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lalospollos · 8 months
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OH MY GOD LOOK AT THEM
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imagine being in love with sanji
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It was another late evening on the Sunny; nothing but miles and miles of sea to be had and the crew scattered among the ship. There was a light breeze that felt good under the lowering sun and all I wanted to do was go up to the library to get lost in a book for the rest of the day. Walking up the steps to the upper deck, I spotted Zoro taking in the sea and when he turned, he grinned. Immediately he asked if I wanted to train up in the crow’s nest, but I pretended not to hear him. He grumbled and yelled for me as I jogged up the steps toward the observation room. Laughing to myself, I walked into the observation room that served as the library as well as Nami’s office.
The smell of books filled the air, and I walked over to my usual spot on the bench that looped around the library. The book I was reading last was still where I had left it and I made little time picking it up. I got comfortable and leaned back, feet leaned out and crossed in front of me. The bookmark, which was made of a scrap of paper from a mapping mistake from Nami, had been replaced with a note. I looked around before taking the note and placing the book on my lap. It was folded neatly, corners touching perfectly and when I opened the note – perfect penmanship greeted me.
“Meet me tonight in the aquarium.”
No signature but I knew who it was from, and the thought made my entire body flush with warmness. Tucking the note into my back pocket, I grabbed my book with a smile and tried my best to concentrate. My concentration lasted about an hour before I left the observation room and made my way back to the girl’s dorm to get ready for dinner. At dinner, Sanji had made a generous three course meal that even had Luffy feeling full at the end – well, as full as he could get. Alcohol passed around for a few rounds before everyone started to settle for the night. Zoro left to the crow’s nest, Nami to the library while the rest of the men, sans Sanji, went to Usopp’s workshop to see what new weapons he had come up with. Robin and I walked back to the women’s dorm, exchanging book recommendations. We chatted for a while as we got ready for bed and eventually when Nami made her way back to the room – the three of us fell asleep.
Except I didn’t.
I laid awake listening to their soft snores until I felt it was safe to get up. I was still in my sweats and tee shirt when I slowly crept towards the door. My hand rested on the doorknob for a moment but when I went to turn it, a hand came over my mouth. I panicked for a moment but instantly knew it was Robin. I slowly turned to see her sitting up in her bed, smiling.
“Secret lovers. How cute.”
Her whisper wasn’t much of a whisper, but Nami didn’t stir. I begged her to be quiet and she giggled, two hands appeared at my side with my coat I had left in my closet. Then another hand appeared with a pair of my socks. I smiled then and grabbed the items, thanking her with a wave before departing the room. I slipped the socks on in the hallway, shrugging the coat on as I made my way to the aquarium. I wondered how long he had waited and hoped it wasn’t too much, but as I entered the room he did as well – from the kitchen.
Sanji was standing there in a soft blue button up and black slacks; sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He was about to light a cigarette when he saw me and seemed to forget as we met in front of the large observation windows. A few dozen fish were swimming around as he smiled shyly, taking my hand in his.
“You got my note, love.”
“I do every time.”
I leaned into his body, allowing him to pull me as close as possible. His arm slipped around my waist, and he dug his nose into the nape of my neck. I hugged him tightly, rubbing his hand up and down his back. Sanji relaxed under my touch, and he whispered that he had missed me.
“I’ve seen you at least a dozen times today.”
He scoffed, kissing my neck. “We never get enough alone time.”
Sanji wasn’t wrong; no one, except possibly Robin, knew the two of us had been sneaking around for months now. Finding time when the ship was quiet to spend time together – like two teenagers in love. But we were two crewmates in love, and we weren’t sure what that would mean for the entire crew. Would it change the dynamic? It hadn’t so far, but still, it was a scary thought.
“I want to tell them.”
I pulled back from Sanji, shock on my face. “Tell them? Luffy? Everyone?”
He smiled softly with eyes full of admiration, devotion, and love. “Why not? I’m tired of sneaking around, aren’t you?”
It wasn’t like the thought didn’t cross my mind – every time I was near Sanji, I felt like I would implode from the impulse to touch him. To hold his hand or softly caress his hair – to follow him around freely in the kitchen or to lounge together on the grass without worrying about anyone seeing us. All the times I wanted to kiss him on the lips, our eyes meeting across the room at dinner time.
God, all the times I missed the opportunity to be openly his.
“Don’t be so quiet, love, it scares me.”
My eyes looked up at him and I touched his chest. “We should tell them.”
Sanji’s eyes relaxed and he grabbed my face gently, rubbing his thumbs against my cheeks. “Tomorrow then.”
“Okay.”
