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buggyandthebartoclub · 5 months
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MDNI / AGELESS BLOGS!!!! I’ll block you!! Add some kind of adult identifier to your blog or I’ll block you!!! Pleaseeeeee stop making me block yallllll come on 😭😭😭 (divider by @/saradika)
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Sanji would eat you out like every lick would clean a part of his soul and every suck and swirl could mend the heart he says shattered when he saw you because you weren’t his and he’d have blood running down his face and he’d smear it all over your thighs as he’s kissing and licking and biting and marking you all the way up to what he swears is his favorite meal and he’ll taste you and savor you until the bed is drenched you both feel high and breathless, trembling as his breath is hot against your skin where he lays against your thigh all disheveled and bloody and utterly gone from his mind when you run hands through his messy hair and make him whine when you whisper your thanks against his throat and -
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revasserium · 16 days
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i’m CRAVING a sanji fic rn 🤤🤤
maybe something on showing affection with him? cause i feel like he’s kinda superficial with his affection when first trying to get with u, but then as the relationship progresses the affection becomes so much more.
well ur in luck bc i do have a sanji fic cookin currently but who knows how long it'll take me to actually finish... in the meantime... here are some sanji domestic/affectionate!headcanons bc why not
in the beginning, it would be the grand gestures -- always waking you up with a kiss and coffee (or tea, if you're sick, or just don't feel like coffee that day) and your favorite foods; a bouquet of fresh flowers (do not ask him how he obtains these in the middle of the ocean; he will not tell you and robin remarks loftily one day that you might not like the answer)
in the beginning, he'd tell you he loves you every single hour, lest you forget for even a minute, even though it's only been like... a week and you're not entirely sure what "love" means quite yet
and then, it'd taper off, not because the 'honeymoon phase' is over, but because he'd find other ways to show you -- other ways of tellin you he loves you without telling you in so many words
there's still breakfast, but sometimes instead of coffee or tea, there's a book that you mentioned you'd been wanting to read, there's an origami crane folded out of the napkin with such excruciating care it almost breaks your heart, there's a note written in his sloppy, slanted handwriting that he dreamt of you last night and couldn't figure out if he wanted to wake up to tell you or keep sleeping not to break the fragile dream
and the "i love you"s become something else too -- they become "how did you sleep, love?" and "i knew you'd be craving that" and "c'mon, drink up -- there's more where that came from" and "tell me about your dreams" and "funny, those sound an awful lot like my dreams too".
it'd solidify, this kind of love -- his kind of love -- into something much quieter than anyone might suspect. this kind of love that simmers, the kind of love that curls around you like a hot bath, that draws you in
it's the way he always saves the wishbone whenver he cooks up any kind of bird, how he always waits till everything is done and the kitchen's all cleaned up before pulling you toward the counter, to the tiny little bone with it's winged flanges, him holding one end, the other offered out like a promise (or a wish)
you've pulled so many between you that you've lost count of how many wishes you've made, until you're laughing and complaining that you're running out of things to wish for
"what do you wish for?" you ask one day, when you've tugged and sanji gets the wish, to which he only looks at you and says, "always the same thing, actually. always... just another day with you."
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blacklegsanjiii · 17 days
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Thpughts on the RLS!Siblings?? 👀
Mostly about how funny would be some interactions with RLS + ASL siblings bc y'know, lusan. Like, they doing a "family dinner" kinda thing, but with much much caos and Luffy loving his boyfriend :)
Also, I love your posts! Your Misora fic is amazing, I reread at least two chapters everyday 😭❤
Ah, I'm glad you liked NBL! Its definitely a rare pair I'll love until the end of time.
As for my thoughts on RSL with an ASL family dinner: you're right it would be chaotic. Sabo and Koala are visiting and checking in when the Heart Pirates show up so Luffy throws a party because it's two family reunions in one. So Law is putting up with Luffy's shenanigans as Robin is catching Sabo up on the fact she, Sanji, and Law are also siblings. Sanji is cooking for the feast as Ace is talking with Shachi and Penguin.
