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gatorbites-imagines · 4 months
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Sanji x m reader where he's kind of in a cranky foul mood, maybe something had happened that upset him, maybe he'd had a nightmare, etc so sanji was not taking the signals that said in bright red above reader's head "do not approach" seriously and decided to miss with reader with their usual vulgar banter but that only sent reader off the edge. With sanji ending up on reader's lap crying and sobbing while his ass is red as a tomato with reader's letting out oddly-sincere thank-yous to sanji with a lighter heart and a clearer head.
Sanji Vinsmoke x Male reader
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Normally Sanji was great at reading people, you especially. You two had a special relationship, having both grown up on the Baratie and training to be chefs under Zeff. It had led to an immediate rivalry between the two of you, lasting all the way up to this day, as you butted heads and snapped and snarled about recipes and cooking. It reached the point, where you would agree on a method, but find another way entirely so you would side with one another.
You guys didn’t actually hate each other, in reality you were both close and trusted the other with your life, but the relationship between chefs always ended with arguments and outright fights at times. You both had your pasts, Sanji being a Vinsmoke, and you being one of Big Moms many many children.
Your childhood always weighed heavy on you, causing anything from nightmares to full shutdowns, though you had started coping much better with them over the years with the help of the people on the Baratie, and Sanji’s friendship and later love.
It took the crew a long time you realize you two were together, as Sanji was still such a weakling to women, and not a day passes where you two didn’t scuffle about one thing or another. But the moment a woman actually tried to seduce Sanji and tempt him with them, he politely turned them down and said he already had a partner.
Members like Luffy and Usopp had immediately wanted to know who it was Sanji was talking about, much to your shared confusion. You both didn’t understand the surprise that went through your crew when they learn how you two have been dating since your early teens, as you guys thought you were being obvious.
It was because of your long past that Sanji was sure he would read you better than anyone else. Maybe it was just a lapse of judgement that made him not fully realize just the state you were in, as he grumbled and argued about your usual topics, not even noticing that you weren’t replying, your expression just growing darker and darker.
His rants and comments finally seemed to be just what you need to snap, lunging forwards and grabbing him by his tie, dragging Sanji after you towards your shared bedroom, much to the entertainment of your crew. Sanji found himself stumbling after you, his usual complaints sputtering out as his cheeks start growing warm, the familiar feeling of a nosebleed starting, appearing in his senses.
Instead of being thrown on the bed and having his world rocked like you guys usually do when either of you are worked up, Sanji ends up almost squeaking as you throw him over your thighs, tucking his slacks and briefs down his thighs.
The only moment you pause in your actions, is when you grab his chin to make Sanji look up at him, confirming that he’s fine with this and that you have his consent. Sanji quivers and gulps, a bead of red already gathering in his nostrils as he nods, wiggling his hips as he arches his back, almost presenting himself for you.
Your nostrils flare like an enraged bull, the heated look in your eyes leaving Sanji feeling like you are about to devour him. A loud smack rings throughout the room as you lay into him, barely giving Sanji time to keep up or expect the next spank, as your strong hands rain down on his behind.
As chefs, you both care deeply for your hands, which only means the act of you spanking him adds further fuel to the fire of arousal coursing through Sanji. This isn’t the first time and won’t be the last you guys have played this way, meaning Sanji can take a fair number of swats, until the tears finally start rolling.
Theres no rhyme or reason to the number of spanks you lay down on Sanji’s ass, even smacking your palm against his upper thighs, right where he would feel the burn when he sits next. The knowledge that there is no way to know when you feel he’s had enough, is what makes Sanji finally bury his face into the sheets, staining it with his tears, drool, and the blood dripping from his nose.
His erection grinds against your thigh every time your hand lands on his almost glowing cheeks, his pale skin turned bright red and burning as Sanji gasps and keens. Its almost impossible for Sanji to make head of tail of anything happening around him at this point, so focused on the sting of your hand and the heat burning across his ass and thighs.
After who knows how long, you finally feel pity and love for the wobbly shivering vision Sanji makes across your thighs, finally deciding to take mercy on him. Reaching down one last time, you grasp onto one of the red, hot to the touch, cheeks, giving it a tight squeeze, making Sanji’s hips jolt into your thigh again.
The intensity of your hand gripping onto him, and the feeling of his sensitive shaft dragging against the fabric of your pants, is what finally makes Sanji tumble over the edge, spilling against your leg as he gasps and drools into the sheets, eyes almost rolling back into his head as his entire body twitches.
Sanji is loose and pliant as you rub a comforting hand over his burning cheeks, tears still running down his cheeks as you move him up into your arms so you could cradle him. The thank yous and praise spilling from your lips only serves to make Sanji feel lighter and floatier than before, tucking his face into your neck as he basks in your love and touch.
Spanking Sanji, or similar, had always been one of your ways to let off steam you couldn’t in any other way, to get the pain of your past to lose its power, at least for a while. And it also helped that you had a partner who drooled at the very thought of you spanking him or edging him.
After giving Sanji some time, you lay him carefully down on the bed on his front, finding the ointments and different items you know you’ll need to treat the huge bruise covering his ass and thighs. As you rub the ointment into his skin, Sanji sighs and goes lax against the bed, shutting his eyes and letting you take care of him, like you always do.
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stinkysam · 5 months
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Vinsmoke Sanji - Me ?
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Warning : none
Genre : fluff
Synopsis : “that shapeshifter thing was SOO cute omg. could you do something like that with sanji??” - anon
Reader : gender neutral (you/yours)
A/N : once again, reader can only shapeshift because their devil fruit allows them to steal someone's abilities.
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You gently caressed his face, your thumb stroking his cheek. You didn't see how his heart jumped at your touch.
“Wanna see something cool I found ?” You asked and he nodded eagerly, heart thumping.
Then you touched your own face, changing into him in a blink.
He almost choked on his own spit when he saw himself.
What the fuuuck ?
“Huh ? W- w- what ? H- how ?” He blinked, feeling weird to see himself from this close without a mirror. You smiled, laughing. God it felt weird to hear your pretty laugh coming from his mouth.
“I stole it from someone.” You replied, winking proudly with a smirk.
“Why ?”
“Mh ? Because his power seemed cool.”
“No, why… turn into me ?”
“Because I like you.” You replied.
He blinked at you, not understanding how it could be this simple.
He doesn't doubt that you like him, though at times it's hard to believe for him but he doesn't understand how you could like to be him.
Sure, you didn't know everything about him to hate him. Because if you did know, you would hate him. But even with what you knew now, there was nothing special about him to like being him.
So he didn't understand.
He's a bit uncomfortable with you turning into him and he will tell you.
Yet this doesn't stop you from turning into him when you can.
“I like being able to hear your voice. Even though it's my own words.” You simply explain. “And when I look in a mirror, it's like you're here.”
He relaxes a bit at your words but he's still unsure about it.
Unlike Buggy, he doesn't particularly want people to think he's so confident he'd fuck himself. He's confident in his strength and cooking but not enough in himself to want to fuck his clone. Even if it's you.
He never thought about it unless you mention it and he quickly shuts it down.
“Why would I want to… fuck myself ?”
You shrug.
“To try ?”
He grimaces.
“Wouldn't it be like fucking my twin brother ?”
“Yeah but it's not really you, it's still me.” You say.
He looks at you, visibly uncomfortable. Nope. Clearly doesn't want to do that or to think about it.
“It's okay I won't force you, I was mainly joking. Don't worry, Sanji.” You say, turning back into yourself to rub his arm soothingly.
“Can I still turn into you when I miss you ?”
“Of course. As long as you don't prefer him than me.” He smiles gently, reassured you weren't serious about it.
