#SANJI X READER FLUFF

[lehguru]

BE MINE + ONE PIECE MEN

request: them asking the reader to be their partner + luffy, zoro, sanji & law

info: gn!reader, i forgor how i characterize them so bear with me, also this is me trying to crawl back to one piece so im sorry if its rlly bad; not proofread!!! (i should start asking ppl to beta read those istg)

monkey d.luffy didn't really straight up asked you to be his partner. luffy being luffy, he walked up to you one day and said that you were his partner. you, having feelings for the captain for a really long time now, chuckled nervously, asking "what do you mean?". as he explained that nami told him that if he liked you, then he should ask you out, you could hear the red head sighing from somewhere—you knew at least half of the crew was watching you two right now. you laughed softly at the proud smile he wore and nodded, agreeing to be his.

roronoa zoro was almost the same as luffy, but at least he had the decency to actually ask you about it. during a beautiful day, you were on one side of the little garden that was built in the thousand sunny's deck, helping robin to water the plants. out of nowhere, a shadow was cast upon your crouching form; looking up, you noticed the green haired swordsman and smiled at him, getting up. "yes, zor—"

cutting you off, he asked in the same stoic tone he almost always had: "do you want to be my partner?". your eyes went wide and you let out a small exclamation of surprise. taking that as a denial, he turned back and started to walk away, but you managed to yell out his name. "yes! i will be your partner." the man huffed and nodded, but you could see a slight blush dusting his cheekbones.

when the subject is romance and love, you always expect sanji to be a master at it. out of everyone, he should be the one knowing how to ask someone to be his significant other, but he has never felt this... strongly about someone like he feels about you. when he approaches you to ask that, he's holding a little box with your favorite dessert, his long slender fingers shaking a little as words seemed to catch on his throat for the first time in front of someone he loves. he took a deep breath, a bead of sweat dripping down the back of his neck, you touching his arm and asking 'is everything okay, sanji?' with your sweet voice sent him over the edge. "do you want to date me?", his words were clear for him, but for you, he simply spat all of them out at the same time. you told him to breathe and say it again, and he did, his eyes looking at the floor with the shame of the rejection that would surely come his way. your head almost bumped on his as you jumped on his arms, screaming a yes and giggling loudly. he hugged you and spun you around, giggles of his own leaving his pink lips.

trafalgar d.water law didn't want to acknowledge his feelings for you. you were one of his closest friends, one of the few people he trusted the most—you knew things about him that he never told another soul; so he was afraid of losing you. terrified even. he had lost enough people that he loved during his life and he couldn't bear to lose another one. but... his other friends knew a little too much about his "silly" feelings.

"c'mon man, go ask them out." law saw himself being cornered by penguin, sachi and bepo one day, all of them with playful expressions. "the worst you can get is a punch."

he tried to ignore them, ignore how his cheeks seemed to be heating up, but they were being so obnoxious and annoying, he couldn't handle them anymore. with a burst of rage, he yelled at them, "can you shut up? i don't like them and they don't like me, either!"

"like who?" your voice made his heart leave his body and he felt like stabbing the three men—and bear—that were running away now. "no one." law replied, scoffing to himself for the slip up. "torao! tell me! come on!" now you were the one bugging him and he rubbed his face with his hand. you poked his cheek, giving him a little pout. "law, please!"

"it's you." he snapped, making you freeze. "it's you, dumbass." surprising the man, you started to giggle, making him go from annoyed to even more embarassed. "what?" you kissed his lips softly and started to walk away, saying that you accepted to be his partner.

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[soulofapatrick]

Whispers in the Storm - Sanji x Female Reader

Summary: You wake from getting injured, wanting no-one but Sanji

Words: 2k

Warnings: none

Y/N’s POV 

I wake with a jolt, a sharp pang slicing through my side. Groggy. From sleep, I wince and shift, trying to find a comfortable position. But there’s no escaping the persistent ache that throbs across my entire left side. I tentatively touch the source of the pain and recoil at the tenderness. A massive bruise spans the expanse of my left side when I lift the shirt I’m in, seeping discomfort with every moment. I’m a galaxy of deep blues, purples, reds, greens and oranges. 

Confusion clouds my thoughts; I can’t remember how I got this injury. The events leading up to this moment remain shrouded in a foggy haze. I’m guessing we fought Arlong, it was probably during that. I wouldn’t be surprised as I remember Nami crying, Luffy placing his trusty hat on her head and then nothing. My mind races, attempting to piece together fragmented memories that elude me. 

Pushing through the discomfort, I stagger to my feet, crying out in pain that leaves me temporarily breathless. The sound has Nami and Robin stirring from their bunks, glancing at each other before shifting their gazes towards me. Nami’s concerned gaze meets mine, her eyes widening at the sight of my injuries, as if only seeing them for the first time now. Without a word, she rushes over to me, slipping an arm around me to steady my very unsteady form. Her touch is gentle, though every movement sends a fresh wave of pain rippling through me. 

“Where do you need to go?” She doesn’t try to tell me to rest, knowing I’m not going to, her voice soothing, a contrast to the turmoil of pain coursing through me. 

“Sanji.” I manage to whisper, the name escaping my lips almost instinctively, just wanting my best friend right now. Despite the agony of moment, there’s an inexplicable comfort in knowing he might be able to help, his care a balm for the turmoil within me. 

With a single nod, Nami supports most of my weight as we navigate the ship’s corridors. Each step feels like traversing a minefield, my breath hitching with every jarring movement and tears prickle my eyes. The bruises paint an intricate canvas of agony, the hues of pain etches into my skin, a mosaic of suffering that extends from my left armpit to my left knee. 

The journey feels endless, every inch an ordeal as we finally reach Sanji’s quarters. Nami gently knocks on the door before there’s shuffling on the other side and then it swings open, revealing a very sleepy Sanji. 

He looks so good and even through the pain I can’t deny it that I am head over heels for him. He’s standing in the doorway in only a pair of loose fitting trousers that are desperately clinging to his sharp hips, hanging dangerously low and flashing some of his v-line. He’s shirtless, pale skin for all to see and abs all I can stare at until Nami and Sanji snap me out of it. 

Sanji's sleep-ridden expression fades instantly, replaced by a deep concern that's mirrored in his stormy grey eyes. They widen with distress at the sight of my battered state, and without a second thought, he steps forward, taking me gently from Nami's support.

“Thank you, Nami.” He murmurs gratefully, his attention solely focused on me. With careful guidance, he helps me settle on the edge of his bed, his movements gentle as he ensures I’m comfortable. The room is bathed in a soft glow as he switches on the light, illuminating the galaxy of bruises that paint my skin. 

Kneeling in fronton me, Sanji’s brows furrow in worry, his hands hovering hesitantly over the colourful expanse of injuries on my thighs that he can see. His touch is feather-light, as if afraid to cause any more discomfort, “Oh Mouse,” his voice is soft, filled with genuine concern, the nickname he has for me a warmth in my cheeks, “How far does it..?” He trails off, as if scared to know. 

Sanji's eyes widen as I remove my shirt, wincing the whole way, revealing the full extent of the bruise. But instead of any hint of intrusion or averted gaze, his reaction catches me off guard. There's a mix of emotions swirling in his eyes—concern, a tinge of anguish, and a depth of care that goes beyond what I expected. His gaze doesn't linger on my body, instead, it's fixated on the mosaic of colours that mar my skin. 

“Oh Mouse,” He utters again, “I’m so sorry.” He whispers, voice thick with emotion, his fingers trembling slightly as he reaches out to touch the tender expanse of bruises. His touch is feather-light, cool against my burning skin. A gasp escaping me at the unexpected tenderness of his gesture. In that moment, his usual suave demeanour fades, replaced by a raw vulnerability that tugs at my heartstrings. Without a word, he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to the bruised skin of my stomach. It’s a gentle and intimate touch, filled with a depth of care that sends shivers down my spine. 

My hand instinctively moves, carding through his fluffy blond hair, a silent reassurance that his presence alone is a soothing balm amidst the pain. His lips linger for a moment longer, a gesture that speaks volumes, conveying a sense of comfort and empathy that words fail to capture. 

As he pulls away, his gaze meets mine, a silent understanding passing between us, that unspoken bond enough for him to know what I need. Climbing to his feet, he moves with purpose, rummaging through a chest of belongings until he finds an old tee-shirt form his days at the Barite restaurant ship. The shirt carries a faint scent of the sea and memories of his past, a comforting familiarity in the midst of chaos. 

With a gentle care, he helps me slide into the soft fabric, its oversized fit providing a sense of comfort and warmth. Tenderly, he assists me in laying down on my right side, ensuring I’m as comfortable as possible. His actions speaking volumes, a silent promise of being there through the night, offering solace and support in this moment of vulnerability. 

As I settle on the bed, he joins me without hesitation, mirroring my position so we’re facing each other. His presence beside me feels like a sanctuary, a haven of comfort amidst the storm of pain. His gaze lingers, a silent reassurance that I’m not alone in this and he reaches out, caressing my cheek gently, a gesture so intimate I feel my cheeks heat up. 

“What happened with Arlong?” The words escape my lips, tinged with curiosity and an undertone of confusion about the events still. 

Sanji’s expression shifts, a flicker of surprise knitting his brows together again, “You don’t remember?” His voice carries a hint of concern, registering my confusion with a palpable worry. 

