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I miss writing fan-fiction here! If anyone cares I’m too busy writing my first book and working, studying and anyway just doing a lot of things at the same time! But I’ll try to come back as soon as possible!
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Imagine with Sanji from OPLA 🥀
Synopsis: Sanji is jealous of your friendship with Luffy.
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Sanji was feeling guilty. He didn’t want to feel the way he was feeling: jealousy. About you. With Luffy.
He knew Luffy didn’t want any type of romantic relationship, and he also knew you didn’t want Luffy as your boyfriend.
But why would you touch him like that? Why would you hug him all the time? Why would you touch his hair? Arms? Even talking with him for hours?!
He couldn’t understand.
Wouldn’t him good enough for you? His body wasn’t good enough for you to hug and touch?! His hair?! His company wasn’t good enough for you?!
“Fuck.” He feels his heart aches and his eyes tear up as he watches you hug Luffy.
“Are you okay?” Zoro approaches Sanji with a weird expression in his face. “Are you crying?” His eyebrows frown even more, but then, Zoro looks to where Sanji is looking and understands what’s wrong.
“Oh.” He whispers. “You should… Talk to her.”
“It’s okay.” Sanji whispers.
“Yeah. Sure.” Zoro answers and leaves the kitchen and Sanji starts to prepare the dinner for the crew, he forgets a little about this situation between you and Luffy until you both enter the kitchen laughing together. Sanji rolls his eyes with the sight of it and gets more serious.
“Hey!” You approach your boyfriend and hug him from behind, Sanji feels the warmth of your touch spread to his body, but he doesn’t answer you.
“Are you okay?” Luffy asks as he looks at his face, deadly serious as he’d be ready to kill someone.
“Fine.” Sanji answers, his voice harsh as he talks to Luffy.
“Sanji, man, you can talk to us.” Luffy insists and approaches him, at this point, you’re beside your boyfriend, worried about him.
“Ji, what’s wrong?”
“I don’t want to talk with the both of you, so why don’t you leave me alone to laugh together in other places of Merry?” He stares you and Luffy with that look in his face and suddenly, you start to understand what’s going on with your boyfriend: he’s jealous.
“What’s wrong with us laughing together?” Luffy asks, he doesn’t understand that type of feelings very well, Sanji stares at his knife for a while, maybe thinking about throwing it at his Cap, but you arch one of your eyebrows and he’s back to present.
“There’s nothing wrong, Luffy. What’s wrong is that my girlfriend spends more time with you than with me.” He says, staring at you. His eyes are full of pain.
“And why is this wrong?” Luffy asks and you sigh.
“Luffy, can you leave us alone so I can talk to him, please?!” You ask your friend, he nods and seconds later, you and Sanji are staring into each other’s eyes. “Sanji, you don’t have to be jealous of my friendship with Luffy.”
“Oh, really? You hug him a lot. Why are you always touching in his arms?! Why do you prefer to talk to him? You should date him instead of me.”
“I don’t want him! He’s my friend, okay? And yeah, I hug him, but I also hug Usopp, and Nami! And Zoro when he allows me to! And I hug you, Sanji!”
“But with him is different. You do it a lot and I don’t like it! I’m your boyfriend, Y/N! You should understand how I’m feeling, because you wouldn’t like to see me flirt with Nami or hugging her all the time, or passing my free time with her, not with you!” He says, he’s not yelling with you - he’d never do that, but he’s angry and hurt. You can see his effort to not cry and his frustration through his words.
“Yeah, I wouldn’t like.” You whisper, only thinking about it, your heart aches. “I’m sorry. I don’t want him, he’s just my friend and we talk a lot because I’m getting information about his life and past experiences. For the book of the crew I’m writing.”
“I… What? Are you writing a book?!” He didn’t know that, you didn’t tell him yet.
“Yeah, it was a surprise for everyone, you know?! I would show y’all when I finished. Luffy is the only one who knows because he gave me the idea, so…”
“That’s why you’ve been talking to him?!” He asks and you nod.