At some point Law manages to corral the five of them into the Tang for a more private conversation. So the six of them are in the mess hall of the Polar Tang to talk, mostly about how RSL became siblings. Luffy is sitting on Sanji much to Law and Sabo's annoyance, Ace is laughing as he sits next to Sanji who knows it's a losing battle on every end for him. Robin is giggling as she sits between Law and Sabo, Luffy immediately starts playing with Sanji's hands.
Law throws a room out but is promptly fended off by Robin's devil fruit and Sanji does kick Law in the shin.
Sabo threatens to remove the cook from life if he does anything to hurt Luffy. Sanji has questions about why Sabo phrased it like that because look at Sanji's brother and sister. Look at them Sabo.
Sanji's been threatened far worse for far less. And he says so. Do better Sabo.
Sabo is absolutely offended by Sanji's attitude towards his threat but Ace has absolutely lost it and Law has given up to join his sister and Luffy in giggling as the blonds stare down each other. If they thought they were going to have a serious discussion they were wrong. Sanji is just like "I'm the only person in the room without a devil fruit and I can still set myself on fire" which makes Sabo look at Luffy in disbelief and ask where he found him. A fish shaped floating restaurant in the East Blue is not an acceptable answer apparently.
Robin says that she and Law found Sanji in the North Blue before that. Law hums and says that maybe the North Blue was good for something, despite sending Sanji to the East Blue and Robin to the Grand Line and keeping him there but Robin points out he got to keep Bepo. Law says he lost all three of his families but at least he got the bear in the most sarcastic tone.
Luffy asks what he means so Law talks about Amber Lead and his home town, Rosinante who adopted him and then sacrificed himself for him, and then Sanji and Robin. The glare Robin and Sanji get is very familiar and Robin pats Law's shoulder and off handedly mentions the three buster calls she's survived and Sanji points out he and Luffy were there for two of them. Robin acknowledges that despite Law's very, very tired look.
"I stabbed myself in the face to prove to Shanks I was tough, but I was aiming for my eye." Luffy says as he plays with Sanji's fingers.
"How did he convince you to be with him?" Law asks Sanji with despair.
"He refused my refusal." Sanji deadpans.
"Have you tried killing him?" Ace asks. "That's what Sabo and I used to do before we gave in."
"I tried killing myself." Sanji shrugs as Luffy immediately pinches his wrist in punishment for his phrasing making him hiss in pain.
"Yeah, you broke your back kicking me and Nami out of the way of an avalanche and I had to dig you out." Luffy grumbles.
"That's on you Captain, you could have left him there." Robin smiles.
"I would have." Law agrees before he looks at Sanji. "You broke your back?"
"Mhm, fought the next day." Sanji answers as everyone stares at him except Luffy. "Thanks for saving my boyfriend and his brother by the way." Sanji waves of the looks easily.
"Yeah, no problem. Figured you had all died and he didn't need that too." Law nods.
"Our apologies." Robin says.
"None of you guys are allowed to die." Luffy orders them all. They all agree easily.
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postmoderne · 2 years
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ranking my own zosan fics
tooting my own horn... or criticizing my writing. 
11.  snack time ahoy this one ranks last because its just a couple hundred word, a short experimental one shot/drabble. personally, i like it and think its cute
10. Once in a While yes, its the drabble collection, hahaha! some of the drabbles are of higher quality than others, but theyre all pretty short, pretty fluffy. nothing to be too mad at
9. attractive i know that this is, by numbers, one of my more popular fics but... its one of the more... low effort pieces, quite frankly. as always, its cute, fluffy, lighthearted, funny... i like writing more wholesome fics.
