#onepiecexreader

[hanxxxwrites]

A Sudden Recruitment

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."

[Reader] looked down at the honey in her hands, her heart still racing a mile a minute, wondering if she had just met a madman—or her future.

[portagas-chan]

Two Beasts

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.

“Yes!”

[non-lo-so0]

Hello👋👋 how are you? i hope it's good:") I'd like to excuse myself if I am asking anonymously but i'm very shy,so I prefer to do it like this,I hope it's okay. I love your blog so much and i'm sure you're gonna get very popular with time!! I find that you can get very well what the characters really are like and thats a really good thing.

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.

Eustass Kid

Since you both have that same obsessive need to be the strongest person in the room,that's genuinely a never ending power struggle. Let's just say that if you destroy a building,he levels a city block...it's an endless war.

"Don't get in my way,I'm the one who's taking his head!" he snarls,his mechanical arm whirring with lethal intent.

"Try and stop me,Eustass! I'll have him begging for mercy before you even finish your next sentence!" you bark back,already lunging into the fray. You don't fight together,you fight against the world to see who comes out on top.

Both of you are like walking landmines. You share that short,explosive fuse that makes the air vibrate with tension. If someone breathes the wrong way,you both react with the same unfiltered aggression.

"What did you just say to me?" you hiss,the temperature in the room dropping as your eyes narrow.

"He didn't say anything,because I'm about to rip his tongue out" Kid growls,stepping up beside you,both of you radiating the exact same murderous aura. It’s terrifying for everyone else,but for the two of you,it’s the only way you know how to communicate.

You both possess a terrifyingly sense of justice:if someone takes something from you,you take everything from them. There is no forgiveness,only a brutal payback.

"They tried to touch the ship...I think we should take their flag and their captain's right hand" you say,your voice flat and cold as you stare at the horizon.

Kid doesn't even look at you,he just starts gathering every scrap of metal on the deck into a massive,spinning vortex. "Only the hand? You're getting soft. I'm taking the whole arm." You don't need to discuss the plan;you both just think that blood is the only acceptable currency.

Neither of you will ever admit to be soft. You usually both mask everything with a smirk and a challenge,but when things get quiet,you find yourselves sitting in the scrap heap,tinkering with metal in the exact same focused,aggressive silence.

"You're doing it wrong" he mutters,not even looking up from his work.

"I'm doing it my way,which is way better than yours" you snap,shoving a wrench into place with a loud clank. He doesn't get mad,though. He just lets out a short,distorted laugh. He’s found the only other person in the New World as stubborn as he is,and he’d die before letting anyone else have you...but he's never going to tell you,since he is probably not even truly aware of it.

Monkey D. Luffy

This is a match made in heaven (very cute if you ask) but a nightmare for the crew. If you are exactly like Luffy,the Sunny is basically a floating circus...there is no common sense between the two of you,only instinct and the next big adventure. "DID YOU SEE THAT?! THE CLOUD LOOKS LIKE MEAT!" he screams,pointing at the sky. "IT DOES! AND THAT ISLAND IS SHAPED LIKE A GIANT BEETLE!" you scream back,already climbing the mast.

You don't even need to talk to understand each other. It’s really all vibes. You’re both the type to excitedly jump off the ship before it even docks...the crew often finds the two of you sitting on the figurehead,sharing a single piece of giant ham (which Luffy obviously didn't want to share at first,it was only after your absurdly persistent insisting that he finally gave in), staring at the horizon with the exact same wide eyed wonder.

Since you both have a black hole istead of a stomach,dinner on the Sunny becomes very similar to a tactical war. It’s not just about eating,but rather about the speed. Sanji has to cook double portions just to keep the peace.

"Hey! That was my meat!" Luffy shouts,his arm stretching across the table.

"It's not if I take it first!" You’ve already swallowed it whole,reaching for his plate before he can even retract his hand. You don't even use forks half the time;just like him,you just use your hands and pure determination. The crew just watches in horror as the table is cleared in under thirty seconds.

Luffy is obsessed with anything cool or mysterious,and so are you. If Franky builds a new gadget,you both have stars in your eyes. If there’s a weird creature on an island,you’re both trying to poke it with a stick.

"Look! It’s a talking tree!" Luffy points,vibrating with excitement.

"Do you think it has a talking bird inside it too?!" You’re already running toward it,not a single questioning thought. You both have that golden retriever energy where curiosity always beats survival instincts.

