#kaidou one piece

[thetempleofthemasaigoddess]

I don't know how many One Piece animanga fans are there among my followers, but I want to ask. In your opinion...

I personally like the idea of Yamato being Big Mom's son, given the fact she and Kaido have known each others for decades and are, if not friendly, at least able to get along and form an alliance; Kaido is also the only person to call Big Mom by her personal name, Linlin, which suggests they are more than mere acquaintances. Also, they seem to be physically compatible (of a similar size); my idea is that Kaido wanted a child to raise as his heir, and they agreed she would never attempt to claim the child. Kaido probably chose her because a powerful pirate, with so many powerful children of her own, was a better candidate than most other women, but Big Mom was attractive in her youth, so who knows, maybe they did have and affair...

I'd really like to know what you think!

[whispers-of-lilith]

Okay, hear me out...

Younger Kaidou kinda—

[anchovymp]

продолжаю работу над алфавитом

было бы здорово переводить хайку на английский, но это слишком энергозатратно😔

[chromatic-lamina]

umeboshi is sour: sbs 105, chapter 1063

Kaidou joins the Law club, or vice versa:

D: WHAT WILL HAPPEN IF KAIDOU EATS UMEBOSHI? P.N. Junya O: Here→

Suppai!

Added bonus, Law's umeboshi face, cos I love this face and the easy drawing lesson:

[bubbydarkstar]

kaido! king of the beasts!!!

[mostspecialgirl]

with the release of the vivre card translations i cant help but think about my love of kaidou, queen and king. queen has SO much lore and notable importance as a figure within the world of one piece AND within the wano arc, meanwhile King is just sort of a lunarian and doesn’t have much else to him as a character aside from things directly tied to that fact. but that’s exactly why i love the two of them so much. King’s simplicity is what makes him great !!! KAIDOU JUST PICKED HIM UP AND WAS LIKE “hello experiment baby. this lab’s fuckin nuts right. Do you want to be best buddies cause’ i’m gonna change the world” And he was like “well shit im not doin anything else let’s do this man” AND THE REST WAS HISTORY

and on the other hand its so funny how queen was invited and waited SEVEN WHOLE ASS YEARS to show up at kaidou’s door because he was busy with MADS. seven whole years of kaidou and king probably golfing using poor starving people as golfballs down in wano with them going back and forth daily about if queen is going to accept his invitation or not, only for kaidou to one day call across the room like “GUESS WHO I JUST GOT A CALL BACK FROM! I TOLD YOU!! I TOLD YOUR ASS SCIEN WOULD JOIN!!!” And a few days later some big fat guy shows up at their doorstep and:

kaidou: who the fuck is this

Queen: it’s me scien

Kaidou: why the fuck are you fat now. im pretty sure you used to be ripped

Queen: Love eating #Funky #Exciting

Kaidou: well fuck yeah Welcome to the team

And proceeded to place him on equal standing with his best bro. Despite all the fucked up stuff he’s done this is why i can’t help but love kaidou. He’s kind of just a big stupid asshole who’s been fucking around his whole life trying to kill himself, kill everyone else and has been waiting for Super Mario From The Legends to show up at wano and kill him. He drinks during battle. He gets really sad about not having fair fights with people he’s actively trying to kill. He’s a total piece of shit and put his son in a cave and chains for his oden hyperfixation but actively respects his pronouns. He paid two of the most heinous men alive to fund The Worst Devil Fruits Ever. He never confirms a kill and just assumes anyone he swings at hard enough has died instantly. Kaidou what’s wrong with you dude i love you

and then throw in jack who kaidou definitely put in just so he could tell people they were the four horsemen who is the biggest pushover of all time who none of the three respect and he’s just fine with that. What is their problem

I dont care if this mischaracterizes them i just want to have fun

[onepiecc]

Sedna & Kaido

"Let's go koi-fish." "I told you I'm not a koi-fish!" Feel free to like only (@draconxs) can reblog. The artist was Satuni-Art.

