#fancyfeetsanji

[one-piece-musings]

I have been gone quite a while but things are getting better. On that note I have considered my own care and I will hiatus all muses but Sanji. I am open for discussions or the continuation of previous stories. This can count as a starter call. I would like to extend a welcome to those who are new.

[goldznuts]

Starter Call

Off the ship: My poor muse Roger is restless and I am creative enough to find a way to fit him into any story so no worries though it will tag AU if after supposed death.

Please give me things to do before I drown myself in writing fics. This is an official starter call for my Gol Boi but feel free to request other muses. I am opening up Luffy tomorrow so he is also in the pull for Muses for RP Only.

Just feel free to message me with specifications. I have against my better judgement decided to take requests for a bit of storytelling. This excludes Luffy for now only because I have yet to wake up the muse enough for fics.

GIVE ME THINGS TO DO!!!

[muselexum]

[ pudding starter call. // @fancyfeetsanji​]

                  She had not expected to see him again, and especially not so soon! It had been several months since she left Totto Land and her allegiance to her family, building a crew to travel and learn more things about the Three Eyed Tribe and the eye she used to hate.

                  “S-Sanji--?!” She blurted out, heart thrumming in her chest. Her hands went up to cup her hot cheeks, attempting to calm herself. No! Calm down! Oh dear, how could she calm down when one of her most precious keepsakes was the film reel she had cut from his mind? He did not remember what she did, but she certainly had.

                    She tried to find her voice, words stumbling over themselves, “H-Have you been well?” A dear♡  was tacked on at the end in her mind.

[scarlethaki]

@fancyfeetsanji

                The ship she was travelling on had been running low on fresh water and supplies, and so the decision was made to anchor on an island in hopes of restocking. While in the midst of exploring on her own, she couldn’t help but check the vivre card of someone important to her once more, the action becoming an restless habit as of late.

                Her focus shifted when she sensed someone within the radius of her haki. Their presence was not familiar to her so she ruled out the revolutionaries she was travelling with. With that realization, she swiftly headed directly for the stranger, almost silent on her feet. 

                Akane halted, crouched on a tree branch when the figure came into view. “And you are?” She stated blunt, and to the point. While she’d rather avoid getting into confrontations, she couldn’t help but worry for her crew if there were others lurking about in the otherwise uninhabited island. She’d rather learn sooner than later if she would be dealing with hostiles.

[son-of-beast]

one-piece-musings asked:

❛  is  there  anything  I can  do ?  ❜ ( @fancyfeetsanji​ ) -Vinesmoke Sanji

Questioning minds.

“You’re an amazing cook, right? Do you know how to make oden? I bet you could make it better than I do!” Yamato’s cooking was... something. Or, well, a lack of cooking since he ate most things raw anyway. At least with oden he was decent enough at it, but he’d like to see the work of a master!

[cnigiri]

@fancyfeetsanji​ from HERE

           he doesn’t continue any protests as the other sort of fusses over him, for Sanji to be worried it must of been pretty bad. ‘ What happened? ’ He questioned, not really recalling himself, shifting slightly but not to do anything but prop himself up so the lights don’t hurt his eyes as much, frowning heavily as he’s handed booze.

 a slight hissing noise slid out of his throat at the other pulling the bandages back into place, a small huffing breath before looking over at the cook and waiting for explanation.

[littlemissleapyear]

@fancyfeetsanji​ cont {x} 

     🕷The first few seconds with this man were far more intense then she’d ever imagine. She’d imagine that he would always be light worded , though he did have a point in his statements. It actually made her feel guilty and she looked down at the plate till he agreed. 

          Layla couldn’t help but looked back up at him in shock and happiness. Taking the plate his movements as he presented the second helping filled her with this magical wonder. How could the Straw Hats be like this. It was like very one of them were out of a storybook from her childhood.

          Softly setting herself in her seat she admired the placement even. She’d missed fine dining so much. Not that her time on Amazon Lily wasn’t a good one but with the world literally shaking from the war and the torment presented to every last one of them. It left a bit of a pit in her. Nothing was the same and she could rarely go back to normality's. She was on the ship of old enemies , though that wasn’t true anymore but could anyone think this would be happening now?

           There came the soft movement of the utensils as she started to eat. “Thank you, and I do apologies. It wasn’t my goal to insult , you’ve all blessed my stay in a way. I’m actually excited to see what adventure I get caught in ....” A pause “ ....you’ve got quite the creed.....I wish more cooks were like that. Would have made growing up far easier when I was little...more mercy for a hungry child or the poor man....”  🕷

[redlips-blooddrops-deux]

reply for @fancyfeetsanji​

She had to let out a soft giggle noticing the slump in his posture, knowing fully well she hit the nerve. Well who could blame him really? Still, she had to have a little bit of fun, knowing fully well the stories surrounding the young member of the Strawhat pirates. 

Taking a step closer to him, with arms behind her back, blue eyes gazed at the blond man. “Ouh I heard plenty, one of them being that you have a rather strong legs...” she mused as her eyes drifted down to his feet briefly.

“Also I  heard that you are quite fond of pleasant company “ she kept it bit murky, no need to be overly direct in these sort of things. Especially in her line of work, it was fine to be bold, but one had to know how to use their words wisely.