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More Sanji in his 30s.
Plus corsets because I am obsessed.
Inspired by this Twitter post.
Blonde ex-nobles that catch on fire.
Only one of them doesn't do it voluntarily.
Sanji with a belly chain, half-dressed and covered in blood. An overall dangerous combo. Especially for Zoro.
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My hc is that he uses corsets as back support because he has chronic back pain ever since Drum Island ← chronic back pain haver
Anon, your mind??
Please don't mind me, I'm adopting your headcanon.
tfw the roads move (not that you got lost) and you find yourself a murder fox.
Fem!Sanji who routinely sets her dresses on fire.
Sanji all dressed up for a gala.
Can the sky-walker feed the sun? He will try.
The sun god doesn’t remember a time when he wasn’t hungry. Cue Sanji who made it his life’s mission to feed said god til he was full.
But the urge to soothe his mate overrode the urge to get knotted, and Sanji said, before Katakuri could pull away completely, "You're so beautiful."
Sweet, Like Sugar by modeoheim
Recommended for anyone who's into Katasan and omegaverse, it's a great read.
Spider food, or Sanji finding things about himself at a very inopportune time?
thanks for the light
I was just trying to figure out how procreate works but then the op brainworms got to me and 35 hours later here we are! can you tell I miss home-cooked meals :')
(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)
One Piece Agere fic idea if anyone wants to use it
Had an idea for an Agere fic for One Piece! I've read a lot of de-aging stories about One Piece, and a majority of them are good! But I had an idea for a fic that I like, but I can't write and probably won't be able to write.
The main bases is that one of the Strawhats (I had envisioned this story with Sanji in mind) gets into a fight with a devil fruit user. They get hit, and look relatively unharmed, however, they act much, much younger than they are.
Turns out, the guys power can regress a person's mind, but not their body. Turning them into a helpless child/baby in all but body. So the main plot would be the Strawhats taking care of their regressed crewmate until the effects wear off.
I thought it would be a really cute idea, as well as seeing there isn't really a lot of Agere content for One Piece (lord knows some of the characters (cough, cough, Sanji) could use a temporary escape) and this idea is free for anyone who wants to use/write it, I would love to see it!
Oh, ill take care of em alright ! 🍳
You either die with the gay crisis or live long enough to see yourself become a milf
THANK YOU JONAH
More Sanji in his 30s.
Plus corsets because I am obsessed.
Some say it was a man, with hair spun from gold and a fiery temper that matched even the fiercest of flames. In every story, they had two spirals above their eyes.
The Swordsman, the Fox, and the Onigiri by three_days_late
A little fic that kicked me in the feels, very recommended.
Sanji with a belly chain, half-dressed and covered in blood. An overall dangerous combo. Especially for Zoro.
It’s so sweet and fluffy!
“ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ.”
SYNOPSIS - It was just a simple day at the market, and yet something about him seemed off than what you usually know. Not a bad off, just an off… and then you realized something more.
CW - fluff to the max, fem!reader (no mention of certain physical attributes), just a sweet read before you go to sleep. (´∀｀)♡
A/N - life is getting tough once again, so this was a good pick me up to write. hope you all enjoy it as I did making it!
Sometimes it’s often forgotten how bustling an island market can be while on a ship. The many vendors exhaustingly attempting to sell their goods, customers haggling and bargaining while they can, the loud noises and over all craziness that can ensue in just one day. It was easy not to miss.
So, when your dear cook asked if you’d like to come along with him to get groceries, you agreed in the hopes of a quiet day. But that was far from the case, at the moment.
“Damn, I forgot how crazy this place can be.” You said, astounded and a little nervous. Sanji simply laughed and motioned his hand towards you.
“If you feel overwhelmed, just grab my hand. I promise I won’t let go, Y/N- swan~”
You giggled at his sweet advances and intertwined your fingers with his. Making his eyes go wide and blood start spilling down from his face. You laughed once again at his silliness, and the two of you made your way through the bustling markets. Hand in loving hand.
The day seemed to go by like a breeze. It was funny how a simple day of buying groceries was as adventurous as discovering a new island. Sanji taught you which fruits and vegetables were ripe and firm, using charm to get the best deal on food, and enjoying the many food stalls scattered throughout the marketplace. With the sun shining brightly up in the sky, and not a single cloud in sight, today was starting to look like one of the best days you’ve ever had since joining the Strawhats.
Though, something peculiar was noticed by you as the day went on. Something that was unusual for anybody who knew Sanji.