[heroes-of-the-new-world]

Illustration by sakura_rose12

Izuku's stomach churned. There was enough sake in that gourd to get twenty people drunk. Yet he downed it like it was water.

"Nnnngh… We're being watched, Maria." he growled, setting the gourd down.

Izuku's heart stopped. 'Black Maria…'

"Watched, my lord?" Black Maria made a show of looking around. "There's only us here. No one would dare intrude."

"It's something…small, weak," Kaido mused. "I can't quite place it."

Izuku was frozen stiff as he moved out of sight in the vent, floating so as to not make a sound; as he remembered what Yamato had told him. The Observation Haki, that let him sense all around him.

But why could Kaido sense him! He meant Kaido no harm! He had no intent to fight! And Kaido had drunk enough sake to get the JMSDF plastered! How could he still sense him!?

"Rats perhaps, my lord?" suggested Black Maria. Fortunately, she did not sound particularly concerned. "We could have Who's Who provide some cats."

"There are others here… in their lounges," rumbled Kaido. "I know them. But this one…no, not one… but many.."

"Many presences, my lord?" For all her courtesan manner, Black Maria still managed to sound dubious. "Perhaps men tending to the pipes? Or filling in the crawlspaces?"

"A single rat, but not alone," Kaido went on, as if she had not spoken. "Nine of them…"

Izuku almost cried out. Nine of them? Did that mean he could sense the Vestiges? Could Haki sense even the dead? He can't hear the vestiges… but he can sense the fear.

They knew as well. They were as silent as he. Even they who went up against and spoke back to All for One… were paralyzed in fear.

He felt his sense beginning to boil. His heart rate being the only thing he can hear outside of Kaido's lair.

It was deafening.

"A possum, perhaps," commented Black Maria. "They carry their young on their backs, or so I hear."

"Maybe…" the large man slurred, acknowledging her suggestions for the first time.

Izuku was terrified. Only once, long ago, had he been quite so afraid as this. That time in Kamino Ward, with All for One.

But there was no All Might this time, no fellow heroes and friends like Todoroki and Yaoyozoru to stand with him, to help him fight. Even then, his objective was to save Kacchan, not fight the Symbol of Evil.

He was utterly alone. Only the wall, and the pipe, separated him from Kaido; the Demon King of this living hell.

Izuku's mind ran wild, as his old nightmares returned; his horrified imaginings, and the memories the Vestiges had shown him in their combined mutual state of mind numbing terror.

Their memories of the world before, the world of chaos and darkness, as humanity lashed out in blind terror at the strange new power growing in its midst. Countless lives had been lost or ruined, cruelty piled upon injustice a thousand times a thousand times. Cities had burned, nations torn themselves apart, never to recover. Human civilization had fallen to the very edge of utter ruin.

Yes, Kaido was like those times. As if that era of destruction, chaos, barbarism and madness had been fused into a living form.

Kaido would have fitted right in. He would have made that world his own. No petty dictator, no Villain, and no Hero could have stopped him. Even One for All could not have stopped him. He would have made Japan his Onigashima..

No. Not Japan. A shadow king like All for One might have settled for Japan, but not Kaido.

The world would have been his sandbox. To create, change, and destroy as the mood took him.

He felt so cold. His soul shrank, his body faltered. His hands going to his hair as he tried to breathe. Reality seemed to fade around him, sinking into a morass of cold, black despair.

There was no power that could oppose that thing. Even One for All would not be enough! He was no match!

"It's annoying."

The sense began to flare.

The quakes. The quakes of his footsteps. The shuffling of metal that was Hassaikai being taken up from the floor, the surprised gasps and groans from the other courtesans.

He could sense it. It was only a shape in the low light, a shadow darkening the vent several meters ahead of Izuku, but he could feel that great and terrible presence, moving slowly towards him. It was… choking him. His head was beginning to burn.

Those horrible slitted yellow eyes bearing at his spot.

"The vermin…" the monster continued, "They're still here."

