18- Tickles [SanjixReader]
Sitting on the railing of the Thousand Sunny, you were enjoying the beautiful day. Well, you were trying at least. You frowned, you thought that after all this time you would get used to the perpetual quarrel between Sanji and Zoro. You glanced in their direction, they had both gripped each other collar and were yelling insults. You sighed, their stubbornness amazed you. You returned your attention to the sea, trying to ignore the brouhaha behind you. Suddenly, everything became calm until you heard someone stomping up the stairs and slamming the kitchen door. You looked questioningly at Zoro, he shrugged his shoulders, crossed his arms behind his head and closed his eyes, ignoring your silent question. You looked at the door where Sanji just had disappeared, wondering if you should come in or let him be. He must have been really pissed off since he walked next to you without even being aware of your presence. You gave a little knock on the door and without waiting for an answer you wa
Waiting (SanjixReader) His hands moved quickly, gracefully, with a skill known to very few. The knife was hardly able to lift from the poor, innocent green onion before it was pushed down to it again, slicing another small ring from its home of the stalk. This was the last ingredient he’d need for the soup, the rest of the vegetables he’d cut waiting in patient, neatly diced piles, ready to be mixed together in a harmony of foods at the cooks bidding. Sanji made quick work of the onion, diced now to his satisfaction. Now all was left to do was mix everything together, and wait attentively.
A few hours later and the soup was finally done. Sanji peered into the pot, thin brown liquid staring back at him. It looked perfect, and admittedly smelled delicious. Sanji wasn’t too worried, having no shortage of confidence in his cooking abilities, but this had to be perfect. Taking a small, well-loved but clean dish from the counter beside him, the blonde cook spooned a small amount of so
Sanji x Reader: Appreciate the Lady
~When you have a natural attraction
You deserve a mutual reaction~
“I don’t get it, shouldn’t (y/n)-chan like me by now?” Sanji asked as he glanced at Luffy, Franky, Brook and Usopp.
“Maybe you’re not her type” Usopp pondered as Luffy shook his head in disagreement.
“No way, I’ve seen (y/n)-chan look at Sanji. She blushes and looks away quickly” Luffy added as Franky and Brook nodded.
“Then why doesn’t she tell me, or flirt back, or something!!!??” Sanji asked as he slumped onto the dining table.
“Probably because she knows you’re a womanizer” Nami scoffed as she and Robin leaned against the doorway.
“Nami-swan, don’t tell me you love me too?!” Sanji grinned as he got a heart-filled look in his eyes. Nami and Robin rolled their eyes together and sat at the table with the men.
“This is exactly why she doesn’t show you affection” Nami chided harshly as Sanji
Bad Habit (Sanji x Sad!Reader)“You’re such an idiot” You scowled, laying tangled with a certain someone. The certain someone who cooks the food for the Straw Hats, and the fire in your heart. It was a cool night, and you laid on the soft grass of the Sunny’s deck. All the other crew members were sleeping, probably curled nice and warm in their beds, except for you and a certain someone.
“An idiot for you~” His voice quietly cooed, sending a shiver down your spine. Strong arms wrapped around your blanket covered body. His facial haired chin resting on the top of your head. The small lit candle silently flickered across from you, as the moon was rising ever so slowly.
“You’re so foolish” You sternly hissed, eyebrows furrowed.
“Foolish for you~” He kept his answers persistent and sugar coated.
“You’re so…” you thought of another insult to spit. “Naive” The word quietly left your lips. Sanji only tightened his embrace
Tough Love- Vinsmoke Sanji x Reader Sanji collapsed onto his bed, exhausted. (Y/n) had run him ragged AGAIN, demanding dish after dish of complex recipes. Sanji could make them in a snap, no problem, but making twenty tastebud-bursting dishes a day was a challenge for him.
And the worst part was, she didn't even eat them! She just fed them to the human compost, Luffy. Why did she do this to him, day after day? (Y/n) knew Sanji was incapable of refusing a woman anything, so she exploited that to the fullest extent.
By the end of the day, the poor lady-infatuated cook was too expended to fawn over Robin and Nami. In fact, just before Sanji went to bed, Nami had asked for one of his fruity drinks, the kind infused with her beloved tangerines. When she asked him, he just kind of slumped and groaned like a dying animal.
Sanji never imagined (Y/n) could be so diabolical. But still... If Robin or Nami had tried to pull what (Y/n) pulled every single day, he would politely
Sanji x Reader: Always
There was no denying it, he annoyed you to no end but yet you still loved Sanji because he made you feel special when no one else did. You sighed at your own thoughts and gazed at the storming sea. The rest of the crew rested inside and they had thought you went to sleep but it was actually a mere lie. The dullness of the gray sky attracted your negative emotions and you couldn't help but go outside in the rain. Your tears camouflaged with the rainfall and occasionally the droplets would splash into your pupils making you rub your eyes in discomfort.
"I'm such an idiot," you thought, "How could I fall for a man who fawns over every woman?" A strong wind rippled through your wet hair and dress as if it was trying to give you an answer. Deep down you had hoped the answer was fate but there was no way such a thing existed. It was just in your book of facts.
You leaned your back against the railings and looked down at your soaked dress. You felt guilty for wearing out a dress