“I would never, I prefer the original Sanji.” You grin, wrapping your arms around him, and kissing him. “I can't kiss myself.” You laughed, as if it were the only reason.
“Good. I don't want another man to kiss you. Even if he looks like me. Even if it's you.” He said kissing your forehead and you snort.
“I promise I'll only kiss you.”
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writer-and-lover · 1 year
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Day 21: Sanji Vinsmoke
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Those damn blue eyes.
It was so damn unfair. You wanted to leave him behind, rid yourself of this stupid, woman-crazed man. You didn't even understand why you were in this situation to begin with. You looked nothing like the woman he crawled after. You were a man after all. What he craved from you wasn't something he could pretend he could get from a woman. Maybe it's this fact that makes you feel special, maybe it's the fact that he begs you so sweetly as you pull him apart. Or maybe it's because of how pretty he looks as you make him cry and the way he reacts to every touch.
You bite down on the pale column of his throat, sucking on the skin. The bruise you leave behind is pale, but you know it'll rear its ugly head when the night is over. Maybe it'll remind him of you as he begs at another woman's feet. Your hand reaches up to press against the mark, before wrapping around his throat. His breath hitches and his pretty blue eyes roll to the back of his head. You can't help the moan you let out at the sight.
"You're such a pretty thing, I should mark you more often."
A shiver runs through him at the praise.
"I can't- I can't- I really really can't, please!"
"You can't, what?" You squeeze the sides of his neck. He's sobbing now, cock dribbling precum on his pale stomach.
"Can't take anymore..."
You laugh at that, leaning down to form a hickey right under his pec. So pretty, just an empty canvas for you.
Your teeth are mean against his skin, you can't help it he just tastes so good. He only gets sweeter after being denied so often, after you play with him inside and out. He's so damn hot inside...
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constawrites · 8 months
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Turn ons’ on OP men
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Male! Reader
Corazon, Shanks, Zoro, Sanji.
MINORS DON’T INTERACT
•The content below is explicit and it may blur the romantic concept of a minor’s mind. Please have discretion and do not read it if you’re under 18, i am not responsible of whatever problem you may present by reading this at a young age.•
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Corazon/Rosinante Donquixote
•Seeing you walk around with his feathers coat.
Nothing looks more sexier for him than you on his clothes, the black feathers making your pretty eyes shine but more important how adorable you look. May be associated to his size kink but walking around in a clothe so much bigger than you just gives him more desire to pull you to his room and fuck you with feathers an’ all.
“Fuck..! Keep it like that, tightening around me so well…”
“Cora-san..!” You whimpered under him, whining and sandwiching most of your moans, you weren’t exactly allowed to be in bed with him.
“I think this coat fits better on you..Make sure to use it more often.” He kissed your forehead with a smirk and kept pounding into you.
Akagami no Shanks
•Jewelry.
Nothing looks hotter for him than jewelry of any type: Long necklaces, golden or silver chains around your neck, chokers, earrings..There’s something of the cold shiny material that gets him going all night. It’s just time till he drags you to the nearest private place on the Red Force to fuck you right, your pretty necklace hanging from your not-covered chest as the cold metal of your rings wrap around his length.
“Keep sucking me like that—oh god..” He whimpered the quietest he could as your jeweled hand pumped the base of his cock and your lips sucked his tip and the half of his length.
“Good boy..Sucking me so good with those pretty lips..~” he smirked and gave you a chuckled as his hand came to play and spin the rings on your fingers that were still wrapped around his girth for a sure grip.
Zoro
•You training.
God if he could choose one thing of you that is hotter than summer on Texas he would say watching you train. The way your locks of hair stick to your forehead; how your lips are slightly parted as you do cardio, or your heavy breathing while running. It all looks so fucking hot to him. The thin later of sweat makes your muscles shine slightly to the sun and when you throw your bottle of water on yourself by the heat he can’t help but groan at the sight of your wet shirt getting more transparent and showing your pecs. He’ll definitely fuck you from behind, taking you by the hips as you tried to do your plank repetitions.
“Your ass is so tight, you’ve been getting me hard all day with your stupid training routine, you can’t blame me— Ah!— now..” He groaned as he fucked you from behind, your pretty moans leaving your lips as clapping skin filled the room.
Sanji
•Taking his cigarette and blowing the smoke on his face.
As usual you were on the kitchen, sitting on the cabin as Sanji ended up cooking for the crew. He lit a cigarette as usual and offered it to you after him giving a few puffs, you took and, wanting to tease him, blew the smoke right on his face as he spoke to you in front of your face. His face got all red and damn, you weren’t going out of that kitchen any time soon.
“Sanji! Oh fuck, like that!” You moaned as the blonde man sinked between your legs, sucking hardly on your sex as you gripped his hair for dear life.
“Give me your sweet taste..” He mumbled, diving in his job again, people in this ship wouldn’t eat anytime soon.
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A/N: Hope you liked it!
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portgasdwrld · 8 months
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could you pls do a oneshot on how sanji would react to his male!s/o (if you do male) looking at himself in the mirror before asking him if he’d love him more if he were a woman cause he has seen how different he was treated compared to nami and robin:) angst to comfort pls💕
📂 Would you love me more if I was a women?
Male reader X Sanji
Warning: angst to comfort
Note: Hi love! Yes I’m open to write for male reader as stated in my rules !! So all good! I have never tried it before so I hope you still like it 💕✨Its also a concept I honestly have been thinking of somehow?? So let’s dive in 👩🏻‍💻
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You were getting dressed as Sanji was still sleeping peacefully. His light snoring mixed with the melody of the early birds in the morning was everything domestic you loved. Sanji didn’t have much sleep last night as he had a lot of cleaning to do late at night after a big feast on the boat. You stared at your lover comfortable in the sheets, his fluffy blonde hair scattered on his face as his lips were slightly parted.
You loved him so much but there was time you doubted his love. You eyes trailed on your figure as your eyes lingered on your reflection. You stared at yourself in the mirror as thoughts flooded your mind. You of course noticed how different his behaviour differs when he’s with a women and that always left you feeling uneasy. When Sanji realized his feelings for you, he never treated you so far different as the two women on the ship, but you could still notice some differences. Somewhere inside you, you wondered if he would’ve loved you more as a women and every time your mind went there, you could feel your heart shatter a little.
Your eyes fixed on your reflection and your nude torso, your eyes slowly started to fill with tears as the feeling was too unbearable anymore. You tried not to wake your boyfriend up, so you tried to be silent, but some sniffs gave it away. Sanji stirred awake from his sleep and in his morning voice he mumbled your name.
You didn’t reply as you know your shaky voice would give it away so you proceed by putting your shirt on and hiding your face away from him.
-Are you crying, baby?
He asked alarmed as he pushed himself sat on the bed. He stared at you through the mirror with his messy hair.
-No…it’s fine..
You say under your breath as you wipe your tears with your hands.
-No, its not. You’re crying my love..
He says softly in an almost broken voice. He hated seeing you like this and not knowing why made him feel upset. He immediately gets up and find his way to you as he wraps his arms around your shoulders, chest pressed against your back. The moment he embraced you, you broke down in tears.
-It’s so stupid Sanji…
You sob even harder feeling your chest suddenly so heavy.
-Nothing is stupid if it makes you cry, what’s wrong? Tell me, sweetheart..
You do your best to calm down with few big breaths, gathering up the courage to ask him this question that have been taunting you since the beginning of your relationship.
-Would …Would you love me more if I was a woman…
Sanji looks at you in disbelief a second. He furrows his eyebrows and doesn’t waste any time showering you with kisses on your back and neck. Letting his fingers trail your back to comfort you.
-Look at me, why would you ever think that?
