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ama-ded · 14 hours

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Рисунки из аска

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uniquetosmbody · 14 hours

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DEATH PACT

“You promised me to end all of this..”

“And you wanted me to end this…”

“Thank you…”

“But it was you who actually did this”

“It’s-.. it wasn’t me…”

“It was you, Sanji. You did it”

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norakbubbles · 2 days

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Sanji: You know, Luffy gives Nami flowers everyday, I wish you'd do that too

Zoro: Okay

*Later*

Zoro: *gives Nami flowers*

Nami: ???

Zoro: I don't know, I'm confused as well

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pls-hold-me-im-justa-weeb · 2 days

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SANJI HAND APPRECIATION POST- NSFW

TW's: hand kink, sucking on fingers, fingering (GN reader), 69

Word Count: 991 (unedited)

Thinking about Sanji's hands- how they're precious to him and how they can make the meals his nakama thrive off of.

Thinking about how you'd just stare at them as he was smoking or cooking, and thinking you were interested in the activity instead of him.

Thinking about how once you get into a relationship, how you wait a little bit so he knows that you're not just in it for the sex, so you hold his hand and kiss the back of it.

How Sanji holds your hands reverently with the very hands he refuses to fight with. How you could stare at his hands for hours, and how you love it when he decides to adorn his fingers with rings.

How he is so gentle when touching you, skimming his fingers over every inch of your body- every imperfection and every mark that makes the story of your life.

How eventually, when he caresses your cheek and traces your lips with a gentle finger, you suck it into your mouth. How he freezes and blushes but lets you lave your tongue over the digit and suck while keeping eye contact.

About how Sanji can't stop thinking about the image of you sucking on his fingers and absolutely loving it.

"My love... just give me a second I can't... mmh! I can't... hah~"

You don't answer, your mouth full of his two fingers as you pump his dick in time with the pumping of his fingers. Your drool drips onto his dick, lubricating it. You look up at him, on your knees before him as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Fuck... you just love my hands, don't you? So greedy for them- hng! and so... fuck I can't hold back anymore."

He yanked his hand out of your mouth and stood, stooping down to pick you up by the waist and place you on the bed. He lays down on his back and guides your body so you're straddling his face and his cock is laying hard against his abdomen in front of your face. You whine at the change but immediatly dip your head down to lick and suck at his balls.

"Mmh! So good. My little angel is so good for me, my darling," he babbles praise mindlessly, his hands tracing over your hips and ass as he gets closer and closer to your ready hole. With each close pass of his fingers, your hole clenches around nothing, and his voice gets more breathless.

"Lemme take care of you, okay? Let me watch as you cum on my fingers. Moan all over my cock for me, hm?"

His fingers finally find your slick hole, and begin to slowly sink in. You quieted your loud moan by shoving his dick in your mouth, and you squeal a little as he finds your sweet spot quickly. He slowly, almost excruciatingly slowly pumps a finger in and out, and you could tell he was staring at his glistening fingers disappearing into you. The thought of the sight sent another moan through your chest, and he gasped as the vibrations echoed around his cock.

"If you keep moaning like that, I'm going to cum," he warned. You didn't care, rocking your hips back onto his long, slender fingers. He kept his hand in place, letting you fuck yourself on his middle finger, then let his ring finger come up to prod at the slick opening. As the finger worked its way in, you rocked back faster, using the motion of your body to suck his dick at the same time.

"Ohhh~ good job. Doing it all by yourself? Okay, baby that's enough now. Just moan and drool on my cock as I finger fuck you, okay?"

You stilled your rocking and reached out with one hand between his knees to stabilize yourself. He began quickly, shoving his fingers skillfully into you and pushing on your sweet spot. You could only moan and whine, lightly shoved forward by the force of his thrusts to choke on his dick.

He added another finger, and your voice raised in pitch with the pleasure coursing through your veins. You popped off his dick, unable to keep still enough to protect him from your teeth. Your words were pretty little jumbles of how his fingers felt so good, and your free hand worked the tip of his dick quickly in time with his thrusts.

Your breathing sharpened and a tiny whine left your throat before his tongue joined his expert fingers, snapping the coil in your abdomen as you came on his fingers. He worked you through your orgasm, watching intently as you pulsed around his fingers. Nearing the end of your orgasm, you took him back into your mouth and bobbed your head a few times. His fingers twitched inside you, and hearing the release of his grunt and tasting him cumming down your thrat made you cum again.

You pulled your mouth off his dick and flopped to the side, out of breath. Sanji shifted so he could take you into his arms, but you grabbed his hand before he could wipe it off.

Still flushed from your orgasm, he watched as you took his fingers into your mouth, laving your tongue over them to clean them off. You finally pulled them out of your mouth, then eyed his lips hungrily. He closed the distance, letting you suck his tongue into your mouth with a moan. You cleaned off the remnants of your essence from his tongue while one of his hands rested gently around your neck. He wasn't choking you at all, but it made you melt.

