#Sanzo x reader

[redpool]

I just want to read polyam fics for my favourite couples/ships.

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Prompt { Nice } : 5. “I made you some hot cocoa.”

Character: Genjo Sanzo

Fandom: Saiyuki

A/n: Sanzo, I love this asshole

Genjo Sanzo hated a lot of things, annoying people, the cold, when he ran out of cigarettes. Honestly the list could go on an on. But if their was one thing that he actually seems to enjoy were things made by you.

He loved it when you would cook him his favorite meal { though he would never admit it}, the monk just enjoyed being selfish you in general. You had this innocents to you, you were someone he could trust, someone that he could finally love. So when the weather got cold, here you were with a bright smile on your face.

Though the man didn’t get a chance to even ask you what you were holding as you thrusted the mug in his face. “I made you some hot cocoa.”

“Why?”

Rolling your eyes you placed the mug down in front of him. “Because it’s cold and you’re sitting in this freezing room alone, but if you don’t want it I guess I’ll just give it too Gojyo.”

Reaching for the mug you couldn’t help but smirk watching the man snatch it away before you could get a chance to grab it.

“No”

Humming you stepped closer then placed a kiss to his head sitting down comfortable next to Sanzo. Biting back a yawn you got yourself comfortable, falling asleep.

Glancing down at your sleeping form, Sanzo let out a small scoff then sighed shaking his head taking a sip of the hot chocolate. Though he would never admit it to anyone else he did love you and was grateful for the hot chocolate and everything else you’d do for him.

[salty-says]

What’s Good!

I am Salty and I’m just kinda vibin here tbh. I post art sometimes and little fics so feel free to send me anything you would like to see!

(I really only watch the shows not read the manga and I’m only on post-Marineford arc for one piece)

Animes I can write/draw for: Aot, One Piece, JJK, KNY, Saiki K, SpyxFamily,

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Figure Skater Sanji x Hockey Player Zoro

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Nami

Orange Skies, Nami x transfem!reader

Luffy

Luffy x GN!Reader who is narcoleptic

Reaction to reader with previous romantic involvement with other pirates

[detectivesparrow]

Title: In Good Hands

Paring: Sanzo Party x reader (Saiyuki), Genjo Sanzo x reader, Cho Hakki x reader, Son Goku x reader, Sha Gojyo x reader

Word Count: 2.1k.

TW: gn!reader, you compare your hands to the boys', reader has smaller hands, Goku is aged up, everyone is 18+, fluff, Gojyo's is a little suggestive tho

Genjo Sanzo

The Sanzo party's journey had led them to a small, secluded inn nestled amidst the rolling hills, where they sought respite from the trials of the road. As they settled into their rooms for the night, you found yourself drawn to the subtle intricacies of their hands – hands that had wielded weapons, offered prayers, and reached out in moments of both solace and strife. 

The same pair of hands that saved you many times. The ones who, although bloodied and rugged, comfort in times of need.

Sanzo's hands, elegant and refined, bore the scars of a life steeped in battle. 

As he meticulously cleaned his gun, you couldn't help but notice the way his fingers moved with a precision honed by years of practice, each movement deliberate and calculated. 

The way they eased into the crevasses of the gun. 

The way he meticulously cleaned his gun, each movement a testament to the years of skill and experience that defined him.

Sanzo, ever perceptive, noticed the subtle shift in your demeanor and raised an eyebrow in silent inquiry. "Something on your mind?" he asked, his voice cutting through the quiet of the night like a blade.

You hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to articulate the swirling thoughts that danced through your mind. "It's nothing," you replied with a small smile, attempting to brush off your admiration as a mere passing curiosity, "just admiring your hands."

Sanzo just scoffed with a slight blush, looking to the side. With a flick of his wrist, he closed his gun and turned his full attention to you, his piercing gaze boring into your soul with unwavering intensity. "Don't lie to me," he said, his voice softer than you had expected. "I can tell when something's bothering you."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words, the weight of his scrutiny heavy upon your shoulders. With a deep breath, you summoned the courage to speak your truth. "It's just… I couldn't help but notice the size difference between our hands," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.