“Yes, Sanji. I love you and of course I prefer to spend my free time with the love of my life! But I also want to write this book. I’m a writer and if I don’t work on something, I’ll lose my mind.”
“Ohh, that’s cute.” Your boyfriend smiles softly at you. “I love you so much. I just… Feel you were replacing me for him and… I don’t want to lose you, Y/N. You’re the love of my life too.”
“Sanji, there’s no way I’d replace you. You’re the joy of my life.” You whisper and grab his hands, kissing his fingers, he laughs and kisses you. It’s a slow kiss, Sanji can feel his pain going away through it, because of all the love you offer to him through this moment. It’s a kiss of affection, tenderness.
“Heeey, I’m hungry!” You both hear Luffy yells from the door of the kitchen. “Can I come in?”
“Give us just one more minute.” You ask him and hear Luffy get out of the door with a “shit”.
“So, are you okay with it?!” You ask Sanji. “I’ll spend time with everyone. With you, too. But…”
“It’s okay. But I’m sure you don’t need to hug or touch him that much. Or anyone else.” He says and you nod.
“I’m sorry, Sanji. I won’t do it anymore, okay?”
“Okay, love.” He smiles at you and you kiss his soft lips, Sanji grabs your waist and puts you against the counter, pressing his body on yours as his tongue enters your mouth.
“Your one minute is gone!” Luffy opens the door only to see the both of you kissing like to pervs. “Shit, what’s that? Right in front of the salad?! Grows!”
“Don’t piss me off.” Sanji says as soon as you break the kiss, because he’d have continued with Luffy there or not.
“Sorry.” Luffy says with a smile, Sanji rolls his eyes and gives you a last kiss. “Sit down, love.” He says softly to you and you nod.
Later that night, you showed Sanji how much you loved him. Only him.
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Note: English not my first language!
Imagine with Sanji from OPLA 🥀
Synopsis: Your dream is to find someone you can love and be loved by. Maybe your dream is coming true faster than you thought. ✨
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You were new at this being a pirate thing. After being rescued by Luffy and his crew, you decided to follow them along the sea, trying to know yourself and discover what was your dream.
Maybe it was love. To love and to be loved.
Well, you were loved by the crew, your friends and found family, buy you really wanted to try romantic love one day. Having a boyfriend. This boyfriend becoming a husband…
You couldn’t sleep thinking about it, and thinking about him.
Sanji.
He was the only person who got you thinking about it. You were in love with him since, to be honest, the first time you saw him with that blonde hair, but you truly started to love him when you started to live with him.
Life with Sanji was so easy. Full of love, energy, funny moments and comfort in the difficult ones.
It was so easy to love this man.
“Stupid! He doesn’t love you the way you do.” You whisper to yourself, starting to get that feeling.
Sadness.
Of course, sadness was always there since the day you realized you wanted him. You loved him.
“Shit.” You whisper as you get up, you couldn’t start to think about Sanji that you’d get so sad.
You felt in love with the only man you couldn’t.
The flirty one. He’d flirt with every woman in the world. With you? Yes. But with Robin, with Nami, with every fucking woman.
Your heart starts to break and you decide you can’t cry one more night. You need fresh air and some water to undo the knock on your chest.
Walking silently to the kitchen, you see the only person you didn’t want to see. Sanji.
“Sanji?”
“Hey!” He smiles at you, his hair falling over his face makes your heart flutter with adoration.
“What are you doing?” You ask, confused.
“Uh, just trying a new recipe. And you, my dear? Why are you here late at night?!” He gives you another smile as you approach him.
“Couldn’t sleep, and needed to drink some water.” You say, the smell of whatever Sanji was making makes you mouth water and you stop near him to watch it. “It smells so good! What’s that?”
“A fish I brought from that market.” He smiles again. “Want to prove it?” He asks, staring down at your eyes.
“I’d love to.” Even if you shouldn’t. Being around Sanji only makes you fall in love more and more.
“Here.” He gives you a bottle of water.
“Thanks, Sanji.”