He asks in a serious tone, concerned shown all over his face. You look down at your nervous fingers and let a deep sigh out.
-You clearly treat Nami and Robin differently than the rest of the crew, because we are males..
-No, I treat you and the girls differently. I don’t care about the rest. You are the one I love and care about more than anything, no matter what’s your gender.
He sits next to you and softly makes you look at him. He takes your hands and soothes them by brushing his thumbs over each.
-I grew up with a man in my life that shaped how I treat women and I can’t do nothing about it even if I want to, because it’s been that way ever since I was a kid…My body naturally act this way.
He takes a big breath as he watches your expression carefully, trying his best not to fumble with his words and hurt you more.
-But my heart beats so fast only when I’m with you, I seek only for your heart and your eyes. I hope I haven’t treated you any different from them, but if you ever feel that way from now on, tell me on the spot and I will fix it, alright? It pains me so much to see you like this, you know I love you?
He explains slowly weighting his words. He couldn’t change his past actions or how they could’ve possibly hurt you, but he wants to be a better man for you now and in the future. He wants to give all he has for you, because you just mean that much to his eyes. You slightly avoid his eyes for a moment, but a small smile creep up on your lips as you stare at his soft warm smile.
-I love you too..I’m sorry I don’t kno-
-You don’t need to be sorry, darling. I’m the one who apologizes.
Sanji quickly cuts you off with a huge grin as he wraps his arms around your body. He closes his eyes as he thinks of the situation and he couldn’t imagine a life without you. He will do anything to change this. He opens his eyes once again and slightly pull away to leave a kiss on your nose and forehead. He smiles.
-Breakfast?
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usopps-devotee · 8 months
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Sanji bent over
Thinking about intentionally dropping something in front of Sanji, watching him bend only only to grab his ass and press your hips into his. He's far too flustered to move, back straight eyes still on the ground, he's almost forgot about the thing that you dropped his it not been still in his line of sight. The feeling of your hands roaming has him hard already, tracing over his spine then down to his thighs. Trembling slightly under your gaze wondering with obedient curiosity about what could come next.
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writingoddess1125 · 6 months
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I am obsessed with how you write for one piece characters (especially angst-fluff XD) I was wondering if I could request a Sanji x male!reader where they both barely got together yet sanji still fawns over nami and robin which causes reader to start feeling insecure, then later in private reader asks sanji if he’d love him more if he was a girl instead. Angst to fluff/comfort pls:))
Btw idk if you have any rules so sorry if this goes against them! Feel free to ignore/delete this!<3
Please and thank you :)
So love this idea! I'm splitting it into two however! So don't worry this will have a happy ending I promise!
Curiosity pt. 1
Sadness
Sanji x MaleReader
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P.s the sanji quote I used was actually in the Japanese sub so don't @ me
You sat there as silent as stone eating your meal as the chaos and laughter of the ship sounded around you. Nami angrily yelling, Zoro drinking, Luffy yelling for more food while eating, Usopp spinning another story and your boyfriend fawning over Nami's tits openly- In most cases you would have been embarrassed but at this point... the disappointment was expected.
You'd only been together for a few months, starting out as flirting with each other- Him approaching you since he had felt conflicted in his attractions and you guided him through the maze of identity and attractions. Finding him in your arms and in your heart-
Sanji later admitting you were the first guy he has ever liked and the first person he dated. You thought it was sweet- a romance unfolding that you two would one day tell the world... but that didn't seem like the case anymore.
"Nami~ Can I see your panties! Wait let me get a camera!" Sanji laughed loidly as you could see the love in his eyes as Nami looked red in the face and angry.
"You're vile" Zoro hissed at the laughing Sanji, his nose bleeding as Nami gave him another hard punch to his head knocking him to the floor.
Zoro had been getting more aggressive against Sanji- mainly due to the fact he find his acts disrespectful towards you.
Lowering your gaze at this you took another sip of the mixed rum drink your boyfriend had served. However the sweet cocktail tasting bitter on your tongue now- not bothering to announce you were dismissing yourself from the joyous dinner.
Zoro gave you a sympathetic nod, watching you silently stand as you gave him a tight lipped small smile in return and left.
Stepping out you take a heavy sigh- Trying to keep the tears from falling and Biting your lip to swallow the pain once more.
That ache in your heart had faded letting a numbness settle instead. Taking a seat on the main deck you stare up at the sky, watching the stars above you as the fading sounds of laughter echoed behind you.
Sitting out looking over the open ocean you thought- Thinking about the pain and embarrassment that Sanji had brought you. He had been the one to approach you, asking you out on a night like this. Thinking of how he held you close and whispered that you were his one and only. Yet you felt like those moments were now just empty words- Maybe they had always been that way even after such a short amount of time....
"(Y/N)! What are you doing out here?" You heard a all too familiar voice call out, seeing a cherry checked Sanji smile brightly at you. His smile did freeze slightly at seeing the rather stoic look on your faze, his brow raising.
"Is something wrong?" He questioned, stepping closer in worry.
"No" You say calmly, looking back out on the water. Knowing you would kill the mood of you brought up how you felt- however it seemed you couldn't have your way... He sat next to you nudging his shoulder against yours.
"Come on- I know my boyfriend well enough to see you're sad" He said sincerely. You didn't meet his gaze however, sighing in defeat instead.
"Would you have preferred it if I was a girl?"
Sanji's eyes widened at this, confusion and shock going over his features.
"What kind of question is that?- Of course I"
"You still fawn over Nami and the others.. stare at their chest and droll over their figure.." You say softly, touching the thin fabric that covered your lack of breast.
The blondes face falling as he realized what he had been doing to you-
"(Y/N) dont be ma-" He started but cut him off again.
"I'm not mad at you... I'm not going to scream at you or yell if that's what you're expecting.. I'm just telling you my reasonings" You explain and you could practically feel the dread rolling off him.
"Reasonings?"
You nod softly at this, not having the heart to elaborate further on that. You see the flash of panic.
"I don't want to ruin the night Sanji so I didn't want to have this conversation now"
"We are having it now- I don't want you to go.. I care for you" You heard the careful side stepping of his words, avoiding love or like with 'care' it made your chest ache all over again.
"Like how you care about my feelings?... It's okay to say you were just.. experimenting-" You say and he grabs your shoulders suddently so you were facing him, a flash of anger in his eyes as he stared at you, the sharp rum from his breath burning your nose.
"You aren't a experiment to me okay? It's not like that? I just- It's hard to explain okay?" He tried to reason as he released your shoulders and reached forward grabbing your hand to try to reassure you. But you pulled away calmly.
"Do you still like Nami?.." You finally ask and watch his face twisted up as he tried to answer.. but couldnt-
You close your eyes, almost greatful he didn't answer. Not knowing if his excuse would hurt you more then his actions, standing up from your seat you smooth out the invisible Imperfections in your trousers.
"It's okay Sanji... I can understand if I was a curiosity for you. Thank you for the meal, I'm going to bed. Goodnight" You say calmly and head below to get some sleep- you still heard the laughter from the kitchens as you faded into the belly of the ship to hopefully hide your tears.
Sanji sat there, dazed over what just happened. Pulling out a cigarette from his pockets however he just silently started at the stick of tobacco, a heavy weight settling on his shoulders as guilt tore through his chest. Closing his eyes tightly like he was force away the shame he felt.
"Shit.."
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nanamis-princess · 2 months
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Sanji enjoys your company.
Sanji x reader (can be seen as romantic or platonic)
Genre:fluff
Synopsis: spending time together:)
T/w: I don’t think there are any, probably missed spelled words lol
He enjoys that you can be in your own corner of the kitchen doing your own thing & he can be in his corner doing his own thing. The brief conversations you both share as he’s preparing lunch is the highlight of his day.