I shake my head, frustration and unease bubbling within as the foggy tendrils of memory refuse to weave into a coherent narrative, “It’s all a blur.” I confess, the frustration now seeping into my tone. 

His eyes widen slightly, a mix of disbelief and concern etched across his features, “You… you saved Zoro.” The gravity of his revelation hung heavy in the air, momentarily stunning me with its weight. 

“I did?" My voice was barely a whisper, laced with disbelief that danced on the edges of the fragmented memories I desperately tried to grasp. 

“Yeah, you shoved Zoro out of the way and took the blow yourself,” There’s a rare mixture of admiration and worry in his voice as he recounts the events, “You were thrown into one of the funfair stalls. You were unconscious until now.” Snji fills in the gaps with a gentleness that belies the gravity of his words, his concern palpable in every syllable. 

The realisation washed over me in a tumultuous wave, a blend of awe and disbelief that swirled within. Despite the haze that clouded my memory, a sense of pride swelled—a pride that stemmed from the knowledge that I had instinctively acted to protect a fellow crewmate. Yet, the hollow spaces in my recollection left an unsettling feeling, a disorientation in not being able to piece together the entirety of the sequence.

“I was so worried.” He admits, voice barely above a whisper, a tremor of concern evident in his whisper, and I grip the wrist of the hand that has be continuously caressing my cheek, stilling it to press a gentle kiss to his palm. 

Our eyes meet again, his stormy grey gaze locking with mine in a moment that feels suspended in time. The hand that had rested on my cheek moves to gently grip my chin, a tender yet hesitant gesture. He leans in, his lips hovering close to mine, a vulnerability creeping into his nervous actions which is very un-Sanji-like. 

“Stop me if I’ve misread this.” His words linger in the charged air between us, a plea for consent, for assurance that his actions and feelings aren’t one sided. 

Without hesitation, I close the remaining gap, letting his uncertainty with a softness that brides the unspoken gap. Our lips brush in a tentative yet tender kiss, a silent affirmation that speaks volumes, quieting his nervous ramblings. 

The moment our lips meet, its as if a surge of warmth envelopes us, an electric current coursing through the connection. His lips are soft against mine, a gentle touch that holds a world of tenderness. There’s a subtle sweetness to the taste, a mixture of salt from the sea air and a faint hint of the tea he brewed tirelessly in the kitchen. 

As our kiss deepens, a sense of familiarity washes over me, as if this moment has been waiting months to unfold. His breath mingles with mine, a rhythm that feels strangely synchronised, each exhale carrying the weight of worries and uncertainties that had haunted the edges of my consciousness. 

In Sanji’s tender embrace, there’s an unspoken language—his touch conveying a yearning for reassurance, a desire to meet halfway, while mine echoes an affirmation of understanding and reciprocation. The intimacy of the kiss speaks of shared emotions, a quiet proclamation of trust and affection that transcends the chaos of our surroundings. 

The closeness, the warmth of his presence, the way his fingers trace gentle paths along my side—it all stirs a whirlwind of emotions within me. It isn’t just the softness of his lips or the taste of salt and familiarity; it’s the way he makes me feel—safe; understood, and cared for in a way that goes beyond words. 

As our lips part, Sanji’s grey eyes meet mine, filled with an intensity that speaks volumes, carrying an ocean of emotions within their depths. There’s a softness in his gaze, a tenderness that seems to overflow with an unspoken declaring of affection. 

“Fuck, I have to say it, I was so scared I was going to lose you,” he chokes out, “I love you," the words escape him in a gentle whisper, sincere and heartfelt, before he leans in to brush another soft kiss against my lips. It's a fleeting yet tender affirmation of his feelings, a gesture that speaks louder than words.

The kiss lingers for a moment, a silent reassurance of mutual emotions before Sanji breaks away, his expression soft yet determined. "We should try to get some sleep," he suggests, his voice carrying a tone of care and consideration.

His suggestion hangs in the air, a gentle invitation to rest, to seek solace in the quietude of slumber amidst the chaos that had engulfed us. With a soft nod, I acknowledge his words, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment settle within me—the residual echoes of his declaration of love resonating within the quiet moments that followed.

“I love you too Sanji.” 

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[imhenritz]

Giving him the love he deserves (Sanji x Reader)

I have had this idea in my head for quite some time. I enjoyed writing it, but I don't know how to continue and if I would.

Reader is Mc or Main Character, but I made it sound like it's a name! I'm too lazy to think of a real name. Forgive me! Y/N didn't feel right somehow *sweats* Could this still be considered x reader? Oh god.

The prompt in my head goes like this: "The reader gets sucked into One Piece after wishing that someone would love Sanji like he is supposed to be loved, as nobody has given him a chance. She would love to give him that chance if only she could. One time, she was in her room, falling asleep while recording her voice for a cover request sent to her. When she woke up, she found herself in a boat floating, wearing pieces of jewelry fit for nobility. Her neck, ears, and bracelets were all glittering in the darkness." Story under the cut! Part 2 here!

She hated the dark. There were no lights to be seen, and her eyes adjusted to the darkness, recognizing she had been in a lifeboat. A medieval one; she knew this because of museums she had visited, always drawn to pirate ships, wondering how it would be then.

Everything was quiet, like she was completely alone and trapped. Shouting would be pointless at this point. Absent-mindedly, she started singing "Jolly Sailor Bold." It had been a few days; she was starving and weak. She caught herself and huffed, “If I die, I might as well go in style,” she continued.

She kept repeating it until she got tired and chose to lie down and look up at the stars. They were never this clear in her city.

When she woke up, it was with a man with a braided blonde mustache talking to a few more men. “Ah, the lass. Must be shipwrecked.”

“-Must be loaded…”

“Jewelries…”

She could barely catch their whispers. Groggy and weak, she looked up at the man. It must have been dawn. “Please help me.” Holding her throat, she felt the jewels that were like stones. “Take everything-” She wet her lips, trying to swallow the moisture in her mouth, which she didn’t think was there. “Jewel… Please.”

She lost the ability to talk but could feel a soft arm taking her in. The smell of aftershave and nicotine lulled her to sleep.

“I got you, Madame.”

She woke up to Sanji greeting her with food and saw her eat it without any grace, making him let out a chuckle, and she glared weakly, more embarrassed than mad. “I’m sorry; I lost count of how long I was in the sea.”

“Try 85 days.”

“What—85?” her eyes widened as he grinned. He gestured to the seat next to her bed, and she nodded. “I’m sorry. I think I was only there for a week—”

He shook his head. “It’s not about the days. It’s experiencing hunger. You gave up every bit of your jewelry, you know.”

She reached for her neck and huffed. “Those jewels meant nothing if you can’t eat or drink.”

“Damn right.”

Her eyes went to the door, where she recognized the man who saved her. She thought she was in a dream before, but it’s uncanny how both are real-life versions of Zeff, and now looking at the young blond man at her side—Sanji?

“You’re an aristocrat. I’m sure a few pieces won’t go missing,” the older man grumbled. He kicked the young blond’s head. “Give up the seat, little eggplant.”

Sanji lookalike grumbled but did mutter, “Old shit bag.”

She gasped, blinking, piecing things together. “Little eggplant…” she muttered in disbelief.

“I assure you it has nothing to do with—”

Zeff lookalike chuckled. “I assure you he is every single bit of a little eggplant,” he smirked and brushed his mustache down, making them bounce up, resisting the brush. “They call me Zeff. What’s your name, lass?”

“Mc, sir,” she bowed deeply. “I owe you my life, Sir Zeff. Please let me repay you somehow.”

“Another one on the bag,” he mumbled.

The blond man saw the chance and began, “My name is Sanji. You can call me whatever you—”

“—Your family must be looking for you. Where are you from?” Zeff watched as she gulped and looked away from him, mouth opening and closing with no words. “I can’t let you stay here and be seen as a kidnapper—”

“—Old man, what if she runs away? We have extra rooms—”

“No, no stuff on the boat. It’s shipwrecked. Can’t let the place close because of a stowaway—”

“NO!” she stopped him with a loud voice, causing both to stop. “I’m sorry. This might sound crazy, but I’m not from around here. I don’t think I am,” she gulped.

“Could you have amnesia?”

She sighed and shook her head. “Please don’t kill me, but I think I know who you are and where I am. Please let me finish.”

She gave them a recap of what she knew, and both men were quiet. She pulled on her IV, hissing at the pain. “I’m sorry. I will go now; I’m sure you won’t want anyone like me here, after knowing all of those. I think the jewels are real. Although I’m not sure if they are since I just woke up wearing them—”

“You are staying, lass.”

“I know. I’m sorry—let me.” She stood, but her legs didn’t work as they were supposed to, and she fell on her knees. Sanji was there to help her.

“I know I gave you 85 days as a hint. But damn, giving out the whole story. So you know me and everything?”

She nodded, and Zeff began to laugh. “Just when I thought I had seen all the world has to offer.”

“You’re just going to accept this, you old man?”

Zeff smirked, “Anyone could have lied better than that.” He looked at Mc and smiled. “I won’t have a freeloader here. You know what this place is, then.”

She nodded, “I can wash the dishes, clean the toilet—wait tables.”

“God no. I don’t need a woman in my kitchen or in the toilet. You’ll wait tables. You start tomorrow.”

Sanji stood, still supporting her. “She can’t even walk!” he protested.

Zeff was about to reply when she patted Sanji’s hand. “I’ll start tomorrow, sir Zeff. Thank you so much.”