The two of you also lack a filter between your brain and your mouth. If someone is being an idiot,you both say it. If a villain looks funny,you both laugh.

"You look very strange,you know?" you say to a random pirate who perhaps has a peculiar trait. "Right?! I was thinking the same thing!" Luffy beams at you,completely ignoring the fact that you’re both angering him. You share that dangerous yet blunt honesty that makes the average person horrified. You don't see rank or power;you only see people,and you treat everyone with the same reckless familiarity.

Sanji

If you are like him,you surely are just as much of a smooth talking flirt as he is. When you two go to a new island,it’s a race to see who can charm the locals first.

"My,you have the most enchanting eyes I’ve seen in this hemisphere" you say,leaning smoothly against a bar counter to charm a handsome stranger.

Sanji literally chokes on his smoke,rushing over to intervene. "Hey! Don't use my best lines on some random guy! Use them on me!" He’s torn between being deeply offended that you’re stealing his bit and being hopelessly attracted to the fact that you’re the most charming woman he’s ever met,at the end of the day you’re both hopeless romantics with zero shame. He’s used to being the only one doing the wooing,so seeing you do it makes him go into a tailspin of competitive gallantry.

The kitchen is a sacred space,and usually,it’s his domain alone. But with you,it’s like he has a second pair of hands that think exactly like his. You both share that almost fanatical obsession with perfection and the soul of a dish.

"The seasoning is a bit off" you mutter,your eyes sharp as you taste the sauce.

"I was just about to add the saffron,don't tell me my business!" he snaps,his hands moving in a blur as he corrects it before you can even reach for the spice. It’s a high speed environment where one wrong move ends up with you two arguing,but the meals you produce together are literally heavenly. The crew knows better than to enter the kitchen when you two are discussing recipes...

You find him in the galley at 3 am,secretly preparing a care package for some orphans you saw at the last port. He jumps,trying to hide the basket.

"I'm just...clearing out the leftovers" he mumbles,not looking at you.

"Shut up and move over. I already made the sandwiches" you respond,setting a tray down next to him. You both stand there in the moonlight,maybe smoking,sharing that same idiotic kindness that makes the crew love you,even if you’d both die before admitting you have a heart of gold.

[cinnamoonblue]

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.

THE NBHD is now on Wattpad as well. If you prefer it over Tumblr or AO3 you can read it there from now on as well  ♡ ♡ ♡

[lilstylez01]

Strings of Fate - [Book 2] [Doflamingo x Reader] - ♣️ 5 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1418181821-strings-of-fate-book-2-doflamingo-x-reader-%E2%99%A3%EF%B8%8F-5?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=SkadiSnoe You sensed it from the moment you fell in love with Doflamingo-inevitably, the ghosts of his past would catch up, haunting both him and you. It was a revelation that shook your understanding of love, as you only truly grasped its meaning when forced to bear the world without him. As the shadows of Dressrosa tumultuous history loom, forgiveness becomes a fragile thread in the tapestry of your shared existence. In the unforgiving dance of love and regret, both of you grapple with the haunting echoes of choices made, wondering if redemption is a distant shore or an illusion on the horizon. The strings of fate bind you both, weaving a tale of love, sacrifice, and the unfathomable depths one must plunge to carve a new path through the storm. **Welcome to Book 2, the sequel to 'Pulling His Strings.' If you haven't read the first book, I strongly recommend it for the full experience. We're picking up where we left off, exploring the aftermath of choices made and the weight of destiny. Brace yourself for heavy themes, as the characters and their world evolve.** Eiichiro Oda is the creator of One Piece, I am merely just writing a fanfiction from is amazing work. Cover art credit: Twitter - User: kamunamame link to artist: https://twitter.com/kamunamame

[onepiecestarry]

A Different Kind of Pirate (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/374462600-a-different-kind-of-pirate?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=skyyyez Zoro X Reader You set out on the sea looking to be free - and the best way to do that, become a pirate. You jump from town to town helping people and hearing about these notoriously kind Straw Hat Pirates until they save you themselves. This story is about your slow journey to joining the crew and maybe even finding love with a broody tall swordsman. - In progress, I post more on Tumblr @Onepiecestarry if you want updates faster. This is in the beginning stages so there are still only a couple of chapters, but I am releasing daily dw ;) Currently just slow burn but in the future there will be more fluff and (maybe) some smut. I will make those chapters skipable if wished and will put warnings.