“I adore you; you know that?”
Moving my arms around his neck, I leaned in for a kiss but stopped an inch from his lips. “No, but you should show me.”
Sanji nearly whimpered, moving me swiftly to the bench. He moved me down onto his lap, fingers moving aside hair from my face; he looked ethereal under the low lights and the glow of the water surrounding us. What a fool I had been for even thinking of hiding that he was mine and I was his. He kissed me, touched me with tender hands well into the night and when the two of us were breathless with flushed skin – we whispered I love you.
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x-uno · 7 months
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Cigarette Kiss.
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Pairing : OPLA!sanji x reader
summary : "Cigarette Kiss." follows an unexpected late-night encounter between Sanji and the reader, both unable to sleep. When Sanji realizes he's forgotten his lighter, the reader extends a gesture of assistance by lighting his cigarette with her own. This simple act of sharing a flame kindles an intimate connection that transcends words. Amidst the quiet of the night, they discover that even the smallest moments can forge the strongest bonds.
notes : OK, SANJI BRAINROT,, HE'S SO AKSKAJSHKAJHSKAJSA <333333 AAAAAAAAAAAAA - I GOT THE GIF FROM :
| 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃
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It was a restless night aboard the Going Merry. The soft hum of the ship's engines provided an eerie backdrop to the darkness that enveloped the ship. Most of the crew had retired to their quarters, seeking respite from the turbulent dreams that plagued their minds. But two souls found themselves awake, unable to find solace in slumber.
Sanji had tossed and turned in his bunk for what felt like hours. His thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind of memories, regrets, and unanswered questions. Unable to find any peace, he decided to make his way to the kitchen early to prepare breakfast, hoping that the familiar routine would offer some solace.
As he quietly padded through the dimly lit hallways of the ship, he noticed a faint glow coming from the deck. Curiosity piqued, he made his way outside and found you sitting there, gazing up at the star-studded sky. Your presence surprised him, he hadn't expected anyone else to be awake at this hour.
"Can't sleep either?" he asked softly, approaching you.
You turned to him, eyes reflecting the shimmering starlight. "Oh, Sanji, I thought I was the only one."
He offered a faint smile, grateful for the company. "It seems we're both plagued by restless thoughts tonight, Madam."
You both sat in companionable silence for a while, the quiet of the night broken only by the gentle lapping of the sea against the ship's hull. You had your own set of worries, your own burdens that kept you awake. But in this shared moment of vulnerability, you found a connection that eased your troubled heart.
Sanji reached into his pocket, intending to light a cigarette to calm his nerves. He retrieved it and placed it between his lips, only to realize his mistake— he had forgotten to bring a lighter with him. 
Noticing his predicament, you lifted your own lit cigarette to your lips, you carefully and deliberately directed his attention towards you by gently holding his chin. In that precise moment, your eyes locked onto his, and the world seemed to condense into an intimate space occupied solely by the two of you.
With your faces inching closer together, the gentle glow of the ember illuminated your features, bathing you both in a warm and intimate light. Sanji's surprise and pleasure were mirrored in your eyes as you held the cigarettes together. The flicker of his smile and the warmth in his cheeks were unmistakable as he fully comprehended the unspoken gesture you were extending.
As you leaned in closer, your lips mere inches apart, the shared act of lighting the cigarette became more than just a practical solution; it was a moment of quiet bonding. Sanji's inhale brought his cigarette to life, its ember glowing brightly in tandem with yours.
The world outside might have been chaotic and unpredictable, but in this shared moment, there was a sense of tranquility and unity. The subtle chemistry between you and Sanji transcended words, and the flickering glow of your cigarettes became a symbol of the connection that had formed between you.
As you both leaned back, exhaling tendrils of smoke into the night air, the initial frustration over the forgotten lighter had transformed into a unique shared memory. It was a moment that spoke volumes about mutual understanding, and the unexpected beauty that could emerge from even the most minor setbacks.
"You know," Sanji began, breaking the silence, "I never expected to find another soul awake at this hour, especially out here."
You responded with a soft chuckle, your voice carrying a hint of affection. "Restlessness has a funny way of bringing people together, even in the darkest hours of the night."
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itzjaza · 7 months
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TAZ SKYLAR HUSBAND HC RAHHH🔥🔥🔥
OMG THANKS FOR THE IDEA POOKIE!!!!!!!