Finally content with yourself, you pulled back after one final kiss. You curled up with your back against his chisled chest, playing with his fingers.

"I'm happy you like my hands so much," he murmured. You nodded.

"I love them, mainly because I love you."

#sanji x reader #sanji appreciation #hand kink #whoops #oh well #one piece #one piece fanfiction #one piece headcanons #one piece fluff #i want this so bad #can I just hold his hand #one piece sanji #black leg sanji #op sanji #sanji #vinsmoke sanji

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raspberrydraws · 24 hours

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// mlp x op

one of the funnier parts of wci to me, is the idea of the rescue team showing up in wano with sanji, and it's clear to the wano team that something happened whilst they were apart. maybe luffy and the others are clingier, or maybe sanji looks tired and depressed. just something that the others then go "????? what the fuck happened??" at

but in the pony au,,, the idea of sanji going to whole cake and the entire crew believes and knows that he is a unicorn, only for him to later show up in wano sporting as a god damn alicorn with wings of all things.

(sorry if this contradicts your au & how that particular reveal is handled and i missed it, i just had the image of zoro, usopp, robin and franky being beYOND confused because they are reasonably sure they would've noticed if sanji had WINGS but-)

No actually I love this, I think they were pretty shocked !!! of course we still have... less observant members

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usoppsfattit · 14 hours

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Finished it it's messy tho (⁠ᗒ⁠ᗩ⁠ᗕ⁠)

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#sanji/usopp #usopp/sanji #sanuso art #sanuso #usosan #usopp #one piece usopp #op usopp #one piece sanji #god usopp #black leg sanji #my sillies #op sanji #sanji #one piece #one piece fanart

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draptoryx · 2 days

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water 7 sanji

#one piece #fanart #digital art #sanji #small artist #one piece fanart #art #digital artist #digital fanart #one piece sanji #sanji op #op sanji #one piece water 7 #water 7 #black foot sanji #sanji fanart #artist #fanartist

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hoao · 3 days

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thinking about thriller bark zoro sacrificing himself for his crew and luffy’s dream and then standing still, alone, in the middle of collapsed buildings painted red with his own blood, for who knows how long until sanji finds him. just him and his weak breathing and his aching body and death right behind him until sanji gets to him. a lonely sacrifice and a (not so) secret everlasting burden.

#thriller bark arc #thriller bark #one piece #op #roronoa zoro #op zoro #one piece zoro #op roronoa zoro #op sanji #one piece sanji #monkey d. luffy #also the intimacy of zoro and sanji’s shared truth #even though others saw and found out #they were the ones to live through it #zosan #one piece zosan #op zosan #zolu #one piece zolu

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my-love-is-sunlight · 3 days

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Dance with me

Sanji x gardener!reader

Gn reader + fluff drabble based on this post by @misslovasstuff 🫶🏻

The orange light that hangs from the kitchen roof contrast with the dark skies and shinny stars all across it, the sea is calm, almost trying to lull everyone on the ship to close their eyes. No danger awaits the crew as they sleep soundly

Well almost everyone

Every night after dinner, Sanji stays to clean up and maybe do some breakfast prep or some quick snacks to toss Luffy tomorrow day

You sit content on the table, feet hanging as they move at the rhythm of the music from the den den radio, humming along completely lost on its melody as you make your dear chef some company

Sanji can’t help but smile to himself, this rare uneventful night that gifts him this moment that feels so domestic and just so right. He steals you a glance, your humming turning into a quiet singing, every note swiping him off his feet

He wipes his hands on a towel before he approaches you, his eyes never leaving your sight. When he comes across your line of vision you smile brightly at him, melting him into a puddle in front of you. He turns the volume of the den den radio up, an offering hand extended your way as he does a little reverence making you giggle at his well known antics

“Would you please be so kind as to gift me this dance, my love?” He says peeking at your expression, expectant

Without hesitation you take his hand and stand up with him, your hands growing fresh flowers at his touch

“I should warn you, I am not a dancer” a slight pink sits on your cheeks, a little nervous to follow along

But Sanji doesn’t listen, one of his hands travel to your waist while the other extends your arm to the side, naturally making your free hand to sit on top of his toned shoulders, the so familiar feeling of the fabric of his tailored shirt settling your nerves

“Just follow me”

Carefully he sways your bodies to the rhythm of the song playing, eyes locked into each other like a bounding spell. The kitchen floor creeks with every step you take, but it doesn’t bother you

The intimacy of it all makes you feel like you’re suspended on air, light as a feather as you move around completely lost on the moment. Maybe the lighting is a little off, maybe you’re both very sleep deprived and exhausted from a long hardworking day, but Sanji looks so happy, so beautiful, so unreal

