#sanji hcs

[spark-canon-spark]

☆Wash Time☆

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Characters Included - Monkey D. Luffy, Black Leg Sanji, Trafalgar D. Water Law and Portgas D. Ace,

X gn! Reader,

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Monkey D. Luffy:

Its a pain in the ass to get Luffy into the bath, he usually just sniffs his clothes and decides that hes still good to go for another few weeks. Luffy doesnt really like bathing, its a waste of time to him when he could keep exploring, besides, pirates usually didnt have the time.

However, through getting into a lot of debt, you had managed to wrangle one of Nami's special bath bombs from her. It smelled sweet.

"Cmon! Just let me try a bite, it looks edible and it smells nice! Captains orders!"

Luffy would say, trying and failing to pull rank just to try and ge t a bite of it. You'd have to put your hand on his forehead and hold him back, agling your body to stop him from elongating his arms to try and reach it.

The bath finally finishes filling up and you drop the bath bomb in before Luffy can grab it.

"Cmon, get in. You stink"

You'd hold your nose for dramatic effect and Luffy would just laugh, dragging you into a hug just to annoy you. You grab him by the shirt and you both end up tumbling into the damn bath. Sweet smelling water covering both your clothes.

It doesnt take long for blood and dirt from the battle with CP9 to come off of Luffy, you grab the shampoo and start to ruffle it through his hair, which makes his eyes scrunch shut as he grimaces.

Bathing Luffy is like bathing a wet dog, he usually settles against your chest and puts his head on the crook of your shoulder as you keep lathering and washing up his hair. In return? Luffy will usually use his devil fruit to reach over for Namis very nice shampoo and starts to ruffle it through your hair.

That same shampoo that has markers to show how much has been used, but Luffy decides to ignore that because it smells nice and he likes it when your hair smells nice.

"Shishishi! Your hair smells really nice y/n! Not like a drowned rat anymore!"

"Hah?! Drowned rat?!"

"Uh oh"

Luffy grins sheepishly before getting an entire jug of sweet scented water dumped on his head, he sputters but ends up laughing.

Neither of you admit to anything as Nami glares at everyone on the ship later on. Instead? You both look at eachother and then point at Brook, blaming the skeleton instead.

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Black Leg Sanji:

It was shortly after Sanji had come back from Whole Cake Island, he was still a bit quiet since hed come back...

Sanjis hair had grown a bit longer from neglecting himself on that island with his hellish 'family'. Robin and Nami had quietly dropped off some rose petals and some scented candles.

You'd set it up ever since Sanji had come back. The cook has had a rough time, so he deserves to have a lot of care right now.

"Darling? What are you-"

Sanji is cut off, his cheeks flushing as you grab his hand and wordlessley start to pull him towards the bathroom. Honestly? What youd set up looked exactly like a bath that Sanji had set up for you in the past when youd first gotten together in Enies Lobby.

Rose petals in the path, a scented candle, there was even a small platter of the pastries that youd seen him eyeing on your way to Wano.

"Darling, you didnt have to"

Sanji murmurs softly, tear tracks still staining his cheeks. You gently press kisses to his cheeks.

"Cmon, get in. You look terrible love"

You gently unbutton his shirt and both of you strip before getting in the bath. Sanji runs his fingers through your hair as he helps to do your hair first, despite all the protests you give that hes the one that needs to be cared for.

"Just, let me do this, its soothing."

You sigh, but relent and let him. Letting him finish washing your hair before you start to work on getting those gold strands back to their soft fluffy texture like before Sanji was dragged into this mess.

"I love you Sanji"

"I love you too y/n, thank you. I really needed this."

Later on, Robin even complimented the small braids that you had made at the back of Sanjis hair in order to keep the extra length in check so it didnt interfere. Small sunflower petals entwined between the hairs.

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Trafalgar D. Water Law:

Dressrosa.

God it had been a mess. Law was still struggling with movement after the intense fight against Doflamingo, so you had decided to help the captain with washing himself.

"I can do it myself y/n-ya"

Hed try to protest but you would just use his own words against him.

"Sorry captain, but you always tell us that wounds need to be cleaned. I got unscented soap and ive got fresh bandages and stitching from Shachi and Penguin"

Law would be quiet, he didnt exactly like the fact that he could barely move his arms above his shoulders.

