#40 yo zosan

[glitchervius]

:) middle aged zosan save me

(and yes I forgot to color Sanji's cigarette. I knew I forgot something)

[an-au-blog]

40 y/o zosan is just Sanji - restaurant owner, who has like 5 Michelin Stars, flirts with every woman who enters his restaurant, but has always politely and apologetically said "no" if any of them ask him out. And Zoro - the greatest swordsman, admired by many, feared by all, taking a nap on the restaurant's porch and getting scolded by his malewife for scaring the customers. Anyone who looks at them for longer then 5 seconds, however, would see they aren't really fighting - Sanji had no bite behind his words, in fact they were almost flirtatious, and Zoro always ended up with his arms around or entangled in some way around the blond.

[inoreuct]

i actually desperately need 40y/o zoro with reading glasses. thin wire frames with teensy rectangular lenses perched on his nose as he peers down at one of sanji’s french romance novels to see what all the fuss is about— after so many years with his husband he’s picked up a bit of the language and sanji has a stack of them on the nightstand and he’s bored, alright? sanji has something to wrap up at the restaurant and he might as well. he’s farsighted and squints at everything near him and it makes him look even grouchier than usual and the fact that he’s graying at the temples doesn’t help. he looks terrifyingly severe with all his scars and his frowning, until he smiles— he’s been doing that a lot more lately, and then people realise that’s why he has crow’s feet around his eyes. i need him to have a collection of bottles that he’s fiercely protective over; they’re all empty and the labels are faded to hell, but point to any one and he can tell you where it had been drunk. there’s a beer bottle from the first night he’d sailed with luffy. a sweet rum they’d popped to celebrate usopp’s return. the champagne from when he and sanji had gotten married.

i need 40y/o sanji with long, long hair that he ties and pins and styles differently every day. sometimes he makes decorative sourdough and he matches his braids to the patterns. i need him taking on protégés in his restaurant, guiding a new generation of culinary genius even though teenagers are fucking terrifying and annoying and argumentative, because he remembers being exactly like them and at the end of it they’re good kids. they listen to him (…to an extent). they’re sweet and talented and they do absolutely crazy shit in the process of trying to push their boundaries; sometimes they trip and fall, but it’s fine. that’s how they learn. that’s what sanji’s for, as their safety net and their mentor— he’ll give them shit for it and pick them up anyway, nag them while brusquely brushing off their knees. but sometimes, sometimes, they come up with something extraordinary, and sanji gets so proud he could cry. zeff drops by and nags at him for everything under the damn roof. sanji doesn’t mind it.

i need them in their kitchen, in the morning, when sanji’s far too chipper and zoro’s not awake enough, nursing a cup of coffee and half-asleep again at the table as sanji fries their eggs. i need zoro to have one of those old man rocking chairs that he settles into to watch the sunset and drink tea, because sanji’s managed to get him into tea of all things. he’d have never imagined liking matcha a decade ago. i need that rocking chair to be big enough for two so that sanji can curl into his side and thumb through yet another of his novels. i need zoro braiding his hair and falling asleep halfway. i need sanji pulling his glasses off when they slip down his nose and dragging his husband to bed so that he doesn’t bitch about his back hurting the next day. i need them at sanji’s restaurant, teaching the kids about food and liquor pairings— they’re a little terrified of zoro until he squints and pulls his specs out to read the labels, after which they’re running around calling him old man and grandpa roronoa. zoro fumes because for fuck’s sake, he’s forty, not ninety. he’s not old. he brings a bottle of wine three inches away from his face and sanji does nothing to stop the kids at all.

just— zoro with reading glasses. sanji with long hair. doing mundane, boring things that make them happy because they never expected to live this long anyway. zoro’s down to two earrings and sanji has one. their rings are woven straw pulled from luffy’s hat. they have a little motored dinghy out back that franky made for the times they need to go haul their captain’s ass out of trouble (as usual), but none of the crew are ever very far from each other. they stay at sanji’s restaurant in the all blue and occasionally fend off people from their past looking for revenge. or money. or to eat them out of the house and home, in luffy’s case, which then leads to zoro den den-ing the rest of the lot and sighing that they might as well come over for a cookout.

they’ve all gotten older; a little banged up and scruffed around the edges, but alive and well. nami’s making bank as a mapmaker who caters to the wealthy/insurance agent/financial advisor— zoro scoffs and calls her a swindling witch, to which she smiles at him all sweet before stomping solidly on his foot with her red-bottom heel. out of their conjoining workshops, franky and usopp have started a wildly successful demo-smithing company that specialises in custom explosives and bespoke carpentry. robin owns and maintains the most extensive archive of books any of them have ever heard of, and it’s pretty much lauded as one of the greatest libraries of all time; brook does gigs in jazz lounges and bistro bars, jinbei’s a diplomat who’s well-respected for campaigning for equal rights, and chopper runs his own medical practice. luffy, as usual, is doing whatever he wants, which is a little bit of everything. y’know, taking down corrupt governments and all that.

sanji feeds them like he’s always done and zoro brings out the good alcohol to pass around.

life’s good.

[albetown]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

My first ever published chapter of fanfic! 💚💛

Featuring timeline shenanigans and 40!Zosan

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40y/o zosan (to me) is thé gossip of the town. They're that sassy gay couple that is kinda scaring, not only because of the obvious reasons, but also because they're so passive aggressive.

Someone will be walking down the street and Saji will look at them. His expression unreadable, he'll pull Zoro to whisper something in his year and giggle. Zoro rolls his eyes but he's also smiling and looking in the same direction. He'll approach the person and go "we were wondering, are those strapless boots double coated you know, with the *insert french word here* ?" the person will look qt them confused... because what is that even supposed to mean? And just go "i don't know".

