#zosan wip

[justanothersanjilover]

Modern ZoSanZo Au: Sanji finds a badly injured man in a back alley and wants to take him to the hospital. The man refuses, so Sanji takes him home and calls his friend Chopper (who is in med school). Chopper patches the man up - after a lot of convincing from Sanji.

The man stays for a few weeks until he can walk again, and then one morning, he isn’t in the apartment anymore. Sanji is a bit angry because he never got a thank you or anything like that, but he starts to forget that weird situation faster than he thought.

Until one day, he gets shoved into an alley by two jacked guys who try to make a move on him. He tries to fight them off but is too weak. Hearing someone call out to them, Sanji fears another one of their buddies will come to help them. But just a moment later, they are unconscious on the floor - the man he helped standing in front of him, looking him up and down.

That’s when it starts. Sanji sees him everywhere he goes, even talking to him sometimes. He left food outside because the man wouldn’t come into his house again, but clearly, he is hungry - the plates are always licked clean.

It is when Sanji watches TV, and the news talks about the son of a gang boss who was caught up in a bad fight and seemed to have disappeared around the time Sanji found that man. They show a picture of a man with green hair, one scar over the eye, and three gold earrings. Sanji’s heart almost stops when he realizes that’s the man he helped!

“You saved my life,” a voice comes from behind him. “Now I’m your problem until you kill me.”

[datkat08]

Zosan wip: Match

[softnspiky]

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[ironicveghead]

Armament for the wip game 👀

Armament is a Zosan whump series that I chip away at when I'm feeling savory. My hope is that maybe each will bloom into it's own standalone story but for now they live in that doc as a possible like 5+1 type of thing.

Here's an excerpt from one of them:

Three doors down on the left is the ornate mansion door the guards had been posted at. It’s also the only one in the hallway with two sets of steel bars fastened to keep it shut. 

No… that wasn’t right. 

They were braced to keep someone in. 

The outer edges of the wood door were charred, the paint cracked and peeling from heat. 

“Can you get this or do I need to find a way to unfasten it?” Usopp asks, gesturing to the steel beams. 

“I’ll handle it,” Zoro replies, bringing Kitetsu down in a tense downward strike. 

The metal bars bracing the door fall away and Zoro’s forcing his way through scorched wood before the metallic clanging stops.

The parlor is a large, opulent room. There are various pieces of smoking, crisp furniture shoved against the walls. A rug in the middle of the room trails smoke from its tassels. 

And there, in the middle of the parlor, is a man chained to a metal chair. His still body is hunched forward and there’s a brown sack fixed over his head. Tendrils of blond hair drape below the edge of the sack, the locks curled against a blue dress shirt. 

Zoro freezes. The body is so- so still and it strikes him with terror. 

He holds his breath and wills himself to move but feels as if he’s made of lead. 

Then. 

“Chou?” 

The word is quiet. It’s a hesitant whisper behind thick burlap and it’s the most beautiful and dreadful thing Zoro has ever fucking heard. 

“Curls,” he rasps out, rushing forward and dropping to his knees as he reaches for the ties of the burlap. “We’re here,” he swallows thickly, “I’m here.” 

[micaron]

WIP word game

Rules: Tagger gives a word, then for each letter of that word, you share an excerpt from your WIPs that start with that letter.

thank you @softzosan for tagging me with the word "soft"!! It's perfect cause that's my fave thing to write!

S: Sanji had been craving this for years, yearned for it, dreamed about it, and he wasn’t about to risk anyone barging in and ruining it.

O: “Oh,” Zoro said again, but with a spark of enthusiasm lighting up his tone.

F: For the second time that night, Sanji led the way, guiding Zoro down the dimly lit corridor.

T: The friction sent a shiver down his spine, threatening to buckle his knees, his hand trembled against the cold metal of the lock, and Sanji groaned into the kiss.

I've been really bad at tumblr lately and don't remember which active writer friends I have on here😭 so anyone who sees this is welcome to do it and your word is: love

[xx-deathwalker-xx]

Its almost 1 am meaning it’s officially sanji’s birthday in my timezone!!!!

I dont have anything immediately ready to post or anything, so instead have a wip of a multichapter fic I’m writing called “Roronoa” its a post-canon slowburn fic featuring 40!Zosan designs and PLENTY of agonizing pining. Its still VERY unfinished so its got some rough spots here and there, but I decided to share it anyways!

First few bits of chapter 1 under the cut~

“You’re an idiot, you know that?” Came the low sigh from the blonde, smoke spilling past his lips like strands of silk as he spoke.

“Mhm. So you always remind me.” Yawned the swordsman, leaning against the creaky railing of the dock.

“You really won’t regret it?”

“Dunno.” Came the shrug in response. “You haven’t given me anything to regret just yet.”

“Zoro, its me of all people.” The cook scoffed, sapphire eyes narrowing on the ship sailing away across the golden horizon, surrounded by endless swaths of glittery blue from the ultimate sea. “We fought literally nonstop during our entire voyage! Nearly 20 years of yelling! Surely you’d rather someplace else to linger?”

Across the water, a single vessel sailed onwards, its rudder leaving churning waves in its wake as it tacked into the wind, mighty sails marked with a jolly roger wearing a straw hat billowing out with a thud that was lost against the breeze that urged them onwards, away from the island the duo now argued upon.

“You tryin to get rid of me curls?” The mossball laughed with a squinting sneer, giving him a playful nudge. “Cause you ain’t gonna get rid of me. You’re stuck.”

“Maybe so, but only because the greatest swordsman has no sense of direction.” Sanji snorted.

“Hey its not that bad.”

“Zoro, you can’t even walk in a straight line.”

