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Story Starter: "You've caused me so much pain, yet the love I feel for you blinds me to it!"
Relationship: Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji
Tags: Established Relationship, hurt/comfort, fluff
Summary: "You don't have to protect me," he'd said, voice soft but unwavering. Zoro's fingers tapped along the glass, "But if I don't, who will?" Fighting to protect had never felt more important than when their lips touched.
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Sanji was a lover, not a fighter; but, life often didn't care for one's wants. Situation after situation arose, and Sanji learned to fight - to live.
Maybe that was why he found himself drawn to the swordsman. Zoro was born to fight, to face every challenge with teeth bared like a wild animal ready to put his life on the line, no matter the cost.
And to a certain degree, Sanji understood that feeling, because he loved fiercely and with a passion. If fighting meant protecting the things - the ones - that he loved, then he'd do it every time.
They found their common ground, even if different - fighting to protect was just as important as fighting to live.
Sanji found comfort from Zoro's unyielding resilience, and Zoro found himself ever the more willing to rush into battle. Not for the sake of fighting, but for the off chance that Sanji wouldn't have to. The realization of his own actions only became apparent to Zoro when Sanji sat him down with a glass of booze.
"You don't have to protect me," he'd said, voice soft but unwavering. Zoro's fingers tapped along the glass.
"But if I don't, who will?"
It had felt stupid to say knowing that the cook was strong enough to fight for himself, but he knew that Sanji would much rather be doting on the crew than dirtying his hands. He knew all that Sanji wanted was to keep everyone safe and fed - happy. And Zoro would gladly take over his fight so that he could do just that.
Fighting to protect had never felt as important as when their lips touched.
Sanji never backed down when it came to his nakama. Zoro respected him for that, loved him for that. It took a different kind of strength to throw yourself in harm's way for the sake of someone else, and Sanji did that without fail every time.
They'd chide each other over it, bantering back and forth over how they each could have avoided getting hurt. But their pain meant their nakama were okay, and they wouldn't change that.
Zoro still tried to keep Sanji out of the fights, but the cook always ended up at his back - a strong comforting presence amid the chaos of battle.
"You can't keep sacrificing yourself, love-cook."
Calloused hands tended to sacrificial wounds, lips pressed to scratched cheeks, and two hearts beat out of sync.
Sanji knew Zoro was right, that he couldn't keep throwing himself to the wolves expecting to come out fine. It was taking a toll on him - on his relationship with Zoro. He could see the worry that took hold of the swordsman every time a fight broke out as if anticipating Sanji's eventual wounds, and it made him feel bad, but he couldn't stand by and watch his nakama get hurt if he could stop it.
He had never stopped to think about what it would feel like to be on the other side of it all. To see Zoro stand before him and protect him, tired and wounded but not backing down. It felt like failing. Like a bad dream turned reality as Zoro sacrificed himself.
"Why would you do that, idiot?" Sanji screamed, voice hoarse and broken with emotion. Yet Zoro remained impassive as he acted like nothing had happened. It felt like a slap to the face; karma for all the times he'd sacrificed himself and gotten hurt just to tell Zoro that it was nothing to worry about and that he was fine.
It was hard to pretend that everything was okay when every glance at the swordsman had Sanji feeling like he was in a flashback, watching Zoro almost die for him. He started to wonder if that was how he made Zoro feel all the time. If it was, Sanji understood why Zoro was so adamant that he stop acting so recklessly.
That night, when the rest of the crew was asleep, Sanji joined Zoro in the crow's nest. Zoro didn't even look over at him as he sat down next to him.
"I was wondering if tonight would be the night you'd finally talk to me." Zoro said.
"I wasn't sure if I was going to, to be honest, Mossy."
Zoro grunted in response and Sanji felt like a pit had opened up in his stomach.
"Is this how I make you feel all the time?" Sanji asked, already knowing the answer.
"Every damn time, Curly," Zoro sighed. He looked at Sanji out of the corner of his eyes. "You know," Zoro began, eyebrows pinched together, "You've caused me so much pain, so much worry," his hand found its way to Sanji's thigh and squeezed. "And yet, the love I feel for you blind me to all of it," Zoro frowned.
"Well, maybe not blind me, but I try to ignore it. I know how important it is for you to save and protect our nakama, Cook. I do," he sighed resigned.
Sanji rested his head on his shoulder, his hand settling on top of Zoro's on his thigh, "I'm sorry," Sanji said, voice barely above a whisper.
Zoro shook his head softly, "I don't need you to apologize, because I won't say sorry for sacrificing myself either. I just need you to understand how loved you are, that watching you get hurt - hurts."
Sanji squeezed Zoro's hand, "I'm still sorry," Sanji kissed Zoro's shoulder and rested his head against it again.
"I love you and I don't want to become the world's greatest swordsman unless you're by my side."
Sanji's heart fluttered, chest going tight and voice getting choked up in his throat as he spoke, "I love you too, Mossy."