Law just tilts his head forward and let's you lather that raven black hair up.

"Fine, youve got me there, good thinking on getting fresh equipment. Means theres less contamination.....and the unscented soap."

However, nothing stops Law from using his op op fruit.

"Shambles"

Hed teleport the stitching kit over to himself. As much as he knows your capable, hes stubborn at the minute, hes had his ass beat he doesnt want to rely even more on you and the others. Even if Law knows he can, it doesnt mean he wants to...

But after he gets out of the bath with your help and into his room? He let's you check the quality of the stitches and bandage the wounds, making sure to dry off his skin so that the wound area was dry.

"Good"

Law praises softly.

"Youve come a long way y/n-ya. I dont know what id do without you".

Shachi and Ikkaku had defintley snapped a picture of you laying next to Law in the captains bed. The towel half over Laws waist as he couldnt be bothered to take it off, he had been too tired to. You were lying specifically in a way that wouldnt irritate any of his wounds. He appreciated it, you staying with him...

Even if he tried to push you away.

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Portgas D. Ace:

Honestly?

This had all started because youd accidentally walked into the bathroom that yours and Aces quarters shared, and you'd seen him asleep in the bath.

The second division leader had almost drowned due to his narcolepsy, so now youd taken on the responsibility of going along with him whenever he took a bath.

It worked not only to save water, but it was also damn good because the bath practically turned into a goddamn hot tub from Aces devil fruit.

Ace wasnt a guy that used shampoo, he didnt care about it, he usually just dunked his head in the water and then let the dirt, soot or blood wash off of him.

But he wasnt gonna say no to stealing some of your products in your shared bathroom.

Hell, Ace had ever stolen some from a nobles house during a mission. Grinning like an idiot as he immediately stumbled into your room, practically skidding into a wall, soot covering his face from using his devil fruit.

"Oi y/n! Look what i got! I didnt even know shampoo could smell like apple pie. Wanna try it?"

And well, you couldn't say no to trying to figure out how long that scent would last.

Everyone would give Ace 'the look™️' whenever he would come out on deck and smell exactly the same as you did. Honestly, Marco had a talk with him about whether Ace realised what it meant and he just looked at Marco like the doctor was trying to explain complicated quantum theory, before laughing and just going back to his duty on deck.

Its become a tradition to the two of you, to just go steal some sort of shampoo or soap or body wash and then go and try it to see what it smelled like.

You both had a whole ass chart of ranking what youd both stolen in the past. Making up stupid categories like how likely you were to eat it based on how good it smelled.

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[theearthkeepsspinning]

Hiii how are youuu hope you’re doing well! I loveee how you wrote sanji the the obsessive!sanji fic. IT FITS HIM. I would love to see moreee please(๑>◡<๑)

obsessive! sanji headcannons

[x reader (obv)]

a/n: first time trying hcs, idk if this is how it works. anywhooo, i hope you like it!! this might be a bit lazy which im very sorry for but im still trying out this new genre while also actively losing my motivation in writing abt one piece for now 😭 also yes!! im doing well these days aside from being super stressed with projects haha, im glad you liked the fics :)

tw: toxic, mentions of stalking, sh (to some extent)

ps: i have seen all of yalls teach me a lesson requests, they are currently in progress <3

Sanji has always been in love with his girlfriend. Yes, he may have once felt an attraction to other women prior to you but since the day he met you, he became a faithful man.

He was a desperate man knelt at your altar, a needy devotee begging for a mere morsel of your attention.

It had started to become concerning to those who witnessed his affection. It was lovey-dovey at first and they'd noticed his clinginess earlier but they left it up to it being "the honeymoon phase" of your relationship, however, they were also quick to notice that this phase seemed to never end.

He would grow agitated whenever you weren't around, unable to follow the recipes he could usually create with his eyes blindfolded. He could hardly breathe, let alone have his hands function properly.

The only thing he never failed in making was your favorite meal.

It was a cultural dish. He hadn't ever heard of it before until you mentioned it in a passing conversation. Since then, Sanji had lost his mind trying to recreate it to perfection.

When he finally did, he saw the delight on your face. He felt like his sleepless nights had actually amounted to something.

Sanji, who after an argument, would bang his head into the wall of his room multiple times. He'd curse himself out, make self-deprecating comments, cry to himself, before finally composing himself enough to apologize first regardless of whether it was his fault or not.