During the duration on your trip, not once did the- usually love- sick- cook fawn or glance up at another woman. Which was strange, because even you could notice there wasn’t a lack of them. Women who, once Sanji noticed on his mental radar, would be engrossed by his antics until the moment he sailed off the island.
The chef simply kept his hand in yours. Doing his business and having a good time with you. It was sweet, but suspicious.
You thought maybe there was something more, but never thought deeply about it.
Curiously, you made your way up towards a stall selling different pieces of jewellery. Eyeing them all, almost mesmerised. The love cook noticed how your eyes glistened with the bright and colourful gems and stones.
“Fancy anything you see, dearie?” The elderly vendor asked, a gentle smile on his face. You smiled back and nodded, examining a particular pair of jewels that caught your eye. It wasn’t too heavy, and looked amazing against the colour of your skin. That smile of yours slowly dropped knowing you had just spent all your money on all the other vendors you passed.
Sanji noticed the expression on your face, thinking both to how cute you looked with that puppy-like pout and how many berries he managed to save in his pockets. He fiddled around before scourging up just enough money to pay the man.
“We’ll take it, sir.” He said. You were shocked and confused, grabbing Sanji by the shoulder.
“Sanji! It’s fine, I don’t need it.” You whispered. The old man had already packaged it and handed it to you. Sanji gave you a toothy smile, pulling you closer towards him by putting his arm around your shoulder. You made contact with the side of his body, taking note of his scent. Fresh, warm and spicy cologne. A cool aftershave. And the lingering of his signature cigarettes that somehow added to his incredible smell.
“It’s my treat, don’t worry about it. Any man would buy jewelry for such a beautiful woman as yourself.” He insisted, already thanking the man and walking away with you by his side.
A warm and fuzzy feeling grew from inside the pit of your stomach. You peeked inside the bag, a smile forming on your face. Cheeks round and glowing. That adorable smile that made the love cook fawn over you. Causing yet another round of nose bleeding. It was a safe bet to say there was nothing wrong with Sanji today, but the fact that he wasn’t swooning over the latest women he found in the market had you suspicious. But, you decided to put this off until later. Maybe then you’d figure out why he was being so… himself, but not himself.
As the night started to fall, the crew had rallied up and taken their positions at the dining table for their 5- star meal tonight. As per usual, since their chef wouldn’t make anything but. You peeked around the corner of the kitchen, noticing Sanji adding the finishing touches to the food. The delicious aroma wafting through the air and into your nostrils. If you hadn’t come to the kitchen specifically for Sanji, then you most certainly would have just a taste of his latest dish.
“Sanji!” you called, jumping up from around the corner. The man spun around, his eyes turning to hearts at the sight of you in front of him.
“Mon cheri! I’m so happy you’ve come to see me!” he announced, a stupidly cute grin plastered on his face. He noticed something shine from near you, stopping and gawking at what it was. The piece of jewellery looked even better on you than he ever could have thought or even dreamed. His face said everything it ever could have, and you couldn’t help smiling like an idiot, too.
“I take it, you fancy it?” You asked, in the same manner the vendor. He shook his head up and down fast. Going down to grasp one of your free hands and planting a soft kiss on it. You felt the heat rise up inside of you.
“You look like a true goddess, an enchantress of another world! My dear, you truly don’t know what kind of hold you have on me.”
God, could he be more idiotically charming?
“Do you mean that? Cause I saw how you weren’t really… yourself in the market today. You didn’t fawn or swoon over all the girls there like you usually would.” You expressed, awkwardly shuffling your feet and gazing at the ground. He gave you a look of confusion, tilting his face to the side, puppy- like.
“Why would I when I already have a beautiful lady here, right by my side?”
It felt like your heart was about to explode. Explode into small bits as cupid’s arrows have struck you right in the centre. You lunged at him, engulfing him in a bear hug. Hiding your face in his shoulder and taking in that scent that you loved so dearly. Sanji soothingly patted the back of your head and caressed your back with loving circles.
“Your stupid, you know that…” was all you could mutter, still hiding in his shoulder. He simply laughed and held you tighter.
“Sweetheart, the food is starting to get cold. So let’s go enjoy it before that happens.” He advised, having you quickly agree and already start to drool at the thought of eating. Sanji couldn’t help but laugh some more at your antics.
The entirety of the night, you couldn’t help but glance at Sanji at the dinner table. Him doing the exact same. Besides Luffy’s grabby hands at the others' foods, and Brook causing Nami to yet another angry punch, and everybody else’s antics, you felt as if it was just the two of you at the dinner table. Neither of you knew, but you were both thinking about how lucky you were to have each other in this lifetime.
Turns out there was something more. And you loved it.