girl.

She buries her head into Zoro’s neck, kissing his collar bones. “Thank you, master ~” she says, but what you thought was enough to cover your debt, is absolutely not. Zoro lifts her up, putting her next to him. He stands up, and finally takes her whole clothes off.

You look at him kneeling over the ground, a little agitated since the intrusion of Kiku’s sex on your throat left you airless several times. What would be his next order? In any case it doesn’t matter, his anatomical composition is enough for your eyes to say that you have experienced heaven.  His muscles move so harmoniously, so well trained, and big.

“Stand-up” he says, pulling you from your hair up. You obey and seeing how he unsheathes a purple katana your blood freezes. Closing your eyes you expect the worst, but instead a slight breeze kiss your naked skin. Your kimono ends up slayed in two by the edge of his sword, a sword that emanates an aura as strong as his own.

Completely naked you stand before them. But not for so long, Zoro pushes you back making you fall over a cushion cover zone behind you. You fall with your legs spread, showing them both your wet sex in all its glory.

“Kiku, wanna try baby?” he says, helping her to kneel in between your spread legs. “Yes, Master” she says, happily bringing her fleshy lips to your labia. The tip of her tongue touch your arousal, forming strings with it as she pulls her head back.

Zoro also kneels in between your legs, as Kiku moves a little to the side so there is room for both. They treat you as if you were a plate of delicious food, and certainly that’s what you are as both begin to devour you. Their tongues play with each other in between your folds. The sweet whimpers of Kiku and the grunts of Zorojuro could alone take you to heaven, but their oral action is for sure what’s dragging you to the sinful Avernus.

Your back arches, and it’s just a matter of little time for you to come, explosively. But there is more, my sweet darling, of course there is…

When Zoro gets tired of your taste, he knows it’s time to taste his lover. He stands up, leaving Kiku to enjoy your sex as he walks behind her. He pushes her waist just a little down, so her back entrance gets exposed all to him.

Kiku wiggles an invisible tail to him, making him drool for her. Spreading her hams, his tongue reach for her anus. Up and down, lubricating her for his intrusion, she moans in your sex, and you caress her silky blue hair with love.

She is quickly ready for Zoro, as he guides his sex into her. And even if being fucked by that man is enough for any person to become dumb she keeps eating you out, pinching one of your nipples as she does so.

You can’t help but scream even louder than them, orgasming, bathing Kiku’s beautiful face with your juices. “Mhh ~ Ah good girl! ~” she praises you, while her eyes get blank from Zoro’s violent thrusts inside her.

“My master, can we… both?” she asks, in between pants and whines. You still shiver from the past orgasm and enjoy kissing Kiku’s lips as she whines. “Sure, my sweet Oni, come on” Zoro says, pulling his dick out of her. You quickly understand what they meant, and even if your wild side is making you want it now, your reasonable side is a little worry they would break you in two.

“Come here” Zoro, brutally pulls you up like a doll. He pushes you against the shrine’s wall lifting your leg up so he can fuck you properly. “Let me see how tight you are” he says, guiding his long, hard shaft into you. He rams you so violently, you are left out of breath for a couple of seconds. He goes in and out, up and down, making you scream from pleasure.

Zorojuro tries you for some minutes, leaving you on the verge of a new orgasm with just a couple of his thrusts. “Uh… she is tight, but I think she is able to take both of us babe. Come here” he commands, talking about your already clenching walls.

The green haired demon separates you from the wall, allowing Kiku to fit in between it and your back. He stops for a couple of seconds to let her accommodate and guide her sex into you. As she begins to move, Zoro does too. You are sandwiched in between them, getting fucked so hard and stretching your insides so much.

They invite you to their kisses as the keep moving in and out of you, groans, moans, whines, and whimpers mixed. Panting, shivering, the smell of Zorojuro’s skin with hints of sweat and sake, the flowery scents of Kiku as she bites your shoulder, your tears of pure pleasure… Explosive orgasms, both demons filling you up, leaving you dripping with their seeds.

“Thank you for having fun with us, (Name). I have persuaded Zorojuro to let you go… You know, Ashuras are kinda jealous, so I told her I wanted to have more fun with you, and he decided to let you live as a human this time. It was great having you ~” Kiku whispers, kissing your cheek before you wake up again in the same old shrine than before.

Your katana rests on your side, but now it has tied around it the little red string that was holding that beautiful Oni’s hair up… 💖

[soap-2091]

Okiku 🥰🥰🏳️‍⚧️

[ourseass]

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[just-here-for-the-art-shit]

Literally it just makes me so happy, like joyful tears happy, to see transgender people portrayed in such a popular franchise, and not in a way to "attract fans" Oda:s been doing this for years. And for Oda to basically say "They told you who they were." In their dialogue, their bios, etc, really is a beautiful thing.