His life had no purpose if you were angry at him. Everything he'd lived for would amount to nothing.

He never let you talk to people for more than thirty minutes. He said they were trying to steal you from him, trying to be more likeable than him.

Sanji, who most definitely has a secret shrine of pictures he took of you, with and without your knowledge. Pictures of you from every angle, every dress you'd ever worn, every jewellery you wore, every meal you'd ate, everything you owned. He had a place completely hidden away beneath the wooden planks of the ship where he stored his deepest desires in a journal, the cover of it being a photo of you with sketched hearts surrounding your face.

Sanji, who expected you to listen to his every whim, and would secretly 'punish' you if you didn't. He'd once told you to cut off Luffy entirely and stop talking to him but you'd refused, obviously, because he was not only your captain but a close friend as well.

The next day, your favorite watch was somehow broken in half. He pretended to not know anything, until he saw how upset you seemed. He couldn't bear to see his precious angel cry because of him.

So he got you a new one. He never told you that he'd broken the old one, but he played the part of the saint who had so graciously paid to replace the watch. You thanked him and he managed to convince you to stop talking to Luffy in exchange for it.

You never knew he'd been the one to break everything you loved solely for the purpose of making you listen to him, you only knew how kind he was to replace them all.

Sanji cannot live without you. He cannot even fathom a universe where the two of you are not side-by-side, bound to get married whether you wanted to or not.

Because if there did exist a universe where the two of you never existed within each other's presence, he would still hunt you down. He would still find you and love you, and he'd make sure you loved him too.

[the-fluff-piece]

They can't keep your relationship a secret- romantic cute fluffy headcanon

One piece guys are dorks. So when you tell them to keep quiet about your blooming romance, they of course fail hilariously. Sfw

Packed with: Luffy, Sanji, Zoro, Law, kinemon, Smoker

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Luffy

Will nod and immediately go out and tell Usopp and Chopper that he kissed you

He'll be glued to you all day, trying to get another kiss, another nose boop, more cuddles

At night, he'll go to the boys sleeping quarters, take his pillow and be like "gonna sleep in y/n's bed tonight, bye!"

A fight with Sanji and brook follows, who cannot believe that this actually happens

Days until everyone knows for sure: 0.5

Zoro

He doesn't talk much anyway, but he loves showing off. Next time he is fighting Sanji, he will absolutely say "I kissed y/n before you and she loved it!" It's stealth black vs Zoro. The ship needs repairs.

Eventually, he'll just casually tell everyone. "Yo Nami, I wanna buy some jewellery for my girl y/n!" And stuff like that. Only Luffy will absolutely need help understanding

He will boast in front of chopper how he now knows "the women" and give the poor deer shitty dating advice

Days until everyone knows for sure: 3

Sanji

Doesn't even promise you to keep it a secret. He said he would try.

You kiss him and he runs all over the ship, screaming that he's your man now, apologising to Nami and Robin that he is yours now, air walks to the crow's nest to rub it in Zoro's face

You will always be served first, your favourites will dominate the menu. He will not accept that you are separated on missions, errands or simply by chance

If anyone didn't get the hint, he will personally draw a chart for them

Other men looking at you will be informed as well

Days until everyone knows for sure: 0

Law

He kisses you and promises: "of course I won't tell babe!"

Bepo will be the first to know for sure, because Law is anxious you kind of like Bepo, too. When he tells you it's only platonic cuddling, the poor bear will live with the burden of secret. He will not tell. Law will slip up first

He is an attention whore. He will walk across the tang with his shirt open to show off all the bite marks you left and when asked he'll say "that's private stuff between me and y/n", thus telling everyone

His cool demeanor ends the moment you are in danger. He will absolutely lose it and scramble to get to you, he'll be screaming your name until his voice gives out

Days until everyone knows for sure: 5

Kinemon

Will walk around with his perv face all day

When people ask him if he's happy he will deny it and feign depression just out of principle

Whenever he sees you he will be all over you to praise you and talk of THE SECRET

He's talking strange stuff all day, so no one will care

Days until everyone knows for sure: at least 30

Smoker

Is my personal grumpy grown up baby, he doesn't slip up

Even if he is caught red handed and with his pants down, he will intimidate anyone into not having seen anything at all

Days until knows for sure: never.

