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Sanji’s dream bubble burst at the same time the potatoes threatened to overcook. “Hold on, what? To who?” Quickly, Sanji lifted the lid to let out some steam, which meant Luffy was instantly distracted.“FOOD!”
As Luffy clung to him, Sanji felt himself panic: “Hold on, Luffy, to WHOM am I married?”
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Luffy doesn't want to risk Sanji getting kidnapped by his biological family again, so he makes sure that Sanji is married. The problem is... Sanji doesn't know to who and when Robin declares him the entire crew's wife, Sanji doesn't know whether to be happy about being married to the ladies, or terrified by being married to the guys. It turns out, he only had to worry about one of them. Eventually, Sanji has to admit, however, Zoro makes a very good husband.Series
- Part 3 of One Piece (Zosan)
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“God fucking damnit, I think you cracked a rib.”
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Zoro’s napping in the shade of Nami’s tangerine trees when the sound of cannon fire jerks him awake.
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It starts, as so many things do with them, with a stupid bet.
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Another dream, Zoro’s brain suggested. A side effect of the drugs.
Sanji sighed and curled his fingers around Shusui’s hilt, and for a moment, in the moonlight, he looked like a statue animated by an unknown god, wrought from living marble. Zoro remembered – the frantic sound of his voice, the gunfire-rapid thump of his heartbeat, the wild, animal terror in his eyes.
Let him go, he’d told Kuma, trembling with the pain of standing on a shattered leg. Take me instead.
Hell of a side effect, Zoro thought, before passing out.