Yamato is a man (who is comfortable with his body, I might add, which I love to see too)

O-Kiku/Kikunojo is a woman

There are parts of the fandom that refuse to accept this, but really, I'm so glad.

Also Zoro, Chopper, Luffy, Cat Viper, all giving 0 fucks about it warms my heart. Same with the women's bath.

[chromatic-lamina]

Serious Criminals

Episode 1036

[themetalhiro]

More progress made on the list tonight 🫡

[kas-but-horny]

I’m behind on kinktober but here’s the thing that should have been posted the 13th, Kiku/Hiyori & lingerie 

[deadeery]

happy pride especially to the gay pirates from the gay pirate show ^_^

heres a few piratey pride duos !! 🏳️‍🌈🏴‍☠️

[cebwrites]

It's spicy hour!

Barto headacanons with a switch s/o, leaning more towards dominant s/o?🥺💕 This man deserves to be pampered!

it's almost always spicy hour with you, anoooon >3> correct that barto deserves to be spoiled though, so your wish has been granted~

including kiku and smo for space filler~ (this is also a targeted attack against three specific moots <33)

n/sfw headcanons with dominating s/o (Bartolomeo, Smoker, O-Kiku)

gn reader, nsfw under the cut word count: 0.7k

Bartolomeo is a man that gives as good as he takes

But no one said anything about how well he reacts to it, especially from you, the love of his life!!

He puts up a tough front, playing at the 'big, strong man' he thinks you want him to be, but he's actually a little nervous

Of course, it's not like he's inexperienced; he's definitely done this before - with both one night lays and previous partners, but there's still this lingering sense of anxiousness at wanting this to go well, especially if this is the first time trying it with you

Thankfully for you, he adapts quickly

He's a good little puppy, falling apart at all your sweet compliments and presenting himself so readily for you in the captain's quarters after dark

If this becomes a regular thing for you two, Barto creates his own little ways of telling you when he wants it without being overtly verbal - slight nudges under the table, unbreaking eye contact across the room that he thinks is slick but isn’t, the rare occasion where he’ll go up to you, pull your sleeve with a quiet, “hey,” and not elaborate

How this greatly contrasts the unfettered beast he sounds and acts like later; all only at your express permission, of course

He’s so cute, you can’t help but want to tease him a lot more <3

Smoker

Not the type to relinquish control very easily, expect lots of push and pull

When he does, it comes with a lot of trust and vulnerability that he isn’t willing to expose to most

Smoker’s surprisingly (or unsurprisingly, depending on who you ask) obedient, only leaving room for little grumbles of disapproval and the occasional incensed look or two in response to one of your more “outlandish” requests, in his book, but there’s only ever been a handful that he’s outright refused to try at least once

One of the ideas you miraculously convinced him to agree to, was a maid dress, followed by the request to watch him fuck himself in it

It was shot down almost immediately on arrival, leaning more to the fact that Smoker was aghast that you’d even suggest such a thing, but over the coming months you’d managed to warm him up to it with lots of coaxing, rewards, and good behavior

Mr. Big Scary Admiral had a scowl aimed at you the entire time, but past a certain point even he couldn’t hold back his enjoyment - especially after you turned that vibrator up to the third notch

Smoker was always so pretty when he came, all guttural groans and slight wheezing as ropes of white tarnished the nice uniform you went out of your way to pick out for him

Even if you hadn’t prepped yourself prior, you wager that the slick coating his cock would be decent enough to ease him in

Now, where was that cute bell collar to match...

O-Kiku

She's at your mercy, 100%

Kiku would adore having a dominant partner - she’s used to being a service top, putting the needs of her beloved before her own because she wants to, but to be on the sole receiving end of all her partner’s love and affections?

Oh, she’s blushing, she’s beside herself, she feels so spoiled and she’s hiding her face from the heat creeping up her neck

Whether you’re taking her from behind and whispering sweet nothings into her ear or riding her into the sunset, Kiku’s ready to bend to your every whim - just keep the praise coming and she’s all yours

Fold her to lean in close and tell her how much you love her, lather this lady in every (well deserved) compliment you can think of, she’s worth it

She has a habit of trying to hide her moans; help coax it out of her - how could Kiku possibly say no to her lover asking so sweetly and politely to hear just little bits more of her beautiful voice?

None of it sounds sweeter than when you’re got your lips around her cock, two fingers massaging her prostate and your only free hand intertwined with hers

15/10 sub but remember that anything you dish out she’s more than happy to use against you 😌

[tekitothemagpie]

Okiku witnessing the Zolu Telepathy™

[sqiued]

redrew that one zokiku panel

CUTIESS

[badface]

Kiku of the Lingering Snow for @/Alyselle_