Taz Skylar as Your Husband:
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The proposal: Taz had been planning this for weeks. He wanted it to be perfect. He made Emily take y/n out for a girl's day so that he could prepare everything. He cooked her favorite meal, prepped their outfits for tonight, and bought her favorite champagne. When y/n got back it was safe to say she was surprised. After dinner, Taz took Y/n out on a walk at the beach to watch the sunset. As they walked along the sand, Taz took Y/n's hand in his and stopped in his tracks. "I can't imagine a life without you," Taz said, looking deeply into her eyes. "Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" y/n's eyes filled with tears of happiness. She had been waiting for this moment for so long. "Yes, Taz!" she said, smiling widely. Taz reached into his pocket and pulled out a beautiful engagement ring. He placed it on her finger, and they embraced each other in a tight hug. As the sun set over the ocean, Taz and then pulled her into a kiss that was ruined by their friends knocking them down onto the sand for a hug.
The wedding day: It was a beautiful day in the city, and y/n was getting ready for her big day. She was nervous and excited, but she knew that Taz was the one for her. Taz was waiting outside the church, looking handsome in his suit. As y/n approached him, he took her hand and greeted her with a smile. The ceremony was simple and elegant, and it was clear that Taz and Y/n were both over the moon with happiness. At the end of the ceremony, they exchanged their vows and said "I do". The reception was full of love and laughter, and all of their friends and family were there to share in their joy. As the night came to an end, Taz and y/n said goodbye to their guests and headed off to their honeymoon. It was the most perfect day of their lives, and they couldn't wait to start their life together as husband and wife.
The honeymoon: y/n and Taz went on an amazing honeymoon to a remote island in the Caribbean. They stayed in a beautiful resort surrounded by palm trees and white sand beaches. Taz was the perfect husband, and he treated her like a princess every day. Every morning, they woke up early to watch the sun rise over the ocean. Then they headed out on boats to explore the surrounding coral reefs. Taz showed y/n how to snorkel and they saw all kinds of colorful fish. In the afternoons, they lay out on the beach and relaxed in the sun. They talked about everything and nothing, and y/n felt more in love with Taz with each passing day. At night, they went out for delicious dinners. Taz was a great cook and he would make y/n her favorite dishes. Then they danced beneath the stars to the music of a live band. It was safe to say that y/n's and Taz's honeymoon was the most magical, romantic time of their lives. They returned home with incredible memories and a new level of love and connection.
How he would be as a husband: Taz would be a wonderful husband. He would be selfless, caring, and dedicated to making his wife happy. He would always put her needs first, and would be there to support her through thick and thin. He would be a great provider, and he would always go out of his way to make sure she felt loved and cared for. Taz would be a great conversationalist, and he would always make her laugh with his charming wit. He would be a great listener, and he would always be there to lend an ear when she needed to vent. In short, Taz would be a husband any woman would be lucky to have.
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timelessstardust99 · 8 months
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sanji x reader where he’s basically in love with them, he’s always by their side but reader can’t quite understand why someone as handsome as sanji would love someone like them, angsty and fluffy please! i love sanji so so so so much
Sanji's Love | LA! Vinsmoke Sanji x Reader (Spoiler for the Live Action One Piece show)
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Summary: In which Y/N doubts that Sanji actually loves them and thinks he was just flirting with them out of pity, because who could fall in love with someone who barely knew how to boil water, much less cook.
Pairing: Vinsmoke Sanji x GN! Reader
Y/N sat on the ram head of the boat, their legs dangling from the ledge as they looked over the ocean that was sloshing around beneath them. They couldn't believe that they were a part of a Pirates crew after years of serving the Baratie, they had always had the dream to be a part of one just like Zeff was before he had lost his leg. Thinking about it now though, they couldn't understand why Luffy had wanted them on his crew. Maybe it had been Sanji's persuasion or the fact that Luffy always felt the need to have them fulfill their dreams whilst they look for the One Piece together. Y/N sighed, pulling their legs up to their chest and resting their head on their knees.
"Y/N, darling, what are you doing all the way up there?" Came the voice of Sanji, the man Y/N had been avoiding since they had become a part of Luffy's crew. The eighteen-year-old looked over the edge of the ram and towards the older blonde who looked up at them with a charming smile which made Y/N blush at one of the pet names the cook seemed to call them in endearment.
"Uh, thinking." Y/N admitted, smiling shyly at the nicely dressed man who walked a little more to the ram head so he could climb up there with them, though it seemed to be hard for him to climb with pants as tight as his. Y/N's thoughts seemed to disappear as they watched Sanji try to climb up the ram head, which caused the younger of the two to giggle at him. Sanji thought it was music to his ears. "Do you need help hun?" They asked him, watching as the man struggled to hang onto the statue, with one leg draped over so he could get a good footing.