"Maybe it's paralyzed in fear, my lord."

"Maybe so…but it's irritating."

This was it. He was doomed. If he tried to flee, then Kaido would sense him, and rouse the entire island against him. If he didn't, then he would have to face Kaido himself.

He flees, he is almost certainly dead and the plan ruined.

He fights, he is certainly dead.

The vestiges were silent. No doubt paralyzed with the same fear as he.

With the same realization too.

"Come back to bed my lord. It's only a possum."

"Bwuh… *hic*, it'll give the newcomers something to do. And I… fancy having a window here."

Izuku heard the gust as Kaido drew back his club. He wanted to howl, to flee, to run and cower somewhere small and dark. His Danger Sense was blazing so hard he thought his head would split into two; his brain pounding with his heart inside his small, fragile body.

He was so scared. He couldn't move, or scream, or breathe.

He couldn't breathe!

Izuku clutched at himself, tears streaming down his face. He couldn't do it. He wasn't strong enough. He was nowhere near strong enough. He was going to die! He was going to die alone in this place, alone and unremembered! He was going to…

Someone…

ANYONE!

[Chapter 14, Heroes of the New World by Zaru]

[neonpaperlanterns]

Dead and Buried

When it was late at night and Kaidou  had drunk himself into oblivion he remembered her. Memories bathed in the dewy feeling of mist and the heavy scent of wildflowers swirl around in his disoriented mind. He thinks of soft lips pressed against his. Of gentle fingers running through his hair. 

He remembers sweet words dripping with the folly of youth. 

A warm heavy feeling settles over his chest as he sinks further into the past. Hazy recollections swirled behind his closed lids. Of white hair dancing in the breeze, a delicate hand extended, beckoning as violet eyes shined expectantly.  

He remembers a laugh that sounded like falling leaves and kisses that tasted of honey and warm bread. Of long nights spent intertwined as lips whispered promises into damp skin. Of mornings spent reaffirming those promises, carving them into the flesh with lips, teeth, and tongue. 

He remembers leaving with the reassurance he would return. The kiss she sent him off with that tasted of salt and home. Of the declaration that she would be waiting, ever patient to see him again.

He remembers coming back.

He remembers the thick scent of smoke, of blood and sweat. Of walking, no running into the blazing inferno. Uncaring of desperate cries and trampled bodies. He remembers the feeling of dread that gradually morphed into rage.

He remembers her broken body lying there. Of vacant eyes and ashen skin. Of white stained red. Of holding her, limp and lifeless and coming to the understanding that he had failed. 

He remembers an unmarked grave in that field of mist and wildflowers. Of a spreading numbness as he sat there staring at the upturned soil. Of sitting there, never moving as the sun set and rose over and over again.

He remembers blaming himself. 

He remembers blaming the world.

He remembers blaming her.

He remembers moving, of leaving. Of how it was her fault. He shouldn’t have needed to be there, to protect her, to keep her safe. She should have been strong enough to do it herself. 

He remembers telling himself that those who survive will, she simply wasn’t one of them. He remembers telling himself that it was better this way. That her soft lips and sweet words were nothing but a passing mistake. It was nothing more than a dream that he needed to wake up from. 

He remembers telling himself that he would not think of her or the sound of falling leaves and the taste of honey again. That he would not remember late nights and bared souls.

And when Kaidou would wake in the morning, hungover and reaching for another bottle of sake he wouldn’t.

[moonbaby26]

I admit, Kaidou x Doffy is my ultimate crack ship. It makes me want to cry laughing anytime I come across it. In a good way! Because to see Doffy get a taste of his own medicine even in a crack context…with the total power imbalance, and ideas of a panicking Doffy. Ah, the schadenfreude.