8. the GOLD we made along the way this fic is... an AU, for one, a modern AU. its also more angsty than my other fics, i think. idk, i feel like the characters are a bit ooc. which usually comes with them not being in their canon setting, i suppose
7. join the circus, it’ll be fun (they said) this is also an AU and tbh it’s a bit out there. its a bit off the rails. circus AU? i cant really explain this one. i think its fun, though
6. Something Golden one thing about me... i’ll use the word gold and something in a fic title. this one is almost set in canon universe. as much as a fic where two characters fall in love that wont ever fall in love in actual canon... can be. its sweet, bit melancholic at the end but tbh not really because we know... theyre gonna get together. in this canon-non-canon universe
5. Professional Hair Care this is a one shot where i think i might write a continuation. bc i liked the idea, i like writing “elderly” zosan, when theyre all settled down... i like this fic but id like it more if it was.... if i wrote... more. expanded upon this universe. 
4. sanji hates (winter islands) my first zosan fic! i think it mostly still holds up, its also my second most kudos’d fic, so i think people like this one. its fluffy (as i usually provide, fic wise), sort of pre-slash. i kinda like leaving fics open as pre-slash but like. its clear theyre in love with each other, so its never that open of an ending. 
3. Fisherman’s Delight to be honest... as this is a multi-chap fic and still on-going... lets just say i have hopes for this. i want to get it done, even if its all short chapters... i kinda want it to be/read like a diary? journal? but not really. id never write in first person, bc we have left that in the 2010s. its not high lit but im enjoying the journey of writing it so far.
2. Flutter Fairy Island technically canon. and also veryyy out there, i know. its fairy-tale based and i admit that its a bit... something else. however, i do think this is an underrated fic. but that might just be me. it really is a bit experimental but also, like, classic... classic tropes, iykwim? idk, i just like this one
1. Old Men Blues my post kudos’d fic! as ive mentioned, i love old!zosan. “old”. theyre ageless, timeless, haha! ive also thought about continuing this one bc... again... i love writing older zosan. settled down. househusband!zoro. hihihi
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cheydoesfandom · 4 years
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ZoSan fic for SetSailExchange
So this is my entry, written for @thisisaonepiecesideblog
I’m posting kinda last-minute bc I was procrastinating. I hope you enjoy it, it’s not exactly what I wanted to write, but... Here it is!
This is definitely pre-ship, I hope you like it!!
zoro POV, 1200 words, I don’t have a title, sorry
Sanji was a flirt, that much was obvious.  Any time a girl crossed his path, he became something like a wet noodle, flailing and tripping all over himself in an attempt to compliment and impress.  Sometimes it was kind of funny, watching the idiot make a fool of himself.  Some women ignored him, continuing on their way with hardly a glance.  Some tittered in an irritating way, allowing him to shower them in pretty words and empty promises, before Sanji was dragged off by one of their own crew (usually Nami, harping about wasted time).
Zoro was decidedly not sociable in the same ways.  He liked to keep to himself most of the time, especially when they made port.  It often resulted in him wandering off alone, only catching up when he was most needed, stumbling upon his friends all but accidentally.  Sometimes he would end up in a bar, drinking the whole time.  Sometimes he wound up in the woods on the outskirts of whatever village they were visiting, and when he could find someone or something worth fighting while he was out, it just made the day better.  Zoro loved a good fight, any chance to test his skills.
But sometimes, Nami would assign partners.  To keep track of each other, keep everyone on task, and minimize what she referred to as “destructive distractions”.  Basically, she wanted them to babysit each other, which never worked as well as she would hope.
It wasn’t uncommon for Zoro and Sanji to be sent to the market together.  Which was fine, Zoro could carry more than the cook, and he enjoyed proving it.  Of course, the moment even a whiff of competition was in the air, Sanji took it as a personal affront.  Yelling and cursing and both of them loaded down with bags, they each forgot about how they usually spent their time, focused entirely on each other and their one-upmanship.
Sanji often went with Chopper, as he could find medical supplies among the food stalls, and could carry plenty on his back, but today the doctor was with Robin, searching the local bookshops for…  Well, fuck if Zoro knew, honestly.  Medical and history books, he supposed, but he certainly didn’t recall any details.  Nami was wrangling Luffy herself, and Usopp was keeping watch on the Merry, patching her up as best he could, which left the swordsman and chef to get the food.