[garden-bug]

My favourite thing is how Sanji’s whole thing in One Piece is being the straightest guy ever but according to fandom he’s closeted *insert like 12 things.*

And I literally love it of course he loves women too much.

And yeah he’s got a dynamic with Zoro that is so shippable.

It’s brilliant.

[cindol]

hey girl hey I need some bf one piece men hcs 🫶🏼

one piece men bf hcs !

a/n: tanks anonnie! I dont know what op men you wanted in particular so here ya go! Usually zoro ain’t my fave but I included him because I love to feed.

tw— modern au yay!, Zoro is a gym trainer and has tan skin here, ace is a fireman, tittie licking, fluff!!, law is a modern doctor,

Roronoa Zoro !

In the start of your relationship with him he probably struggled with pda. Being someone who always is busy with his clients and working on his body he never really had time for partners or love so it took him some time to truly get out of his comfort zone with you. Eventually though, he was very cozy with you. He still doesn’t show huge acts of pda but he does his own little acts of pda.

Like placing a small kiss on your forehead sometimes, placing a hand on the small of your back to lead you out of a place with a big crowd or having you lean your head against his shoulder when you’re tired.

He’s one of those boyfriend’s who are serious but still let you post silly photos and videos of him and feeds into tiktok trends just to make you happy. One of the trends he did with you was was that kissing trend where you showed yourself putting on dark purple lipstick then purple lipstick kiss prints on his neck and face. And another TikTok slide show of him laying on your lap and on your pink bed with Sanrio plushies surrounding him.

He feeds into your fantasy dates too! Even if you think it’ll annoy him he’ll brush that right off your conscious.”Ah shut the hell up with that. Its a nice ass picnic with free sake, all a man could want. Now put on those jeans and tank top so we can get a movin’. “ once he saw a smile decorate your cheeks he did a small smile himself. Once you both got to the park you’d have to tell him there’s no sake at a picnic though.

He loves when you wanna show him off to your own girl friends so he of course goes anywhere with you. Something He likes to do around your friends is give you a rare public kiss on the mouth when you’re rambling to get you all flustered and have your friends tease you and make immature “ooh’s”.

He’s the type of boyfriend to not give a shit if his friends see the embarrassing shit you have him do either. He’ll gladly hold your purse in his hands or carry your pretty purse on his back for you. When Sanji and Luffy see him and tease him about it he just rolls his eyes.”I’m a man who does what a man needs to do with his girlfriend Sanji. But ya wouldn’t know what that’s like.” That makes Luffy burst out laughing and Sanji turn red.

Vinsmoke Sanji !

He’s very very very big on pda. He doesn’t care who’s watching, he’s gonna let everyone on earth know how much he loves you. He’s hugging you behind, kissing your neck and lifting you up much to his friends Zoro and Luffy’s dismay.

You never have to worry about being too clingy either since he’s just as clingy, if not more. If you wanna just lay in bed and cuddle all day with him he’ll let you lay your head against his chest while he smokes a cigarette or switch it up and lay his face between your tits while murmuring nonsense.

He loves cooking with you even when you complain taht youre a shit cook he scoffs.”I’ll eat anything you cook Ma chérie. Plus, always time for learning yes?” When the lasagna he does help you make ends up burnt with a nasty taste he coughs a little and chuckles putting up a thumbs up at you and a smile.”Ah.. C'est délicieux. But i need to have some refreshing treats or water to uh… soften the taste.”

Sanji physically cannot handle you when you’re looking good. When he’s doing something mundane like washing dishes and you call his name out to show yourself in a new black bodycon dress he feels woozy and light headed. Like he can’t believe this is his woman who’s his girlfriend and future wife. He can’t get over how well it decorated your curves and shape overall. Immediately he has to go to you and just cling to your legs.”please bare my future children.”

Very easily jealous. When he’s out in public wit you and some random man is a bit too comfy with flirting with you for his liking he’s quick to settle the fact he’s your boyfriend in the man’s head. He was walking and saw how the guy was flirting with you, walking a little faster and standing next to you he played off his jealousy and kissed you on the cheek.”ready to go lover?” He said the word lover louder with obvious intent.

Hates to argue with you. He has his pride and little moment of being upset but days of no talking to each other? He can’t do! If he can’t speak to you in real life he’s crying to you on FaceTime or phone call.

Monkey D. Luffy !