"Just Zeff will do, lass"Zeff grumbled and began walking to the door, hearing Sanji sweet-talking her as she left. “Patty will help you with your clothes.”

Sanji paused and shouted, “Old man, Patty won’t know what fashion is if it knocks on his head!”

Zeff glared. “More than you.”

**===**

“I have to say, having the girl waiting on tables isn’t bad,” Patty said, seeing how everyone can actually work in the kitchen better now. She works fast, and all the cooks have to do is the labor of bringing out the heavy meals.

“She has a great smile, pleasing personality—”

“Charming!”

“A sight for sore eyes, you lot aren’t,” Patty chortled, laughing as he proceeded to cart in the finished meals. He smirked, seeing one certain sous chef who was grumbling under his breath as he was stirring a pot. He walked closer, pushing the cart to a designated dishwasher for the week. “Got to get a move on that soup.”

Sanji glared and hissed, “What does it look like I’m doing?”

“Never thought I’d see the day you would hate being in the kitchen,” Patty leaned forward from the preparation counter.

“Who hates being in the kitchen?” Zeff entered, making Patty straighten up and busy himself, but not before smirking with Carne. “The shit cook wants to wait tables, boss.”

Zeff rolled his eyes, “He is staying in the kitchen. Can’t afford to have him kick another customer out on a whim.”

Sanji took off the ladle he had been stirring and turned, “He was flirting with Mc!”

“And?” Zeff huffed, “You do the same with every woman who darkens the door, little eggplant.”

“Yeah!” Carne added, “She must have learned that from you! That woman charms women and men! Makes you look like an amateur!”

They laughed. “Someone’s getting a taste of their own medicine.”

“Ooooh, getting a taste of their medicine?” Mc walked in, heels clicking on the tiled floor, smiling. “Who is it this time?” She looked expectantly at everyone, who dispersed. “Hey!”

Sanji was about to float over to her when Zeff interrupted. “Lass, your notepad seems to be getting thinner.”

Mc looked down at her little notepad, with a grimace she apologized. “Sorry, Zeff, I just take so many notes. I would need a new one tomorrow.”

Zeff chuckled, “Those notes make customers feel like you’ve known them forever. Take this and buy yourself a whole stack of notes—”

“—Thank you!”

“I can, of course, escort you tomorrow!” Sanji offered, now getting to Mc, who was glowing from the berries that Zeff had handed over.

“Oh no, no need, Sanji. It’s just notes. I can handle it.”

“Get the lass the notebook from my room, Sanji. This one won’t last the night.”

Mc smiled at Sanji, and he went tapping Carne, gesturing to the pot.

As soon as Sanji left, he pulled out a list. “Take him to carry stuff.”

“Oh, okay,” Mc nodded, going over the list that had meat and rice on it. “That makes sense. It’ll be best to get everything at once.” She gasped. “I almost forgot we got this order from table 8, 5, and 2!” ripping off three papers and pinning them overhead of the pot Sanji was cooking.

She breezed out of the kitchen when the bell rang. “Thank you again, Zeff!”

She exited the door when Zeff hollered, “Buy yourself something else too!”

If she was drawn at that moment, she would surely have flowers in the background.

Carne looked at Zeff, who just returned it with a raised brow. “We got enough ingredients for next week.”

Zeff brushed his braided mustache. “The little eggplant deserves the break for how obedient he has been lately,” he chuckled. “Even volunteered to wait tables!”

**===**

“I’m pretty sure by the way you keep feeding me this expensive food, I’ll be in debt forever, Ji,” Mc sighed in content as she savored the dessert she just served earlier, which cost berries she'd earn in a day.

“Then you’ll stay forever with me,” Sanji winked, wiping the utensils they washed together dry.

Mc grinned, “You won’t hear me complaining,” taking another bite, she remembered something, causing her to pause.

Sanji paused and bit his cheek, watching the spoon in her mouth and her fishing out a paper and sliding it to him. “I hope this is a love letter.”

Mc pulled the spoon clean and held it up. “Unfortunately not, I thought about giving you one with the orders, but I don’t know if Carne or Patty will process the order instead, so I held back.”

Sanji blinked. Mc had always flirted back with him and accepted his flirtations, but he always thought it was a game they were playing. She was just charming, and she knew his past; why would someone like that return his love?

“I have a favor to ask, Sanji.”

He raised a brow, taking the paper but not opening it. “It’s a yes, whatever it is, darling.”

Mc opened her mouth to respond as if it was their usual game when she paused and stopped his hand from picking up the slid paper he just covered with his hand.

“Take me out on a date.”

His mind stopped. He watched her eyes, vulnerable and sincere. “Darling…” he trailed.

She can’t be playing with him. She must know how he couldn’t resist females, especially not her. Someone he treasures.

They went on a date. He planned it all out. She made him feel like he is the only man she could see. It was addicting to have all her attention just on him.

**===**

No one asked how old she was; no one was crude enough to ask, not with him, Carne, Patty around. She had always acted maturely. He was sure she was young, younger than him in appearance at least. Her mental age was around mid or late 20’s. Her actions were so, as he observed from their patrons.

It had been years since she drifted on their restaurant. Ever since his 19th birthday, Sanji had noticed her checking the orders or peeking at the customers as if waiting for someone or loud noises. She knew what was going to happen but refused to tell, afraid it won’t happen.

Then the chore boy appeared. Mc was so gentle and nice to him, always saving him and sneaking him food and patting his head. It wasn’t like she wasn’t giving him attention, but she was giving more energy to him. He didn’t like it one bit.

It was night; she was out for her regular singing at night, a small boat a few meters away from the restaurant. She never told anyone; they believed she assumed nobody could hear her, but they did. Everyone kept their windows open to hear her sing.

In her long nightgown covering everything but her hands and face. The glow of the night lamp she brought with her gave her a soft, ethereal glow.

“I always wanted a musician! Be my friend!”

Sanji’s heart leaped. If she left with the chore boy, he would never see her again. She smiled and patted the boy’s head, pushing his straw hat out of the way. “I can only play the guitar and not that well though.”

“Who cares? We can find one that plays music! We’re friends now!”

Her peal of laughter filled the darkness. “I’ll be just a singer then?” she smiled and sighed, “I would only in one condition.”

“Condition?”

She urged him closer and whispered, and before the boy could shout it, she held a finger on his lips. “You can’t tell anyone.” Part 2 here! Thank you for reading! I've never written for Sanji or One Piece before, but this idea won't let me sleep. It's a shame to leave it in my drafts to collect dust. Here's my tribute!

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[noearchives]

tangible promises

(sanji gives you a little something on your anniversary.)

note: writing this on the bus because inspiration hit me like one. you guys aren't married in this one but boy is he committed!

cw/tags: gender neutral reader, fluff, established relationship.

sanji's spent half a day wandering through the streets, eyes going red from how hard he's been staring at various accessories that reflect the harsh display light into his eyes for hours on end.

he can't believe he's only choosing something out for you now when your anniversary's tomorrow. he curses at himself for being a bad lover and continues walking through the countless shops with his hands in his pockets-- until a sparkly sign with 'RING ENGRAVING SERVICES AVAILABLE' written in bold cursive catches his eye. he makes haste, almost teleporting to the store as he goes through the process of staring at diamonds and gemstones in different shapes once more. the nice lady senses his distress and the opportunity to increase the store's sales, and approaches him with a standard customer service smile.

this is it, sanji beams with a velvet box in hand. he's sure that he'll be scolded by nami if she knew he spent quite the pretty penny for a pair of matching rings, but he doesn't mind if he can see the bright metal glimmering on your pretty finger.

he goes on a full-day date with you afterwards with one hundred roses accompanied with a ‘good morning’ on your lips and a candlelight dinner prepared by none other than the best chef in the world (him).

when you're about to end the night with a kiss, he stops you with a finger on your lips and a hand behind his back. you raise an eyebrow, tilting your head to see what he's hiding, but his fist only closes up more as he tries to suppress his smile. he ponders if he should get on one knee for a split second, but decides it'll be better if he doesn't (for now).

before you could ask what he's hiding from, you, he gives an answer without words by presenting the ruby red box in front of you. when he cracks it open, the rings catch the moonlight and shines into your eyes.

"it's a, uh, promise ring," he mutters, suddenly bashful. "they match." he picks up your ring with two careful fingers, tilting it so the engraved initials can be shown. with your hand in his, he slides the ring on your finger smoothly as the stars smile upon the both of you. when he's done, you spread your fingers out to admire the shiny accessory, pulling him into a breathtaking hug as you squeal. "oh, sanji. i love it, i love it so much!"

you quickly put the matching ring on his finger as well, a quiet promise exchanged between the both of you as it shines on your hands.

when the two part from your embrace, the smile on sanji's lips falters faintly. "i don't know if this is good enough. i mean, you deserve the entire world, and i should've gotten you something more than just a ring, but i-"

"shut up and just kiss me, you big idiot."

#one piece x reader #sanji x reader #sanji x reader fluff #one piece x reader fluff #one piece drabble #sanji x you #one piece x you

[chiquititaosita]

Mami Mira

pairing: sanji x reader

post type: one shot (song fic)

contents: smut,established relationship, sanji falling in love with you even more, alcoholism, jealousy, suggestive, fluff, latina reader in mind, but this can be applied to all ethinicties song fan fic

summary: sanji is at a club at one of the local islands the sunny had docked, you both go and have fun, and here he is just admiring you dancing, that is until someone pulls you aside, and your man gets jealous, he takes matters into his own hands.

alexa play mami mira by mr capone-e, mr.criminal ,nate dogg

It’s around 9:30 p.m., almost ten on a Friday night. You all needed a break. It was decided by the captain to go out and dance. There you are getting ready, wearing a black y2k top, blue flare pants with rinestones that enhances your features and wearing your hair in a half-up, half-down style. Of course, your makeup looks amazing. shoes that were comfortable yet looking like a rare treasure.