They headed for the heart of town, and Zoro rolled his eyes every time the cook became sidetracked by any remotely pretty face to pass by.  The third time, Zoro finally grabbed his arm and dragged him away.  “We’ve got shit to do, cook,” he growled when the blond finally stopped calling his farewells and turned to complain.  “And it’s not exactly fun to watch you fall apart just because a girl looked at you.”
And then Sanji was off on a rant about how he couldn’t just let a ~mademoiselle~ go without knowing how beautiful she was and Zoro was just a rude, uncultured swine to do otherwise and blah, blah, blah, Zoro didn’t care.  What he really didn’t get was why Sanji insisted on flirting constantly.  What did he even get out of it?
When they got back to the ship, Usopp took the opportunity to explore, Sanji started putting everything away, and Zoro took up watch while starting his daily workout routine on deck.  He might have considered offering to help, it wasn’t like there was an insignificant amount of food to put up, but the cook would just bitch and complain about how he did it before kicking him out, so he didn’t bother.  He was ready for some time to himself, anyway, and figured Sanji would rather do it himself, to make sure it was all exactly the way he liked.
After an hour or so, Sanji emerged from the galley and stood for a moment, stretching in the sun, long arms reaching high over his head.  “Oi, mosshead,” he called, turning in Zoro’s direction.  “I’m heading back out, don’t wander off.”
“Going to bother more innocent ladies?” Zoro asked, putting his weights down.
“I am not bothering them!” the cook insisted.  “I am simply making sure they know how lovely they are, and if that--”
“What do looks even matter?” he interrupted.  “What does telling a stranger how they look do?  Why should they even believe you?”
Sanji seemed flabbergasted by the suggestion.  “Everyone loves being complimented!  What are you talking about?”
“Genuine compliments, sure, but about your looks?”
“Well, you have to open the door somehow!” the cook exclaimed.
“Why are you even flirting with someone you don’t know?”
“Because they’re beautiful!”
“That doesn’t mean they’re nice, or good, or interesting!”
“Well, what do you look for in a woman?”
“I don’t,” Zoro answered with a snort.
“Don’t… what?”
“I don’t look for women.”
“Well…  No wonder you don’t get it!” Sanji cried, waving his hands dismissively.
Zoro rolled his eyes, picking up his weights again.
“What about in men, then?”
Zoro dropped the weight and looked up in surprise.  “What?”
Sanji clicked his tongue and started making his way closer.  “I asked what you look for in men, then.  If the fairer sex isn’t your taste, then what is?”
“I…”  Zoro had never been asked so casually about his taste in men before.  Well, maybe once, but that was in a brothel bar.
“Come on, marimo, it’s not a trick question.  First thing to pop into your head when you think “hot guy”.”
“Strong,” Zoro blurted out.
“Okay, okay, that’s something!  What else?”
“...Brave?”
Sanji sighed, dropped to sit beside him.  “Okay, that’s good, but not exactly what I was looking for.  Looks, Zoro.  What does a hot guy look like?”
Zoro wrinkled his nose.  “I don’t know.  That… that doesn’t have that much to do with it.”
“What?” Sanji chuckled.
“It’s more important that he’s smart and strong and brave than how he might look.”
Sanji narrowed his eyes at Zoro, leaning in for a moment.  “You do know the difference between beautiful and ugly, right?”
Zoro scoffed, shoving his hand into Sanji’s face.  “I’m not blind, I just don’t care.  But get your ugly mug outta my face!”
“I am not ugly!” Sanji shrieked, kicking back, but with hardly any force.
Zoro laughed.  “Oh no?”
“No!  What sort of insane standards could you have if I’m ugly?”
“Nonexistent?” Zoro replied, shrugging.
“You are impossible!” Sanji shouted, throwing his hands in the air and standing up.  “I’m trying to help you out, here!”
“Help me what?  Flirt?”
“I…  Maybe!  I don’t know!  I don’t know why I bothered, either!”  Sanji turned and started off across the deck to head out.  “I’m leaving, you keep watch!”