Once you get him talking about the all blue though I hope you’re ready for him to talk your ear off. Even if you aren’t much of a talker once you eventually warm up to him, he’ll want to hear you talk for hours. From your hobbies, to your favorite books, music or media. Yes he wants to hear your book review and if you didn’t like the main character or not. Yes he wants to hear your thoughts on the fashion magazine you just got. Yes he wants to hear you talk about your favorite artist & the type of art they create. Yes he wants to hear the drama you overheard on the last island while you were shopping.
He also makes you mini snacks, he has extra ingredients that make a small plate so he gives it to you. Yes, he prepares snacks for robin & nami but you also get your own type of special treatment. You are also his taste tester!He wants to hear your opinion, does it need more seasoning? Would it taste better if there is a hint of lemon? You also get a say during meal planning, if you’re feeling like having your comfort meal for lunch, he’s making it.
He wants to hear anything you have to say whether it’s over a cup of tea or if he’s completing a task. He enjoys spending time with you.
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normansnt · 10 months
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The tailor (sanji x male tailor! Reader)
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Warnings: the reader cuts himself with scissors. I don't know if thats a warning but yeah.
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The strawhats docked at another island for the logpose to reset. As usual everyone went their way. And Sanji obviously went with Robin and Nami clothe shopping to carry their bags.
They were walking around town when they spotted a shop standing alone. It wasn't too big nor small. The first thing that someone felt when they saw it was calmness. It was a cozy little store. First Nami wanted to ignore it due to its simple looks. But Robin felt like the little shop had great things to offer.
"I find it rather adorable, I wouldn't mind going in" said Robin in a calm voice.
"Well all right we have time after all" gave in Nami looking at the log pose. Sanji didn't say anything but he had a little cheer in his mind that the girls decided to go in.
It was a small shop with unique and beautiful clothes put on display. The closer they got the clearer they could see how amazing the clothes put on display in the shop window were.
When they stepped into the shop the little bell over the door gave a light "ting" sound letting whoever was in there know that they had entered. The smell of lavender greeted them. The shop was only slightly bigger on the inside then it looked from outside, but it was not too small as though not having enough space.
Two clothing racks stood in the middle and if you walked to the other side of the store three mirrors greeted you with a small stage in front and a table besides them. The walls, which had clothes hanging on racks neatly organized, had a comforting light blue color. There was also a staircase leading to a door, a closed door so they had no idea what was behind it.
"Aughh damn it" came from behind the closed door.
"I will be down in a minute" yelled a mans voice.
Nami and Robin started looking around while waiting for whoever it was behind that door to come down, Sanji kept analyzing the place. All though he had to lie if he said that the clothed there didn't catch even his attention.
They seem to have been made with utmost care due to every stitch being very clean and the pieces of fabric complimented each other well very well.
The door opened suddenly and a man not much younger then Sanji stepped out. He had a big smile on his face and glasses on his nose which were held together by duct tape.
The man had h/c h/l hair and e/c eyes. These looked lovely with his s/c skin. He was a handsome man by the looks of it and based on his outfit he knew his way around clothing as well. He was wearing a white button up shirt with brown suit pants which had red squares detailed on it, around his neck was a tape measure and on his middle finger a thimble showing that he in fact made these clothes with his own hands. To top it off on his feet were black loafers, he looked very sheik.
"Oh hello" greeted Robin politely "are you alright we heard cursing before?" Asked the raven haired women kindly.
"Oh, I apologize for that, I was just cutting some fabric and the bell startled me so I cut into my finger a bit" smiled the man sheepishly while holding up his index finger which was bandaged all the way.
"Must have been a deep cut" muttered Sanji.
"Anyway I apologize again, what can I help you with ladies and gentleman?" Said the man while flashing a big smile. 'Adorable' thought Sanji, his smile had a child like innocence to it and the glint in his e/c eyes made it all the more sweeter- what? Since when did Sanji think like this about a man? He admits when a man is handsome, of course, but he never went into detail describing his attraction towards one- attraction? What is going on today?
"And for you sir?" Asked the man who he still didn't know the name of because he wasn't paying attention to the conversation he was having with the girls, who, disappeared,now realized Sanji. The man must have noticed his confusion so he said hastily
"The ladies went to try one some pieces" said the clothing shop owner while pointing at a door beside the three mirrors on the opposite side to the little table.
"And my previous question was if you are looking for any clothing?" Said the man smiling kindly. Sanji didn't want to be rude he wanted to get the handsome mans name at least.
"Please excuse me but I seem to have zoned out previously, do you mind telling me your name?" Asked Sanji red in the face.
"Oh no problem, of course, my name is Y/N L/N it is a pleasure to meet you" smiled Y/N while putting his hand out for Sanji to shake. He did just that while introducing himself as well.
"So are you looking for any clothing? I can tell by what you are wearing that you know a thing or too about fashion" he flashed his handsome smile again.
It was true Sanji did put a bit more care into what he was wearing than oder man but compared to Y/N he probably couldn't tell the difference between velvet and chiffon.
"Oh no, thank you, Im just here to carry the ladies shopping bags and assist them any way they need" smiled back Sanji. All though he liked the clothes in this shop, he didn't want to waste money, not to mention it was hard to find something that fit him because of his build, he was skinny but very muscular at the same time.
"Are you sure? I can tailor something for you as well" said the man hopefully.
Sanji saw the glint in his eyes, it looked similar to when he was about to cook a new meal or try a new recipe. Passion, passion for ones work. Sanji liked that about Y/N he seemed very eager to work, just like him. Also the thought of having his own tailored suit sounded lovely for Sanji. Finally something that fits perfectly.
"I actually think that's a really good idea Sanji you have been wearing the same suit for forever" Said Nami suddenly standing beside Sanji. She walked out of the fitting room with the clothes she wants to buy in her hand just a minute ago. Sanji didn't notice her walking out. But how could that happen? Sanji not noticing Nami? Its true he was focusing on Y/N but not this hard! Right?
"Yes, getting a new suit might actually be useful but I don't want to waste money that could be spent on food Nami-san" said Sanji.
"Its not a waste of money its clothes, we have enough money for food, its just one suit it cant even be that much money" said Nami looking at Y/N hopefully.
"Oh no its 50 berry" Said Y/N hoping they are ok with that price. Nami's eyes turned into berry icons showing how happy she is that she will be saving this much money.
Y/Ns clothes had amazing quality and were cheap as well. This showed how kind the male was he never thought much of money. He just sold his clothes to make people happy and of course he needed to eat something.
"Very well," gave in Sanji "I would love to have you tailor me suit" finished Sanji smiling at Y/N.
"All right we will leave you to it then" said Robin also coming out of the fitting rooms. And with that the girls paid for the clothes they wanted and left. Weirdly enough, Sanji didn't mind this, of course it would be amazing to spend more time with the lovely ladies of the strawhat crew but staying alone with Y/N was an idea he didn't oppose of.
While Y/N was taking his measurements Sanji could feel his hands touching his body slightly. Y/Ns feather light touch left goosebumps on Sanjis skin for some reason even though it was only through fabric.
Naw, Sanji was no fool. He has noticed in the past that Ladies are not the only ones who capture his attention, he wanted to sleep with man as well in fact.
However what Y/N was doing to him was completely new. The man made Sanji flustered and now he understood those butterflies in the stomach everyone was talking about. They had just met but Sanji was smitten. Even more so when they started talking, while Y/N was making his suit.
"Yeah, I love cooking Im not really good at it though" said Y/N a little red in the face. "The last time I tried to make breakfast I left the omelette on the stove because I got distracted and well lats just say I had to get a new kitchen." Smiled the e/c eyed male sheepishly. Sanji loved when he smiled like that it was rather adorable.