You walked out of your quarters, exiting the hallway out of the girls' quarters, heading out on the main deck of the sunny. here you see your tall handsome blonde boyfriend ‘flying’ towards you “y/n chwan!!!!!!!!” you could hear the admiration in his voice as he’s admiring his beautiful meroline. “hi amor,” you smiled with a slight blush appearing on you complexion. he asked you to twirl before giving you a kiss on the cheek. there he just kept hyping you up and admiring how such of a ethereal being you are.

“you look so beautiful, as always.” he kisses the top of your head, holding your hands. y’all were visiting for a few moments until you heard a cough, from a certain red head. “ahem, I hope to not interrupt you love birds but we have a party to get to!” Nami walked out of the ship onto the dock, wearing a green backless cut out crisscross halter top and body con skirt. she wore some strapped heel pumps that had more of a grip rather than a normal heel.

“right sorry about that.” you laughed lightly walking out holding sanjis hand. “my darling…shall we ?” you nodded looking into his eyes as he loosened his tie just a teeny bit, walking with him “we shall.”

you wanna hang with big dogg and criminal, it’s in your eyes don’t give us love.

The club that luffy said y’all were supposed to be at was supposed to have big lights, and everything. you just hoped they had good music to dance to. you planned to not drink as much. mostly because the smell of alcohol is a bit overwhelming.

you saw the lights changed from different colors. Red to blue, blue to white. White to pink, pink to orange. it wasn’t at a fast speed, more at a slow pace. you felt relaxed, as your blonde boyfriend lightly traced circles on your skin. y’all were sitting down in a table where everyone in the crew placed their stuff.

The both of y’all had been a bit distant lately, due to the fact he’s been working a lot more, than fighting the marines out of nowhere. y’all haven’t spent anytime together recently. you just hoped you two will have a good time and for things to settle down.

“My love are you alright??” he whispered into your ear, when the music started getting a little bit loud. You shrugged. “Somewhat, im a bit thirsty.” You replied back to him with a slight blush kissing his lips, you were just a little tipsy. Not as tipsy as if you passed your limit. tipsy to the point where you still are aware of your surroundings. “I’ll go get you some water at the bar, let me know if you’re gonna be leaving the table.” He smiled and kissed your lips once more “I will I love you.” Just as you were about to say it. He left faster than the speed of light.

It's in your eyes you wanna give us some.

“Y/n! what are you doing sitting here all alone come dance with us! they’re gonna play our song.” you hear nami and robin walk towards you, as you were a bit slumped. “you barely get to have fun with us girls you know y/n chan.” Robin pat your head. you sighed as you got up from your seat. “Alright let me go find sanji and tell him.” You heard nami and robin whooop and cheer as they took a few more shots. you couldn’t help it THEYRE your best friends, your home girls.

They were so relived that you and sanji got together it was so adorable because they were like ‘PLEASE TAKE HIM! We’ve been suffering for so long!’ there you saw your boyfriend talking to another person, you suppose they were the bartender. “Sanji!” you yelled his name! he heard to the melodic voice of yours. His dark eyes saw you, gesturing to go with nami and robin and he mouthed “I love you! I’ll be there soon!” he blew a kiss at your direction as you rolled your eyes taking the kiss placing it to your chest.

Walking to the direction of nami and robin. there you robin and nami are dancing, you were just so content, relaxed. In all honesty you just missed him. He’s not dumb, he’s actually very observant.

he scanned to find you as he adjusted himself, there he saw you. He sees you moving your hips grinding on your best friends, shaking ass looking like a baddie as usual. He’s blushing madly than ever. That is until he feels something hard between his thighs. How he wants to take you in his arms. have you scratching his back, as he thrusts into you. it’s true he does miss you, he can’t help but blame himself for not spending enough of time with you. so there he goes in this thoughts.

That is until one particular person, tapped you on your shoulder. he had a dickies shirt on, some nice pants on, with a white tank top underneath and a chain on. he asked you if you wanted to dance with him, you were looking at your curly brow novio.

the male figure looked at your boyfriend, then at you. sanji looks at him, and groans in frustration now that he’s soft. he got out of his seat, taking out his cigarette putting it out on the ash tray on the table. walking behind you biting his bottom lip.

mami mira.

Sanji tapped behind your shoulder, hugging your waist stroking your hips up and down, glared at the male figure “thank you for keeping my lovely lady company, but her prince is here now.” he gave a deadly glare to the male, as he walked off. you sighed in relief looking at him, walking with him to the table, to sit down. you being the girl you are decided to sit on his lap.

you’re such a fine and such a sexy mamacita

“my hero.” you turned around as you wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him while you’re sitting on his lap. as he pulls you close to him. “i haven’t been feeling like one..” he talks to you as he rubs his smooth, and structured hands behind your back, and hips to keep you from not falling.”

Been on my mind girl since the first time that I seen ya'

“por que? talk to me.” you smile at him, there you go again, you look at him with those beautiful eyes that have a hint of sparkle inside. he can’t help but to feel guilty for not protecting his princess. not even spending time with his princess. the maiden he wants to wake up from an eternal slumber. Your eyes was one of the first things he noticed

“I feel bad for not spending enough time with you, Mon amour.”

“Seeing that guy trying to make a move on you made me sick to my stomach.” He puffed out his cigarette, and looked back at you. “and i don’t even get sick.”

“I guess I just feel bad because. I’m so used to being around you all the time and I’m afraid you’ll leave me .” you sigh and kiss him lightly on his lips. letting go as y’all touch foreheads.

if you were my girl I would never ever leave ya, señorita

“Don’t feel bad, it happens sometimes life gets hectic and we have to do what we gotta do. I’m just happy i have you as my boyfriend/future husband/father of our kids, so what is there to lose. And who the fuck even said I’m ever leaving?” His eyes water at the fact that you’re being so understanding with him, no seriously protect this man at all cost. because he’s not used to having much compassion since his sister helped him. You wipe his tears, and kiss where they once where as a blush appears on his cheeks once more.

“I love you sanji .”

“I love you too y/n, I’m sorry ”

You hug him and press your lips against his with passion and admiration.he even deepened the kiss, knowing it’s happening, it’s reality. As he slightly moaned into your mouth.

something about you mami

“Don’t be sorry, remember we have a long time, and you’re not going anywhere because you’re mine .” as he fell to the side of the booth chair lying down laughing as he’s ticklish when you kiss him in certain places. You get off of him and grab his hand.

I'm feeling you girl can't you see that look in my eye?

“Come dance with me, the songs almost over!” He starts running with you as you’re shaking your ass on his crotch. mans is grabbing your waist. his eyes are heart shaped, and his nose is slightly bleeding. He’ll spin you a little bit to bring you closer to him, as he grabs your hands, sucks into your neck. “forgive me my dearest y/n i have to mark whats mine.” he continues, as he hears you let out a gasp parting your mouths

something about you mami

Sanji grabs the bottom to the top of one of your breasts as he begins to grind on your ass a little bit. The sensuality and the tension is rising in the depths of your bodies. he begins to let out a shaky breath as he starts to feel his cock slightly harden once again, almost feeling like a long balloon waiting to be popped. like a long rubber band. sanjis muscular yet slender hands are tracing under your skirt already slowly dry humping onto you, having a slow pace. “Let’s take this back home Mon amour.” He whispered huskily in your ear, as you nodded. walking back to the sunny, y’all went back into your bedroom, as he kept kissing you, mumbling praises.

“Your body looks so divine..” sanji had began to ‘throw’ you onto the bed with silk beige sheets, feeling it hugging your body, you’re looking up at sanji as he loosens his tie, rolling his sleeves. God the way your punani was already about to be soaking wet, it’s very high right now. Sanji had already taken your pants off. He smelt the scents of your pants,

“Already wet for me y/n-chan…you’re good for me..don’t worry I’ll wash these..I love these on you,” he speaks in a lower tone, as his breath is gazing at your undies, watching how soaked you are. he kissed those lips down there with the clothed cunt still wet, dripping. he starts by playfully licking the nub of your clit, as he slowly began to gently yank off your soaked panties, hoist your thighs and straddle them around his neck.

“sanji….f-fuck….” You started to mewl, and cover your mouth as he began to look up at you taking your hands and placing them on his scalp. “Grab. Me.. I want to hear you..” your breath was sl

“Awe is something wrong mami???”

'n-no sir.."

"good, wouldn't want you to feel pain now would we mon ange." sanji pushed you back again hoisting your thighs together with his muscular arms and lean build. licking your labia majora, as he moans into your soft plushy cunt, he begins to add one or two fingers to thrust inside, starting off slow when his member is slowly erecting again.

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[lovelywetdreamer]

🌸💜~Early Morning Fluff~💜🌸

You knew your cooking was awful. Heck, the whole crew knows your cooking was awful that's why they banned you from the kitchen. Despite all that, you still want to learn how to cook properly. Sanji can see the fire in your eyes when you give the first taste of your beef and potatoes stew. His face immediately turns green and his whole body literally cringed from the flavor. You are about to get off the boat, but Sanji stops you and continues eating your food. Yes, your cooking is a sin on humanity but at least you tried your hand in cooking. Sanji can appreciate that.