"No, I've got this," he strained, pulling himself slowly up the ram head and sitting with his back against theirs for a moment as he gasped in breaths, his hair now sticking to his already sweaty forehead.
"No, no, I see you've got it," They nudged him causing Sanji to chuckle and swing his legs around so he was now sitting side to side with the younger teen. Their smile soon turned into a frown again as they looked out to the ocean again, Sanji noticed this and pushed his shoulder against their's.
"What's the matter, love?" He asked them gently. They didn't want to admit it, not anyone, but they felt as if they didn't deserve Sanji's love and appreciation. They didn't look anything like the kind of person Sanji would prefer. They looked at him with a frustrated glint in their eye.
"Why do you love me?" They asked him, his eyes going wide from the sudden question. He didn't think they'd question his love and loyalty, sure he was a big flirt, but he had quit doing that because Y/N was everything he had always wanted in a partner.
"What's brought this on?" He asked, his hand going against their back as a way to comfort them.
"I just... I just can't understand why you'd want me when there are so many more people out there and you picked me? Why? I'm a nobody, even when I worked at Baratie." They said, looking at him with frantic eyes. He stared at them in shock.
"Dear, there is no one on this planet besides you that I want," He said gently to them.
"Really?" They doubted, their overthinking nature always seemed to win. He smiled at them, bringing his face closer to theirs and giving them a kiss on the forehead, which caused them to close their eyes. He pulled back from them, looking at their content face.
"Really," he said, "is that also why you were avoiding me after we left Zeff?" He asked after a moment. They sighed, laying their head on his shoulder with shame.
"Yeah, I just couldn't bring myself to look at you with all of these thoughts, I felt like I was holding you back." They admitted to him.
"You can never hold me back dear," He said, wrapping an arm around their shoulders and hugging them close as he kissed their temple. In the silence of the air, Y/N was finally feeling like they were meant to be here, with this man and their crew.
EDIT: Sorry, had to edit a couple of parts, it was only a small part.
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infactmrmeowz · 8 months
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Hear me out
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He’s such a cutie patootie 😍
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super-nowa-art · 7 months
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sanji studies! i am slowly descending into madness!!!
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norel-ravenclaw · 6 months
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Mine
Sanji • One Piece
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Fandom: One Piece Live Action (OPLA)
Featured characters: Sanji
Genre: BDSM Erotica
Rating: 18+
Word count: 1900
Description: Requested by @kellerific93 … Dating Sanji has been a whirlwind romance. But now that you’ve been together for a while, he wants to introduce you to… new pleasures.
(I’ve only ever seen the live action One Piece, none of the anime or manga sorry!)
WARNINGS: | mxw | bdsm | collaring | light choking | begging | praise and reassurance, pet names | all the normal sex stuff | unsafe sex | not proofread |
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“Finally, a break!” Sanji tosses our bags by the door of the lovely seaside cottage we’ve rented for the weekend.
The other strawhats are spending time in town, but we decided to spend some… quality time together.
And… something new.
As soon as the door is closed behind me, Sanji pushes me up against it.
“Oh!” I squirm against his much larger body as he presses himself fully against me.
He smirks down at me, leaning in close. One hand unbuttons his suit jacket. “Are you ready for this?”
I nod, my heart racing. “Y-yes sir.”
That’s all it takes to spark the flame in his eyes. “Good girl.” He strokes my hair and cheek tenderly, whispering, “I promise I’ll take good care of you. I won’t hurt you. Just relax and let me make you feel good.”
“…Mhm.”
“Remember the safe word?”
I chuckle. “Oregano.”
“Good girl.” He starts kissing down my neck as he unbuttons my shirt. “Tell me at any time to stop, and we can just do what we always do, alright darling?”
“Mhm.”
He roughly grabs my wrists and pins them against the door. “What was that? You will call me sir or master. Understood?”
“Ah!” His expression is dark and hungry like I’ve never seen. I see why he wanted me to try this with him. As much as we love each other, gentle lovemaking will never quite satisfy all of him. I agreed because, somehow, I wonder if I need the same thing.
He needs to dominate and be rough, and I need to finally listen to the secret urges within me - the need to surrender, to be forced and controlled.
“Yes master.”
He purrs, capturing my lips in a fierce kiss as he rips open my shirt and squeezes my breast. I’m not wearing a bra today, as he requested. His tongue pushes inside my mouth, stealing my breath.
I arch against him as he shoves a deliciously muscular thigh between my legs, forcing me to grind against him.
“Mmph! San- Ah! M-master!”
He briefly breaks the kiss, the air electric between us as he looks into my eyes, both of us already breathing hard.