In the start of your relationship with him he didn’t know how to treat you since he treated he treated everyone equal so he thought you just treated his partner and friends the same! That was a little till Sanji scolded him saying he can’t just playfully throw his girlfriend in the pool or beach water like it’s nothing. But you understand him and his silly nature and still played around with him. He tried still being a gentleman, (a word Sanji taught him) and help you out the water and even try to ring your hair out.

Not really a guy big on pda. He’s never been a relationship so he never knew how to be romantic or give kisses. He does give a few nice long hugs and slaps on the back since he saw that as affection in a way.

It’s trouble when you’re cooking dinner for yourself and Luffy. He’s always trying to sneak a taste of the food making you slap his hand and make a “aht aht!” Sound. To calm him before dinner you always make him a plain meat sandwich.

Loves to bite your neck or drool on your chest sometimes when he sleeps. You always sigh and kick at his leg tiredly but he just murmurs,”taste like meat…”

Isn’t a jealous person at all. If someone is purposely trying to make him jealous in front of his face by flirting with you he’s oblivious to it and just brushes it off.

Portgas D. Ace !

Loves pda just like Sanji his pda is more wild. If he’s at a party or club with you and very tipsy he’ll for real shove his face in your tits and lick between them for any eyes to look.

Always loves seeing you bring lunch to him at his workplace. He makes a big deal out of it too, grabbing you up to make you hug him.”Ah my girl, my wife, my baby, my sweetheart, my—“ his work buddies just groan.

Always goes to the local mall with you since he loves seeing the skimpy outfits you try on. When he sees the dresses with gaps or skin showing he slaps your ass chuckling at your gasp and how you slap his arm back and give him a stern look and he puts his arms up.”just appreciating a nice rump baby!”

Loves seeing how friendly you are with children or dogs. It honestly makes him wanna start a family. Whenever you coo or give a baby a stuffed animal they dropped it makes him smile and bite his lip a bit.

Trafalgar Law !

Another one who’s not big on pda, at all. Due to his calm nature he’s just not one of those men with a big personality who would be exaggerating with their affection in public.

Always takes care of you when you’re sick, even when you complain and whine but he’s not having any of it. He’s quick to lay you in bed with a comfortable blanket on your body and a folded rag on your forehead.”and stay, don’t need a cold going around.” He still gives you a kiss on the forehead and gets your soup.

Loves when you make his favorite food for him when he comes back from work. He loves sitting in bed with you sharing his own grilled fish with you to eat. Loving how you hum at the nice taste.

Gets flustered easily. When you show him outfits you put on or even touch him suggestively he covers his face with his hand.”you know how to make fluster don’t you?”

Spoils you more than he likes to admit. He loves to take you out on arcade dates a lot. He sucks at most of the games and is a sore loser but loves seeing how happy you get when you win two big animal plushies for you and him, a big white polar bear plushie and a fox plushie for you.

[cherrryxx]

“Did you get enough love, my little dove why do you cry?”

(Song: Fourth of July by Sufjan Stevens)

M!reader goes to OP boys for comfort after being scared from a thunderstorm.

Including: Law, Shanks, Mihawk

Warnings: mild angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, DOMESTIC FLUFF(!!), implied trauma, reader has cptsd/ptsd, reader is part of Law/Shanks crew (Shares castle with Mihawk), can be read as romantic or platonic!!, also y/n is used once or twice sooo

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TRAFALGAR LAW

You jumped out of your bed, startled by the loud rumbling. Despite being underwater in a sub, the sound of the threatening thunder was still potent. You shivered under your covers, loud noises were always upsetting to you, but thunderstorms were the worst.

Getting out of your bunk, you crept across the quiet and empty halls, it seemed everyone else was asleep. You started towards the kitchen, hoping to get a calming cup of tea, when another crack of thunder shakes the sub.

You fall to the floor covering your ears. You lay there for a few minutes before the sound of footsteps makes you lift your head.

“What are you doing?”

Law looks down at you on the floor, with a mild look of disdain.

Quickly getting up you brush yourself off, “It’s nothing, I just… tripped.” You lie poorly.

Law gives you a look as if he didn’t feel like questioning you at the moment, “Alright,” he sighs, “You heading to the kitchen?”

You nod as you awkwardly to walk to the pantry, inspecting the shelves for the small tin of dried leaves. Shit. There’s no more tea.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, you turn around.