"I can teach you if you like" said Sanji perhaps a little fast. Y/N stopped his movements and looked at Sanji with a slightly red face and a small smile
"You would do that? Thats so kind but you guys will only be on this island for so long Im afraid we don't have time, I mean pirates have to move right?"
The interesting thing about this sentence is that Sanji never mentioned that they were pirates. That means Y/N must have known the entire time. And yet... and yet he was this nice to them showing nothing but kindness. Thats it, he had to have you, at least on the crew.
"Well... we don't have a tailor on our ship yet..." started Sanji hopefully. At this point he didn't care if you couldn't fight he would protect you, he didn't care he has to clear things with Luffy he will threaten to not give him food for a week.
"Oh, Im sorry, I would not be a good pirate, I hate fighting..."
"You don't have to I'll protect you" Y/N smirked a little bit. "I didn't say I couldn't protect myself I just said I hate fighting, lets just say me and fighting have a...problematic past." Y/N was searching for the right words. "You see if I were to be a pirate they would find me and well I do not fancy that" smiled Y/N embarrassed hoping Sanji wouldn't question him further.
"They? Who is they is someone after you?" Sanji was shocked. You, an innocent angel, had a past with fighting? Not to mention someone was after you?
Y/N was contemplating what to do. On one hand he trusted Sanji even though they had just met he took a liking to the blond. But he is risking a great deal if he finds out about his past.
Oh what the hell he has been in hiding till now even if Sanji decides to hold this against him he can just flee.
"Sanji have you heard about Ciper pol?" What? Yes he had he fought them not long ago...where is this going?
"More specifically Cp9?" Oh no, what is Y/N about to say?
"I was part of them" there it is, exactly what Sanji feared. "Im not anymore, I fled, they raised me to be a monster who knows nothing outside of fighting, but thats not me, I hate fighting, I decided to flee not long after an old lady showed me how to sow" a sad smile spread on Y/Ns face. "She thought me in thanks for not killing her family, I was supposed to kill them. Thats why after I stayed with them for a long time and she thought me how to make clothes I ran away and lived in hiding since then"
There it was, out in the open. Now Sanji can run away, make a disgusted face, curse him. These are the reactions he got before this.
But instead Sanji took out a cigarette and lit it up. He took a drag and then said
"My crew just fought Cp9 not long ago" Y/Ns eyes widened 'and they are still alive??' "In fact we declared a war against the government, then won the fight against them." Sanji looked at Y/N who's expression showed absolute shock.
"Listen it doesn't matter how your story begins you had no say in that, your decision afterwards matter. And you fled, you ran away from that horrible life and that was your decision and that shows the person you really are--" before Sanji could finish his sentence Y/N was clinging to him, hugging him with almost unbearable strength, almost. "Thank you..." whispered the slightly shorter male.
He meant thank you for them defeating his past comrades, Sanji knew that. He hugged back. It was a very comfortable hug, Y/N smelled like clean clothes and lavender, just like his shop.
After hugging for a good two minutes Y/N pulled away.
"I'm sorry its just... they deserved it" chuckled Y/N slightly "they needed an ass whopping to get them in the right mind just a little" continued Y/N while taking the cigarette from Sanjis hands and taking a drag. "Fuck I needed that".
Sanji got tomato read. The way Y/N inhaled the deadly chemical and then tilted his had back to blow it out. His adams apple visible and his neck exposed.
"Anyway where is this pirate crew who declared a war on the government? The handsome cook said they needed a tailor I would like to check it out" smiled Y/N kindly again. Sanji got even redder. This is going to be interesting
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WHAAAAA- two posts on one day😗
I told you my next fic is gonna be a Sanji fic😍
I tried to not like this man due to his pervert behavior but I just have to end up falling for him🙃
ANYWAYS I love how this fic turned out I tried to make it longer now, and I successfully did so, Im happy🥳
I hope you guys like it Im sorry for any grammatical mistakes I made if I did please correct me🙏
Well, I hope you enjoyed your reading ladies gentlemen and others, good afternoon good evening and good night🧡🦖
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cebwrites · 1 year
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Ello again! How would (sanji, zoro, law) react to meeting their male s/o arrogant ex? 🙏
a/n: of course, so sorry for the mix up 😭😭
reacting to their boyfriend's arrogant ex (Sanji, Zoro, Law)
masc reader, he/they law word count: 0.9k
Sanji
Sanji for all his life would never hope to even breathe so much as a bad word about women, not once had the thought ever cross his mind and he hoped it never would
Standing here and now, however, hearing this lady act so callously and insulting towards the love of his life, his light - a heat burns in his chest so unlike the passionate, loving flames he has for you
No, this one sears and pains him, it makes his stomach churn to hear your insecurities cattily being thrown in your face through the farce of 'sweet' backhanded compliments while you stood your ground, trying to keep things civil although it was clear that you wanted to put this interaction behind you as quickly as possible
It's the ever so tender "Sanji-kun?" and a little squeeze on his hand that breaks him out of his stupor, bringing Sanji to the realization that he'd been levelling a glare at this woman almost the entire time
If only looks could kill
He's quick to find the window of escape in the conversation and lead you away to some shade nearby and the tension in his shoulders finally eases when he sees you begin to relax
Sanji kisses your hands, your cheeks, apologizing for letting a situation like that drag on for as long as it did but all you do is run your thumb across his cheek and dazzle him with that gentle smile of yours, reassuring him that what mattered now was that they were both away from her and you have him here to protect you
You both lean in for a kiss, relieved and thriving in one another's company
Zoro
Out of the three, Zoro would absolutely be the first to get in this guy's face about it, putting some space between you and your ex by standing in front of you and putting on his meanest "Demon of the East Blue, Pirate King's Right Hand" mug
As a fighter and nakama, he's well aware that you can handle some shrimp on your own, but as a partner, he sensed your distress and immediately came to your aid with the intention to protect his man by any means necessary
You worry that it might get grizzly quick with how your ex taunts him and points out the flaws (both real and not) you had when he still had you - meanspirited, cruel, jabs at your character fully meant to rile him up for that satisfactory reaction of Zoro lunging at him like a wild beast for some twisted game in his head
Surprisingly, Zoro doesn't rise to the bait despite being quick to get between you and him, he does, however, lean into that man's face to tell him that he's a maggot not worth his blade if they were willing to stoop to such a place just to insult someone whose love slipped from their hands from callous neglect
Then he'd take your hand and walk away before any of it could escalate, finding a shaded bench some place to cool down and lean his head against your shoulder, mossy green hair tickling your face when you press kisses to it and thank him for defending your honor - only a slight twinge of teasing in your tone
But Zoro's too content to care, getting head scratches and kisses in the warm afternoon sun, knowing that you're alright after wordless but meaningful looks into each other's eyes, he feels a nap itching up his shoulders and my, your lap seems like a mighty fine pillow right about now
Law
Law, first and foremost, could not give less of a fuck about what some haughty loser has to say - the asshole could run his mouth until the cows came home and Law would just simply leave before he can get a second breath in because they don’t have to put up with any of this nonsense
In any normal circumstance, like if an upstart pirate was picking a fight, Law would just separate their torso from their legs and leave, maybe stick them to something stationary like a street light if they were feeling especially petty - so it really isn’t all that different here
The moment it affects you and Law sees that you’re visibly or implicitly upset, however, he’s quick to react
Had you no qualms with direct violence being used on your ex, Law wouldn't hesitant to swap his head with his ass and the both of you could laugh while watching him stumble around with a chair for a head; or maybe he'd just mes their heart out for his darling and relish in that punk's pained squirming whenever you gave it a cute little squeeze
If for what ever reason you were averse to it, though, Law would simply verbally flambe them and read filth to, well, filth, one arm around your waist and their free hand showing an accusatory index finger for the offending person to get out of your sight
With the threat neutralized and long gone, Law expects a little more affection than usual since they're in a good mood, your heart swoons, jumping at the opportunity to kiss your partner in public and show off just how much they mean to you - a secret part of you thrives on being able to proudly show others that Law was wholly yours, especially after running into a fool, in your captain's words, who'd previously taken your devotion for granted
But more importantly, Law wants their man to treat them to a bear cone from the ice cream parlor around the corner and you're more than happy to oblige
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discodreaming · 6 months
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you're so gorgeous.