Ocean eyes looking back with so much tenderness; his hands delicately gripping on your form, as if making sure you’re real, that you’re there with him; his blonde hair moves along with his steps revealing his handsome face; the so comforting smell of smoke and fresh fruit and his sweet smile

You could have this forever

He makes you turn which earns a laugh out of you, and in that moment Sanji feels like the luckiest man on the seas, your laugh even more beautiful of a melody than the music on the background

“And you said you weren’t a dancer” he whispers playfully, his breath hitting your neck

“I guess I just needed a prince to come and show me how to really do it” he immediately blushes, stumbling as your voice calling him a prince echoes in his head over and over again

In a swift move to the right, you remove your hand from his as you make petals fall from your hands all around you. You circle back to Sanji as he remains perplexed at your action, he keeps dancing but his mind is full with you you and you

The song ends and you stay entangled in the middle of the kitchen, smiling back at each other completely lovesick

“I love you” he whispers out of breath, your hands leaving to reach for his face, your lips find his like they always do and you kiss effervescently, like a dream you don’t want to wake up from

“If life by your side is like this, I want it to be forever you”

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merbear25 · 9 hours

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Having a spicy dream about you

You'd crept your way into their minds when they were at their most vulnerable―sound asleep. Your captivating nature seduced them in their dreams, leaving their bodies susceptible to the aftermath in reality.

CW: SFW but very suggestive (wet dreams), gn!reader

Monster trio

Luffy: indulging in a celebratory feast, he imagined you there by his side sharing laughs and fun stories with everyone. Having an abundance of food splayed out for you, stuffing his face with whatever he grabbed, your hand got caught in the crossfire. Nearly shoving your hand into his mouth, the bonk you gave him on the head snapped him out of it. The short fit of bickering that followed somehow morphed the scenery to only the two of you; everyone else was gone and you two were starting to lightly poke at each other’s sides, which led to tickling and eventually had him fully on top of you.

Clanking from the kitchen broke his spell and the seductive aroma of breakfast fully got his attention. Marching into the kitchen with his belly empty and his smile full, his grin was turned upside down when his eyes fell on you. Bits from his dream were hazy, yet those parts at the end with you were the most prominent.

When you greeted him, he simply stared at you, trying to force those remnants of you deep into the crevices of his mind. Taking his seat, you were rightfully confused and taken aback by his coldness but decided to drop it. In doing so, you never found out what his deal was, but even if you had grilled him, he would’ve taken it to his grave.

Zoro: Giving each swing his all against each foe that threw themselves at him, he wasn’t even breaking a sweat. Failing to live up to their reputation, the clan cowered, but that was until their leader, who’d scurried off earlier, came back with you in chains. Trying to get the upper hand, they’d sealed their fate, for the wielded blades came crashing down on the empire they’d been building. With you having been terrified for your life, you wanted nothing more than to thank your hero. He was feeling particularly self-indulgent and allowed himself to get lost in the pleasures you were so willing to give.

Seconds before the dream progressed, a large wave crashing against the side of the ship jolted him awake. Wide-eyed at the lude subcontext, he couldn’t do much for a moment other than blink. Shaking off the thoughts of where the dream was heading, he wiped the sleep from his eyes. The sun was blinding, so he didn’t notice you approaching him.

“Hm?” He glared at your muffled yapping.

“I said your back’s all wet!” You laughed off his rigidness, since he looked rather silly sitting with a grumpy face and soaked in sea water.

Brushing off your giggles, he avoided eye contact. He didn’t want to be reminded of how he’d pictured you in his dream. You could expect the rest of the day to play out like this: minimal, mostly one-sided, conversations. He had no intention of telling you about his dream and would rather shove it away, so as not to die of embarrassment.

Sanji: The sea breeze had just picked up as the setting sunlight casted upon your face—your beauty only rivaled by the gods. You'd just pulled out of a steamy kiss, your taste still lingering on his lips. Looking deep into each other's eyes, you motioned your head lower. Vision blurring from your generosity, a loud crash from the kitchen rudely awoke him.

Jolting awake, he was still in a daze. Shouting came from the kitchen, making him roll his eyes at the assumption that Luffy had something to do with the commotion. Peering down, a wet patch had started seeping on the covers. Throwing on the first pair of pants he saw, he waited for the redness in his face to subside before venturing outside his room.

If it were any other day, he’d be thrilled to see your lovely face. You were still as gorgeous as ever, although it was torment to gaze at you with such thoughts of ‘if only’ still stampeding through his fantasies. Feeling as if he’d brought shame to you, he wasn’t the most talkative the first half of the day. When you asked what was wrong, he may or may not tell you…depending solely on how you approached this situation.