KRRRRKKKK

You quickly dodge under the table as the sub shakes again. You squeeze your eyes shut and try to calm your breathing as your panic nearly grabs ahold of you.

You see Law’s legs appear beside the table and he peers down at you, dark eyes inspecting your face.

“I thought you said nothing was wrong? Don’t lie to me, I’m a doctor, and I can very well see that something isn’t right with you.”

He said flatly. You nod and shakily get up from under the table.

“ m’ sorry.” You mutter, “I just… really hate thunderstorms. The noise…” you trail off.

Law gives you a look of sympathy, “I can see that.” He comments.

He pauses for a moment.

“Do you want to sleep in my room?”

You look at him, unsure if you heard him correctly, “What?”

Law sighs, “I said, ‘do you want to sleep in my room?’”

You sit for a moment, registering his offer, and nod slightly.

Law pats your shoulder and gestures for you to follow him. You’ve never been to his room so it felt odd entering it, especially in theses circumstances.

“I don’t bite.” Law says as he lays flat on his back, pulling his cap over his eyes, “C’mere.” He pats the bed next to him gently.

You lay awkwardly in the bed next to him. It did feel much better. Being next to someone helped a lot.

As you start to drift off to sleep, Law pulls the blanket up to your shoulder and pats your back gently. The motions are as comforting as they are soothing.

“Thank you.” You whisper quietly.

Law grunts in response, letting out a yawn as he rolls to his side, falling into his own sleepiness.

Through the night you end up closer to Law, and he lazily throws an arm over you, snoring gently.

The thunderstorm didn’t scare you anymore, as the safety of your captain’s blankets and kindness kept you safe.

SHANKS

You stumble across the rocking deck, struggling to keep your balance as you shakily dodge into the nearest bunk.

You were shivering and wet, having the appearance of a ‘soggy cat’; as your cocky captain would often tell you.

You sneeze and start to disrobe your wet clothes when a deep rumble echos through the air. Freezing in fear, you stare with wide eyes through the ship’s window into the cascading sea.

You were well aware of the grand line’s unpredictable weather, but it didn’t change how much you loathed thunder. The loud cracking would leave you shaking on the floor in fear at best, and panic attacks at the worst.

You only managed to get your pants barely on, just before another, louder, crack of thunder resonated through the air.

Letting out a gasp of fear you dive into the nearest bed, clamping a pillow over your head.

There’s a creaking and a sound of louder rainfall as the door opens and closes again.

“What’s this?”

It was the voice of your captain, Shanks.

He lifts the blanket over you and smirks down, “Hello there.” But once he sees your panicked state his face quickly changes to sympathy and worry.

He wraps his arm over your shoulder and gently pulls your clammy form to a sitting position.

“Hey hey, tell me what’s wrong?”

Shanks rubs your shoulder soothingly.

“I’m sorry, I’m so pathetic.” You wipe away the forming tears from the corner of your eyes, “I’m a pirate on the grand line and I can’t even tolerate the sound of thunder.” Your voice cracked slightly.

Shanks smiled comfortingly, “Everyone has things that may seem like a silly fear, but I know you’re not a coward. After all, you’re still here aren’t you?”

He pats your back, “Just because things from the past bite you in the ass sometimes doesn’t make you weak. It is better to learn to work past that, but those things take time.”

Using his arm he pulls your face to his shoulder, “C’mon, you can stay with me tonight if it will help.”

Shanks rubs your head gently as you nod in agreement. Waiting for the storm to calm, he takes you through the lower deck to his room.

By now you felt much calmer, and much more secure from Shanks’s reassurance. You’ve had to share a room and bed with the red hair pirate before, so you didn’t feel too out of place laying down next to your captain.

Shanks grabs your arm and tugs you over to his side of the bed, making sure you were still comfortable.

You could hear him start to snore rather quickly, and despite its annoying sound, you fell asleep soon after. Your brow resting against his collarbone as you nodded off to sleep.

MIHAWK

You sat in the library, silently reading a novel you had recently taken interest in, when there was the sound of a deep rumble from the sky.

Getting up quickly, you look outside the large window to see a large, quickly approaching, storm-cloud. You let out a soft sigh and start to walk to the inner castle, you knew you wouldn’t be able to handle the noise or shaking that close to the exterior.