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[aeliesa]

WHAT LIES BENEATH THE MOMENTS

Synopsis: It isn't just the simple gift but how he sees and understands deeper than that.

• Relationship: Vinsmoke Sanji x female reader

• Content: fluff

A/N: I know I am late (exams are approaching), but I still want to post it. Heads up! This is a lengthy post with 2.1k words. If I have the time tomorrow, I'll be able to edit the previous fics.

In the same routine, errors are to be expected. Anyway, I hope you'll enjoy it! :D

There are many reasons to look forward to a new beginning; just something with morning and sunrise excites you. As a pirate, you have become accustomed to the rhythm of the sea and how it tells its mood. However, it may not be as precise as the navigator’s perception, but still, the idea of the sea breeze brushing against your skin as you exit the girl’s room is relaxing.

“Good morning to this lovely lady! May I see your panties?”

The creative way of the musician - Brook, caught your attention. He always has different ways to wake everyone up; even a simple greeting is innovative. He sings a phrase or even plays a soft melody from his violin; he radiates liveliness despite his skeleton appearance.

Throughout your venture into the sea, you have witnessed the highs, lows, and bewildering situations caused by your crew. So when you were about to reply when Usopp yelled, ‘duck!’ immediately, you did as you were told, leaving Brook standing before you and becoming the victim of Luffy’s fist.

You giggled at the musician, who was clearly pained by the punch, “I think that’s the fortune to your question.”

“You idiots!” Nami rushed to their side and smacked the captain along with Zoro, “I swear the next time you would pull another stunt like that, I-myself will hang the both of you at the rear part of Sunny!”

“I told you, Nami! We want to venture the island!”

“No! You can’t!” apart from you and Zoro, those who heard Luffy’s whine rebuked him with glares.

Everyone was busy doing something, and you know what it is. Today wasn’t just typical for everyone; it was one where everyone would do the crew’s best to keep the lousy liar - Luffy, from exposing their plans. Somehow, with all the days you’ve shared with your friends, you’ve become so attached to them that the idea of leaving a crew drives you crazy.

A lot of preparation was needed, and everyone had to be discreet as much as possible. You quickly found your own task and gave your friends some light assistance.

When you were finished with your part, you scanned the deck of The Sunny and found Luffy slouching his face on the railing, mumbling to himself, dejected by the definitive decision of his members.

You were not at ease to see the captain full of rays of sunshine being so forlorn. With a smile, you walked up in his direction. When he noticed you, he called out to you, almost beseeching you to take him from his misery.

You know how it was hard for him to be submissive. Knowing how frisky he is, it pains you to see how hard it was to restrain himself from doing what he wants to prevent the one thing that your nakama fears.

Those who were left on the ship were anxious to let Luffy and Zoro venture the island, fearing that they might cause something, as these two are prone to trouble. They are considered to be trouble magnets because everywhere they go, the ship won’t be able to dock for too long on an island.

“Wear it well,” you placed his signature hat on his head. “We’re going to explore the island,” you announced, which made your captain wrap himself around you, hugging you tightly and expressing his gratitude.

“You are also coming,” you say, pulling the swordsman as he passes by carrying a barrel.

Your nakamas heard about your declaration and hurriedly approached your place, raining you with questions and worries.

“We’ll be fine,” you assured, pulling the arms of your rubber captain, who was suffocating you with his attachment. He was stretching his head and squinted his eyes to observe the island. “I’ll be with these two to ensure nothing wrong will happen.”

Nami, Usopp, Chopper, Brook, and Franky studied you briefly. They knew about your whimsical character, and when it’s being paired with Luffy and Zoro; hell loses. Though they are much worse than you are, regardless of that, you’re still a ticking bomb for the authorities to notice. If they would choose someone to go with the three of you, it could be between Robin or Jinbei; however, the two accompanied Sanji in buying the necessary rations for their adventure.

Seeing how determined you were, they eventually allowed the two to be with you. As soon as you stepped on the island, the two parted ways from your presence, promising they won’t do something stupid; Luffy even forced Zoro to be with him, as all of you cannot afford to commit a mistake. In response, you just reminded them to return before midnight.

As you searched the place for something, there were different stalls and even shops which you checked individually. To your dismay, everything could have been more interesting.

You bought party hats, something that Luffy would love. He mentioned that he wanted to buy a part hat, but knowing he’ll be busy with food and whatnot, you decided to buy it for everyone.

Before exiting a small shop, something caught your eye. As you scrutinized it from being hanged on the wall, a small smile crept on your lips. Perfect.

It was an apron with the phrase: ‘I cook the best meal’ etched on it.

You hurriedly purchased it before leaving the shop, elated that you finally had your own present for the cook.

It was already evening when you decided to return to where the three of you went separate ways. And true to their words, Zoro and Luffy were waiting for you far from The Sunny. On the other hand, the captain was holding some food while Zoro was carrying a paper bag which you presumed to be the sake. It was new to see them without being chased by the marines. But knowing the reason behind it, you understand that they might be unpredictable to the others, but within your circle of nakama, all of you would do everything for one another even that means risking your lives in the lifeline.

Luffy waved in your direction, “I heard that there will be fireworks at midnight to welcome their one-week festival!” he shared excitedly. “I say we have to stay not too far from this island later!”

“Of course,” you nodded as the three of you started to walk, “Sanji doesn’t know that we docked here… to avoid ruining the plan, we must return to where he thought Sunny was.”

Time went by, and before all of you noticed, it was a moment of anticipation. You could hear some footsteps and voices talking outside, but none of you dared to speak. As soon as the door opened and the subject for today’s celebration turned the light on, all of you exclaimed with one word.

“SURPRISE!”

Robin and Jinbei popped the party popper from behind him while Luffy ran to Sanji and placed a party hat on his head. Everyone showered him with greetings and laughed at his astonished look. It was a moment worth remembering.

Franky walked up to him carrying a cake while everyone sang him a birthday song, yet you silently took everyone’s pictures.

This day is a moment worth capturing.

As usual, living in moments where you wish it won’t end usually comes by faster than you anticipated. Everyone was enjoying it, and Brook even started to sing. It was a banquet full of fun, full of life, and full of warmth.

Trying to get some air, you headed outside, bringing sake. Tonight was almost surreal; everything just fell right where it should be. There were no ruckus nor marines. It was odd that a pirate ventures on an island without crossing into a fight.

As you sat, you contemplated how the plan your crew formed days ago finally succeeded. There were lots of revisions and colliding ideas. Yet everyone came to a decision; although Luffy was reluctant, most of the distress your nakamas expressed was his character as being impulsive and rabble-rouser; hence, he must stay at the ship throughout the day, he still agreed begrudgingly.

“I figured you’d be here.”

Without looking at who it was, you already know that it was Sanji. Opening the cap, you poured sake on a cup and turned to him.

“Hey, Sanji,” you called, passing a cup of sake that you sneakily hid from the green-haired swordsman.

He responded by calling your name with the suffix chwan and spins towards your direction serving you one of your favorite desserts.

Thanking him sincerely, you looked up at him, contemplating before popping the question.

“What would it be if you could say something to little Sanji?”

It was a sudden hypothetical question that he never expects you to ask, let alone think about. But it would be presumptuous of him to believe that he knows you from the inside out. Just as he felt he figured you out when you would unexpectedly astound him, Sanji shrugged off the idea of being eager to discover your personality.

It would take him too long, perhaps, forever, to see the shades of you. However, be it as it may, time will eventually lead him to see the whole image of your character. Amid those discoveries, Sanji wallows, witnessing your wittiness.

“Well…” he paused and recalled the days of his yesteryears: the struggle to live like most kids do barely scraping the day and the recent events at Wholecake Island until this very moment.

Sanji stared at your curious look, and his demeanor escalated quickly to him - with hearty eyes and hands clasped. “I would say that you keep living because the adventure of being with beautiful women is waiting for you!” he says, his tongue sticking up.

All you could do was stare as he started to list what he likes to say to his younger self. He wasn’t irritating; as you listened without saying anything, you realized how adorable it was to see him like that. Despite Sanji being enthusiastic towards women in most days, there was still something you could not feel in those seconds in ordinary moments.

Perhaps it was because how no one was there to chastise him? Or how would you have the liberty to listen without being disturbed? It could be both. Either way, you could spend the night listening to him because being with Sanji brings a sense of relief to your soul.

Noticing how it seems already late, you butted in from Sanji’s narration of sentiments. “Happy birthday!” you cheekily greeted.

With excellent timing, from the island not too far from where the shipped dock was earlier, a small light went up the sky, bursting into different colors and preceded by various ones that continued to light up the sky.

The fireworks behind you continue to wake the sky with its different colors. Eyes twinkling from levity, Sanji was at a loss for words. It wasn’t because you appeared to set everything: the fireworks with your greeting, but because he got struck with awe by the view before him.

You were breathtaking with your genuine laughs.

Right before midnight, you finally said the words that Sanji hoped to hear coming from your lips, unbeknownst to you. Although you were the last one who greeted him as the day had ended, to him, it was the perfect way to wrap everything up. He couldn't ask for more.

Today is just too perfect; everything falls into your ideal plan.

Sanji was elated.