“Keep your hands there,” he orders. Lunging in again, he kisses down my throat, impatiently pulling my pants down. His tongue and lips follow downwards between my breasts and lower as he kneels to pull my shoes and pants off.
They’re tossed aside carelessly, and his large hands rub up my thighs and hips, squeezing and massaging. Blonde hair tickles my chin as he stands.
I gasp as he roughly pushes my shirt off my shoulders. He throws it aside along with his jacket.
His eyes lock onto mine as he unbuckles his belt, slowing a little as he approaches again, taking my wrists and binding them with it.
“How’s this, hm? Gonna be a good girl for me and let me make you my captive?” His lips ghost over my ear, making me shiver. “I am a pirate after all. You’re my treasure.”
I swallow hard and nod. “Yes sir.”
Again his lips are on mine, and suddenly he’s throwing me over his shoulder. He carries me to the bedroom, and I catch only a glimpse of the phenomenal view upside down before being thrown down on the bed.
He kicks off his shoes, never breaking eye contact as he tugs off his tie and unbuttons his shirt. Those predatory eyes watch every movement, every change in my expression as he crawls onto the bed.
Giving in to instinct, as he had encouraged before, I back away from him. He smirks dangerously.
“Trying to run? How cute.”
He moves up to straddle my hips and makes a show of taking off his shirt, filling my view with his broad shoulders. Out of his pocket, he takes out an object I’ve seen before.
Sanji used it to propose this whole… game.
A collar.
We picked it out together in a red light district market. The sight of it makes my heart race even more.
In contrast to his domineering and rough treatment thus far, his touch is gentle, tender, as he brushes my hair aside enough to slip the collar around my neck.
Voice raspy and low, he hums in approval. “Gods you’re so pretty, kitten. Look at you.” He ties a thin ribbon to the collar ring, and gives it a tug. “All mine to do with as I please. Surrender to me completely.”
I mewl as he tugs me up for a kiss. Wrapping the leash around his fist, he uses his other hand to take off his pants. Little sounds come between us as I’m pulled about.
Then his hand is snaking up my thigh to pull down my panties. At last I am completely bare beneath him.
Sanji sucks in a breath. “…Fuck.”
Leaning down, his tongue latches onto my nipple.
“Ah! Master…!” I squirm as he touches and kisses me. He knows all my soft spots.
“Stop moving,” he orders. “If you don’t, I’ll just take you here and now.”
Keening under his ministrations, I desperately try to keep still. My body jerks and shudders with every touch, every hot breath, every brush of his hair against my skin.
“Such a naughty little pet, aren’t you?”
I whine, shrinking back. “I-I’m sorry, sir. Please don’t punish me. I’m trying to be good for you…”
Sanji bites his lip. “I know you are, darling. But you need better training, don’t you?”
I nod. He grins, finally taking off his underwear. Already hard and leaking pre, I can see exactly how much he’s getting off on this.
A gasp is ripped from me as he tugs on the leash. “I suppose since you’re just getting started, I’ll have mercy.” His long fingers brush between my legs, dipping into my slick entrance. “So wet for me already, hm? You like being manhandled and ordered about like this, do you?”
I bite my lip and arch against his hand. “Yes sir! Ahh…!”
“Mm… That’s it. Let me hear everything. You can scream and no one will hear you here.” He smirks and flicks my nipple with his tongue. “No one will come to save you.”
Moaning as he pushes three fingers inside me, he bullies me relentlessly. Twisting, rubbing, curling inside me, he loosens me far less gently than normal. His thumb rubs circles on my throbbing clit.
He shifts, using his thick thigh to push mine apart. Moving between them, I can feel his hardness against my leg.
The sounds my body makes as he works me open grow louder, and he watches with glazed eyes as his thick fingers sink into me over and over.
“I can hardly wait to have a meal of you, kitten. But I’m starving for more after such a long trip getting here.”
He removes his fingers and holds the up to my lips. When I hesitate, he says, “Go on. Clean them for me.”
Slowly, I obey. Opening my mouth, he presses his wet fingers against my tongue. I shiver as I lick my essence off, running my tongue between his fingers and sucking.
He shudders. “I have so much to teach you, my pet. I so look forward to your training~”
Impatient and in the mood to punish, he moves over me, aligning himself with my already dripping entrance.
I hold his intense gaze, my heart pounding out of my chest as he slowly pushes himself inside me. He doesn’t give me nearly as much time today to adjust to his thick girth, but seeing my discomfort, he strokes my hair.
“So good. Taking me so well, aren’t you? I knew you could do it, kitten.” He sucks in a breath as he bottoms out, groaning loudly. “I love you so much. Fuck, so much. So good for me.”