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you're so gorgeous, it makes me mad
It makes you so furious, the way Sanji made you feel every day whenever he looked into your eyes. His ocean-blue eyes could instantly make you weak in the knees, or his smile practically caused a flutter of butterflies in your stomach. You hated it – it made you so mad. 
Blackleg Sanji was so gorgeous; it made you so mad. But, you could never hate him for it – it wasn’t his fault that he was gorgeous.
It angered you so much that you couldn’t say anything to him, talk, or even be in his presence without feeling you were going to sink and drown in your feelings. 
He made you so stupidly happy and was sometimes easy to be around ( when you weren’t choking on your tongue when he simply said your name or when he smiled towards you ) it made you so mad; you wanted to kiss him so badly. You didn’t know how to tell him about these feelings, about how you wanted to be with him so badly but you couldn’t. 
You were so in love with Sanji and you were pissed you couldn’t tell him.
You are so gorgeous, I can't say anything to your face.
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a/n: sanji pretty
song: you're so gorgeous - taylor swift.
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gatorbites-imagines · 4 months
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uhhh maybe sanji uh tied up and uh desperate becos uhm he wants to touch you so bad but he's forced to just sit there and watch UHHH or not yknow that's cool you're cool I'm cool with it yeah
Sanji Vinsmoke x male reader
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I swear I go insane whenever someone adds Sanji getting a nosebleed in fics. Barking and snarling.
Sanji was seated on his knee upon the unforgiving wooden floor of your shared bedroom on the sunny, something given to the two of you when you started dating. The décor was a mixture of your interests, something that normally brought Sanji so much joy to look at. From his cooking books and notes and his neatly folded suits and other clothes. To your weapons hanging on the walls or leaning in a corner, as your different gis and compression clothes strewn about with less care.
You were a martial artist and weapon expert, someone Luffy had looked at and immediately wanted you on his crew. It might also have been because you were the only person on the island that offered your captain food, as everyone else there seemed to despise outsiders. There didn’t go a day Sanji didn’t thank the gods for Luffy being so insistent for you to join, as it meant Sanji got to meet you and fawn over your muscular body every single day.
Sanji’s mouth tasted like blood as he audibly gulped, his throat giving a click as he tasted the blood that ran from his nose and down across his lips. His nose had been bleeding since the moment you tied his arms up with one of your weapons, the sturdy chain of your well cared for kusarigama woven tightly around Sanji’s wrists and up his arms.
His eyes might as well be heart shaped as he panted, small not fully formed begs leaving his lips as his eyes ran hungrily across your body as you splayed across the bed, your upper body propped up by pillows. The way you laid was very intentional, meant to show off your hard muscles and heavily scarred body as much as possible.
You could see the full body shiver that runs through Sanji as you rub your hands across your chest and stomach, loosely gripping your half hard length and giving it a slight squeeze. Not enough to do much for you, feeling wise, but just enough to make Sanji keen in want, his strong legs twitching with the need to jump up and fling himself at you.
Something about being together with Sanji always made you feel so attractive and wanted, no matter what you wore or what you did, he always seemed to appreciate what he was seeing. Even post battles, when you would be covered in grime and blood, your Gi torn in multiple places and that feral battle seeking glint in your eyes, Sanji would still look at you like you hung the stars. You quickly found out he quite like your post battle adrenaline too, as it always left him limping in the best way.
“please, please, please… my love, please let me touch you” he whines, his voice at a higher pitch as he leans forwards, leaning almost far enough to have him tumbling forwards, his nosebleed dripping off his chin and leaving a puddle on the floor. Sanji almost looked starved, like you were a full course meal, and he had gone without food for weeks.
A soft, almost taunting chuckle leaves your lips, your hands and fingers teasing at your thick muscular pecs, flicking at your nipples in a way you know Sanji so loves to do. Instead of getting up, you just sigh and melt deeper into the pillows, head tilting to the side as if Sanji was just another piece of furniture, and as if his begs didn’t have arousal rushing through you like the bloodlust you always gained in battle.
The chains wrapped around Sanji’s arms creaked as he pulled against them, your lover panting open mouthed, his eyes hooded and pupils so blown it almost swallowed all the blue of his irises. He looked like a mess, his white button up half undone, his equally white undershirt stained with blood at the collar from his nosebleed running down his neck and meeting the fabric.
His black pants did little to hide the raging bulge between his thighs, the tight fabric only seeming to torture Sanji further as his hips twitched and jolted, seeking any type of friction.
With another chuckle, you finally pushed yourself up, scooting towards the edge of the bed. Sanji was kneeling just far enough away to not be able to touch you, even as he whined and tried to lean forwards to do so. “You want it?” you ask, as if the question isn’t clear, as you wrap one of your scarred callused hands around the base of your cock, giving it a slow stroke as if tempting and taunting your lover.
His begs barely make sense, jumbled up vowels as Sanji’s eyes grow misty, as if his inability to touch you is about to bring him to tears. Biting into your bottom lip, you aim your shaft towards him, giving it another long stroke. Sanjis hungry eyes are locked on the gesture, his pink tongue licking at his lip subconsciously, as if tasting you and savoring it.
Seeming to have decided that his verbal begs wont work, Sanji peeks up from under his blonde bangs. His mouth opens, and his tongue flattens as he sticks it out as far as possible as he leans forwards, stretching his neck to try and catch your tip across his tastebuds.
Seeing Sanji so desperate to touch you has a jolt of want to shoot up your spine, leaving your head feeling heady and filled with cotton. “Such a desperate pervert…” you mumble, your voice teasing and breathless, the debauched expression on his face only making your toes curl, as you could have never imagined someone would look at you this way.
A shaky exhale leaves you as he simply nods, agreeing to your statement. Normally you two poke jokes at each other like that, and hed have shot something back at you for calling him a pervert, but here and now, all Sanji seems to care about is the possibility of getting your cock in his mouth, and to taste you upon his palate.
With a feeling of heat curling in your gut, you huff out a breath through your nostrils, the same move you always do before battle, readying yourself for an experience. And being with Sanji really was an experience. Especially as he noisily moaned as you start stroking yourself faster, his eyes locked desperately on the slick movements of your scarred hand upon your shaft, a mixture of drool and blood dripping from his tongue onto the floor, as well as running down his chin.
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stinkysam · 5 months
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Vinsmoke Sanji - Princes.
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Warning : spoilers for opla fans only
Genre : fluff
Synopsis : “sanji having a crush on a pretty male reader who is like a runaway prince and is now a tailor?” - anon
Reader : male (you/yours)
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Today had been a long day at the Baratie, lots of people came and even fought a bit. But closing time finally came and Sanji went to look for you, a tailor who came here to eat and take measurements for the restaurant's new clothes. You stayed here for a few days, every time eating at the restaurant and even chatting a bit with Sanji, who was forbidden from cooking that week and served your table.
You two quickly hit it off and spent your evenings at the bar to talk and sometimes a bit more.
He found you at your usual spot and sat next to you, ordering a few drink as well as the one you seemed to like the most since you’ve arrived here.