On your way to the sitting room, you bump into Mihawk.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” You say quickly to the hawk-eyed man.

“No troubles, where are you heading off to in such a hurry?”

Mihawk’s penetrating eyes gazed at you while he talked, as if he were trying to read your deepest thoughts.

“Nothing important, I’m just not fond of thunderstorms so I try to stay in the center of the castle.” You try to explain dismissively.

Mihawk lets out a questing sigh as he looks to you, “I suppose that makes sense, allow me to join you?”

You hesitate, but accept his invitation as he follows you to the sitting room.

You let out a soft sigh as you lean back and close your eyes in a plush chair close to the warm fire. Thunder booms through the castles stone halls and you flinch slightly, opening an eye as if you were checking for danger.

Mihawk takes notice and watches you curiously and silently.

“It’s rather late.” He comments nonchalantly, “It would be beneficial to both of us to begin preparing for bed now.”

You clam up a bit, not enthused by the idea of being alone in the loud and boisterous storm.

“Well, it seems a bit early to bed.”

You try to say as convincingly but leisurely as possible.

Mihawk’s golden eyes roll over to you, inspecting your mannerisms and expression. “Hmmm.” He hums.

“Or is it that you don’t want me to go and leave you alone?”

Crap, he really could read minds. You look away, slightly ashamed.

“Storms aren’t so bad… but they feel worse when I’m alone.” You whisper quietly.

The dark haired man looks at you inquisitively, “Well, just say that first next time.”

He waves a hand dismissively.

“You can bed with me tonight if it helps.”

You stare at the swordsman, registering his words. To say something like that seemed unlike him, but at the same time… very much like him.

“Alright. I wouldn’t want to disturb you though, I don’t see how it’s your issue.” You say softly.

Mihawk scoffs, “What kind of a man would I be If I carried no compassion for someone I share my home with?”

You hold in a laugh and follow the warlord to his room.

You’ve been in Mihawk’s rooms before occasionally, it had rich red fabrics and was filled with bookshelves of trinkets and treasures. Additionally, a large stand for Yoru to rest upon sat on an especially sturdy shelf.

Mihawk seemed to sleep in clothes just as extravagant or fancy looking as his day clothes. He gave you an odd look as you stood awkwardly beside the large bed.

“Well? Are you sleeping or not?”

He asks, opening a book as he sits back on the bed, reading.

You carefully settle onto the bed next to him while Mihawk quietly reads his book. It was comforting, he didn’t have to say anything but you could feel his sympathy off of his actions alone.

Closing your eyes, you feel a hand rest gently on your head.

“Sleep well, darling.”

[whispers-of-lilith]

Sanji: "Ah my angel, that cloud over there that looks like a heart reminds me of you~"

You: "Aw, Sanji! You're so-"

*Sanji immediately turning to yell over at Zoro who's just trying to take a nap.*

Sanji: "Oi, Marimo! See that cloud over there that looks like a little bitch? That one reminds me of you."

Zoro: "Wha- I haven't even done anything!"

You: "You're something else..."

[mvrtaiswriting]

Hi!

I’m wondering if I could request a sanjixreader about the reader taking a hit that was meant for Sanji but he didn’t realize, yet the reader kept fighting? I’ll leave the ending up to you.

Thank you, and I hope it’s ok

Keep fighting x Black Leg Sanji ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :

i'm really sorry for the amount of time this request took me?? it had been sitting in my drafts FOREVER and I kinda forgot about it I am so DEEPLY SORRY. this was so fun the to write and literally one of my favourite requests ever, so I hope this matches your expectation and that it would be worth the wait!! thank you for being patient with me. hope you enjoy this <;33 +1k words | gender neutral | mention of needles? | usual one piece violence. feel free to reblog, like, and leave a comment. i would very much appreciate it. if you enjoy my works, click here to read more or buy me a coffee.

A soft breeze blew out Sanji's burning cigarette, brushing through his blonde hair almost revealing his left eye. There was no way he could have survived the next attack - he was exhausted from the battle, his enemy being the strongest he had ever met before. Trying to take a puff from the cigarette he kept holding between his lips, Sanji wanted to taste nicotine one last time. As death approached him, all he wanted was the bittersweet company of his dearest friend; he wanted to feel his lungs being hugged by the warm smoke entering his airways, like a mother holds her child. That was it - he didn't have any strength left. Maybe that stupid marimo was right all along, maybe his captain deserved a stronger wing by his side.