“I could die in peace!” Sanji screamed with his typical heart eyes and flew with the blood that blasted from his nose. You were worried as you could hear him declaring his affection mid-air, but a voice chimes in before you can do something.

“Let him die.”

Turning to the source, Zoro stood, taking the bottle of sake you took earlier, and drank it without thinking. You squinted your eyes with brow-raising but chose not to say something. However, Zoro spoke again.

“I’ll be willing to toss his body at the sea when his drama ends.”

“Oh shut it, Zoro; now is not the time for that.” you berated, gazing at Sanji, who was still enjoying the feeling of cloud nine.

Indeed, there are different reasons to wake up each day. Still, more profound than what’s on the surface is the notion of spending another day as a Straw Hat Pirate and the chance to create something that strengthens the bond with your friends, especially with the best cook you’ve come to adore.

When everything ended, you excused yourself and headed to the girl’s quarter, thinking how he would react seeing the present that you placed in one of his safe spaces.

Meanwhile, as everyone settles down and starts to crash their body against their bed, Sanji, on the other hand, chooses to stay awake for tonight’s watcher and places the presents he received from everyone in his locker.

He was contemplating this day, Sanji had forgotten that it should be a special day for him, but knowing his experiences, celebrating birthdays has become his least priority. The efforts made by his friends had reminded him that it wasn't the luxurious things, delicious food, and surprises that mattered. It lies behind those touches of laughter and moments to share: a bond that cannot be severed by anything or anyone, a thing that he has and what his sister told him.

When he thought everything was finally settled, Sanji caught a folded cloth that he was sure wasn't his nor had he placed there. Picking it up to check what it was, and before he knew it, he was smiling to himself.

Sanji knows what would be his favorite apron from now on. Grinning from ear to ear, he noticed the note he knew you had written.

Happy birthday to the fantastic cook in all the corners of the sea!

fin.

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[cheesesoda]

Hii I’m sorry if my request ideas aren’t good but I figured I’d offer you up something! Maybe something where Sanji meets a girl who even though she identifies as a girl she’s very Tom boyish and averse to feminine things not because she doesn’t like them but because growing up in an environment with a bunch of strong male pirates she didn’t want to be seen as weak or lesser. But basically this all leading to Sanji helping to show her that it’s okay to indulge in her feminine interests and not have to try and look and act like a boy as a defense mechanism?

a/n: OKAY THIS IS ACTUALLY REALLY GOOD y/n out here being a lil relatable ngl 🧍‍♀️lol thank you sm for the req! i hope u like it bae 🫶

goddess

sanji x tomboy!reader

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff

cw: some internalized misogyny, language

“they’ve been arguing for hours! ugh, would they just be quiet?” nami groans, laying back in her deck chair next to robin. “oh, my dearest nami-swannnnn~ robin-chwannnnnn~ i’ve brought you some drinks!” sanji spins onto the deck with a tray holding 2 tropical drinks. “thank you, sanji-kun!” nami smiles as she takes her drink. suddenly, a loud crash and some incoherent yelling is heard from the crow’s nest. sanji, nami, and robin all turn their attention to the source of the noise. “what’s going on up there?” sanji asks. “y/n and zoro are arguing again about who’s stronger.” robin explains, taking her drink from the tray too. “i’m not sure why she cares so much about being the strongest. i mean, her determination is admirable but why?” robin queries.

later that night…

it’s the middle of the night and sanji is cleaning up his kitchen. everybody has gone to bed. well, almost everyone. as he’s putting away the last dish, he hears some distant mumbles. he frowns and goes to investigate the noise. he finds that it is once again coming from the crows nest. he creeps up the ladder cautiously and is met with the sight of you. you’re lifting the heaviest weights you could find. he’s about to ask you what you’re doing up so late since you hadn’t realized his presence, but for some reason, he just watches. you grunt in exhaustion and drop the weight. “fuck!” you pant, burying your head in your hands. “i’m so weak. dammit! they were right, i should’ve been born a man. then i wouldn’t be so damn useless. i need to be stronger! stronger than zoro! or luffy or sanji or any other man!” you cry out in frustration. sanji decides not to say anything, knowing that you’d breakdown if anyone saw you so vulnerable, so he leaves you in the crows nest and heads to his room, still thinking about your words.

the next morning…

sanji gets up at 4AM to start prepping and making breakfast for the crew and luffy’s endless stomach when memories of what you said last night flood his mind. “i’m so weak. dammit! they were right, i should’ve been born a man. then i wouldn’t be so damn useless. i need to be stronger!” his heart churned at the thought of you thinking that way. as if on cue, you come into the kitchen to accompany sanji while he makes breakfast (as you usually do). “good morning, my lovely y/n-chwannnn~” he swoons. “morning, sanji.” she smiles tiredly. “are you alright, y/n-chan? did you not sleep last night?” he asks, when he notices the grey circles underneath your tired eyes. “i’m fine.” she responds.

later that day — 1PM

“okay so two people are keeping watch on the ship. it’s usopp and franky’s turn today so the rest of us will go explore the island. got it?” nami explains to the crew as they dock on an island. everyone agrees and begins to wander around the island. “oh y/n-chwannnn~ may i accompany you as you shop?” sanji asks. “sure.” she says. after walking around a bit, they walk past a dress shop. “nami-swan would look beautiful in that orange dress!” sanji exclaims as he rushes into the store, you reluctantly following behind him. once he finishes buying the dress, he finds you admiring a beautiful (and very feminine) f/c dress. “you’ll look stunning in that dress, y/n-chwan! you already look like a goddess though!” he says as he approaches you. “huh?! what? i wasn’t looking at it! why the hell would i be looking at a dress? what do you think i am—some girly girl? and stop calling me y/n-chan like i’m just some weak girl! don’t treat me like i’m a woman!” she stammers in embarrassment. before storming out of the store.

later that evening — 5PM

after searching for you all day, sanji finds you sitting alone on top of a hill overlooking the sea. he walks up to you silently. without turning around, you can tell he’s there. “don’t just stand there. say something. don’t treat me like i’m some fragile thing that might break.” you groan. after a moment of silence, he sits next to you. “y/n-cha- … y/n, why don’t you cry?” he asks. “what?” she frowns, snapping her head to him. “why don’t you cry? in the entire time i’ve known you, you have never cried in front of me, or any of us. why?” he clarifies. “what do you think i am? weak? crying is for the weak. crying never helped me when i was sad, so what’s the point? it just makes you look pathetic.” she scoffs. “…why do you care so much about strength?” he follows up. she looks at him in disbelief before closing her eyes and laying her head on her knees. “you’re the strongest person i know. and yes, you’re stronger than the marimo. but there’s so much more to you. why does it matter so much?” he says. there’s a brief silence before you take a deep breath. “before i joined the straw-hats, i was part of another pirate crew. the jack pirates.” [a/n: help idfk what to name it lmao] “i was with them since before i can remember. i was the only girl on the ship and that made them think of me as less. as if i could never be taken as seriously as them. they’d tell me i should’ve been born a boy, that i would’ve been useful. i would’ve been strong. but no, i was born a girl. useless. annoying. weak. i guess that’s why… i just wish i was equal to them. i wish i could be as strong as them.” you explain. you’d never told anyone any of that before. “is that why you act more masculine than nami and robin?” he asks. “i guess…” you mumble. being this vulnerable made you uncomfortable. “i see…” he whispers. “follow me.”

“where are you taking me?” you protest. “don’t worry, my love! it’s a surprise.” he smiles back at you, holding your hand. the pet name makes you blush but you brush it off. finally, you reach the ship again. “why couldn’t you just tell me we were going to the ship?” you ask. “i have a surprise for you on the ship.” he grins.

he leads you to his room and hands you a bag. “what’s this?” you raise an eyebrow. “just open it.” he urges you. sighing, you pull out the item from within the bag. it’s the f/c dress you were gawking at earlier. “sanji, you don’t seriously think i can wear this-“ you groan. “being feminine doesn’t make you any less strong, y/n. everyone else is still gone and brook and usopp fell asleep. please, try it on.” he says softly. you contemplate what to do until you get up silently and walk into bathroom. after a few minutes (a few = 10) you come out of the bathroom nervously. sanji’s jaw literally hits the floor, but he composes himself. gorgeous was practically an insult if he were to describe you. you were more beautiful than a goddess. “for lack of better words: you look beautiful, y/n.” he whispers as you both look at you in the mirror. “beautiful…” you repeat under you breath. the compliment was one you hated to hear, but for some reason, you didn’t hate it as much anymore. “you’re beautiful in this dress and without it, just like how you can lift the heaviest weights on this ship whether you’re wearing a dress or not. you’re so beautiful and strong. you’re a goddess, my love. if only you could see that.” he says genuinely. you turn around and face him. you had always had a massive tiny crush on the cook, but you’d never say it because love is for the weak. “call me y/n-chan…” you breathe. “y/n-chan…” he smiles, matching your soft tone. “my perfect, strong, beautiful y/n-chan… my love…” he whispers so softly that nobody could hear it except you because of how close you were. he brushes a strand of your hair behind your ear and cradles your cheek. ever so slowly, you inch towards each other more, glancing at each other’s lips every few seconds. your lips meet in the softest of kisses but filled with so much love. when you pull away, his hand stays on your face and somehow your hands made their way on his chest. “i love you, y/n-chan, i love you so much. just as you are.” he whispers to you. and then it happens. a tear rolls down your cheek. a part of you that you never were allowed to embrace was finally released at the hands of the man you love. you wrap your arms around him as you softly cry into his dress shirt. he reciprocates the hug. “i love you too, sanji. i love you so much.”

