In this episode of I can’t do anything without thinking of ZoSan please go listen to “Lay all your love on me” by ABBA and imagine it from Sanji’s perspective I swear. Maybe someday it can be a fic featuring:
Sanji struggling with his feelings of jealousy when women keep accosting and flirting with Zoro
He thinks he’s jealous because he wants the women to be flirting with him but as time passes he realizes he’s being possessive of the stupid marimo and his head is so far up his own ass he doesn’t clock that Zoro has never shown interest in a woman ever
What drives him even more nuts is that this means he feels some resentment towards WOMEN and that’s a big no no these feelings are wrong and bad and should be buried because he’s a gentleman and women can do no wrong and he would never think bad thoughts about a woman his only vice is smoking after all
But now it isn’t true - and he comes to turn with these new feelings- feelings of attraction towards a man, which he hasn’t had before, and it’s just completely overturning his self perception- so he’s bisexual apparently???
At every party his possessive jealousy gets progressively worse, he begs higher powers that zoro notices him, not the women flirting with him, nor the men that he sometimes sees the marimo walk off with into the night
He yearns, he yearns so much for the swordsman’s love, daydreaming about his touch, his voice- the way he calls him by stupid nicknames- completely distracted as he cooks by himself. He wants it all, he wants it so much it hurts but there’s no way Zoro would want him.
When he looks back on it, it’s truly unfair how easily the swordsman made him fall for him- a little talk and a smile and his insides were turning to mush - it’s embarrassing, really, how he as an adult man fell so easily, like shooting a sitting duck
After Thriller Bark it gets worse- sometimes he feels a sharp flash of fear run up his spine, a faint echo of the abject horror he felt when he found the bloodied swordsman on deaths door, and he, panicked and against all logic, needs to find him and make sure he’s ok, needs to have him near. Zoro looks at him quizzically as his excuses when he does find him get weirder and weirder
Back when he was at the Baratie, he’d had a few little love affairs- and Zeff would always scoff at him when he claimed he had found the one and gush about whatever woman had decided to string him along that week, chastising him about the ease at which he gave his affections away- he’d told him repeatedly that it wasn’t love- that he’d know love when it really hit him
And oh god had it hit him now. Pining from Momoiro island does nothing for his poor little heart and his mind goes crazy over not knowing where his nakama are and what they’re doing and he’s definitely not worried about the marimo possibly being off on some island with a better, stronger, more beautiful man than him
Iva and the candies notice him moping and decide to coach him to get his man
Sanji’s mindset is completely different two years later - he’s determined to get ALL of Zoro’s attention, his love, his devotion, and he’s not afraid of using every weapon the Candies of Kamabakka taught him
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hii hii
can you pretty please do an imagine where daddy lee is having playtime tickles with the little!reader (little age between a baby and two years old; like still in diapers) and lee knows they love ducks so when he baths the little he quacks at them
and when he goes to put the little to bed the little is jumping on the bed so he tickles them some more but he eventually feeds them a bottle and sings them five little ducks?
sorry if that’s confusing
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ducks and baths
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18+
wc: 780 words
warnings: lee carries reader, mentions of wearing a diaper, lee gives you a bath, written on my phone while very sleepy
a/n: not confusing at all! ive never written for babyspace before, this was fun to try! please leave any feedback you may have. i would love to get better at this
pairing: lee bodecker x gn!little!reader
summary: Lee’s little is in babyspace. he plays with you before giving you a bath and a bottle.
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Lee ate his dinner while you played on the floor by his feet. He liked it better when you were in your play area with the cushioned mat and nets to keep you in, but you needed to be close to your daddy.
You would cry whenever he set you down and walked away. Finally, he put a blanket down on the kitchen floor with some toys and let you knock down blocks as he watched. Occasionally, he would reach down and make a really tall block tower for you to knock down. He loved hearing your giggles when the colorful wood squares came tumbling down on the fleece-covered linoleum.
You’d already had a bottle, because Lee insisted on feeding you before himself. Even if he spent all day at the station, he’d make sure his baby was taken care of before he even thought about himself. He finished his chicken pot pie and washed the dishes before coming to sit on the floor and play with you for a bit.
He kept making block towers and acting shocked when you knocked them over. He made so many silly faces and gave you a little kiss whenever you laughed, he just couldn’t help himself.
Before Lee knew it, it was getting late.
“C’mon, button. ‘S time for yer bath.” He held out his hands, expecting you to raise your arms so he could pick you up. “Arms up, sugar.”
You looked at your daddy and held out a block.
“No bath, huh? My baby doesn’t want a bath?”
You giggled.
“Well that jus’ won’t do.” Lee tickled you under your chin, making you laugh and squirm. “Stinky babies get tickled, you still wanna be stinky, huh? Still wanna refuse tha bath?”
While being tickled, you managed to say “Baaa.”
Lee stopped tickling you and held your chin in his hands. “What’s that? Ya wanna take a bath now?” He used his hold on your chin to make you nod. “Alright, let’s getcha clean.”
This time, you let Lee pick you up.
𓏲 ࣪₊♡
The water was perfectly warm and bubbly by the time Lee placed you in the tub. He tossed in your rubber duckies, grinning at your excited squeals.
