#Sanji's laying on the biggest chest in the strawhat crew

[thekaiserroll]

Can you draw Sanji being drunk and being spoilt by zoro?

Anon I'm so sorry you had to wait so long for this drawing 😭

I was thinking too much about the ways Zoro could spoil Sanji. In the end I came up with Zoro letting Sanji rest on his chest. I hope it’s to your liking.

[library-of-ohara]

anon asked: *lays down in your ask box* I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH MY FAVORITE WRITERS COLLABORATING???? 🛐 can I ask for some hand holding headcannons or drabbles please of holding hands with the Roger pirates, Strawhats and Whitebeard pirates (whoever you pick is fine)? make if fluffyyyyy OKAY GOODBYE thanks also 🤍🤍🤍

➪ a/n: wooo!! it's so much fun isn't it? having lots of fun participating and it seems like everyone involved is having equal amounts of fun. I very very excitedly had to snag the strawhats for this one, and some of my lovely friends are doing the others!! (I'll add the links depending on when they get posted) - maxx <3 (@sugxrslushy)

➪ details: SFW//Strawhats x gn!reader//w.c: 1,853

Monkey D. Luffy

Luffy is always grabbing for an outstretched hand, impatient and unable to keep his own to himself. He finds comfort in physical touch, a gentle reminder his friends are there and as long as he‘s holding onto them they’ll stay with him

Doesn’t matter whether you offered your hand or not, he’ll come running by and take your hand in his, dragging you off towards whatever had him so excited. Might be something you need to get used to, but it’s sweet how much he wants to be holding your hand

His hands are sweaty and kind of grubby, not the most pleasant to hold sometimes and his idea of cleaning them is just rubbing his hands on his shirt. It’s best to avoid holding them right after a meal

But his hold is sturdy, like you won’t ever be able to drift off when he’s holding onto you. It feels grounding to hold his hand, knowing he’d do anything to keep you safe and alive. He holds your hand like he always knows you’re there, tight and tugging you along whenever something catches his attention

Just like his unending energy, it bleeds into everything he does; even just holding your hand. Always twisting and turning his fingers, changing the way you are holding each other’s hands and absentmindedly playing with your fingers

Roronoa Zoro

Not the biggest hand holder, especially when he’s still warming up to you (which may take a while). The time you’ll most commonly find yourself ever holding is hand is when you’re trying to keep him walking in the wrong direction, but even then he’s still trying to squirm free

But sometimes the idea is a bit more appealing to him than normal, his craving for touch being a bit more than a few gentle touches. When you find yourself at a bar or sitting beside each other around the campfire, his hand may gently brush over yours and interlace your fingers

His hands are big and rough but his touch is surprisingly softer. He holds your hand almost lazily, just having your hand resting in his own for the sake of it. But when your hand slips through his effortless grip, he’ll go right back to holding it once again, just the slightest bit more firm

You can feel the scars littering his hands against your skin, small discolored lines decorating his tanned skin that tell stories that you can only wonder about. When you’re both holding hands, just aimlessly strolling around, you might as well ask

When you can get him to hold your hand, make sure you don’t let go. It’s not an often occurrence and it’s important to savor this moment

Sanji

Sanji is just as obsessed with physical contact and touch as Luffy, he thrives on it. Even the smallest brush of your hands against his makes his heart jolt in his chest. He catalogs each touch in the back on his mind, friend or lover it’s something that he appreciates

His hands are a special thing to him, attentively crafting delicious dishes for the crew by hand. Everything he holds in them are special, and taking your own hand in his is just as special as anything else, holding your hand with a sweet and loving care

His hands are soft and well taken care of, his fingers interlock with yours like your favorite pair of mittens, holding your hand with tender care in a welcoming warmth. He holds your hand like it’s his lifeline, no intentions of letting go of you anytime soon

He’ll always be holding your hand when you go out with him, just naturally gravitating towards you and for some way to hold you. Especially in the busy markets of a newfound island, holding onto you tight to make sure you can keep up with him weaving around the stands

A big thing for Sanji is how he always reaches out to grab your hand the minute you may be unsteady, when you’re walking down stairs or trying to balance on something, he’s holding onto your hand with an iron grip to help you

Nami

Nami loves hand holding, even if the two of you are just standing next to each other she’s seeking your hand out to hold it. Her touch always tickles at first, fingers grazing against your skin before finally committing to hold you, interlacing your fingers together

It becomes a reflex for her to hold your hand, she likes the feeling of your skin against hers in any way she can get it. Hugs aren’t always convenient but hand holding is, and the same applies for you. Everytime you go to hold her hand she accepts it in a kind embrace