“It’s fine, my dear. Sit down while I finish it.” He points to the sofa. For some reason, this man hated to see you uncomfortable. You ignore and sit next to him, in the counter. “Uh, why here?!”
“I just want to stay next to you.” You whisper and Sanji stops what he’s doing and gives you a tender look, his mouth touches your shoulder as he gives you a little kiss.
“You’re so cute.” He whispers.
“You too, Sanji.” You whisper.
You smile to each other for two or three seconds.
“I’m almost done.” He starts to decorate the plate with the fish and some salad.
You watch Sanji finish and your heart melts with the view, he’s showing you the meal, a proud smile on his lips. Urgh, he’s so handsome.
But not only that… This man has passion for cooking. Genuine. And he’s calm and soft, but at the same time, he’s strong and confident.
“Why are you staring, uh? Do you like the view?” He flirts and you laugh.
“Yeah, it’s delicious, and I’m not talking about the meal.” The man laughs and you smile, you loved to see Sanji laughs. To hear his laugh.
“I can say the same, my dear. But, please, don’t make me blush.”
“Why not? You always make me blush.”
“Do I?”
“Uhum.” You whisper.
“Good to know.” The man gives you a convinced smile. “It’s ready.” He puts the meal on the table in front of the sofa and you get up to sit next to him on the green couch.
“We’re sharing it, right?!”
“You can eat it all if you want to.” Sanji smiles at you and you laugh.
“No way, Sanji! It’s a lot of food. Share it with me, please?!”
“If you insist, my dear.” He grabs two forks and gives you one, then grabs a little pillow and puts it in your back. “Are you feeling comfortable, Y/N?”
See it? So hard to not fall in love with this man.
“Yeah. Thank you, Sanji.”
“It’s okay, my dear.” He watches you eat with a little smile and, as long as he wants to give you the food in your mouth, he allows you to eat by yourself. “Is it good?!”
“So good!” You whisper, the taste is great. “You’re so talented, Sanji.”
“Thank you. I’m glad you liked it, my dear Y/N.” He smiles softly, the tender expression is there. You grab a portion with your fork and directs it to his mouth, Sanji accepts and you laugh when a surprised sigh comes out of his throat. “Wow, it’s really good!”
“It’s perfect, Ji. Like everything you make!” You say, Sanji looks at you for a moment, he observes your beautiful face, your eyes, your perfect shaped lips, the format of your eyebrows, your cheeks…
“Well, you’re perfect.” He whispers.
“Thank you.” You whisper, feeling your heart beating faster with the compliment so suddenly.
The man really likes to make you blush, uh?!
He smiles and grabs your fork, a portion of the fish and directs it to your mouth like you did with him.
“Sanji!”
“What?!”
“I have hands.” You say, and he laughs.
“I know, but i love serving you.” He confess in a whisper.
“I love you.” You whisper, almost inaudible, and he frowns his eyebrows.
“Sorry, honey. What did you just say?!”
“I said I love you.” You repeat, this time staring his ocean eyes.
“I love you too. He whispers, his eyes tearing up. “So much, my dear Y/N.”
You laugh, your eyes are a pool of tears and your heart is beating so fast like you just ran a marathon.
“Well, I’m glad you do.” You say, which makes him laugh while crying. You loved it about him: how Sanji could be so emotional and don’t be shamed about it.
“Me too.” He says and then gives the food in your mouth again and, this time, you don’t even complain.
You both finish the meal with little smiles and you watch Sanji wash the dishes - this man would never allow you to do it.
“So, my dear, can I walk you to your bedroom?!” He asks as he finishes, you nod and Sanji smiles, you approach him and his hips touches the counter behind him. “Uhm, what’s that?”
“I want you to kiss me, Ji.” You whisper and the man laughs.
“Wow, I thought you wouldn’t ask me that!” He whispers.
“I don’t need to ask, you can kiss me anytime you want.” You whisper, your hands grabs his tie and his hands grabs your waist.
“Uh, I wanted to be a gentleman and make sure you’d want to kiss me, honey.”