#sanji x reader fluff #sanji x reader #sanji vinsmoke #one piece #kuroashi no sanji #sanji x y/n

[leviachanmybeloved]

Cookies and Comfort|| Sanji x reader

You woke up from your nap starved. That's because you didn't eat dinner, the events of the day wearing you down. It is about, 2:30 in the morning and the person on watch is Sanji. Given the fact that he isn't in bed snuggled up to you. You took the covers off, but immediately regretted the decision. The room was freezing cold. So, you grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around you. You got up in your blanket burrito and went to go look for your lover. You checked the kitchen, but when he wasn't in the kitchen, you became a tad confused. You then went out to the deck and was going to call for him, but stopped when you saw him leaning against the railing. His unlit cigarette dangling between his lips. He looked beautiful, the moonlight displaying his charm for all to see. But, he seemed to be upset. So you, still wrapped up in the blanket walked over to him. When you got within arms reach, you embraced the male from behind, burying your face in his back. He snapped out of his trance.

"(y/n)?" He asked. "I'm right here my love." You spoke softly, your groggy I-just-woke-up-voice coming through. Sanji's heart clenched and tears began to pool in his eyes. You noticed how his breathing stopped for a quick moment and how he tensed up at your voice. So, he is upset. You released him from the hug, turned him around, and hugged him so instead of your head buried in his neck, his head was buried in yours. It was quite the cute scene, actually. The height difference making this somewhat difficult for you, but you managed. He grabbed on to your shirt, and sniffled.

"I know your upset, baby. You don't have to be the strong one right now." You soothed. And that was all it really took for Sanji. He began to sob. As he released his feelings, you began to whisper sweet nothings and encouragement into his ear to fight the demons in his mind. Because you knew how exhausting it is to fight and fight for so long, especially with yourself.

"Shh shh shh, it's alright my sweet prince, it's alright." He sobbed, bringing you tighter, holding you as if you were going to leave him if he let go. He cried for a good 20-30 minutes before calming himself down. You released the hug, wiped his tears away and kissed his forehead, something he would always do for you when you were upset. You smiled and grabbed his hand.

"Are you ok baby..?" You asked. He sniffled before responding. "Yeah, I'm ok now. Thank you my heart." The both of you stared at the stars for a few, before a noise made Sanji chuckle and you blush. "You're hungry?" He asked, amusement in his tone. "S-shut up." You grumbled angrily. "Would you like me to make you something?" Sanji offered. "We can make some cookies..?" You suggested, unsure if he was ok with that. "That sounds lovely!!" He smiled and stood up picking you up afterwards. Hand in hand you both walked into the kitchen. "I get the wet ingredients and you get the dry..?" You offered. "Sounds good to me." And so, for that night you both made cookies, and basked in each-others warmth and comfort.

#sanji vinsmoke #straw hat pirates #anime #sanji x reader #sanji x reader fluff #sanji fluff #sanji comfort #sanji x reader fluff and comfort #swirlybrow

[expertkrispylady]

Sanji x fem!reader

Warnings⚠️: Nun

Note: NOT proofread ,and this is my first time writing something like this.srry if its bad

_________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

Sanji laid there,the most perfect sight she could probably see - her perfect boyfriend,her true love , just asleep next to her , looking to be at the most perfect peace she had ever seen in her life.

Sanji was so precious,so perfect .She couldn't help but stare at him in awe , admiring his facial features in his sleep.

As he laid there , Sanji was looking absolutely perfect . He was everything and then some. He was HER everything

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[shibbainu]

(edited to feel less repetitive)

hi, I hardly ever use tumblr but I had written a sanjixreader a while back and I decided to share it here! it’s basically you stumbling upon him in his kitchen, him noticing and taking care of you, and then sharing a tender moment with you.

it’s meant to read slowly, so don’t rush :)

“sincere nature”

walking in to sanjis kitchen, you come across him washing dishes.

you look tired and fatigued from stress.

he takes notice. he turns his focus to you, slowly lowering the plate he had been washing to the sink.

"are you okay?" he questions, and hunkers down to your height. you hear his soft, kindly voice, and feel his gentle hand rest on your back.

you are exhausted, and in that moment, you release the tenseness in your body and fall into his arms. 

he catches you.

you can feel the fabric of his coat against your face.

"just breathe, you'll be alright." he says tenderly.

you feel his lulling words as you are leaning in to him.

you feel the hands; his hands, that are so delicately taken care of, pressed against your back. 

you're warm, you're safe, and you're protected.

you rest there, embracing him in silence for awhile.

a few minutes pass, and you are falling asleep. he realizes this, and, as though not to wake you, carries you over to the couch. 

he props you up on a pillow, and spreads a blanket over you.

you're still half awake. 

you let him lay you down, and watch him as he walks back to the kitchen.

its so nice watching him do his things, you think to yourself. the room is silent, only with the subtle ambience of him rustling with his kitchenware.

you enjoy hearing his footsteps. watching his face as he stirs a cup of hot tea. the intentness, yet humaneness in his eyes as he works in his kitchen. it soothes you.

you hear the faint clinking of a silver spoon stirring around a ceramic teacup. then, steps heading back your way.

"here." he says, aware that you are awake. you sit up and take it.

he sits down beside you.

you sip the tea, and then you look at him. 

he smiles.

"do you like it?"

you stumble for a second. youre taken aback.

you nod your head.

all you can do is look at him. his soft face, his fuzzy hair, his indearing eyes

in this moment, all you want to do is stay by him. 

he scoots a little closer. he picks up your blanket and drapes it over your shoulders.

again, you feel his touch. 

you cant help but want his arms to stay there, and as he is fixing your blanket, you huddle closer to him, almost instictively.

he notices, and gently indulges you.

you feel his head resting on you shoulder, and hear his level breathing.

your face is placed into his chest. his warm coat embraces you like a protective fortress.

your eyes are closed, letting only your senses take in the moment.

he's so soothing. his nature is so sincere.

you feel like nothing else matters.

#sanji x reader fluff

[lehguru]

ALL BLUE + SANJI

late night confessions with sanji!!

warnings: part of fluff month, sanji being sanji, alcohol use (reader and sanji) + requests are open ! check pinned post for requesting rules

you and sanji had an habit of drinking together. whenever he found a bottle of wine that you both like, he would invite you to drink with him after everyone went to sleep – mostly because you both know that zoro would want to drink the entire bottle if he saw it.

that night, sanji looked specially stressed. after he poured the first glass to you, he basically drank the rest of the wine all by himself, sighing and zooning out more times than you could count.

"sanji, what's wrong?" you finally asked, making his baby blue eyes go wide and focus on you. "you seem off."

he looked away from you and, after some seconds quiet (you assumed that he was deciding on telling you the truth or not), he nodded; he crossed his arms on the kitchen table and rested his forehead against them, hiding his face.

"do you really love me?" he suddenly asked, making your eyebrows instantly furrow. "like... really really love me?"

you got up from your seat and pulled the cair to sit next to him. resting your cheek on his shoulder, you started to murmur, "yeah, of course i do. even if you're a pervert, you're still very lovable, sanji." you pressed a light kiss on his head. "i really really really love you."

he looked at you, his eyes shining with tears. your hand came to cup his rosy cheek, your thumb softly caressed his cheekbone. while his eyes blinked sleepily, his tongue came out to wet his lips before he said "i wan' to see the all blue with you. if you can`t be there, i dun` wanna see it."

you chuckled and brushed out strands of his blonde hair from his face. "oh, yeah?" he nodded and you hugged him, almost dropping the man from his own chair. "we will see the all blue together! it's a promise!"

2023 © content belongs to lehguru, but the characters used on them belong to their respective creators!!

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[soulofapatrick]

TAG LIST - updated 21st Dec 2023

KEY

🌶️ = NSFW

🥹 = SFW

😡 = angsty

They Find Out You’re Pregnant 🥹/😡

𝓢𝓪𝓷𝓳𝓲 𝓥𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓶𝓸𝓴𝓮 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Whispers in the Storm 🥹

𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓴𝓮𝔂 𝓓. 𝓛𝓾𝓯𝓯𝔂 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

You Drive Me Crazy 🥹

𝓡𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓪 𝓩𝓸𝓻𝓸 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Jealousy, Jealousy 🥹/😡

𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴𝓼 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Scarlet Temptations 🥹

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[imhenritz]

Breakfast in Sunny

Prompt: Sanji's wife makes breakfast for the crew to give him a break. Set after the time skip.

Warnings: Tooth-rotting fluff. Chopper being cute and the baby of the group.

Reader's Name: Mc (Stands for Main Character but made it look like a name)

Note: This moment takes place in the future from my "Giving Him the Love He Deserves" series. It can be a standalone, but it ties in with the story I've written before, especially the revelation of Mc's powers.

Note: I wrote this while thinking of pancakes for breakfast. Well, I'm off to cook now!

The Thousand Sunny basked under the golden morning sun, its vibrant deck alive with the cheerful banter of the Straw Hat Pirates. As the crew prepared for the day's adventures, Mc, their talented singer and Sanji's beloved wife, approached them with a warm smile gracing her lips.

"Hey, everyone," her voice, melodious and inviting, rang out across the ship. "How about I take over breakfast duty today? Ji deserves a break, and I'm in the mood for some pancakes and waffles. What do you all think?"