Sanji just turning to Zoro smiling a bitchy smile and raising his eyebrows "doesn't know ..." to which Zoro would say like two words in Japanese with zero emotion and Sanji will laugh.

Like imagine the trauma and impact this would have during a fight. You get your ass kicked and not only that, but then some bored to death old guy swordsman and his flamboyant malewife walk over to you on literal thin air and go "See, none of these losers are fun to fight. I told you we should have grabbed brunch." "Oh, as if you're not gonna complain about that too." "You're one to talk, look at this baby *gestures at defeated enemy*, you pick the lamest weekend trips!" And then just walking off.

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40y/o zosan where Sanji's a movie star and does modeling from time to time (as some actors do) and Zoro who's a stuntman/teaches actors how to do their own stunts.

At first everyone is all "Aw, how cute, they became besties after working on a movie tonight like 20 years ago and now they go to premiers together? How cute, bestie goals haha", but only because the whole cast rotates like in Wes Anderson movies. Same main actors with different settings.

It's always Luffy, Nami, Sanji and Jinbe on the screen. And Franky and Usopp as technicians and scenographers, Robin as a consultant for historical inaccuracies and costume designs, the music is always written by the legendary Brook and it's always produced by Chopper.

But then fans started noticing that it's not only Tony Tony Chopper movies. Sanji invites Zoro at almost every event. In fact now that they look at him more closely - Sanji's wearing what looks like a wedding ring. But then again, he wears jewelry because of the fashion trends.

That is until someone makes a post about how well each of them ages and they notice something...

Zoro used to have three dangling earrings. Now they're two. And Sanji didn't have a ring until after Zoro was left with only the hook of one of the earnings.

It's all just crazy fan theories, plus Sanji loves women, anyone who knew his early career can tell you that much. That is... until Sanji likes one of the "crazy fan"'s post. There's screenshots of his liked posts and threads about what it might mean.

But all hell broke lose when the very next day Sanji posts a screenshot of his dm's with no caption or tags.

Marimo: [link]

Marimo: wtf is this shit cook?

Cook: our wedding ring

Marimo: why did you like the post???

Cook: I want to announce our fifteenth anniversary

Marimo: YOU WERE THE ONE WHO WANTED IT TO BE A SECRET

Marimo: fine just screenshot this and post it with no context or whatever

And then almost half an hour later a second screenshot comes along

Marimo: THAT WAS SARCASM

Cook: you don't use sarcasm

Cook: should I post a picture of our wedding as proof? Some people don't believe the screenshot

Marimo: No

Marimo: who cares if they don't believe

Cook: I do :((

Marimo: ...

Which was followed up by a post from Zoro's account that was a picture of Sanji smiling and holding Zoro's hand, showing off both their rings.

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WAIT BRAIN IS BRAINING! 40!zosan x 19!zosan where something happeneds and Zoro and Sanji from the past accidentally end up in the future during a vacation the 40!strawhats went on.

40!Zoro was out, lost somewhere because his Sanji asked him to find something for dinner. And then out of the sky, falls in 19!Zoro, crashing on top of him. They scuffle it out, 40!Z figures, "oh, so this is when it happened... well alright then, let's go find my cook" And 19!Zoro is shocked because "wdym MY cook???" but he's a bit ashamed to say anything about it.

And they wander around, soon finding the two Sanji's in the middle of a cooking competition and with a huge crowd of both men and women around then in awe and tasting whatever was offered from the two blonds. Turns out they could never taste each other's cooking because someone always came to ask for a bite, and how could either of them say no. To the point where people started bringing ingredients from their houses and offering them to see what the cooks could make.

Young Zoro watched in awe, because yes, he knew the cook from his own timeline was amazing, but this mature, more confident, more comfortable version of him was breathtaking. He didn't get distracted by the beautiful women throwing themselves at his table, or at least not that much, he moved with such grace and precision with the knife, oh, the euphoria of watching him wield a knife. And then he looked at them and his smile widened.

"Marimo!" The older Sanji yelled with an outstretched hand.

For a moment, Young Zoro reached for it, just to watch his older self grab onto it and get pulled from the crowd, leaving younger Zoro behind. Was it wrong to be jealous of your future self?

He watched the two older men exchange a kiss and started bickering about Zoro being lost and Sanji becoming trapped by the hoard of people. It seemed so domestic... 19!Zoro looked over to 19!Sanji, who had paused his cooking in favor of staring in disbelief at the older couple. His eyes seemed sad as they looked at 19!Zoro but then quickly scolded his expression into anger and went back to cooking.

(low-key inspired by the picture of Megan Fox and rose boy ij the mix of paparazzi)

[an-au-blog]

40 y/o zosan going to wine testing as a couple activity but getting kicked out every time because either Zoro starts chugging the best wine or they disappear for half an hour just to be found aggressively making out in the back.

Sanji would be such an asshole about the whole thing too. Like the person would be like "Excuse me, but you have to leave. This isn't allowed here!"

And Sanji would just roll his eyes like "Yeah, well, okay but just so you know that Chardonnay wasn't a '67 it was a '68 you can tell by the color and slight tingle in the [bla bla bla]. And also what kind of idiot would use this wood for the barrels? It'll go bad or lose its flavor!" He'd have the most relaxed posture hand still around Zoro's waist while he was lecturing them and then huff and just walk off. Zoro would just stand there nodding giving off the silent energy of "Yeah, what he said."