His large body cages me in, tugging on my leash as he arches into me. Pulling back, the tight muscles try to repel him before sucking him in deeper.
We moan and keen in each other’s ears as he quickly settles into a rather desperate rhythm.
“Finally. I’ve been dying to be inside you for so long.”
I choke a little and writhe beneath him as he fucks me, my tied hands resting between us on his chest.
“M-master! Agh! Mm!”
While his pace is faster than he usually starts with, he’s not brutal in the strength behind it, allowing my body the chance to adjust a bit to the large intrusion.
The bright room is filled with all the maddening sounds of sex, and I am just losing myself to the cadence of his thrusts when he pulls out entirely.
With a sound as much of pleasure as frustration, he looks down at me, his wet cock throbbing. “I have so much planned for you, little one. I hope you’re ready.
I am left to his mercy as he manhandles me into a different position. My leg is hauled over his chest, leaving me open and dripping before he pushes back in.
Tugging the leash again, Sanji starts back up.
I moan and gasp, grasping desperately at his arm as he goes faster, pounding into me at a new angle that makes me see stars.
“S-Sanji! Ah! Master…!”
He curses under his breath. Adjusting the way his hips hit mine, his pelvis rubs against my clit enough to send me closer to the edge.
I can see through the tears pricking at my eyes enough to see his smirk. “Go on, I want you to cum for me, girl. I’m going to overstim you for the rest of the night until you’re begging me to stop.”
Suddenly his thrusts are mercilessly fast. Holding my leg against his chest, he keeps me from being able to move my hips away from the onslaught of overwhelming pleasure.
The sound of wetness and his panting is enough to propel me over the edge already.
“I’m g-going to- I’m coming!”
Looking up at his face, half hidden behind his hair, he nods. “Cum for me.”
The feeling of the collar cutting off a little of my air is a novel sensation, and I gasp and moan, surrendering to the sheer feeling of it all.
Hot pleasure seizes me as I cream all over his relentlessly thrusting cock, squeezing him so hard that he has to push a little harder to keep his tempo.
A loud moan echoes through the room along with the sound of my wetness. Sanji curses and flips me fully onto my stomach, pulling me into his lap. Hardly breaking his rhythm, he continues ruthlessly.
“Ah! W-wait!”
He chuckles darkly. “You’re mine to do with as I please, right? You’ll have to beg much, much better than that to persuade me to do anything, kitten.”
I whimper into the sheets as he leans down to pepper my trembling shoulders with kisses.
“I look forward to seeing just how much you can take, my love~ When we’re done in a bit, let’s go to the beach. I’ve always wanted to try fucking in the ocean~”
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just-wrting · 6 months
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Fell For You
Title: Fell For You
Pairing: LA!Vinsmoke Sanji x Reader
Summary: You know that a certain charming cook gets feelings easily, but when he asks for your help, you can't refuse.
Word Count: 1629
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A/N: I promise I've been working on this stuff, life just isn't cooperating with me. If it's not feeling physically like shit, it's having a rough time mentally or just working at a weird time. I'll make my way through this list eventually just maybe when I do a challenge it'll be after seeing my neurologist.
It’s been a week since you noticed the change. When you first met, you didn't think he had been flirting with you, but now you have the feeling he is. It’s a bit of a surprise really, considering not many men have ever been into you.
It started with small gestures, your favorite foods more often, and frequent snacks. Then it escalated to a pet name and gentle hands on your shoulders during fights. You aren’t opposed to any of these things, it just confuses you.
“Man, it must be nice to get an extra portion,” Luffy whines. “Sanji, can I have more meat?”
“Since there’s more than enough, yes. Just stop asking (Y/N) for their portions.”
You watch Sanji as he piles Luffy’s plate with more food. It’s impressive how much he’s able to put away without getting sick. You wouldn’t mind giving him some of your food, Sanji has just gotten a bit protective.
It’s not completely unwarranted, you’ve never been good at fighting. In fact, you’re so terrible at it that you’re wondering how you ended up as a pirate. Maybe fate had interesting ways of making you miserable. Being with the Strawhats made it easier to deal with.
“I prefer smaller meals anyway, so I don’t mind sharing,” you reassure Luffy. “I’ve gotta save room for the best part of the meal, dessert.”
Sanji hovers around you. You’d rather have him sit down, but he’s stubborn and has yet to actually sit next to you. Whenever you offer, he gets this odd look on his face and mumbles some sort of excuse.
“It’s your lucky day then, mon chou, I’ve made some eclairs.”