“Okay,” Zoro called after him, shaking his head.  It was really too easy to work him up, half the time he didn’t even have to try.  Watching him go, Zoro had to admit to himself that Sanji really wasn’t that bad looking.  And he was strong.  And brave.  And smart, too.
But he was also a pain in the ass, so what did any of that matter?
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luccislegs · 5 years
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Can I have a scenario where Luffy and his s/o are hanging out someplace and some guy starts flirting with and making his s/o uncomfortable so Luffy has to step in. Not because she’s weak or head jealous (though if you want that can be a factor jealous Luffy is my jam!) but she’s too nice to tell him to take a hike. Also; side note; keep up the amazing work I just found your blog today and I really love it so far! Glad to have another one piece blog for me to binge read!
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i combined these two bc they asked for pretty much the same thing. in other news, i love jealous!anyone tbh but my favorite is absolutely when they do something to unintentionally make their partner jealous then they make it up to you, generally by blatantly expressing their affections. another trope i like but am kind of ashamed of is ‘established relationships’ with rival inserted so partner is jealous, bc it’s almost always a woman that is the rival and it just feels really…i dunno, misogynistic? like if i write it i turn it around to be a huge misunderstanding bc i don’t want tear downs, yk? i’m rambling anyway enjoy!
“Oh, excuse me,” you said, moving down the bar for the fourth time. You were patiently waiting on the bartender, who was currently swamped with requests. He had been polite enough to acknowledge you, and you were understanding, so you had settled down on a bar stool to wait.
That hadn’t lasted long, and you were soon set upon by a few different men. Each of them had been turned down, in as nice a way as you could muster, but one in particular had made you uncomfortable. His leer and the look in his eyes said he wasn’t going to be deterred so easily, and it proved true when he came back ten minutes later and sat down next to you.
You hopped down, pretending you were going to chase the bartender, only for him to skulk along after you. It wasn’t like he was trying to hide it, either, he was openly stalking you.
You were actually beginning to be afraid that he would follow you out of the bar and kidnap you. It wasn’t like you couldn’t handle yourself, but even he seemed a little out of your league. Your best hope was probably to get back to the safety of the group.
As you turned to the crowd, a hand wrapped around your wrist and tugged. You opened your mouth to scream, or yell, or curse, but then the smiling face of your captain was in yours.“Oh, thank god, Luffy,” you said, letting your head fall forward onto his shoulder.
He snickered and patted the back of your head. “We were getting worried since you were taking so long.”
“The bar is packed and service is slow, so I’m just stuck waiting,” you said, feeling overwhelmed with relief that he was here now.
But as quick as it came, it was snuffed out when Luffy nodded and turned back to the crowd. “Well then, I’ll leave you to it. Gotta let the others know!”
Typical of Luffy, when you really needed him to pay attention the most, he was running on one brain cell. By the skin of your teeth, you managed to snag the back of his shirt before he could be swallowed by the crowd.
“Luffy wait, please,” you said, and he turned then, his eyes a bit sharper as he picked up on the note of panic in your voice. His gaze snapped to the man hovering behind you, finally realizing just how close he was and that he may have been paying a bit too much attention to the two of you. “I don’t want to start a fight, please don’t flip out,” you said when you recognized the manic glint in his eyes.
“Sure, _____, so long as he stays back,” Luffy said, wrapping his arm tight around your shoulders and pulling you close to him. His stare was still fixed on the man by the bar, who was now watching with open contempt but made no attempt to instigate.
“Thank you, Luffy,” you said, giving him a relieved side hug. The tension was almost palpable, but after a few minutes the man sidled off, throwing glares over his shoulder at the two of you. Robin and Sanji came to look for you at one point, but were quick to leave once they saw the crowded bar.
It took another fifteen minutes before you finally got your order, which Luffy was happy to point out in a whiny tone, but that was thrown to the wind in the face of all the food that now sat in front of him. The rest of the night, Luffy never let you go to the bar alone, and the whole crew was almost falling over by the time you left to go back to the ship.