Sanji stood still in the middle of the battlefield, waiting for his final act. He kept his eyes closed, his mind wondering what could have been if only he had a better father, if only he didn't let everyone down.

"Wake up, you useless cook!"

Was this death? Did Zoro follow him into the afterlife? No, no. It couldn't be.

"Sanji!"

Zoro screamed again, the metal sound of his swords almost serving as a background melody for the horrors of the battle. Passing an hand through his hair, Sanji noticed he wasn't bleeding - he wondered where was the headache coming from. Running his hands over his body, he noticed how he didn't feel any excruciating pain: no broken bones, no bleeding. Yet he passed out - maybe he just overestimated his enemy; maybe, he underestimated himself. Finally regaining conscience, Sanji looked around the battlefield - and a part of him wished he never did.

Your figure was moving swiftly on the battlefield, but your attacks were slower, weaker than usual. All you could do now was avoid any fatal blow, trying to recover from the one you just received. It didn't take long for Sanji to notice how you were covered in blood, your usual combat style being impeded by the metal piece stabbed in your leg, crossing your limb from one end to the other.

Biting his bottom lip, Sanji lit another cigarette. He was furious, rage galloping through his veins and giving him a rush of adrenaline he never felt before. He felt his muscles tighten, full of a strength he didnt believe he possessed - you protected his life with yours, using your own body as a shield. How could he be so weak? How dare he put you in so much danger? A sea of emotions flooded Sanji's thoughts; he was proud of you and your strength, yet he was scared, frustrated - mad at how he failed to protect you. His eyes were filled of admiration and worry - you endured a critical hit yet you kept fighting.

"Let me."

Sanji was quick to step in, putting his body between you and your enemy. Winking at you with the sexiest smirk painted on his lips, Sanji finally put an end to the battle you both had been fighting for too long. Before he could realise it, you were already lying on the floor unconscious, exhausted from the battle and all the wounds you endured.

The next thing you saw when you opened your eyes was a torchlight, pointed directed at your pupils. Too confused to follow the light as Chopper just ordered you, you tried to stand up. An heavy hand on your shoulder stopped you from moving, forcing you to lay on the mattress.

"Not so fast, mon coeur."

A familiar voice finally said, the French accent in his words revealing his identity straight away. You smiled weakly, realising the hand on your shoulder was Sanji's. Sighing, you stayed still whilst Chopper finished his job. You were full of bandages and stitches, an IV drip connected to your arm.

"Was it really that bad?"

You whined, when Chopper finally closed his medical kit bag. You saw the reindeer nod, dragging one of his little hoof onto his face.

"You're lucky to still have your leg!"

Chopper whined, frustrated with the way you were minimising your injury. Tears started forming in his tiny eyes, making you nod and fall silent - you knew he was genuinely worried and he was probably right about it.

When Chopper finally left the room, you felt Sanji slowly sitting down on the side of the bed, your mattress slowly sinking.

"You shouldn't have done that."

Sanji finally says. His tone is calm and full of worry, yet his words stung like salt on an open cut. His hand slowly reached your face, caressing your cheeks, his fingertips delicately tickling your skin. Biting your tongue, you hold back your explanations - he probably knows you were only trying to protect him, yet he was ready to scold you like a little child. You were fine, injured but alive. And you would do it again if you had to - protecting the love of your life from a potentially fatal blow? You would do it again in an heart beat.

"I love you."

These three words slip out of Sanji's mouth in a whisper, almost as if he didn't want to let them go. But now they were out in the open, filling the hospital room you were lying in.

"I love you and I want you to stay alive."

Sanji reiterated, clearing his throat. The words almost got stuck in his throat - flashback of the battles coming to him again in a blur. Seeing you collapsed on the floor, covered in blood with countless wounds all over your body. It was too much to take. He always thought nothing could scare him anymore, he always thought that there couldn't be a bigger pain than the one his father inflicted on him. But that was before this, it was before almost losing the love of his life because he wasn't strong enough.

"I love you too, stupid cook. I love you and will stay alive to save your ass." You giggled, causing him to blush. Sanji stared at you for a second, the softest of smiles forming on his lips before he leaned down, placing a sweet kiss on your lips. You were safe, you were his.