As the night went on, the people at the bar began to leave as well, and now it was just the two of you and the barman, cleaning around.
Sanji was sitting next to you, your head resting on his shoulder as he held your hand, playing with your fingers, making your nails run across his palm. He was thinking of you. And his feelings.
He felt two things. One being deep affection for you and despite a short moment of shock he now had accepted his crush toward you. But he was now unsure of your feelings for him. Having trouble reading you at times. You could be really affectionate and close, like now, but grow distant and cold really quickly. Where you afraid he would discover something ?
The second feeling he had is that he knew you somehow. But he couldn’t remember where he had already seen your face. Which annoyed him because he never forget a pretty face.
“I have something to tell you.” You say suddenly, eyes looking at him.
He hummed gently, letting you know he was listening despite still being focused on your hands and his thoughts.
“I wasn't… always a tailor.” You begin. “I mean, you know I wasn't, I wasn't born one, obviously.” You start to ramble and stop yourself. “But uh, I wasn't meant to be one.”
“Really ? What were you meant to be then ?” He says, thinking about random careers you could be working in.
You stay silent for a moment, thinking. Was this a good idea ? You exhale, gathering some courage.
“I… was meant to be a prince.” You say, looking at the floor. Waiting.
Sanji stares at you, shocked. That's far from anything he has expected and yet, it rings many bells. One of them being that yeah ! He knew you ! He’s seen missing posters of you. They even hung one in the restaurant !
“You're…” He says, still unsure of what to say or how to react. He wanted to say being a prince suited you, but preferred against it, thinking it wasn't maybe the right compliment at the moment. “I'd ask why you ran away but it's obviously because you weren't happy, right ?” He says, squeezing your hand lightly, bringing them to his lips to kiss your knuckles.
You nodded, huddling closer to him.
“Can you not tell people ?”
“Of course.” He moved his head to the side, kissing your forehead. “To be honest…” He hesitated. “I have a similar… story.”
“You ran away from your family ?”
“Yeah. I escaped after losing my mother.”
“I’m sorry.”
You squeezed his hand in return, interlocking your fingers together and he smiled.
“It’s fine. It was a long time ago.” He says quietly.
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cherrryxx · 6 months
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“Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine,”
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(Song: ‘Cherry Wine’ by Hozier)
SANJI X MALE/GN READER
Summary: Sanji takes care of reader after they get sick from the cold weather.
Warnings: Fluff, domestic fluff, established relationships, Sanji is an absolute prince, male reader, minor sickness, can also be read as GN reader, some pet names (honey, love, etc)
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You coughed as you sat up in the creaking bed, groaning as you felt the light pierce your eyes like knives.
Sanji yawns as he wakes beside you, his arm finding it’s way around your waist.
“Good morning, darling.”
Sanji yawns again, stretching his legs out a bit. He opened his eyes, noticing your ill state.
“Love, you look sick. What’s wrong?”
He questions you, sitting up and inspecting your face. Placing his hand on your forehead he feels the hot fever.
“Oh hell! You’re burning up!” Sanji comments with worry, “It’s probably because that stupid Luffy had you go out in that cold yesterday! Tsk!”
“It’s really okay,” you try to insist, but sneeze right afterwards.
Sanji huffs, “No, you’re staying in bed today, sir. I’m going to make you some soup and tea, and send Chopper down here to give you a check-up. Now stay!”
You groan in complaint but remain in the bed as Sanji left to make you food.
A few minutes later the door creaked open and you could hear the soft clacking of Chopper’s hooves. He scurried to the side of your bed and struggled over the edge.
Huffing, Chopper said, “You really do look sick y/n.” He took his paw and gently patted your forehead before taking your temperature.
Chopper made a face of surprise upon seeing it and scolded you, “Y/n! You why didn’t you come to me sooner!” He dug through his bag and handed you a small bottle.
“Drink this! You should feel better in a few days!”
You take the bottle and thank Chopper, giving him a soft pat on the head before sending him off.
After the door closed again, you inspected the bottle. The fluid inside was a soft purple color, and it smelled rather good. You quickly drank it, gagging when you realized how terrible it tastes.
Just as you tossed the empty bottle into a nearby barrel, Sanji walked into the room. On his arm was a large round plate with a dish of soup, bread, tea, and water. Your mouth watered from the smell alone.
“Chicken gnocchi soup, with my own special touches, and some mint tea to help your throat.” Sanji explained softly, setting the food down on the bedside table.
“Are you well enough to feed yourself?” Sanji asked genuinely, but with a coy undertone.
You scoffed, “Yes Sanji, I can lift a spoon to my mouth and eat.”
He sighed, as if he was hoping he could feed you the food he made. Your stomach grumbles as you look at the bowl of warm soup.
Carefully, you lift the spoon to your mouth and take a bite, melting from the deliciousness of it.
“Mmmmm, ‘s good.” You mumble with the spoon in your mouth. Your throat felt soothed already from the savory soup broth.
Sanji chuckled, “Of course.”
You ate almost all of your soup in a few minutes, saving a few drops to dip your bread in. The loaf was soft and warm, soaking in the broth of the mouthwatering soup well.
Once you were done with your food and began sipping the minty tea, Sanji cleared the dishes quickly and returned to the room.
“Do you feel better, love?”
You place down the cup of tea gently on the nightstand and rub the back of Sanji’s head affectionately, “Yes, I feel much better honey.”
Sanji grinned happily as you ran your hand through his golden blond hair, pausing to linger on his neck as you let out a soft sigh and lean close to him. You rest your forehead on his chest and before you know it you’ve fallen back asleep.
“Ohhh, what am I to do with you?” Sanji sighs affectionately.
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I’m at whole cake rn and can’t stop thinking about reader who happens to be Sanji’s little sibling he adopted while on the sea going with Sanji to see Germa. Bonus points if it’s winged child reader!
Love you sm!!! 💖💖
Danger Skittles ( Sanji x male!winged!child!reader)
A/N: So proud of that tittle, I havent read this arc so I had the manga next to me as l wrote so I hope it is good, maybe not a COOK but it is a cook, ya know? Sorry this oke took so long as I said Im going trough a hard moment rn. Also I will be taking those bonus point in the form of kisses Pay up 🫴🏼
Btw PISSED CAUSE TUMBLR FROZE WHEN I WAS ABOUT TO HIT POST, HAD EVERYTHING READY AND IT GOT DELETED THIS IS THE SECOND TIME I HAD TO DO THIS, thank God I write my things in grammarly and them I copy paste them here cause other wise I would have rage quit yall. IT DID IT AGAIN
Dividers by @/saradika
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“Sanji-nii, I don’t like this; your family sounds scary, and they want to hurt Big Brother.”
“I know…I know…I‘ll get us out of this,” he promises his brother, walking down the familiar hallways he had grown up in, the walls that his brothers tortured him in, walking into the dining hall and taking his seat, placing the young child on his lap, ignoring the talk of his brothers
Reader munches on the food Sanji passes to him as he huddles close to him, trying to shield himself with his wings to avoid the crude commentary of his family
“Just ignore them,” he whispers to the boy, rubbing his wings, gently stroking his hair, shielding him from the insults,
“These idiots aren’t worth it.”
“Okay”
Niji soon notices that his insults are not reaching his brother, so he switches his anger to the head cook, berating her for making them ‘vile food.’
Commanding her to stay still, with a sadistic grin on his face, he aims his plate and lunches it towards her face until Sanji quickly moves Reader from his lap, placing him on their chair, as he steps in front of Cosette to stop the incoming plate.
“Just what do you think you are doing, you bastard?” he hisses at his older brother, protecting the cook and shielding her from harm.