This would have been funny if you hadn’t been feeling like someone was following you the whole time. More than once, you turned around to scope out behind you because, though your crew mates were being loud, in the lulls where they quieted down you were sure you heard muttering and footsteps. Hurrying to catch up to the others, you tugged on Zoro’s sleeve.
Before you could say a word, he was already nodding. “I know they’re back there.”
That was all you needed to hear, and you nodded before you moved off to Luffy’s side. You should probably have told him about it, since he was probably the only one unaware of your shadows, but he would try to pick a fight right there in the alleyway. It was more prudent to wait until you were in a more open area, plus Zoro knew what he was doing. Maybe not where he was going, but other than that you trusted him.
You linked your fingers with Luffy’s, and he grinned down at you, swinging your arm enthusiastically while he whistled. The shuffling behind you grew more obvious, coming closer and they were starting to sound aggressive.In another few steps, the alley opened out onto the port leading down to the docks, and they decided to make their move.
“You, Strawhat! I have a bone to pick with you.” As you had suspected, it was the man from the bar, and he had friends. You had thought that Luffy’s presence had scared him off, but he appeared to have kept drinking, and that had given him a dangerous amount of courage.
Luffy turned around and looked, releasing your hand in the process. “Hey, you’re that stalker from the bar! What are you doing here?” He stepped in front of you, shielding you as if the man was going to steal you from a distance.
There was a rattle of swords, and Zoro started to step forward, but Luffy’s hand on his shoulder stopped him.
“Leave him to me. He was harrassing _____ at the bar, and now he’s followed her all the way to the ship, so I’m gonna kick his ass.”
Zoro’s eyes widened but he smirked and stepped down, nodding his head in acknowledgment.
“This’ll only take a moment,” Luffy said darkly, rolling his shoulder.‘A moment’ turned out to be five minutes, and all of the rival crew members were laid out unconscious all along the sidewalk. “Now you better leave my _____ alone now, or I’ll kick your ass harder next time!” Luffy yelled at them before he jumped down to join you next to the ship.
“Jeez, Luffy,” Zoro said, staring at you with a mischievous smirk, “I didn’t know you could get so jealous.”
Luffy puffed his chest out and huffed, wrapping his arms tight around you as he said, “Yeah. Anyone tries to take _____ from me and I’ll whoop their asses! She’s mine!”
Coming from anyone else, that statement would have made your skin crawl but from Luffy, it was a comfort. “Thanks, captain.”
He grinned, rubbing his face all over yours before he stopped with his nose against yours. You could feel heat rising to your cheeks the longer he stared without blinking, until finally you felt his lips against yours.
“You’re so cute when you blush, _____,” he said when he pulled away. “Let’s go to bed, I’m tired.”
god i still don’t know if i like the direction this went, plus i’ve been putting a lot of energy into my fics so it’s taking attention from these. i hope you still like it, though!
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your-iron-lung · 6 years
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tagged by @eloarei​ for ANOTHER MEMEARINO BOYS (tho i didnt see it earlier so im just now doing it despite being tagged a while ago?)
The rules: go to page 7 of your WIP, go to the seventh line, share seven sentences, and tag 7 more people.
i dont uh
have 7 fandom wips some are.... ORIGINAL CONTENT sorry 
first up is a future scene from mixed up that... ill finish writing eventually even though its been 4 years.....
He was about to clarify what he meant when he realized his question was rather open ended and non-direct, but Zoro seemed to know what he meant when he answered.
“Being vulnerable,” he said, adjusting his posture slightly.
“Vulnerable?” Sanji repeated, frowning slightly. He cast Zoro a confused look, but he just nodded in return.
“When I was a kid,” Zoro said, sitting up now to explain. “A lot of stuff was happening around me that I couldn’t control.”
He paused, his face becoming drawn and tight as he recalled the events of his past. Sanji waited patiently, watching as Zoro grabbed a handful of sand and let it spill back out onto the beach.