Sanzo's expression softened at your confession, a flicker of understanding passing through his eyes. Slowly, almost hesitantly, he reached out to take your hand in his own, the warmth of his touch sending a shiver down your spine.

"It's true," he murmured, his thumb tracing gentle circles against the back of your hand. "Your hands are smaller than mine."

As Sanzo's thumb continued its soothing motion against the back of your hand, a quiet intimacy settled between you, the warmth of his touch melting away the lingering tension in the air.

You met his gaze, finding a depth of understanding in his eyes that took your breath away. "But despite the size difference," you began, your voice soft but resolute, "your hands have always been there for me when I needed them most. They've been my anchor in moments of chaos, my guiding light through the darkness."

Sanzo's expression softened further, a hint of vulnerability flickering across his features. "And yours have been my salvation," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "In a world consumed by violence and chaos, your touch has brought me peace."

A silent understanding passed between you, unspoken words weaving a tapestry of shared experiences and unspoken emotions. At that moment, the weight of the world seemed to lift from your shoulders, replaced by a sense of calm and acceptance.

With a gentle squeeze of your hand, Sanzo broke the spell, his lips quirking up into a small, almost imperceptible smile. "Come on," he said, his voice tinged with warmth. "Let's get some rest. We have a long journey ahead of us."

As you followed him to your bed, a sense of contentment settled over you like a comforting blanket. Hand in hand, his warmth settles in with yours as you both settle in for the night. As you doze off, you faintly register his fingers lightly tracing over your knuckles, holding you tightly.

Cho Hakkai

The soft glow of the lantern cast gentle shadows across the room as Hakkai sat at the small table, his hands deftly preparing dinner with practiced ease. 

The aroma of spices filled the air, mingling with the comforting scent of cooking rice.

You watched him work, mesmerized by the fluidity of his movements and the quiet confidence that seemed to radiate from him like a gentle aura.

Each chop of the knife, each stir of the pot, was performed with a precision that spoke volumes of his culinary expertise.

As he reached for a spice jar on the shelf, you couldn't help but notice the size of his hands – hands that had tended to wounds, prepared meals, and offered comfort in times of need. 

They were strong yet gentle, capable of both great strength and delicate precision, and you found yourself drawn to the contrast between their robustness and your own smaller hands.

As you sat there, lost in thought, the sound of Hakkai's approach eluded your senses until he was standing right beside you. His presence was a comforting one, radiating a sense of tranquility that filled the otherwise silent room. 

"Is something on your mind?" he asked softly, his voice a soothing melody that washed over you like a gentle breeze.

You shook your head, offering him a small smile. "Just thinking," you replied, your gaze drifting to his hands once more. "Yours are so much bigger than mine."

Hakkai glanced down at his own hands as if seeing them for the first time. He chuckled softly, a warm glimmer of amusement dancing in his eyes. "I suppose they are," he mused, his fingers tracing patterns in the air as if measuring the space between them.

There was a thoughtful pause before he spoke again, his voice soft and introspective. "It's funny, isn't it? How something as simple as the size of our hands can reveal so much about us," he remarked, his gaze meeting yours with a depth of understanding that took you by surprise.

You nodded in agreement, a sense of warmth blossoming in your chest at the connection you shared. "Yeah," you replied softly, your voice barely above a whisper. "It's like they're a reflection of who we are – our strengths, our weaknesses, our hopes, and our fears."

Hakkai smiled, a tender expression softening the lines of his face as he reached out to gently take your hand in his own. His touch was warm and reassuring, a silent reassurance of the bond that existed between you. "No matter the size of our hands, what matters is how we use them," he said quietly, his voice a gentle reassurance in the quiet of the room.

As you both sat together, surrounded by the peaceful ambiance of the quiet room, you felt a sense of comfort wash over you.