Reader Awe at his brother's actions grin growing when he sees Sanji bend down, turning towards Cosette and complimenting her on the food
Cosette chuckles nervously. She’d seen them react violently to her cooking before, but Sanji’s reaction was one she’d never seen before, his compliment catching her off guard, causing her to turn a faint pink color, her cheeks rosy.
Reader’s cheer soon changed into warning screams, seeing as Niji stomped towards him, aiming a kick his way
“Sanji-nii!!”
Sanji quickly turned around at the sound of the screams, having no time to make a move as his brother’s leg was brought rapidly down only to stop right in front of Sanji as his father ordered him to stop
“Let me go!” The boy screams, flapping his wings furiously, struggling against Judge’s grasp as he takes hold of him
“ Your mistakes keep growing. May I attribute that to this amalgamation here and this man?” he said, shoving a picture of Zeff and Reader for Sanji to look at, the sound of the child’s wings still echoing around the rooms as they struggle against the man’s grip
“I suggest you cooperate with the marriage to Pudding lest you want both of their heads rolling at your door,” he said, dropping Reader, watching him flutter back to Sanji
He walks out of the room, the rest of his children following him, glancing back at Sanji, who by now has kneeled down to comfort The child
“Make sure tomorrow’s ceremony goes without a hitch, you know what we are capable of,” he said, leaving the room
Sanji was left staring at the floor in shock and anger and then at his brother’s teary and fear-filled eyes
After a minute, he had collected himself; he looked back at Reader, his hand petting his wings gently
“ It’s going to be fine, it‘s going to be fine… ” he tells him, placing his arm around him, trying to protect him as much as he possibly could.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Sanji-nii!”
“No, there’s nothing to apologize for; I promise you’re not doing anything wrong, okay?” Sanji says softly, brushing his wings and playing with his hair gently to soothe them
“But now, because I’m here, they are making you do things you don’t want to do!”
“ Hey, hey, listen to me, you hear me? “ he says softly,
“This is not your fault, do you understand? This is not your fault,” repeating himself,
“This is not. Your. FAULT! You got that?”
“Bu-
“No buts! Understand?” Sanji says firmly, grabbing hold of his wrists, stopping them from saying another word,
“ I said it’s not your fault. Am I clear?”
“O-okay,” he nods, rubbing at his eyes, trying to rid himself of the tears not cascading from them
“Will Papa Zeff be okay?”
Sanji sighs softly,
“ I promise I will make sure the old fart is okay,” he whispers to his little brother, his eyes shining with determination.
“Do you trust me?”
“Yeah.. but I don’t know what’s going on, im scared. Why did Big Brother fight Uncle Luffy? Why did we have to leave the straw hats? Why did they want you to marry that woman? And why are you wearing cuffs?”
Sanji's heart sinks when he hears his brother start asking questions. He knew it was only a matter of time before he started asking questions, and he deserved to know the truth, but he was not so sure the harsh honesty of reality is something he could take, so he decided to hold most of the facts back.
“It’s… it’s complicated, ” he begins, his tone is serious as he continues,
“ Just know that all of this will be resolved soon...”
“ I promise I’ll answer all your questions later, but right now, we have to stay focused, okay?” he whispers softly to his brother, caressing his chin with his finger gently.
“I need you to be brave, just for a little bit longer, okay? “ he says, his voice a gentle, soothing tone as he takes his little brother’s hand and stands up, placing him on his feet,
“ I know I can count on you, don’t I?
“Yeah”
Sanji smiles, hugging the small boy
“Thank you. This is why you’re my favorite.”
“That’s because your brothers are assholes, Sanji-nii.”
Sanji’s head snaps to the toddler, shocked at his words, eventually letting out a baffled chuckle
“Normally, I would have you in timeout for using those words, but I ‘ll let it slide in this situation.”
He smiles mischievously, his eyes still tear-filled, and his body stiffed with the exchange they had had with Judge
“Im glad Big Brother is not an ass like the skittle men.”
“Okay, don’t push it.”
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Maybe part two when Nil takes revenge on Cosette? I know that last part was kind of out of nowhere and a lil bit occ but I had to get that comedy in, I had to its in my DNA
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JAJSJSJDJSD HELL YEAH
Sanji with bff reader who's trying to be his wingman and failing pls (either because sanji is really bad at picking up ladies or the reader is horrendous at wingmanning, heck maybe even both, you decide)
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Next Time: Sanji and Wingman Reader
Includes: Sanji , Male Reader , Strawhats
A / N: STOP I LOVE THIS. LOSERS BEING BESTIES FR !!! I hope u don't mind that I chose male reader. I don't write much of them and I want a variety :) enjoy ! Sorry it's short @@
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"Cmon Sanji ! You got this ! Do what we rehearsed !" You gave him a thumbs up and a toothy grin. The blonde haired gentleman nodded in return as you took your place behind the door.
Another failed attempt , you assumed by the way his head was hung downwards. You walked over to him and patted his back gently. "It's okay , Ji. You'll get 'er next time !" You laughed and threw your arm around his muscular shoulder.
"Maybe I should try a different pickup line. What do ya got , Reader ?" He asked , grabbing a notepad from seemingly nowhere.
"Ooh ! Ooh ! How about this ! Pretend to spill a drink and be like 'I tripped over my feelings for you . . .' That's gotta win Nami over for sure !" You spun around and grabbed out a poster board.
"What about something about tangerines ? 'You heart is as sweet and sour as a Tangerine' as you kiss her hand. That's gotta make her swoon !" The fact that both of you were so bad at picking up women honestly made the crew feel a bit bad. Why Sanji listened to your advice , the world will never know.
"How about for Robin - Chwan !" He said , spinning as he spoke of the dark haired diva. You placed a finger to your chin , deep in thought. Maybe a dark pun ? Maybe a history pun ? Before you could think , you spoke.
"Ooh ! How about 'you stole my heart like Doflamingo stole Dressrosa . . .' Thats gotta woo her !" You jumped up and down and smiled widely. "What if I gave her something as I said that ?? Or you could help me trip for the pick up line with Nami - Swan !" Sanji rambled as he swirled around , a love tornado of lust was what he was.
"Ooh ! Great idea !! You're so smart !!" Sanji closed his notepad and you both walked over to the ginger. She raised an eyebrow and you pushed Sanji , fake acting like you did it by accident. "Oh no ! I'm sooo sorry Sanji !" You snickered , watching as he fell to his strong knees.
"I tripped over my love for you , mademoiselle . . ~" He spoke smoothly , a perverted grin on his pale face. Nami picked up the book she was reading and smacked both of you in the head.
"That one sucked ! At least be mote creative !" With that , she stomped away and left the both of you with massive bumps on your heads. You both groaned and sat up.
"Fuck , another failure. I'm sorry , Ji. I'll figure somethin' out." You scratched your aching head snd looked sadly at the devastated cook. "Maybe you just haven't met the right girl ! Try flirting when we get to the next island !"
Your suggestion didn't go unheard. As you approached an island to restock supplies , you snd Sanji ran out to the nearest bar. "Try buying her a drink and saying she's as sweet as it ! Or I could spill it on you and you could say your love for her spilled over you !" You suggested as the both of you dashed to the nearest bar.
"Yeahh !! I got this !!"
He does not got it. You spilled the drink and it got ALL over his slacks and the ground. You both ended up being kicked out for causing a disturbance and made all the women laugh at yalls failed attempt at seducing a possible suitor.
You both walked out , dejected at the last failed attempt. You sighed dramatically and fell to the ground. "I'm sorry , Ji ! Next time !"
Next time. How many more 'next time's can he take ? You both were seemingly made to be best friends. One horrendous at flirting and the other horrendous at wingmanning. Next time , next time , next time. Would there be a next time ?
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