He sets the tray in front of you, giving you a soft smile. You’re unsure of what a mon chou is, but you let him call you that. He seems quite happy when you respond to it, so you’ll play along a little longer.
The eclair is firm, with a sweet cream filling. The chocolate is semi-sweet, having a bit of a bitter taste which is nice and makes the pastry not overpoweringly sweet. Not that you would care, dessert is dessert, and Sanji has made some amazing treats. You could get used to this sort of treatment.
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Almost everyone else is asleep, but you can’t help yourself. Most of the eclairs were eaten while you savored yours, so you’re craving another. Sanji promised you he’d bring you more later, but he hasn't come yet.
You know he’s awake, when you see the table covered in various desserts. There’s brownies cut neatly into squares and hearts, cookies of all different types, and even mini cakes halfway decorated. It’s an impressive layout, and you can’t wait to dig in.
“I don’t think he’ll mind,” you whisper, trying to convince yourself that your crime will be okay. “He won’t even notice if a few of these are missing.”
“Actually, I keep track of all the food we have on the Merry,” Sanji says from behind you. “Though if it’s you, I don’t mind if some go missing.”
You pull a chair closer to the table and wave him over. “Since you’re the chef, where do I start?”
Sanji is slow to take a seat, and he makes sure to sit a ways away. “As long as you like them all, it doesn’t matter. Do tell me how they taste, as a favor.”
You give him a cheeky grin. “Oh, you’re asking me for favors now? You’ll owe me a favor then.”
He looks away from you, so you dig in. The first dessert is the colorful array of macaroons. They melt on your tongue and the tartness of fresh raspberries pairs well with the sweetness of the cream, and you close your eyes to savor the taste. It’s such a delicate sort of cookie that you can’t help but enjoy.
Sanji’s gaze makes you feel a bit warm, wondering if you got it all over your face somehow. It doesn’t stop you from savoring the treat.
“Give me another one,” you demand, eyes still closed. “I want it to be a surprise.”
There’s a pause. After a moment, you hear a fork against a plate. You feel like maybe you’re teasing him, but you don’t want to open your eyes. You’d like to try to guess what he’s feeding you.
“Open up.” His voice is barely a whisper.
You comply, feeling the rich cake settle on your tongue. As soon as you feel the fork drop it, you close your mouth to savor the cake. This one was certainly made with your favor of sweets in mind, with a sweet chocolate taste almost overwhelming your senses. It’s paired with a cherry filling, and you’re shocked by how perfectly it compliments the chocolate.
“This is amazing,” you mumble out, covering your mouth. “I could get used to this.”
After opening your eyes, you’re glad to see Sanji has moved his chair closer to you. The moon light makes his light blonde hair look pale, and you’re tempted to study how handsome he really is. Once he notices you staring however, he looks away from you.
“Can I ask you for another favor?”
You nod. “As long as I can keep trying these.”
You don’t think he hears you, due to the fact that he’s nervously playing with a towel. It doesn’t bother you. It’s clearly something that he isn’t too sure about, so you’ll wait until he’s ready.
“I’ve been having a hard time figuring out how I feel about someone. I don’t think I’ve ever felt like this before,” he explains softly. “Can you help me figure out what it is?”
You toss the last bite of a second macaroon in your mouth. After finishing, you start talking. “Sure. How about you start by closing your eyes.”
After Sanji complies, you scoot closer to him. Waving your hand in front of his face, you’re satisfied that he’s got his eyes tightly closed.
“Think about this person. Just about them during the day to day life. Now tell me what happens. What does your body do?”
Sanji’s face starts to turn red. “Is my face turning red? I get the feeling it is. That and my chest feels tight, my heart is racing, and my stomach feels weird. Not nauseous, but like I can’t eat.”
“I bet your hands are also sweaty, aren’t they?” you ask, and he nods. “Now, can you imagine holding hands with this person? What about kissing them? How about holding them tightly during the night as you sleep?”
Somehow, his face gets more red. “I-” he pauses and swallows hard. “I can.”
“That settles it. I think you have genuine feelings for this person. Perhaps even love them,” you tease.
Suddenly, his eyes shoot open. “I’m sure I left something in the oven.”
As Sanji makes his way to the oven, you pout. While it’s convenient for him to have forgotten something in the oven, you wanted to know who this person is.
Determined to get an answer, you follow him and sit on the counter. You kick your legs back and forth waiting for him to pay attention to you. Thankfully, he sets the next set of cookies on the counter next to you.
“Don’t touch them, they’re hot.”
You ponder his order, still pouting. “Only if you tell me who this person is. Consider it my payment for the favors.”