“You’re a gentleman. Always.” You say and pull him by his tie, Sanji kisses you so avidly he doesn’t even look like the man talking about gentleness a few seconds ago. His hands run through your body and he switches places with you: now you’re the one against the counter, his hips meets yours and you let out a sigh. His body is so strong.
“I really wanted to do it.” Sanji whispers and gives you that tender look.
“Me too.”
“I… Let’s go.” He moves away from you. “I don’t think we should do it here.” Sanji gives a look around the kitchen and you nod.
“Yeah, we shouldn’t. Let’s do it in my bedroom instead.” You say and he laughs.
“Good idea, my dear Y/N.”
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Notes: I’m obsessed with this man so I needed to write about him. (If there’s any mistake: English is not my first language!)
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Imagine with Hayden Christensen 🥀
Synopsis: You and Hayden are divorced and have a daughter. When you allow your ex-husband to come with the both of you in a trip to Hawaii, things get a little… Weird.
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Day One
You watch Hayden with your daughter and smile. At least, he’s a great father.
She’s seven, has Hayden’s hair and smile, but her eyes are yours. Your ex-husband could never forget you, because you’d always be in her eyes.
And, of course you’d never forget him, he was in her smile. And her obsession with cakes. Hayden loves cake. It’s annoying the way he’d eat a whole cake and still have that fuckin’ great body. He’s all shaped and sculpted by angels, while you? You had to make a hard diet to lose the weight you gained from pregnancy.
“Why are you staring at me?!” He asks when he approaches, he’s only wearing shorts, his ridiculous - and perfect body all over your face.
“Just thinking about ways to kill you.” You whisper and he laughs. “What? You should sleep with one eye open, Hayden.”
“Oh, so you’re telling me you’ll appear in my bedroom at night?” Your ex gives you a smirk and you roll your eyes.
“Fuck you.” You whisper.
“Yeah.” He laughs.
Day Two
Hayden convinced you to make him cake. He said your daughter wanted it so badly - turns out she didn’t even care you were making it.
“Why lie to me, Hayden?” You asked after you slapped him and putted him to help you.
“Because I love your cakes.” He answers and you laugh. “What?”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I miss it.” He looks… Sad?! You can’t tell, but you feel it. “Do you remember when we used to make cakes? When we were together?!”
“Yes, but… This wasn’t the only thing we’d do, make or…”
“Yeah, sex was good, too.” He whispers and you slap him. Again. “Hey, stop!”
“I wasn’t talking about sex!” You whisper. “And ‘sex was good’? Fuck you! Sex was wonderful.”
“Well, I don’t remember. Could you help me with it?!” He approaches you and pins you against the balcony with his body. You are chocked. And horny. But chocked! “Oh, shit! You should see your face, Y/N.” He laughs and gives you your space back.
“Fuck you, Hayden.”
Day Three
Your daughter wanted to eat in a restaurant at the beach. You didn’t want to cook and neither did your ex-husband, so you both said “yes.”
You put a bikini and a little dress - well, it was hot and you’d be at the beach, so… Why not?! You loved your body, you’re finally happy with your shape. After some blush and gloss, you’re ready.
“Mom, you’re beautiful!” Your daughter says softly when she sees you. “Thank you, princess. You’re beautiful!” You say to her, Hayden gives you a stare and you arch one of your eyebrows.
“What’s wrong, Hayden?”
“Nothing.” He whispers and opens the front door. The man was with a Lacoste shirt and shorts, but still handsome.
“Can we go, pleaseeee?” Your daughter asked, impatiently, and you nodded. “I’m hungry!” She complains and you laugh.
“It’s okay, sweetie. We’ll arrive soon.”
The three of you walk for five minutes and arrive at the restaurant, Y/D/N sits in an empty table and you follow her as Hayden gets the menu from the counter.
“Mommy, daddy can’t stop looking at you.” Your daughter says.
“Oh, really?!” You’re surprised with her noticing and with Hayden staring. “Yeah.”