And Doffy in this dress! Work it, boy! I love the hairy bird legs. 🤣

awawawa, KaiDof arranged marriage au

[innerfare]

Going Down On You - Part 4

Summary: how they go down on you

Characters: Katakuri, Marco, Kaidou, Killer, Heat

Genre: pure smut

CW: NSFW // oral sex, shameless dirty talk, Kaidou is drunk (as usual)

——— 

Katakuri: 

There are two versions of this man: the brutal, serious, and fearsome general who never shows his face, and your husband. Though it took a long while for his walls to come down, they didn’t come down slowly. Rather, they crashed and burned, and the first time you saw his face, you also learned he had a voracious appetite, his desire to taste your cunt stronger even than his craving for his favorite donuts. 

“The tastiest treat in all of Totto Land, and it’s all mine.”  

You quickly become his merienda. He’ll create a mochi shrine to hide the two of you away and pull your bare cunt onto his face, lapping happily at your folds, humming as he does. He fully expects you to be available to him, particularly in trying times, as he needs the taste of you to fully recharge. He becomes extremely annoyed if anyone interrupts the two of you during his afternoon, resorting to brute force if anyone disturbs him. 

He prefers to lay on his back, thus the need for such privacy, as he would rather die than allow anyone to know how vulnerable he is at this time. Worse still, he’s sweet, kissing your cunt between licks, only tongue fucking you for a few seconds at a time before he’s licking up your juices and kissing your clit, every pet name and sweet nothing in the book spilling from his lips as he indulges in you. 

“Better than donuts, my sweet little wife’s pussy.” 

Marco: 

He’s normally so relaxed and calm, always in control without having to assert dominance as it rolls off him so naturally. He doesn’t want to be a Warlord, doesn’t want to be an Emperor, just wants to go with the flow and have some adventures with his family. But when he gets your panties off, he goes a little feral. Sure, he’s methodical in the way he starts with your lips, spends time on your nipples, and kisses his way down your body until he’s lapping at your cunt, but he’s also an animal about it. 

His nails dig into your thighs as he pries them apart. He grips you so hard you’ll have bruises in a few hours. And he’s merciless in tonguing you, working as many orgasms out of you until you’re begging him to stop, and when he does stop, it’s only to fuck you because tasting you makes him rock hard, the sort of hard that won’t simply go away unless you’re there to do something about it. 

He’s been known to tie you up so he can work in peace without having to hold your legs and arms down, freeing up his fingers to twist your nipples or massage your precious g-spot, but the thing is, he almost never ties you up in bed. If he ties you up, it’s going to be in his office or another location that’s private but where you run the risk of being discovered. The guys all know what that bundle of rope in his office is for, but none of them are brave enough to say anything. 

Kaidou: 

Kaidou often gets drunk and demands your presence, ordering you to strip down for him while he watches in begrudging approval. When you’re naked, he’ll tell you to do things like turn around and bend over so he can enjoy the view, sometimes making you stay that way for several minutes. When he’s especially drunk, though, he doesn’t bother going through all of that, just ripping the kimono straight from your body. 

“Do you wear clothes just to inconvenience me?” 

And when he’s decided he can’t hold back his appetite any longer, he’ll grab you in both of his massive hands and hold you where he wants you, burying his face in your cunt while he grunts like the beast he is. He enjoys the size difference, gets off to the sight of his massive tongue running through your folds. 

“This is worth living for, my favorite girl’s pussy.” 

Sometimes, he gets so drunk he forgets to dismiss his men and attendants. Sure, they all scurry off once you either remove or he rips your kimono off, scampering out of the room for fear of retribution should their emperor realize they’ve seen his favorite girl naked, but everyone knows what he does to you on those drunken nights. If they haven’t seen him strip you without warning, they’ve at least heard your whimpers and whines echoing from his chambers while he growls at you to stay still. 

Killer: 

It’s not often that the mask comes off, but when it does, it’s always in the dark of night, usually in his cabin when it’s just the two of you, and he always goes down on you. He doesn’t ever give you any warning, saying aloud that he’s going to take the mask off putting pressure on his shoulders to perform a certain way, so it always comes as a surprise when you feel his bare cheek pressed against your abdomen as he kisses his way down your body. 