“Yeah well-“ The swordsman fumbled over his tongue, failing to think of an equal insult and instead opting for drawing his blades with a snarl, steel clashing against a leg engulfed in flame.

20 long years they had sailed together, the wings of the Pirate King with impressive bounties of their own, and yet still they fought like they did when they were teens. Curses and insults flew at each other as the Thousand Sunny sailed beyond the horizon, leaving the duo on a small island in the middle of the All Blue.

“Moss for brains!”

“Your form still needs work damn cook!”

“Yeah well so does yours shitty swordsman! You fight so brutishly! Would it kill you to have a little more grace?”

“Grace doesn’t get the job done loverboy!”

“Well no wonder you’re still single!”

[justanothersanjilover]

Here me out:

One Piece Zosan Soulmate AU, where at 18, you get the ability to summon a familiar. An animal of any kind, natural or mythical. The familiar is there to keep you company and help you get through your life. On a rare occasion, you bond with your familiar so much that it becomes your soulmate and turns human - but that’s not the norm because you have to love your familiar with every fiber of your being, and it has to return this feeling. It’s hard work, and most people don't even bother because you don't have the desire to only live with your soulmate until your familiar turns into it.

Judge always told Sanji that he couldn't summon a familiar because he had modified him, so he didn't have one or couldn't reach his. In his eyes, he’s too weak to deserve one with all his emotions.

On the quadruplets' 18th birthday, Judge, in his generosity, gave Ichiji, Niji, Yonji, and Reiju permission to finally summon their familiars because he knew they would use them like weapons. Sanji is left outside of the ceremony because he doesn't have a familiar and thus doesn't need to know how to summon one. He really wanted to watch but couldn't sneak past the guards in front of the throne room.

So he watched as his siblings all walk out of the ceremony with big animals as familiars. Ichiji got a lion with wings that’s taller than him. Niji had an eagle with an iron beak and claws that could carry him on his back. Yonji’s familiar turned out to be a huge silverback gorilla with stone fists that could fight with brutal force like crazy. And Reiju got a big snake that could spit venom over fifty feet wide and had a blade as it’s tail tip. The deadly Germa soldiers just got deadlier.

But it wasn't easy for the four siblings. Their familiars couldn't bond with them due to the fact that they weren't able to form an emotional bond. They had to punish them often for destroying property of the kingdom and not listening to orders. In the end, the four animals turned out to be scared, violent creatures who learned to listen because of pain and punishment.

Seeing this, Sanji was actually happy he couldn't summon one. He wouldn't be able to stand the sight of his familiar being punished because it would please his father. Because - let’s be for real - Sanji was the punching back of the family, his familiar certainly would be, too.

One day, after his brothers had beaten him up badly and chased him through the woods with their familiars, Sanji sat under a big tree crying his eyes out. Suddenly, his name echoed through his mind as if something or someone was calling him. He thought he was finally going crazy because the calling didn't stop even after hours.

He was still sitting under the tree when a different name appeared in his mind. And in the beginning, he was irritated. He didn't know anyone by that name. But when the name was said time and time again, Sanji felt the need to say it out loud. He bit his tongue because why would he say a random name he never heard before? After some time, the voice disappeared, and Sanji sighed, relieved.

But it wouldn't stop there. In the course of the next months, it happened again and again! At random times and in random situations - but often when he was beaten up or experimented on. Months turned into a year and the name always came back.

After a particularly hard beating from his brothers - which left him bleeding in the woods again - the name came back to him. The need to say it got stronger with every moment. He was weak, on the brink of passing out and he didn't care about being weird. With blood dripping from his mouth, he sat up on his knees and breathed out the name.

“Zoro…”

Nothing happened and he wanted to scream. Because why was the name torturing him for months and when he finally gave in, nothing happened?! He raised his head to the sky, hands clawed in his hair and opened his mouth in a silent scream.

But then a warm wind blew over his body. There was a presence right in front of him. Lowering his head, his breath caught in his throat.

“What took you so long?” A voice rumbled through his mind - the voice that had kept calling his name for the past year. “Why are you bloody? Who did this to you?”

The voice was concerned but also filled with contained anger.

“Zoro?”

“Yes…”

“Zoro.”

“Sanji?”

Something clicked in Sanji’s mind. He wasn't going mad…it was him calling his name. He was…but how?

“Zo…ro…”

Sanji felt tears spilling down his cheeks while his senses began to dull. The blackness of losing consciousness pulled him in. He swayed and fell forward. But he didn't hit the ground. He fell against a big, soft snout. Green hair tickled his face.

“I’m dreaming…” he mumbled against the fur, combing a bloody hand through it.

“No, but you should rest for now. We talk when you wake up.”

The dark, rumbly voice kept talking until Sanji was sleeping against the side of the massive, green Tiger - which would make sure no one was laying a hand on his human ever again, not under his watch!

(This is now turning into a fic over here 😁)

[justanothersanjilover]

Aw, my god! Not another wip to chill with all the other ones in the corner 🤣

But like, what…what are we thinking of a Pretty Woman Zosan Fanfic? 😅🙈

And hear me out: Sanji is the businessman and Zoro the hooker! 🤔 As much as I love the rollers reversed, I’m going feral over hooker Zoro! 🙈

He lives with Nami in an apartment and goes out with her at night to make money. Sanji stops to get directions but ends up way more lost because Zoro tries to help him. He even makes Sanji let him drive because he gets the direction wrong every time! But Sanji makes him stop again to get the right direction, and they end up at his fancy hotel, and he takes Zoro up with him - the rest is basically the plot of a pretty woman except that Sanji is a Michelin chef and his business in town is to get the Baratie back from his biological father 🤔