Her hands aren’t as “pretty” as you’d expect, she values her beauty but you can’t take away years of work done by hand. They have small rough patches you can feel from her pruning her tangerine trees and her skin is stained slightly black from ink, sometimes accidentally rubbing off on your hand

When she’s scared she’s immediately seeking you out, grabbing at your hands for any comfort that she can get, her normal gentle hold squeezing your hand tight. You squeeze her hand back, letting her know that you’re here too

If you let her she'll definitely want to paint your nails so when you hold each other's hands it'll look pretty, whether it's two complimenting colors or the same one with designs carefully applied to match each others. You get plenty of compliments

Usopp

Very big on hand holding!! He just loves it, platonic or not it’s a way of showing love to someone. Such as when he’s heading off to do something, he’ll beckon you with an outstretched hand, waiting till you finally decided to his hold his hand before leaving

He has a mini freak out the first time you hold his hand, completely unexpected on his part. It was partly due to the fact it was you holding his hand of all people, and the other half was that he didn’t expect it. His heart practically almost stopping at the feeling of something brushing against his own hand

He’s just as fidgety as Luffy, but more from his nervous response. If you’re wearing rings while he holds you hand he’ll play with them, running his fingers over the engraved metal or even playing with tassels hanging down from your bracelet tied around your wrist

Sweaty hands too, very sweaty hands. He’ll start apologizing the second he can feel his hands growing moist, pulling his hands away from your to wipe them off on his pants then offering his hand back for you to take

When the two of you are holding hands he’ll swing your hands back and forth, not something he really thinks about when he’s doing it. It’s always playful and fun, just enjoying the feeling of being together

Nico Robin

Who’s a better person to hold hands with than Robin? She wouldn’t even need to be right next to you, instead having a hand bloom beside you and take your hand. Especially if you’re nervous and may need to hold onto someone, she’ll use it if she isn’t close enough to you to do it in person

All you need to do is graze your hand by hers and she’ll hold your hand, it’s something she’s gotten used to with Chopper, always moving to hold his hoof just when all he’s done is walk up to her. It’s like a reflex to her to hold your hand just when you’re so close to her

She likes to hold your hand in both of hers, sitting opposite to each other as she runs her fingers over the palm of your hand. From all the reading she’s done she has a fair understanding of palm reading, so if you let her she’ll happily tell you about your future

Her hands are slender and soft, carefully manicured and always feel so pleasant in your own, her fingers intertwining with your own in a gentle hold. They’re cold, sometimes sending a chill up your spine but warm up when the two of you hold hands for long enough

You can sprawl across her lap while she’s reading, lazily holding her hand while she reads. She doesn’t mind, loving the contact too much and she can always use her devil fruit to turn the page

Cyborg Franky

A very enthusiastic man when you ask him to hold your hand, completel forgets that it may be a bit odd due to his upgrades for the sole fact that you?? Want to hold his hand?? The man could almost cry, nothing more manly than showing your love for your fellow crewmates (and potential partner)

Pretimskip, he always worried a little bit holding your hand, even despite how big you may be it’s more than likely your hand will look absolutely tiny in his own. He could hurt you if not careful enough, but he knew how to be careful. Gentle and careful, never holding too tightly

He’ll drop everything to hold your hand, you could just stand there with an outstretched hand and he would know what you want merely by just glancing at you. He strolls over with a proud swagger, linking your hands together and bending down to kiss your knuckles which makes you giggle

It may take some time getting used to holding his hand, they’re warm and comfortable but you can definitely tell he’s a cyborg just from the smallest touch. His hands feel very sturdy and solid, the metal underneath easily noticeable

Post timeskip it’s a bit odder with the new upgrades to his body, the new tiny hands making you break out in laughter at first but you still want to hold his hand. He’s overtaken with joy knowing you still want to show love despite the changes and he’d done it half knowing you’d still want to hold hands

Jinbe

Jinbe is a bit taken aback at first when you ask to hold his hand, he didn’t really ever hold anyone’s hand. Maybe when he was a child, but affection was rarely on his mind enough to ever hold someone’s hand often

His lips pull back in a toothy smile and he nods, holding his hand out for you to take. He’s unsure of what he’s really even doing, once again not used to holding anyone’s hand. He seems a bit unsure but won’t pull away until you let go, learning to appreciate it

His skin is rough against your skin and navigating around the webbed hands is a bit of a struggle but nothing that you can’t do. You can’t interlock your fingers but he makes up for it with a loving and firm hold on your hand, occasionally squeezing your hand to show affection