Luffy's eyes practically sparkled with enthusiasm. "Pancakes and waffles? Count me in! That sounds amazing!" he exclaimed, his excitement contagious.

Nami, the ship's navigator, nodded in agreement. "I'm in too. As long as there's coffee with those pancakes, I'm a happy woman."

Usopp grinned from ear to ear, his anticipation palpable. "I can already smell the deliciousness from here! I'm in for sure!"

Chopper, the ship's adorable doctor, couldn't contain his joy. "Yay! Mc's pancakes are the best! Can we have extra syrup?" he asked, his wide eyes pleading.

“Just for you,” Mc replied playfully, brandishing a whipped cream bottle. "But what do we do with this?" she added, her eyes twinkling mischievously.

Chopper giggled in response. "I’ll take both, please!"

Robin, the wise archaeologist, nodded appreciatively. "A delightful choice, Chopper. I'll gladly indulge in your cooking," she said, placing a calming hand on the young reindeer's back.

Zoro, the swordsman with a perpetual green headband, smirked confidently. "I'm not picky. Just make sure there's enough for seconds," he said, his eye on the prize.

Franky, the ship's flamboyant shipwright, struck his signature pose. "Super! I'm always up for some good grub! Everything goes well with cola!" he exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectious.

“Of course!” Mc chimed in, her voice carrying the promise.

Brook, the charismatic musician with a skeletal grin, added his own flair to the conversation. "Ah, a feast for the eyes! I'm looking forward to it, my dear," He paused to laugh, "Even when I don't eyes!" he said theatrically, his bony fingers gesturing grandly. "What a wonderful way to start the day, Yohoho!"

Sanji, ever the gallant gentleman, couldn't help but interject, a playful smile gracing his lips. "Stop ordering my wife around, gentlemen. I'll take care of your drinks," he said, his tone light yet possessive. His heart swelled with pride and affection for the incredible woman he had married. The morning had begun with him cuddling her pillow, a comical realization that brought a smirk to his lips. His wife surely did it on purpose.

Seeing Mc in her apron, serving food with that serene smile, transported him back to the days in Baratie. He chuckled softly, reminiscing about the times when they had experimented with her singing every weekend. The sheer beauty of her voice had once lured men like a siren, causing a chaotic frenzy. Now, her controlled and soothing voice became a source of comfort for everyone on the ship. "You're not cooking breakfast. Just helping out with drinks!"

With a heart full of love and pride, Sanji nodded at Mc, his eyes softening with affection. "Sounds wonderful, my darling. I'll assist you in any way you need."

And so, in the heart of the Thousand Sunny, amidst the laughter and camaraderie of the crew, Mc set to work. Her voice intertwined with the sounds of sizzling pancakes and waffles, creating a gentle melody that added to the ship's lively atmosphere. The tantalizing scent of breakfast filled the air, promising a feast that would be a testament to the unbreakable bond shared by the crew, bound not just by friendship but by the profound love Mc and Sanji had for each other.

══════════════════ Thank you for reading! If you're interested in the series here they are: Giving him the love he deserves: part 1,  Part 2.

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[portgasdwrld]

★ Hickeys

ೃ⁀➷do they suck (lol) at hickeys, giver or receiver?, how? all answered down below by your beloved Tomie✨

ೃ⁀➷Psss this is a head-canon, take it lightly~

ೃ⁀➷ Suggestive, implied f!reader, NSFW language

ೃ⁀➷ monster trio + Law+ Ace

: ̗̀➛ Luffy

He’s the type to receive them more than to give

When he realizes he has hickeys, he’s just gonna wonder how it’s even possible and if smth hit his neck during a fight💀

Probably gonna bug Chopper about it, until he brushes him off mentioning it’s nothing

Then when you’re making out and you linger on his neck, it clicks into his mind. He yells a « ooohh, It was you! » after realizing that, it surprises you and you almost bit his skin-

He’s down to try it when you explain that you want them on you too

« You want me to suck your skin a little until it bruises? A bit like when you bruise after a fight? »

« Ugh… not the same but you got the spirit? »

He’s dense, but he tried and he didn’t do as bad as you thought

: ̗̀➛ Law

LMAO?? Wouldn’t he be the type to lowkey hit you with a scientific facts that hickeys can kill you if done wrong🤓😭

Ik he would. Im so sorry😮‍💨

On another note, tbh I feel like he’s just sooo into it, when his mind is fogged by lust. He will be making out with you and damn, he’s now leaving wet kisses all over your neck. That itself, just awaken some type of possessive strike and you’re left with hickeys a bit everywhere.

Will quietly eye them when y’all are cuddling after sex. He won’t comment on it beside if you point them out.

“They look great.”

It would be the most reaction you will get out of him. He’s so hot though- intrusive thoughts but they are real 😔

He doesn’t mind at all if you leave some on him fr. Like if it’s done within the right vibe and y’all are just kicking it and you’re riding him or y’all in lotus position, he might even groan and moan a little louder and curse under his breath.

: ̗̀➛ Sanji

Oh his mouth is ALLL OVERR your body. He’s kissing, praising, leaving hickeys all over your body. On you chest, between your thighs, on you collarbone.

He’s almost in a trance while he loves your body and mark it. He’s gotta to enjoy his pretty lover and you bet he’s gonna make it known that you are his and he’s the lucky man who has you!!

He’s so sweet about it, with sweet compliments, but it’s a bit messy too. Wet patches, mumbles from his muffled lips.

He’s SOOOOO down if you wanna do it on him. He gets very excited and can’t stop smiling and touching your body.

“Yes of course I’m down! Wanna try it rn? We got time yk..”

Best boy 🤧

ೃ⁀➷ Zoro

His neck always has some hickeys from you. He thought he hated it, but he quickly got over it and finds it hot now.

He doesn’t care too much if someone stare at them, but he will throw a curse out with a deadpan expression, if someone made a snarky comment.

He also has this possessive strike, so you bet you’re gonna have some type of bruises-hickeys on your body after y’all are done. Because he doesn’t go easy on you, he will be thrusting deep into you, while silencing you with his fingers deep in your mouth. Along with that, his mouth is nibbling on you neck and all your sensitive spots.

It’s an overstimulating mess.

He smirks satisfied when he sees you marked up, moaning his name and completely lost into his touch.

ೃ⁀➷ Ace

Oh, this man here has the biggest possessive strike out of all the men here.

I touched on the subject a little on my NSFW head canon, but he definitely love giving them. He whines when you do, because he’s apparently allergic to shirts and get slightly annoyed when each of his friends on the ship makes some jokes.

He loves that everyone knows you’re his. Because he gets to have one person for him, that actually feels love toward him and someone he can trust??! That’s the life prize!

Every time he fucks you, he makes sure that hickeys are created everywhere on your body.

He will shower you with attention and cocky comments as he sucks on to your skin.

It’s his specialty😮‍💨

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[chiquititaosita]

Sanji with an indigenous s/o (powwow edition)

post type: headcanon/ scenario

summary: sanjis first time at a powwow and the rez with indigenous s/o

bear note: native representation is here!!!! lmk if y’all like this!!!!

-“OF COURSE I WANT TO GO WITH YOU Y/N CHAN!!!”

- Okay but sanji watching you do the grass dance at a powwow is something he’ll never forget.

- Keep in mind Sanji has never been to a powwow. In fact none of the straw hats had been to a powwow.

- the minute the drum circle plays he’s in awe the way you move your feet. Twirl around. he can’t help but be in awe

- the beaded regalia you have compliments your skin tone. And braids in your hair.

-he’s taking a smoke out of his cigarette as he watches you squat you down and jump into your dance. you prance around. You look like an Angel light on your feet.

-“THATS MY GIRL!!!!”

-“Y/N! CHWANNN!!!!”””

-“she looks so gorgeous.” He doesn’t sexualize you nor culture appropriate your native regalia! WHICH IS MAD RESPECT PERIOD!’

- you have him join you and didn’t even have to drag him by force. He danced along with you having fun.

-when everyone met sanji they weren’t shocked they were very welcoming and loving

-“oh so this is the lucky fella eh?” Your dad will be all pointing with his lips telling him his stories.

-the aunties love him. They even give them FRY BREAD RECIPES! FRY BREAD RECIPES!

-“Why did you hide such a good looking man from us y/n?” you’ll roll your eyes.

-he’a going to cherish this moment, with you. your uncle will lecture sanji, and of course try to embarrass you!

-“uncle!! No!!!” You’ll blush as you cover your face.

-“Sanji!! I want you to marry auntie Y/n! So you can be our uncle and cook for us!” Your favorite little niece will cling onto his leg the rest of the night.

-“well what about your auntie?? I can’t let her starve.” He chuckled and pat the little girls head.

-sanji gets terrified of rez dogs! but everytime y’all are on the rez he gives them some food.

-“ what they were hungry?”

-“ the minute you feed a rez dog, they become your responsibility now.” You chuckled at him.

- he loves learning about native culture especially your tribe. he gets to know your ways of living. which made him fall in love with you in the first place

-as soon as y’all leave to set sail your mom, will give you tons of left overs, sage, beaded jewlery, and more regalia.

-“take care of our daughter okay boy? I expect my kid to come back in one piece.” your dad will Pat his back.

-“yes mr. (l/n) i will protect your daughter with all of my life. as long as your creator lets me.” He shakes your dads hand, then hugs your mom. finally taking your hand to intertwine with his.

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