“Our secret,” he mutters, turned on by just how much the two of you know about each other that nobody else does. 

He goes slow, savoring every last second of the intimate moment. He spends so much time sucking on your nipples you almost cum from that alone, whimpering as he refuses to finger you while he works. He moves slowly down your abdomen and nuzzles your thighs for a long few moments, so taken by the feel of your soft skin against his cheek he considers leaving his mask off permanently. 

“That’s my girl, so fucking soft.” 

When he finally starts prodding your hole with his tongue, working it inside you, he’s moaning as loud as you are. He always starts by tongue fucking you, eager to taste you while stretching you, and when he thinks you’re ready for his big fingers, he moves his tongue to your clit, going back to your hole every thirty seconds or so to lick up your juices. He’ll work several orgasms out of you that way. 

Heat: 

Actually so gentle when you finally reach a point where you trust him enough to let him between your legs. He takes this privilege very seriously and is worried he might do something to mess it up. After all, everyone has always told him what a monster he is, and sometimes, he really is a monster, so gaining access to your most sensitive area truly does make him a little fearful he’ll upset and even hurt you. 

“You won’t regret it,” he says in your ear, voice almost a whisper. “I’m gonna make you feel so fucking good.” 

He lays you down and gingerly pushes your legs apart, slowly but surely, and it takes him a minute to lean in because he’s so overwhelmed that you trusted him enough to let him do this to you. And that’s all while your panties are still on. He can see the wet spot, can see the outline of your cunt- he just knows your pussy is so perfect- and his mouth waters as he realizes he’s the one who gets to taste it. 

Something about pulling your panties off feels a little overwhelming, so he gently pushes them to the side, breathless at the sight of your glistening pussy. His tongue slithers from between his lips and pokes nervously at your folds. You end up reaching down and holding your panties to the side and your outer lips apart for him as he gently tongues your cunt. He slowly increases the pressure until he’s devouring you, the most lewd sounds surely drifting under the door and into the hallway. After you’re finished, he’ll nuzzle your inner thigh a bit. You two wind up staying in that position for a while as he basks in your presence. 

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Hope you enjoyed it! If you want more, you can check out my masterlist here!

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Imagine being pregnant with King's child and not knowing about it until you give birth

At a distant Beast Pirate base

You: [has been away from Onigashima for seven months]

Jack: are you sure you're okay?

You: [hunched over, grasping your sore back, and sweating profusely while trying to catch your breath] Yes, I'm fine, my sciatica is just acting up.

Jack: I think you should go to the infirmary.

You: [snaps] Dude, seriously? I said - [feels a deluge of fluid flood your pants] ... you know what, I think I need to go to the infirmary. In fact, you need to carry me.

Jack: bitch, you have legs, how about you walk?

You: [doubles over and shrieks in pain]

Jack: ugh [rolls his eyes and runs you to the infirmary]

Twenty-six hours later

You: [looking at your infant in shock]

Infant: [a beautiful chubby Lunarian baby girl with a tiny set of black wings]

Jack: congratulations on the baby! [walks in to see said baby] fuck... need to go call King.

You: ... kill the medical staff first, no one can know about her.

The staff: ( ' O__O)

You: Once you're done with that, can you please get us out here?

Jack: of course [turns to the staff and cracks his knuckles] Also don't tell me what to do. [gets to work]

You: [cradles your child closer so she can't see or hear what's happening, and laughs] Thank you for being so reliable, Jack.

Jack: I just... I wish you had told me sooner that you were pregnant.

You: I didn't know until today that I was pregnant.

Jack: How could you not know you were pregnant? That shit seems hard to miss.

You: We've been out at sea for months, I figure I was just the normal amount of nauseous, sore, fatigued, cranky, and hungry.

Jack: [breaks the neck of the last nurse] Ugh, now you get three weeks of seafaring with a newborn because I'm taking you to King.

You: Why would you think my baby would be safe with King?

Jack: [gives you a "bitch, really?" look]

You: ...

Jack: ...