He’s tender while holding your hand, figuring out when you like to hold his hand and the signs when you’re trying to get him to. It’s so comforting to hold his hand, he has such a safe aura surrounding him and when you’re actually touching him it’s amplified

[holykillercake]

Strawberry and Cigarretes

pairing: Sanji x Reader

word count: 2.6k

highlight: ¨Everything hurt, and for the first time, you wished to forget what the ocean sounded like.¨ 

warnings: slight angst

notes: This was a request from @vemuabhi​! <3 Very special because it was my first ever request! I wanted to doge the obvious path (which I almost took) and do something that didn´t involve Whole Cake Island, so maybe it is not the biggest angst (hats off to Mr. Oda cause he is Father angst) but I did my very best! I hope you all enjoy and Happy Birthday, Sanji-kun! <3

𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤, 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤, 𝕠𝕣 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤!

Do you remember when you were a kid, and you´d find a shell laying on the sand? And you would pick it up and put it on your ear, hoping to listen to the ocean? It´d always make a smile grow on your face before you tossed it aside and jumped into the water.

That time was different. When you heard the ocean share its endless secrets and tell its adventurous stories, you just wanted to sit there all day and listen. 

This specific event happened a couple of months after you joined the Strawhats. Chopper had borrowed you his stethoscope cause you thought it was cool, and in the middle of thousands of things you´ve already heard in your life, good and bad, the heartbeat was something that you were oblivious to. 

Some would think that asking to hear someone else´s heartbeat was weird, but inside the Thousand Sunny... well, those guys put ¨weird¨ on another level, and you would have to work your ass off to surpass that. 

Chopper got all blushed when you leaned closer to his tiny and furry torso, Usopp told you stories about a war he once won but had to have his heart replaced by a lion´s, Franky said that if you wanted to see a heart he could simply pull it out for you, Brook invested on the same ¨Oh, I don´t have a heart. Yohohoho¨ joke, Zoro let you listen to his wrist, Nami and Robin almost had you sinking into their generous breasts, and Sanji... you left him for last because you didn´t know how to ask him. So you just tiptoed quietly inside the kitchen, sneaked behind him, and tried to listen to his heart through his back. You feared that your nose would start bleeding if he faced you while you were doing it. 

That was exactly what he did, by the way. He poured more water into the stew he was cooking and turned around, putting out his cigarette so ashes wouldn´t fall on you. Immediately you began to sweat, your breath quickened, and hold the stethoscope with a steady hand became a herculean task. 

His lean fingers moved to the collar of his blue shirt and started to unbutton a few, enough for you to have better access. At that point, you believed that the reason why you weren´t bleeding yet was that you were slowly having a stroke, and Sanji´s action was God´s gift to you for being a good person while alive. 

Then he didn´t do anything else, just put both hands in his pockets and waited while you listened to every single bubble popping inside his chest like you were afraid to miss one. In the end, he tucked a lock of hair behind your ear and went back to his stew.

But that was all about it. The following months were just like any other, the crew kept acting as weird as their minds allowed, and you kept shutting whatever your stupid heart was yelling at you. Although... if you could be honest for one moment, deep down you were hurt. 

Maybe you scared or crept him away with your childish curiosity. Maybe he had noticed your feelings for him and got disgusted. Well, not disgusted, he probably didn´t like you the same way and didn´t know how to tell you, so keeping words to a minimum was his way to go. 

He stopped singing and twirling around you, he´d rather call your name respectfully; when you shared the night watches, he just remained quiet by your side, answering briefly to your questions or comments; he even stopped trying to sneak into your baths or make suggestive comments - which you didn´t love before, but you know, you only miss something when it's gone. 

The whole crew had noticed the change in both of your behaviors, but they too were not sure how to address it. Whenever someone asked something about it you would say ¨Really? I didn´t notice anything.¨. Either too proud to confront him or too afraid of the truth. 

~

¨Oi, you ok?¨ Zoro asked, breaking into your personal bubble of sadness. 

You knew it was Zoro because you two were taking the night watch, but you didn´t expect him to show interest or concern about your upset state. 

The night was chilly, so you were sitting on Sunny´s grass, arms around your knees, holding them close to your chest to keep the warmth. 

¨Why do you care?¨ you answered bitterly, but he didn´t mind since he was the king of freaking Bitter Land. 

¨I don´t. But I´ll go crazy if I hear you sigh one more time.¨ he sat close to you, not too close, just enough for you to listen to each other.