Both of you loved bath toys. You loved playing with them and seeing the toys bob up and down in the water. It was especially fun bringing a duck to the very bottom of the tub and watching it rush to the top. Lee would also put bubbles on the ducks to make them look like they had beards or tall hair.
Lee loved the toys because it kept you entertained while he washed your skin and hair. Toys were also a fun way to bond with your little self. Lee would make an absolute fool of himself just to make sure you laugh and have fond memories of playing with him.
“What’s a duckie say, baby?”
“Wah!”
“That’s right, they say quack.”
You giggled.
“Ya think that’s funny? Quack quack.” Lee grabbed a few of your duckies and made them quack at each other. He ended the “duck fight” by dunking them in the water so they could calm down. Then, he traded the situation for a more peaceful playtime with the ducks swimming in harmony.
𓏲 ࣪₊♡
The water got cold and bath time was over. Lee patted you dry with a fluffy towel and put lotion and an overnight diaper on you before topping it off with a lightweight onesie. It was still summer in Knockemstiff, so he didn’t want anything that was too warm for you. You usually preferred onesies at night; the compression helped you to sleep and Lee would just change you in the morning when it got hotter.
Lee took a quick shower while you sat on the couch. He rarely let you watch TV, but he turned on the cartoon channel to make sure you didn’t go anywhere. You weren’t catching much of the screen anyway with how sleepy you were getting.
A few too many slow blinks left you leaned on the armrest with the corner of a blanket in your mouth. Lee finished his shower and chuckled to himself when he saw you chewing on the fabric. He gently removed it from your mouth and picked you up, carrying you to the rocking chair.
Lee ensured you were comfortable and reached for the bedtime bottle he prepared after his shower.
“Open up, baby. There ya go,” he whispered.
Lee softly kissed your forehead and rocked the chair as you drank. You fell asleep in your daddy’s arms while he hummed a tune.
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Jessie: Can you say something-.. like, are you okay?
[Ivan buried his head in hands and squeezed his eyes shut. He wanted to say something-.. he wanted to say a million things, but his voice had long since abandoned him]
Jessie: I wasn’t sure what to do at first, y’know-.. but by the time I tried to find you, I couldn’t.
[Ivan offered a muffled scoff]
Jessie: You were never at home! I didn’t have your number, Hunter went back to prison, Clara moved-.. I really tried.
Jessie: I even thought Miya might know where you’d gone but I never saw her again-.. Lucie’s closed, the Front closed… I figured it was all connected to what was going on in the news.
Ivan: So, y’gave up?
Jessie: Not exactly, I spent hours scouring dating apps, social media-…
Ivan: It’d help if y’got my fuckin’ name right.
Jessie: I’m bad with names, okay-.. and how was I supposed to know you were a family man, rather than a crook?
Ivan: I s’pose it’s a long story…
[Jessie snorted, wiping her eyes with her sleeve]
Ivan: I’m sorry, I’m just-.. it’s a lot t’take in is all. I’m pretty gutted I’ve missed so much.
Jessie: Really?
Ivan: ‘Course! That’s my lil’ guy, ain’t it?
Jessie: I didn’t think you’d care.
Ivan: That’s a bit presumptuous-.. y’don’t even know me.
Jessie: Maybe it was just easier to think that way.
Ivan: I’ll give y’that…
Jessie: He’ll be so excited to know he has a daddy now; he’s forever asking questions about him.
[Ivan couldn’t help but smile, he wasn’t sure he’d ever have kids, and now he suddenly had two]
Jessie: I don’t expect child support, by the way. Like, I have a good job n’ stuff, and my mom’s pretty well off too-.. she lives nearby, actually.
Ivan: Eh, we’ll figure somethin’ out…
Jessie: So, what now?
Ivan: S’pose we oughta get t’know each other?
Jessie: Is the little girl-…
Ivan: Mine? Yeah.
Jessie: Uhm…
Ivan: Surrogate.
Jessie: Ah.
[Ivan tried his best not to tear up as Jude hurtled towards them, smiling the same goofy smile he’d seen in dozens of his own childhood photographs]
Jessie: C’mere-.. I’ve got a huge surprise for you!
[Ivan’s brow shot up; he thought Jessie would’ve wanted to explain the situation to Jude later-.. or in private, but he didn’t seem too phased by the news]
Jude: You’re my daddy?
Ivan: Sure looks like it, bud.
Jude: [gasps] Does that mean I have a doggy?!
Jessie: He’s obsessed with dogs, probably because we can’t have one…
Ivan: [chuckles] Aye, me n’ Oreo are a package deal.
Jessie: We’ll see Oreo again soon-.. c’mon, we’re already way past late.
[Jude frowns briefly. He’d rather stay here, but school was exciting too, and he knew better than to argue]
Jessie: I’ll call you later, yeah?
Ivan: Please…
Jude: Bye Oreo, bye daddy, bye-.. man and baby!
…
Ivan: The fuck just happened, B?
[Bruno held Ivan closely, leaving his rhetorical question unanswered]
Ivan: I swear I ain’t cheated on you, I-…
Bruno: I know.
Ivan: But-…
Bruno: He’s too old for that-.. I know.
[Ivan stared at the floor, his mind moving too fast for him to keep up. He wanted to yell, laugh and weep all at once]
Bruno: Let’s go home. We’ll take the day off, okay?
[Ivan nodded as Bruno nudged him to his feet, forever grateful for his ridiculously calm demeanour]
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