You: Oh my god, he's a Lunarian too

Jack: How have you been fucking him enough to make a baby, and not know he's a Lunarian.

You: Do you really wanna know the answer to that?

Jack: You two are gross. I'm taking you to a safe house until we are ready to set sail.

At the safe house

King, via den den mushi: What do you mean you're pregnant?!

You: no, I said I was pregnant, not I am pregnant.

King: what the fuck does that mean?

Your daughter: [starts to fuss]

King: please tell me that is not a goddamn baby, I hear.

You: Yeah, sorry, I didn't know until she decided it was time to come out.

King: what color is her hair?

You: She's a newborn, she doesn't have hair yet.

King: [stumbling over his words] Does she look a little... Is she ... fuck... Is there anything off with the baby?

You: No, the doctors said she was healthy, especially her lungs. She came out screaming, it was so loud that she made the doctor's ears ring.

King: So she has your loud ass voice, great.

You: And she's got a cute little set of wings like her daddy.

King: oh, don't call me that... Are there any other features I should know about?

You: She's got your fat head, too.

Kaido: [cackling in the background on King's end]

King: Is that so? Jack, how long until they can set sail?

Jack: On such short notice, three days.

Three weeks later in Onigashima

King: Alright, let me see her.

You: [hands her over]

King: [lifts her up to get a good look at her] She has your nose.

Queen: [mutters] She really does have your fat head.

King: Get away from my child, I don't want you even looking at her]

Queen: I, honestly, never would have pegged you as the paternal type, but then again, I always thought I'd have kids before you.

You: You would have to have sex with someone to have a child, and last time I checked you couldn't pull any bitches. But also, seriously, stay the fuck away from my kid.

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[badly-drawn-doflamingo]

So, they beat their original animation budget again ...

[ full Luffy v Kaido fight ]

[anchovymp]

Kaidou antibro

[chromatic-lamina]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Summary:

Hobbytex? More like Hobbyflex. Kaidou was King of painting on velveteen. One thing that he wanted to achieve in life, other than death, was recognition for his hobbytex skills. It was no exaggeration to say that along the 12 steps of the programme that kept him sober and seemingly alive (not for want of trying to be unalive), that hobbytex also kept him on the straight and narrow, and he was proud of his work. Brain-addling fumes from the paints were a bonus. OR Kaidou tries his hand at the craft market.

There’s Law in there too! He might just keep the pirate crafter villains afloat. AND a wee touch of MarLaw, platonic LawBin, Black Maria/ Kaidou, and Queen and King (and mentions of Jack). Modern AU.

(This was for @crowbarsolo as a charity exchange in support of the people suffering in Palestine).

[kaizokuou-ni-naru]

Now in the past I've seen people make the claim that Kaido calls Yamato his son only because he wants him to be shogun. Now this always seemed kinda absurd to me cause like I don't think Kaido meant he was gonna have his child formerly recognised by the people of Wano as their leader when he said he wanted yamato to rule, I don't think the gender of the pirate despot really matters, but is there any indication of that in Japanese?

at a certain point i feel like people are just looking for reasons to say yamato's not a man because they don't want to say that they just don't think men can exist that don't fit a certain image of masculinity, yknow?

that aside, though, i don't think this really tracks, because we see in flashbacks that kaidou's underlings used to call yamato 鬼姫/oni-hime ('demon/ogre princess'), an explicitly feminine term, and only switched to calling him 坊ちゃん/bocchan ('young master'), a masculine term, after he was clearly and consistently identifying himself as a man. from what we've seen it seems like kaidou always wanted yamato to be his heir in one way or another, and we know that he wasn't being raised as a boy for that role. he was being raised as a girl, who later started identifying himself as a boy and was recognized as such by the people around him. kaidou himself seems to take much more issue with yamato claiming to be oden, and doesn't really seem to give a shit about his gender either way.

also, the new onigashima plan entailed making all the citizens of wano into slaves. i really can't imagine that it would have mattered if the figurehead ruler put in place over them was a woman.