Your hands intertwined, fingers laced together.

It was as if time had stood still, and all that mattered in the world was the two of you, sitting there, enjoying each other's company, and being content in each other's presence.

Son Goku

The Sanzo party had set up camp for the night, the crackling fire casting flickering shadows across the clearing. 

As the group settled in for the evening, you found yourself sitting beside Goku, the comforting heat of the fire enveloping you both as you enjoyed a simple meal of meat buns.

The aroma of cooked dough and savory filling filled the air, mingling with the smoky scent of the campfire.

Goku seemed to sense your gaze and turned to look at you, his eyes bright with curiosity. "What's up?" he asked, a lopsided grin spreading across his face, "are you full?"

You hesitated for a moment, unsure if you should voice the observation or question his grab for food. 

But before you could respond, Goku reached out and gently took your hand in his own, his touch surprisingly gentle despite the strength you knew lay within his grasp.

As his fingers intertwined with yours, you couldn't help but marvel at the stark contrast in size between your hands. He engulfed yours, his thumb brushing against the back of your hand in a gesture that was both comforting and intimate.

"Goku, your hands..." you began, trailing off as you struggled to find the right words.

Goku glanced down at your hands, a look of realization dawning on his face as he took in the size difference. "Oh yeah, I guess my hands are kinda big, huh?" he chuckled sheepishly, his cheeks flushing slightly.

You nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Yeah, they are," you agreed, unable to tear your gaze away from the sight of your hands intertwined with Goku's.

For a moment, there was silence between you, the crackling of the fire the only sound filling the air. But then Goku spoke again, his voice soft and filled with a warmth that melted away any lingering awkwardness.

"But you know," he said, his gaze meeting yours with a sincerity that took your breath away, "your hands might be smaller, but they're just as strong as mine. Maybe even stronger."

You blinked in surprise at his heartfelt words, feeling a rush of warmth flood your cheeks as a wave of emotion washed over you. "Thank you, Goku," you whispered, your voice barely above a breath, your heart fluttering in your chest at the tenderness in his eyes.

Goku's smile softened, his gaze locking with yours in a moment that felt suspended in time.

The flickering firelight danced in his eyes, reflecting the depth of his feelings as he held your gaze with unwavering intensity.

"Anytime," he replied, his voice a soft murmur that sent shivers down your spine.

As he spoke, his grip on your hand tightened ever so slightly, the subtle gesture sending a thrill of electricity coursing through your veins. 

It was as if in that fleeting moment, the world around you faded away, leaving only the two of you and the unspoken promise of a connection that transcended words.

Sha Gojyo

The air in the cramped inn room was thick with tension, the dim light casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. 

As you sat across from Gojyo at the small table, a silence hung heavy between you, broken only by the soft murmur of voices drifting in from the bustling street outside.

Gojyo's crimson eyes flickered with a mixture of frustration and concern as he watched you fumble with the cards in your hand, your fingers struggling to maintain a firm grip on the slick surface. 

With a sigh, he reached out to gently take the cards from your grasp, his touch surprisingly gentle against your skin.

"Here, let me help you with that," he murmured, his voice low and soothing as he deftly shuffled the deck with practiced ease. As he worked, you couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between his long, slender fingers and your own smaller, more delicate ones.

As Gojyo's fingers brushed against yours, a jolt of electricity shot through you, igniting a warmth that spread from your fingertips to the depths of your soul. His touch was electrifying yet tender, a paradox that left you breathless and longing for more.

"Thanks, Gojyo," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper, your heart pounding in your chest as you met his gaze. 

There was an intensity in his crimson eyes, a depth of emotion that mirrored your own, and for a moment, it felt as if the rest of the world had faded away, leaving only the two of you in the quiet intimacy of the inn room.

A soft smile tugged at the corners of Gojyo's lips as he returned your gaze, his fingers stilling against the cards as he held your hand in his own. "Anytime," he replied, his voice a gentle caress that sent shivers down your spine.

