Blush [Reader x Sanji]"[Name]-chan! Happy Valentine's Day!" yelled Sanji as you walked out of your room, yawning.Blush [Reader x Sanji] by candyderp
"Good morning, Sanji," you smiled.
"You're still beautiful even with bedhead!" he sighed.
You blushed at this, not used to the constant flirting from men. Sanji went to make you breakfast, or as he called it, "breakfast of love". You giggled at his constant fawning over you.
You brushed your teeth and combed your hair, making yourself look neat and tidy. You walked out and into the kitchen to see Luffy sneaking chocolate out and Nami sighing at him. Chopper had eaten too many candies and he was practically bouncing off the walls on a sugar rush.
As you sat down, you were greeted by a tray full of delicious foods. The smell overwhelmed you and you could barely keep yourself from drooling.
"A special breakfast of love for you, [Name]-chan," Sanji said smoothly.
You blushed at the adoration radiating from the cook. Zoro snorted at this and went back to sleeping, causing Sanji to yell at him. You ca
Request: Sanji x Male! Reader He pulled the cigarette from his lips as he stared out over the endless sea. It was a strangely melancholy moment for him. He wasn't quite sure why, but it was there.Request: Sanji x Male! Reader by Thanatos-Mors
"Hey," someone from behind him barked. Sanji turned around, glaring at Zoro. "Why aren't you cooking dinner? Luffy's gonna have a fit."
"Well he can wait an extra fifteen minutes," Sanji grumbled. He flicked the butt of his cigarette out towards the water. He watched it fall down the side of the ship and onto someone's head.
It took him a few seconds to realize what that meant. But Sanji was soon diving into the water. Someone was drowning! Sanji grabbed the person around their waist and swam to a safe distance away from the ship. He looked up at Zoro, waiting for him to send down a rope or something so that he could do something about the unconscious lump of meat he was holding above the surface.
When Sanji finally got back onto the deck, he laid the k
GarryXMale!Reader | Chapter 1GarryXMale!Reader | Chapter 1 by Rotto-Carneval
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“Sweetheart, darling, dearest, it was funny to think that these endearments, which used to sound exceedingly sentimental in movies and books, now held great importance, simple but true verbal affirmations of how they felt for each other. They were words only the heart could hear and understand, words that could impart entire pentameter sonnets in their few, short syllables.”
— E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly
Garry could feel his teeth clench and unclench; tightening and untightening his jaw with his hands balled into tight fists, palms sweaty and trembling. His heart seemed to hammer against his ribs like a wild drum, no distinct rythm or pattern when it skipped a beat or two. Why were his eyes so wide? Why was he staring so long? Why did he feel like this? Who was this person?
The purple-haired male was caught in a hypnotizing trance as he simply stared at what seemed to be a [h/c]-haired, [s/c] youn