hi coza! may i request a short fic of fem!reader joining sanji for a smoke break? reader asks sanji to light her cigarette by leaning close to the lit cigarette on his lips 😌 plus lots of flirting between them lovers 💖 thank you!
Characters: female reader x Sanji
Cw: none :)
Total word count: 500
Smoke Break
“I thought I’d find you out here,” you said, climbing up onto the rooftop. “Hiding away?”
Sanji smiled as he moved over, allowing you to sit next to him. “They’re so damn noisy all of the time.”
You laughed, reaching into his pocket and grabbing his box of cigarettes. “Noisy, yes.” You pulled out a cigarette and easily slipped the box back into his pocket, as you had done hundreds of times before. “But they’re all still very loveable.”
Sanji rolled his eyes. “Maybe the ladies, sure-you most of all. But those guys…”
“I disagree!” You argued. “I find the guys on this ship to be very loveable! You most of all.”
You gave him a wink as you raised the cigarette to your mouth, and you could see a hint of jealousy flicker across his face. Perhaps you had gone too far with that last comment. Better to make amends before he started thinking too much about it.
“Got a light?” you asked coyly. You both knew he did.
He didn’t have as much enthusiasm as he pulled his lighter out of his jacket pocket.
You ignored his outstretched hand, choosing to lean in close to him and press your cigarette against his, your faces so close that you could feel his shallow breath against you.
You locked eyes with him, portraying a secret only for him. He was the only one you loved so deeply. He was the only one who knew you - truly knew you. And once you were certain he realized that, you pulled away from him with a smirk on your face.
“Thanks, love,” you said softly, exhaling out a cloud of smoke.
You didn’t have to look over at him to know his face was beet red. “You-you can’t-you-”
“Sanji darling,” you gave an exasperated sigh. “All I did was ask for a light.”
“That is not all you did!” he huffed, taking another long drag to calm his nerves.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you giggled, letting your eyes roam across the ship to watch the others.
Luffy has somehow managed to get tangled up in some ropes and nets, and though Zoro had tried to help him, it appeared that he had also gotten tangled up in it as well. Nami had taken to screaming at them as the only avenue of helping them get out.
“We certainly have our work cut out for us on this ship, don’t we?”
“I’m afraid so,” Sanji sighed. “But at least I’ve got you.”
You leaned your head against his shoulder, letting out a pleased hum. “And I have you, you crazy lovesick cook.”
Oh wow, I'm absolutely FLOORED by the response on my Strawhat Screenshot Redraws! Thank you so much, been reading all your lovely tags and smiling SO much!! 💖
Here's Part 2 with requests from Insta plus some. Let me know if there's someone else you'd like to see!
i always get super melancholic on my birthday.. more so this year because it’s the first time in 5 years i haven’t been with my ex during it and idk it’s sent me in this sad think-y headspace
for that one nonny, you know who you are <3 || masterlist
tagging: @sanjisjuul @sanjisprincesswifey
"are you sure you don't want one, love?" sanji asks, as always, offering you an unlit cigarette held loosely between lithe fingers.
you shake your head, letting out a soft sigh. "i'm good, thank you for offering though." you reply with a smile, though the cook doesn't miss the hidden flash of a dull sadness behind your eyes.
"i'm certainly not one to complain about a beautiful woman spending time with me, but you always seem to hang around me while i smoke. i don't want to encourage bad habits if you've already quit—" he says, voice laced with concern, but you interrupt sanji before he can finish, this time with a much more wholehearted grin on your face.
"it's nothing like that," you reassure him, "the smell just reminds me of home is all. it's comforting." the tension in sanji's shoulders eases at your confession, and he nearly melts at the notion that the harsh tobacco scent that lingers around him and provides a nuisance to nearly everyone else is endearing to you.
"you know, the smell sticks to sheets too, you're welcome to find out if you'd like to, dear." he says, as smoothly as he can muster, though his stance is visibly more wobbly than usual.
"maybe i'll take you up on it sometime." you say with a blush and slight smirk, trying your best to sell the line with a teasing tone without letting on just how much his words had affected you.
latching onto the mere idea of the prospect with feverish enthusiasm, sanji is none the wiser; all nerves on your part are glossed over and ignored as a spurt of blood drips out his nose and he starts rambling sweet nothings and lamenting that, if you're kidding, it would be so cruel to taunt a man so deeply in love with such a divine opportunity.
"make my favorite meal for dinner and i'll stay with you tonight." you reply decisively, both of you sprinting in different directions—he heads towards the kitchen to get started and you run towards your room to squeal gleefully into your pillow and sort through your dresser to find your cutest pair of pajamas.
i’m just about at whole cake island and i’ve already cried watching sanji saying goodbye to nami brook and chopper i am going to be a MESSSS this next arc
thinking about how sanji is simultaneously one of the coolest and lamest characters in all of one piece. a suave badass with a heart of gold AND a pathetic, wet paper bag of a human being. every time he's on screen i'm swooning over him while also fighting through twenty layers of cringe. truly a man of multitudes.
idk what the context of this is, i just saw an always sunny in philadelphia scene and thought of the crew also it was a great excuse to finally draw the den den mushies
initially, law had been resolved to pay you no mind and let you continue your nap on the couch of the aquarium bar; you looked so peaceful and serene each time he peered at you from over the top of his book, the pinnacle of calmness that he wishes he possessed.