[zombiekillerky]

One Piece Oneshots - {Sanji x Reader} - Lead On (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1346878806-one-piece-oneshots-sanji-x-reader-lead-on?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=ZombiekillerKy This book is mostly filled with stories based before the Thousand Sunny is introduced with the strawhats. I've only made it so far within the series so there isn't going to be many stories based on newer episodes or lore for now.

[z3llous]

A Royal?

(Sanji x reader) Pronouns: He/Him

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First it was Nami, then it was Robin, and slowly but surely the others figured it out too. All but Sanji.

Luffy had found out when he barged into the room while Y/n was changing shirts and Luffy being Luffy had to ask all about the cool tattoo on his arm.

"Woah! You're a royal? Why do only royals get cool tattoos? That's not fair I want one too!" Luffy said pulling at his arm and poking the tattoo.

"Of course you can have a cool tattoo Luffy, just not this one." Y/n sighed.

"Oh! I should get one of a dragon eating a bone!"

Y/n mentally apologized to Nami for how much Luffy was going to bother her about getting a tattoo.

---

"Thank you, cook-san." Robin said before taking a sip of the coffee Sanji had just given to her.

"It was my pleasure, Robin-chwan!" Sanji said happily and turned around to head back to the kitchen.

Unfortunately Y/n was right behind him causing a collision of bodies.

"Oof- You okay?" Y/n asked holding the tray Sanji dropped mid fall in one hand, his back pressed against the ship's railing, and the other hand placed on Sanji's back to steady him.

"Um, yeah." Sanji said flushed pulling his face away from Y/n's chest where it had landed shortly after impact.

"Alright, well here you go." Y/n said releasing him and handing the tray back.

"T-thank you."

"No problem." Y/n said between laughs.

Sanji couldn't help but think to himself, "Damn, he has a cute laugh."

---

Y/n felt kind of stupid for not recognizing the name "Sanji" when they first met, but then again he always thought that the Sanji his parents told him about had died.

Was he surprised to find out Judge had lied to his family?

Yes.

Did he want to play soccer with the old bastard's head when he figured out what actually happened to Sanji all those years ago?

Absolutely.

Was he bothered by the sight of Pudding standing next to Sanji up there?

Maybe.

Since when did Sanji start looking so good in white?

---

As Sanji stood there beside Pudding he couldn't help but be disappointed.

As a kid he'd dreamed of white suits, beautiful floral arrangements, and wedding cakes: his ray of hope during such a dark time.

Pudding was a lovely woman, *cough* when she wanted to be *cough*, but even if the wedding wasn't a trap he'd still be unhappy with it.

He couldn't forget what was supposed to be. The one he was promised to so long ago.

---

He was having such good day.

Was.

Stocking up on supplies with Sanji was sometimes pleasant, and other times not so pleasant. The cook just wouldn't shut up about every woman he saw on the street that day and it was really starting to get on his nerves.

"Oh, such lovely a lovely dress that hugs her figure perfectly and-" Sanji's seemingly endless speech was abruptly cut off by Y/n's grip on the back of his shirt.

"Come on, you damn perv. We'll be too late to buy those luxury fish you wouldn't shut about yesterday if you keep standing here ogling all these poor women." Y/n groaned as he dragged the blond in the direction they should've gone thirty minutes ago.

"Fine. "

"What's so great about them anyway?" Y/n asked letting go of Sanji's shirt.

"About who?" Sanji asked fixing his poor wrinkled shirt.

"All those women."

"You can't be serious!" Sanji turned to him with wide eyes and a slack jaw.

"I am."

"They're beautiful."

"And? A lot of people are beautiful. Ace was beautiful." Y/n said kicking a pebble to watch it bounce around and plop into the ocean.

"Y-yeah, but that's not-"

"Then what is it?" Y/n frowned and kicked another pebble with more force put into it.

"Women are amazing. They deserve to be praised." Sanji huffed growing annoyed with the conversation.

"Maybe not all women want your praise!" Y/n's voice raised and he gave Sanji a slight shove.

In a moment of frustration Sanji shoved back and off Y/n went into the ocean. The splash caused water to spray all over his pants.

Y/n stayed under the water for a few seconds and watched bubbles drift upward.

Those women didn't need Sanji's praise. Maybe, just maybe, Y/n was the one who needed them.

Sanji knew Y/n was a good swimmer, so he waited for him to surface and let his mind drift.

Maybe, Y/n was right? Women didn't need him to sing their praises, but he couldn't bare to not do something for them. He owed them everything. Maybe the praises, gifts, and favors he'd given out of debt weren't as genuine as he thought they were.