Zoro leaned his head against Sanji's on his shoulder, "So we'll both do better?"
Sanji chuckled softly, "We will. We'll just have to fight each other when we get too reckless."
Zoro smirked, "I'll hold you to that."
Fighting was messy and chaotic, but so was love, and they'd keep doing both until they no longer could.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Roronoa Zoro/Sanji
Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Sanji (One Piece), Aka Ashi no Zeff | Red-Leg Zeff
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Farm/Ranch, city boy zoro, farmer/rancher sanji, sanji and zeff run a farm to table restaurant, self sufficient sanji and zeff, Friends to Lovers, Cowboy Hat Etiquette
Summary:
Sanji should have known the new farmhand Zeff hired would be a handful from the moment they started bantering, but he didn't care. The help was nice - so was the view.
Alternatively: Zoro tries desperately to not fall for the 'obviously' straight cowboy with pretty eyes.
Farmer/Rancher AU where Sanji and Zeff run a farm to table restaurant.
Will update every Tuesday. Rated M for later Chapters.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 5/5
Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Roronoa Zoro/Sanji
Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Sanji (One Piece), Nico Robin, Tony Tony Chopper, Brook (One Piece), Nami (One Piece), Usopp (One Piece), Monkey D. Luffy, Vinsmoke Judge, The Vinsmoke Siblings, Aka Ashi no Zeff | Red-Leg Zeff
Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omega Sanji (One Piece), Alpha Roronoa Zoro, Omegas have ears and tails, Nesting, Pack Dynamics, Pack Feels, Pack Bonding, Angst with a Happy Ending, Childhood Trauma, Trust Issues, Luffy and Robin ship it, Nothing Happened x2, grab a box of tissues, Past Child Abuse, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Praise, Body Worship, Intersex Omegas, ABO for people that don't like ABO, slowburn
Summary:
The first cognizant memories from Sanji's early years as a child spelled out the truth for him right away. Omegas weren't special. They had no value. They existed for one thing and that was for alphas to decide. Maybe that was why Sanji hated being at home so much. Aside from the abuse, the constant belittlement, and shoving, it was the way he was made to feel useless as if he had chosen to be an omega. He was a child, he didn't understand why his father loved his brothers and sister more than him, all he knew was that he had ears and a tail and they didn't.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 怪獣８号 | Kaiju No. 8 (Manga), 怪獣８号 | Kaiju No. 8 (Anime)
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Ichikawa Reno/Narumi Gen
Characters: Ichikawa Reno, Narumi Gen
Additional Tags: Domestic Fluff, Bathing/Washing, Massage, Pampering, Reno being the best boyfriend, Reno loves Gen the way he deserves, one tiny tlou2 reference, Cuddling & Snuggling, bickering & flirting, they’re in love your honor
Summary:
To be loved is to be known.
Reno takes care of Gen after a tiring day at work and pampers him with love and affection.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/2
Fandom: 怪獣８号 | Kaiju No. 8 (Manga), 怪獣８号 | Kaiju No. 8 (Anime)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Ichikawa Reno/Narumi Gen
Characters: Ichikawa Reno, Narumi Gen
Additional Tags: Cock Warming, Reno is a perfect cock warmer, Praise Kink, Gen is impatient, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Established Relationship, Under-Desk Blow Jobs, Smug Reno
Summary:
Reno warms Gen's cock while he does paperwork and gets praised for how good he does. Gen learns to be patient and that to get rewarded he needs to actually finish his work first.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 怪獣８号 | Kaiju No. 8 (Manga), 怪獣８号 | Kaiju No. 8 (Anime)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Major Character Death
Relationships: Hibino Kafka/Hoshina Soushirou
Characters: Hibino Kafka, Hoshina Soushirou, Original Child Character(s)
Additional Tags: Terminal Illnesses, Established Relationship, Angst and Tragedy, they were in love, Five Stages of Grief, Adopted Children, no happy ending, no kaiju AU
Series: Part 3 of Commissions
Summary:
"Death,
The taker of life...
The bringer of sorrow...
The comforter of the afflicted...
The enemy of loved ones...
The ultimate destiny of every living being." - Roper, Kelly. "Death's Reality"
When Kafka became No. 8, everything changed. The transformation brought with it a slew of new sensations and emotions, but the one that stood out most to him was the flicker of his soulmark. The panicked thought that he may have lost his other half was overwhelming, and he'd felt a desperation he'd never known before.
His hand went to his wrist, fingers closing around the familiar symbol that had always been there, the white yang of his soulmark. But when he looked down... it was gone, lost beneath the kaiju's hide.
The panic that coursed through him in that moment was unlike anything he'd ever felt. He felt for the mark, praying – knowing somehow – that it would return.
But then, as he returned to his human form, the mark was there, intact and unchanged. He gripped his wrist, the stark white Yang a stark contrast against his skin, and held on tightly. In that moment, it held far more significance than it ever had before.
Kafka clutched at the mark, as if holding onto a lifeline. For him, this was the one thing that still tied him to his humanity.