and then you start twitching—no, shivering.
the tranquility of your dream was disrupted, and that simply wouldn't do. reaching for the fluffy throw blanket nearby, law rises to his feet and approaches you, carefully draping the plush fabric over your sleeping form before dropping to the floor to sit and admire you. he promises to only allow himself to stare for a few moments, but it's difficult for him to pull his gaze away from you, especially when daydreams of finding you like this in his bed each morning dance through his head.
this alliance is temporary, he reminds himself. when it ends, your paths will fork, twisting outward in every conceivable direction but towards each other. however, law lets himself indulge in something sweet, something selfish, just this once.
he ensures that you're sleeping—truly sleeping and not simply in the process of dozing off—before pressing his lips softly to your forehead. law allows the intentionally silent confession linger for a few moments, and contemplates repeating the action just one more time, but knows better than to press his luck.
heading out the door, he leaves his vulnerability behind, observed by no one but the fish swimming aimlessly back and forth.
and by nami, who was standing in the doorway and charges law a hefty fee in exchange for her silence.
Something that really fucks me up is this scene where Robin says she wants to die and how Luffy makes this face
And upon reading this for the first time, I felt a huge wave of emotion over his expression because it just felt to me like when he heard that, he was seeing something else. Almost like a memory that we weren't being shown.
And then later when Ace and Luffy's backstory plays out, this is revealed;
That Ace was suicidal. Feeling like it was wrong for him to have even been born and to live. Feeling hurt, angry, alone and unwanted.
And that the only reason he felt like he had the strength to keep living was because Luffy told him that he didn't want him to die.
Ace never directly told Luffy that he wanted to kill himself. But with the way he carried himself and the obvious disregard he had for his life, it was easy to see for someone as empathetic and intuitive as Luffy. And so Luffy stayed close to Ace desperately until he felt strong enough to stand on his own.
Luffy has had so many suicidal people in his life since such a young age and he always saves them in such a seemingly effortless way just by saying
"I'll be there with you. I'll stay."
But what alot of people don't understand is that in spite of Luffy's endless empathy, compassion and love that's deeper than the ocean, when somebody he loves wants to die it always hurts him so bad and it shows so much on his face at even a hint of it.
He bounces back with a smile so often and kicks so much ass that it's so easy to forget sometimes that he's just this 17-19 year old kid...
Who, at his core, is still always crying and begging the people he loves not to leave him because he doesn't want to be alone anymore, either.
seeing you cry for the first time + one piece boys (part 2!)
(you can read part one with ace & law here!)
characters: sanji, roronoa zoro
note: here's part two which is kinda short compared to part one... i tried 😞
cw/ tags: gender neutral reader, nothing else tbh just a little comfort drabble ^_^
sanji
before sanji heads to his own quarters to rest, he notices a dim flicker of light in the ship’s kitchen.
sanji sprints to the dim room expecting the worst (luffy eating the entire food supply including the fridge), yet he finds you hunched over the table instead, face buried in your arms as you shake ever so slightly.
the cigarette in his mouth drops to the floor along with his jaw as he immediately runs to your side.
“love?” he says, speaking as soft as he could. he places a hand on your back, and he feels his stomach twist when he feels the tremble of your shoulders. you've always been so strong in front of him and in front of everyone else, so the sight of you being vunerable and the realisation that the tough demeanour you've always put on was just a façade is like twisting the knife in his gut.
“look at me, dearest.” his fingertips are cold against your warm cheeks, turning your face towards him as he inspects you. a gentle thumb brushes your tears away.
(this might not be the best timing to let his mind wander, but god, that pouty, teary expression of yours is to die for.)
sanji kisses your forehead before giving you a warm embrace despite the awkward position with you sitting down and him standing up, not letting go until he's heard your sharp exhales turn into soft, calm breaths.
he kneels on one knee after a while, holding both your hands as he kisses every knuckle.
“i’m so sorry, my love. i’m sorry i wasn’t there when it happened.” he whispers into your palms. “but i’m here now, okay?”
roronoa zoro
mr. bushido is a bit awkward when it comes to feelings, you see.
so when zoro sees the tears rolling down your cheeks as you sob, it's like his hands are tied behind his back, completely and utterly clueless of what he should and should not do.
“oi, what’s wrong? what happened?” he scrambles to your side, gripping your shoulders as he takes a close look at your face. he brushes your tears away with his thumbs, and he frowns when he sees the tears reappear in the same spot even after he’s wiped it away.
he’s not good with words, especially when it comes to comforting people. he tries to kiss it better, yet the crying still hasn't stopped.
with a sigh, he sits on the spot next to you, his swords clanking against the floor as he sets them down. he brings an arm around your shoulders to pull you closer, letting you sob into his chest without a word.
“you know i’m shitty at talking, but if you want me to slice someone in half, i’ll always be up for it. so just… just tell me if you need anything, okay?”
he pauses momentarily, thinking of words to fill the awkward silence.
"i know you're tough. so don't let it get to your head, yeah?"
(what he doesn't know is that you’ve already stopped crying the moment your head leaned against his ridiculously soft chest. it’s like putting a pacifier in a crying baby’s mouth.)
so i’ve been having a really hard time (the hardest time tbh) recently BUT!!! today i got offered a job!!! i’m crying so hard i’m so relieved and glad and just wtfffffff