A chuckle left your mouth involuntarily, you never expected his grouchy temper would come in handy in times like this. Then your frowned expression came back, and you let out another sigh. 

Before you realized Zoro had pushed you with his Sandai Kitetsu scabbard, making you fall to your side with a squeak. 

¨I told you.¨

You sat again, taking some grass off your leg ¨Yeah. Can´t deny it.¨

¨Yeah, you´ve been doing that a lot lately.¨ 

He didn´t look like he was teasing you, his eyes focusing on the line where the sky met the ocean, where the stars disappeared and became blurry white brushes on the water. 

¨I... I don´t-¨

¨I think you can do better than the stupid cook.¨he kept his usual tone ¨ But I guess we don´t get to choose these things.¨ 

You were taken aback by his words, and despite you trying to fight your lips from trembling and tears from falling, it was useless. You had been crushing these feelings inside you for too long, and it killed you the more you ignored it. 

The swordsman wasn´t saying those things because he loved you or anything like that, but because the entire crew - except for Luffy - had already noticed and began acting weird about it. And despite being the captain´s duty to solve any problem or an uncomfortable situation, your captain was a bit too oblivious, so he had to step in. 

Besides, his nakama was getting hurt. He didn´t care about the ero cook. 

¨If you want me to beat him up... just let me know.¨ 

He said it to cheer you up - not that he didn´t mean, he´d do it for much less - but nothing seemed worth smiling for now. You just bit your lip in order to avoid an embarrassing whining, since you were unable to stop the painful tears from rolling down your cheeks. 

Everything hurt, and for the first time, you wished to forget what the ocean sounded like.

¨W-What should I do?¨

¨That´s not my problem to solve, Y/N.¨ he stood up beside you ¨But sometimes, when I have a difficult problem that I can´t solve my way...¨ his gaze still locked with the horizon ¨... I think about what my captain would do.¨ he left without any further words, leaving you not only sad but confused as well. 

You slept on it for the next couple of days, still not understanding what he meant. Maybe he just wanted to leave the conversation and said whatever came to mind. But even that didn´t fit right. If he didn´t want to be stuck in an uncomfortable conversation, he wouldn´t have started one. 

So you took as a personal mission to observe your captain until you learned how to think like him, hoping that figuring that out would solve your problem. 

You had joined the crew as a historian, the person responsible for writing down every adventure meticulously, every tiny detail of every battle, and every glorious victory along the Strawhats journey. So in one dusk, when you were in charge of the night watch with Robin and the moon was full and bright, you took your journals and began rolling through the pages, looking for a pattern, something that anticipated every major decision of your captain.

You even borrowed old diaries from the time you were not part of their crew. The stories lacked details, but they served to paint a picture. Basically:

Luffy insults an ugly lady, saves a kid, eats something, finds Zoro, beats the crap out of a crazy marine, saves the day, gets his first crewmate. 

Luffy gets eaten by a bird, then vomited in a town, finds Nami, eats something, is put in a cage, beat the crap out of some pirates, saves the day.

 Luffy wants a new ship, meets Usopp, eats something, gets thrown from a cliff, beats the crap out of some pirates, saves the day, gets Going Merry and a liar. 

Luffy wants a cook, explodes a restaurant, becomes a waiter, eats something, meets Sanji, beats the crap out of some pirates, saves the day, gets a cook. 

Luffy eats something, finds the fishmen, goes for a walk, is thrown in the water, beats the crap out of some pirates, saves the day, gets a navigator.

Luffy wants a doctor, eats everything, fights some crazy ass bunnies, climbs a mountain, meets Chopper, beats the crap out of some pirates, saves the day, gets a doctor. 

Luffy eats something, wants to fix Going Merry, meets Franky, loses Robin, beats the crap out of some world government agents, saves the day, gets an archeologist, a shipwright, and Thousand Sunny. 

Luffy hears a ghoulish singing, finds a speaking skeleton in a busted ship, has his shadow stolen, beats the crap out of some Warlord of the Sea, gets a musician.

When you finished the last journal, the weight of your body pushed you to the floor, and you laid on your back for a couple of minutes, overwhelmed by the amount of information in your head.

¨I know what to do...¨ you took a deep breath ¨... I´m gonna eat something.¨

You mumbled something to Robin, telling her that you´d be back in a few minutes, and wandered to the kitchen. 

As soon as you entered the room a sweet and comforting aroma like whipped cream and strawberries invaded your senses, making your head turn to the counter immediately. 

¨Y/N-chan...¨ the cook said.