Sanji had never seen him look so lost in thought.
second is from a harringrove one shot but idk if ill ever finish/post it entirely lol
Billy didn’t miss the hint of annoyance in Steve’s voice, but how the hell was he supposed to explain to him that it was a big deal? About how the last time he’d had a boy over to ‘see his room’, he’d wound up in the hospital? There were risks involved when it came to visiting the Hargrove household under Billy’s name, and he wasn’t sure he wanted to let Steve sign that waiver.
Sitting on the hood of Billy’s Camaro, Steve stared out into the abyss of the quarry with a distant look in his eye. In one hand he held a cigarette, and in the other he held a half drunk beer that had warmed up too much for him to properly enjoy.
“What’s there to see?” Huffing on his own cigarette, he moved to stand in front of Steve and slapped at his legs until he spread them. Sidling in between them, he tried to play it cool and took Steve’s beer away from him, finishing it off in one messy gulp. “I got a mirror, a bed, and some hot chicks on the wall. Normal shit.”
this bit is from an old old OLLDD one piece zosan fic i was writing many many years ago that ive started rewritign
That way, he got what he wanted out of the encounter and they got what they paid for.
Easy.
Like him, if the rumors were to be believed. Which, of course, they weren’t.
His business life and pleasure life were entirely separate. Just because he could be coaxed into sleeping with someone for money when he was on the job did not mean he would readily sleep with anyone who asked. He had a career to protect, after all.
Despite how openly he advertised himself, a great majority of the people who called upon him for his services tended to call him at night, either too ashamed or embarrassed to hook up during the day.
this one is from a one piece one shot idk if ill finish that was supposed to be kind of funny
Of course, traveling on the Grand Line made the seasons unpredictable. One day they could be docked at a beautiful spring island, and the next be sailing through a winter zone that was so cold one could hardly remember ever being warm. The winters were never any match for Sanji’s culinary expertise, though. He served the ladies coffees mixed with peppermint, chocolate, vanilla, and a variety of other things to keep it interesting, but they’d been traveling through a peculiar climate that had left him stumped with what sort of drink he ought to be serving his ladies.
It was a climate that felt like fall, but acted more like a harsh winter. The islands were clustered close together in this part of the Grand Line, and where they should have been in similar seasonal states, they differed. None of them had ever seen anything quite like it before, and when he’d asked Nami about it, all she could say was that it must have been a transitional area somehow; a part of the Grand Line that was stuck in a median where it was neither truly fall, nor truly winter.
NO READ MORES BC I LIKE SHARING
this one is about my oc and my friends oc tha ti started writing....3 years ago? its never gonna get finished lel
“Look, can y’least give me a shoulder, huh?” Peter said as he lurched forward towards Keith, sounding breathless. “I kinnae make it on me own. ‘s dark. Kinnae even see where ‘m goin’.”
Keith paused and faced him, frowning, but relinquished himself to give him support. He heard a breathy sigh of relief blow past his ear when Peter slouched down upon him and grimaced miserably as he dragged the drunkard along the walk with one of his arms flopped across his shoulders.
“Did you ‘appen to see that girl at the bar?” Peter asked, gripping Keith’s shoulder loosely off and on. “Did you see ‘ow she kept givin me those looks? I coulda gone with her, but here I am, with you.”
“You are making me wanting to drop you,” Keith growled in warning, lowering the shoulder he had Peter propped on, already prepared to do so.
another thing about the same ocs as before lol but i kno im not gonna finish this one probably
They should be so lucky to be given the chance to perform with the great Peter Saint Peter, somethingsomething extraordinaire.
Whatever his opinion was on the matter, though, it didn’t change anything about his situation.
He already had a few people interested in renting out their living rooms for his tour, but they wouldn’t be interested for long if he couldn’t find someone to support him.
“There’s got to be someone,” he hissed in irritation, scowling as he scrolled down his Facebook feed. “Tell me honestly, Kelley, does everyone in London bloody hate me?”
“Well, I know I do.” Across the room and sitting at his shabby excuse for a kitchen table, Kelley looked bored and utterly despondent. 
and yep thats it
thats only 6 i kno but thats all I GOT 
no tags bc i dont know anyone :^)
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