“Here.” Hayden gives you a menu and sits next to his daughter. “What do you want, princess?!”
“I don’t know.” Your daughter says, the menu Hayden gave her was full of delicious food. “Let’s decide, uh?”
Turns out Y/D/N asked for a hamburger and fries, Hayden and you decided to eat a special dinner for couples - according to the menu. You thought it would be funny since you were divorced.
“What did you think?” He asks when you finish the dinner. “Good?”
“Yes, I loved it.” You smile. “But I really wanted a drink.”
“Go get one, honey.” He says to you, you nod and walks to the counter to get a drink. Maybe a margarita or… Whiskey? You wanted to forget the way Hayden was looking at you.
“Hello, darling.” A man - not Hayden for your sadness says. “Can I buy you a drink?!”
“No.” You say as you wait for the bartender. “C’mon, I insist. A beautiful lady shouldn’t pay for a drink.”
“She’s not paying.” There’s your husband… Your ex. Ex. Hayden puts an arm around your waist and pulls you closer to his body. You can feel his chest against your back. “Sorry, man.” And the guy leaves.
“I don’t need your help.” You say as he laughs.
“Yeah, but why not?!”
“Why are you acting weird?!” You ask, your daughter was there, next to you, so you tried to sound soft.
“Weird?”
“Starring at me.” You answer. “Stop it!”
“I can’t.”
“Why not, Hayden?”
“There’s salad on your tooth.” He says and you frown your eyebrows.
“What?”
“I’m kidding, honey.” He laughs and you roll your eyes. “You… You are beautiful.”
“Was it hard to say that?!” You mock him and he rolls his eyes, but laughs.
“A little, yeah.” He confesses. “I’ll pay, stay with Y/D/N.” He leaves, you get your drink - a margarita, and wait patiently for him.
“Mommy, are you and daddy dating again?” Your daughter asks and you almost choke with the drink.
“No, sweetie! Your dad was just… Being nice.” You answer and she nods, you can notice the sadness on her face. “We’re friends, uh? Don’t be sad, sweetie.”
“Why’s she sad?” You hear Hayden’s voice behind you and turn around to see him. How can someone be this handsome?!
“‘Cause I want you and mommy to be together again.” She whispers, tears all over her eyes, you didn’t know your divorce affected her so badly until now. You drink the whole margarita in one gulp while Hayden grabs her in his arms.
“My princess, it’s not that simple.” He says with a tender voice as he starts to leave to the beach and you follow, your heart is hurting. “Your mom and I have our differences, but we… Are friends. And we love you so much, okay?”
“But you… Find her beautiful!” When the three of you are distant enough from the restaurant, Hayden puts her in the sand and sits down, you do the same as your ex.
“I do, and I’ll always do, but…”
“It’s more than that, my dear.” You say to her, your voice as soft as you can, but the knock on your throat makes it hard to speak. “I find your daddy so handsome, and I love him, but it’s more than…”
“What?” Hayden cuts you off, eyebrows raised to reveal his unbelief about what you just said.
“What?” You ask, confused.
“Do you still love me?”
“Yes, Hayden.” You say as if it was obvious.
“What do you mean?”
“I will always love you.” You wait for him to answer, but he doesn’t, so you continue your speech to your daughter. “Anyway, sweetie. Your dad and I will always be there for you, okay? We love you more than anything in the world and that’s all that matters.”
“Okay.” Hayden smiles at her and you wipe her tears away.
Day Four
Hayden’s acting weird since you said you’d always love him. He’s distant and doesn’t even laugh when you tell your usual shitty jokes.
After a kiss of goodnight in Y/D/N you went to your bedroom, took a good shower and put your pajamas - an old and long shirt, panties and socks. It was comfortable and simple, but you loved it.
But you couldn’t sleep. Why was Hayden acting like that?! Your daughter even asked what’s wrong with him! Maybe… Feeling guilty?! Or wanting to move on but feeling he couldn’t do it because you’ll always love him?! Oh, shit. Probably this one. “Fuck.” You whisper before getting out of your bed, in the need of a cup of water.