You opened and closed your mouth a couple of times, looked at him, and then to your feet, your fingers fidgeting as a sign of your anxious state. 

¨D-Didn't know you were awake.¨ you marched to the table and helped yourself with some sugar cookies.

¨Oh... It won´t take much longer...¨ you heard his muffled voice somewhere in the back of your mind, all you could hear was the blood pumping in your ears ¨... cake because today is my birthday and I thought we...¨ your vision was focused on the cookie jar, crushing the granular biscuit with your fingertips ¨...and I...I didn´t know if-¨

¨What would Luffy do?¨ you whispered to yourself.

¨W-What?¨ 

¨What would Luffy do?¨ 

The question wasn´t for him, it was for you. You felt something growing inside your chest, like the blood that pumped in your heart was boiling and burning, giving you the strength and courage you needed. 

¨I have been trying to find answers to a lot of things, you know?¨ you stood up to face the cook, palms spread on the table, ¨I ... do you hate me, Sanji?¨ 

He stopped what he was doing and let the knife rest on the cutting board. When his gaze found yours, there was no way back. That is what Luffy would do. He´d eat something, do whatever came to his mind, and deal with the consequences. No need to go back. 

¨Y/N-chan... why do you...¨

¨I mean, I ask this because...¨ you clenched your hands, cursing yourself for feeling the need to cry ¨I can´t take this anymore, Sanji! If I did something to offend you or if I said something...¨ your voice was broken and weak, and you were a mess of tears and sobs ¨You don´t have to love me back, that´s not what I am saying, but... I can´t stand-¨

¨Y/N-chan... why do you think I hate you?¨ he wiped his hands with a towel and made his way towards you, slowly.

¨Oh, come on, Sanji... You treat me differently, you´re cold and distant, you don´t say a word to me even when we share night shifts! If you don´t hate me, then this must be a sick game you´re playing.¨ your legs felt wobbly, and you sat back in the chair, not being able to face him anymore.  The courage and strenght you had minutes ago was gone.

You just watched him get closer and kneel in front of you, his cold fingers gently brushing away the hot tears on your cheeks. 

¨I could never hate you, Y/N.¨ he said softly ¨I am sorry I made you feel like this, I am sorry I made you cry...¨ his fingers touched your trembling lips. 

¨Then why...¨

¨I didn´t want to scare you away like I always do, Y/N... I know I can be too much sometimes, with the nose bleeding and everything. But that´s how I am, and I didn´t want you to think of me as an idiot... so I prefer being silent, then say something stupid and... ¨ 

¨You don´t have to say this. I don´t need pity talk...¨you spoke as more tears fell, giving him a chance to take his statement back.

¨I have to, Y/N. But not because of pity talk.¨ he gently pressed his forehead against yours, like bunnies do when they apologize. 

¨Then why?¨ 

¨Because I love you, Y/N.¨ the blonde closed the space left between the two of you, kissing you passionately. 

He helped you get up without breaking the kiss and leaned you against the kitchen table, his hands holding your body close while yours ran through his golden hair. His mouth tasted like strawberries and cigarettes, a flavor to which you could easily get addicted. 

You parted the kiss just enough to get some oxygen, your noses were touching, and you could feel his heavy breathing against your skin. 

¨I didn´t know today is your birthday...¨ you whispered, afraid that this was a dream and you´d wake up alone again. 

¨Yeah, I was hoping to get a Happy Birthday from you, you know.¨ he chuckled.

¨I think you´ll be getting more than that.¨

You stared into each other´s eyes for a moment before he pulled you to a hug. When you leaned against his warm chest you heard it again, the same babble of the ocean, only this time you smiled, knowing that it wanted to listen to your stories and secrets as well. 

¨Sanji?¨

¨Hm?¨

¨Happy Birthday... I love you.¨

¨I love you too, Y/N.¨ he kissed you again.

¨Please, don´t have sex on the dinner table.¨ you jumped when Robin spoke.

 When you turned, you saw all your crewmates dressed in pajamas and messy hair staring back at you with sparkly sleepy eyes. You spot Zoro back in the crowd, you smiled and gave him a silent ¨Thank you.¨. You couldn´t help but wonder how the guy who manages to gets lost walking down a straight path was able to guide some sense into you. 

In any way, you´ve found it. Inside of his chest, inside of his heart was the All Blue you heard so much of. Maybe that was the thing with it, and why only a few people found it. Everyone assumes that it is a place, where the four Blues meet, but it´s easy to forget that when you´re a pirate the ocean becomes the essence of who you are.

Little did you know that Sanji had found his All Blue too.