He'd think about it later, a soggy Y/n had just appeared.

His eyes trailed over him as he realized Y/n was wearing a white shirt that was barely serving it's purpose as a shirt now that it was soaked.

Oops. He probably would've refrained from pushing him into the water if he'd noticed the shirt earlier. Too late now.

The symbol peeking through Y/n's sleeve looked awfully familiar... Wait... Y/n? As in Prince Y/n? That Prince Y/n?

Sanji's eyes widened as he lifted Y/n out of the water.

"Um..." Y/n stared their entangled hands and looked back to Sanji who seemed rather dazed.

"We need to talk." Sanji stated bluntly and began to walk in a different direction pulling Y/n along.

"But what about-"

"The fish can wait. We aren't leaving immediately tomorrow." Sanji kept walking looking straight (gay) ahead until he reached an alleyway away from the townspeople, not once letting go of Y/n's hand.

---

"When you were going to tell me that you happen to be a prince, and not just any prince, but the prince I was engaged to? There's no way you didn't know that back on Whole Cake. You could've at least said 'Hey, remember me? Your old fiancé?' or something like that." Sanji said holding a serious, yet sad, expression as he leaned against the alley wall.

Y/n hadn't expected him to figure all of it out so quickly.

"Yes, I did realize that back on Whole Cake, but I didn't think it really mattered. You don't want anything to do with your family and you were pretty busy with the new fiancée situation. I left that royal life behind-" Y/n was saying before he was interrupted by accidentally making eye contact with Smoker, who was standing outside the alley.

Sanji turned to see what Y/n was staring at and all three of them stood still for three seconds waiting for someone to make the first move.

Y/n grabbed Sanji's hand and took off running as fast as he could.

---

A Left turn, two right turns, over a fence, under a tall vegetable cart, and through a soup shop they ran.

Smoker was incredibly stubborn and nearly caught them twice. He may look older, and therefore like he'd be slower, but you'd be surprised to learn he's actually 36.

The only reason Y/n knew his age was because he'd mocked the man too many times about how old and decrepit Smoker's bones must be, only to be angrily corrected by the old looking man himself.

Eventually They got ahead, took a final left turn, and made the quick choice to hide in themselves in a small shed.

---

It was dimly lit inside and they were uncomfortably (comfortably) close to each other: Y/n's arms were on each side of Sanji to prevent himself from falling over due to the uneven ground below.

" Hey-" Sanji tried to complain, but Y/n shifted his weight onto one arm and slid a hand over the blond man's mouth.

They stood in silence until Smoker's footfalls had long passed the shed.

"Sorry." Y/n said as he removed his hand from Sanji's mouth and placed it back to the side.

"It's fine... could you move back?" Sanji mumbled.

"No, the ground's too uneven, but I won't try anything." Y/n whispered back.

"I'm not worried about you trying anything." Sanji eyes wandered down to Y/n's wet see-through shirt.

"Oh? Then what are you worried about?" Y/n said with a smug expression. Sanji's gaze hadn't gone unnoticed.

"What I might do..." Sanji eyes trailed back up to meet his.

"Don't worry then, just do it." Y/n leaned in and tilted his head, eyes now half-lidded.

Sanji finally made the move and kissed him.

Once they pulled away Sanji rested his head onto Y/n's moist shoulder and wrapped his arms around him desperately, dampening his own shirt.

"Please don't say it doesn't matter, because it meant everything to me. When I was a kid our engagement was the only thing I looked forward to. I'd met your parents and they were so kind to me. They'd promised we'd meet soon and I thought that if you were anything like them everything would be ok. I dreamt almost every night that you'd save me from that hell, and when we were old enough we'd be happily married. Then it got worse, and I couldn't wait any longer. My only regret was that I missed the chance to meet you, and yet here you are. Don't say it doesn't matter." Sanji whispered, his breath tickling Y/n's neck.

Y/n hesitated to return the embrace.

"I-I won't, but are you sure this isn't just because of that old engagement?" Y/n asked taken aback by all the new information.

"No, this started long before I knew of your title."

Y/n pushed off the wall and wrapped his arms around Sanji, causing both of them to fall.

"You better tone it down with all that woman praising." Y/n laughed with an overwhelmingly happy smile and teary eyes.

"Alright, I will. You jealous?" Sanji agreed in a teasing tone as he pulled away to look at him.

"Yes." Y/n said pulling him back in and placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

---

They came back to the ship that evening hand in hand and questionably damp.

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