You leave your bedroom and, downstairs, notice Hayden’s in the kitchen. He gives you a look that makes your whole body burn in desire. You knew that look. He gave you this look the night he got you pregnant, you were wearing a red dress.
“What?”
“You don’t have shorts?” He tries to be funny, but you can see he’s tense.
“I was wearing a bikini hours earlier, Hayden.”
“Not the same thing as a red lace panties.” He says and you laugh.
“Is it bothering you?!”
“No, I…”
“Why are you acting weird, Hayden?” You approach him and cross your arms. He’s against a balcony, so you block him from leaving - even when you’re not as tall as him. “Uh? Answer me.”
“You said you’d always love me! What the hell was that?!”
“The truth, Hayden! But don’t worry, I don’t want it to stop you to find another woman.”
“I don’t want to find another woman, Y/N!” He says, upset with you. “I love you too.”
“What?”
“I still love you! I’ll always love you.” He whispers. “You’re just… Fuck! You’re freaking me out!” He says, your heart is beating so fast that Hayden can see it by the way your chest is moving. “I’m almost losing my mind, Y/N.”
“Hayden, I don’t understand!” You whisper.
“I want you, Y/N.” He answers. “I love you.”
You kiss him, and when your tongue touches his, your heart hurts. You missed him. His hands, lips, laugh… You missed everything about Hayden. He doesn’t waist any time and, with his hands and hip, pins you against the balcony.
“Ou, fuck. I missed you so much.” He whispers between kisses. “I missed you too, Hayd.”
“Yeah?” The man looks right into your eyes, his fingers squeezes your hips and a small sigh comes from your mouth. “I dreamt about your whispers and moans every fuckin’ day, love.”
“I dreamt about you too, Hayden.” His fingers traced the waistband of your lace panties.
“What dreams did you have?!” He asks with a soft voice. “Tell me, honey.”
“You were fucking me.” Hayden groans and kisses you as an answer. He’s starving for you. His hands inside your shirt, on your ass, hips and throat, taking your lace panties and then, the old shirt.
“Shit. You’re perfect.” He whispers as he admires your body. “So hot.” His lips travel through your chest. “Can I go down on you?! Please?” He asks, desperate. “I miss your pussy on my mouth.” Not trusting in your own voice, you nod and observe Hayden get on his knees for you. “Put your legs on my shoulders, honey.” He asks and you do it, so Hayden squeezes your thighs and starts to lick your wetness as a hungry man. You let out a deep moan when his tongue sucks your clit.
“Shh, honey. Our daughter is sleeping.” He whispers against your pussy. “I want you to be a good girl and stay in silence.”
“Hayden, please.” You grab his hair and a groan scapes from his lips. “Don’t do it.”
“Why not?” You knew he loved when you pulled his hair. “Scared of baldness?”
“Jesus, no.” He laughs. “Actually, I’m scared of losing my control.” He gives little kisses on your wet folds and you sigh.
“Please, Hayden.” You whisper and Hayden gives you a grin before attacking your pussy again. The man is willing to make you reach your climax, he knows where to lick and suck to make you want to scream and only when you come for the second time, he seems to be satisfied. “Uh, that’s perfect.” Hayden gets up. “I love your taste, I missed it.”
“I… Hayden, please.” You feel so horny like a teenager and you can see by his erection that he feels the same.
“Gonna give you what we want, my love.” Hayden grabs you in bridal style and takes you to his bedroom upstairs.
Day Five
Waking up next to Hayden is something you missed so much. You’re in his arms and when you try to move, he doesn’t allow you to.
“Hayden.” You whisper with a smile.
“Don’t leave, love.”
“I’ll never leave, Hayden.”
“Promise me?”
“Yes, Hayd.” You whisper, knowing you weren’t talking about leaving the bed.
“I love you. Always.”
“I love you too, Hayden. Always.”
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Imagine with Hayden Christensen 🥀
Synopsis: Your Instagram as Hayden’s girlfriend x His Instagram as your boyfriend.
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