He sets his hands next to your thighs and leans his head against your shoulder. You can smell his soap due to how close he is and you can feel your heart start to race. Desperate to ignore the feeling, you keep teasing him.
“Is it…” you drawl, “Zoro? Is it because he can wield three swords? That is impressive.”
Sanji lets out a groan. “That green haired oaf? Impossible.”
“Well then, who is it? Come on, Sanji.”
He doesn’t respond and instead continues to rest his head on you. It’s quite cute to see him like this, and you really want to fluster him even more. You’ve got a feeling about who this mystery crush could be, but you want to hear him say it.
“Please. I’ll keep it a secret,” you say in a singsong voice.
Still, the silence drags on. This time, he turns his head to place his nose in the crook of your neck. You have to stifle a giggle since his breath tickles.
“Mon chou, why do you want to know?”
“Maybe I just wanna know about you. Maybe I like the drama. But that doesn’t matter,” you say. “Can I cash in my favor? Right now?”
Sanji nods and mumbles in agreement.
“Then, can you kiss me?”
“Don’t ask such a thing of me, mon chou.”
He pulls his head out of your neck and faces you. You don’t think you’ve ever seen anyone look this flustered, and you know you’ve confirmed it. However, there is a sinking feeling in your stomach.
“Why can’t I? If you do, then I know who you like. If you don’t, then I’ll keep guessing.”
Sanji hums in thought, his face close to yours. All words die in your throat. Despite how nervous you know he is, his hands are steady as he holds your cheek.
“Because I’m not sure if I can stop myself.”
His lips are soft as he kisses you. It’s more tender than you expected, and you wrap your arms around his neck. He tastes sweet, and you find yourself wanting more.
Despite his claims, Sanji keeps his hands on the counter. That doesn’t stop him from kissing you senselessly. You aren’t sure how long you stay like that, though when he finally stops kissing you, the cookies have cooled.
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brainddeadd · 7 months
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Tarek Yassin Skylar aka Taz Skylar:
5 December 1995
Born in Spain
Father of Lebanese decent, mother of English decent
Dyslexic (legally illiterate)
Dropped out of high school at 15
Had a car accident that caused a concussion which meant he couldn't join the British Army
Actor and screenwriter
Did his own stunts for opla
Took professional cooking classes for opla
Took professional kickboxing classes for opla
Became chef for the production team for opla
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Taz’s debut play WARHEADS examined PTSD in young soldiers and was based on the experiences of a childhood friend
Runs the charity ANYONE CAN WRITE that runs free workshops for 30 to 50 young writers who are from low-income backgrounds
A boy that’s afraid of the water learns how to ride it.
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ceoofsanji · 8 months
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his flirty side. oh i'm unwell...
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lalospollos · 7 months
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lil babies <3
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imagine being in the kitchen with sanji
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"What about lobster tartare?"
The newest member of the Straw Hats looked over with a bright, knowing smile. "With my eyes closed."
You leaned forward, elbows on the counter island. Sanji, handsome in his pinstriped button down and tie, laughed when you started rattling out different meal ideas. Each one he promised he could cook with a swag of confidence that intrigued you more than you thought cooking could.
Okay, it wasn't cooking that was intriguing.
But the cook himself.
"Any more ideas? I'd be happy to go over them after dinner...perhaps we could chitchat over some wine?"
Matching his gaze, you shrugged. "I don't like playboys."
Sanji smirked, eyes soft as he placed down the knife in his hand and swiped the kitchen cloth off his shoulder. He cleaned his hands before tucking them into his pockets. His eyes studied you for a brief moment, anticipation heated your veins - you didn't care in that moment that there was a chance he'd ruin you.
"I don't like games. Never have."
He was in.
He knew it, you knew it; and there was nothing anyone could do about it.
Reaching over for the grapes he had placed down in a bowl for everyone to snack on, you brought one to your mouth but smiled at the man. "I hate sleeping alone, it gets pretty cold in my bunk."
Sanji looked down shyly at the counter; you could see a hint of blush warm his cheeks but then his expression changed and he looked at you with challenging eyes.
"I think I can help with that, love."
"I think you can too."
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gear5luffy21 · 3 months
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Just a silly goofy video for Live Action Sanlu. Please don't take my headcanons and this video seriously
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piratefairy-moonlight · 7 months
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support group for the girls, gays and theys who are simping for opla Sanji only to find out about anime Sanji apparently being a perv sometimes
(from what I've heard reading some comments, I'm not that far yet)
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obedient-punk · 7 months
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Forgot that i drew my baby in Sketchbook Taz was adorable in opla
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