"Well, since we are holding hands, we can't exactly play cards anymore. Can we?" you say cheekily, a mischievous glint in your eyes.

"Guess not," Gojyo chuckled, his gaze softening as he squeezed your hand gently. "But I think I've found something much better to do." With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he leaned closer, his lips hovering just inches from yours. "How about we find another way to pass the time?" he whispered, his breath warm against your skin.

[deadduvznap]

masochist zoro w a strangling kink

[radiantbard]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: One Piece (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Roronoa Zoro/Vinsmoke Sanji, Monkey D. Luffy/Trafalgar D. Water Law, Nami/Nefertari Vivi, Franky/Nico Robin, Kaya/Usopp (One Piece) Characters: Roronoa Zoro, Vinsmoke Sanji, Vinsmoke Reiju, Vinsmoke Ichiji, Vinsmoke Niji, Vinsmoke Yonji, Vinsmoke Judge, Monkey D. Luffy, Nami (One Piece), Usopp (One Piece), Nico Robin, Franky (One Piece), Brook (One Piece), Jinbei (One Piece), Coby (One Piece), Helmeppo (One Piece), Monkey D. Dragon, Monkey D. Garp, Akagami no Shanks | Red-Haired Shanks, Dracule Mihawk, Donquixote Doflamingo, Donquixote "Corazon" Rosinante, Trafalgar D. Water Law Additional Tags: Top Vinsmoke Sanji, Bottom Roronoa Zoro, Pining Roronoa Zoro, Bisexual Vinsmoke Sanji, Caring Vinsmoke Sanji, Gay Roronoa Zoro, Vampire Bites, Character Turned Into Vampire, Explicit Sexual Content, Anal Sex, Anal Play, Blow Jobs, Blood and Violence, Blood and Gore, Other Additional Tags to Be Added Summary:

Roronoa Zoro is a vampire hunter, determined to make a name for himself, competing against Kuina to see who can do it first. Then Kuina is killed by a powerful elder vampire and Zoro goes after him for revenge. It doesn't go well. Zoro is defeated and turned against his will, while his sire tries to escape his own fate.

He and his sire are brought before a council of the city's elites in order to decide their fates. His sire is put to death, but before Zoro can also be executed, Sanji steps in to take responsibility for him. What follows is Zoro trying to navigate his new life while getting swept up in a brewing power struggle between multiple factions.

[suhjihanma]

Hello could I request bonten Rindou x pregnant reader when they are hanging out with bonten in hideout and reader started to feel pain in stomach but it was only baby kicking and Rindou came and started to carry her stomach to help her a little and bonten was so soft bc of pictures in front of them. They look at reader as bonten's princess yk like little sister, especially Ran(everyone except Rindou ofc)

Thanks

Pairing: Rindou Haitani / Female Reader (Ran Haitani and Sanzo Haruchiyo) Content: Pregnant reader, pregnancy, mentions of "idiot" being used as name-calling, slight mention of alcohol/drug dealing. Author's Note: Ah. So I tried my best to work this prompt. (Also, I'm a little behind with my reading my manga so please don't come for me, ah.) Nevertheless, I still hope you enjoy! Beat me up.

Another night of you hanging with the regular group of men. Laying back on the fine leathered sofa, you can't help that looking at them banter around brings back memories. Both good and bad, you really appreciated being in their company, regardless of how certain questionable things fly your radar.

You dismiss them rightfully so, as you were right by your right-handed man, now holding something special inside you. Life.

"Of all the women you messed around with, you got me pregnant." You chimed in with the bantering as the man that you laid your life to looks at you with a questionable look on his face.

Women's intuition strong, you busted out laughing before holding your stomach in place, not disturbing your child with the intense shaking of laughter. Rindou always gave you those looks. You assumed it was one of his signature looks that he gave you while spouting your typical nonsense.

You didn't think it was nonsense. It was the truth, and nothing but. Being through everything with him and for the other fellow members, you would have left him, but you sense something in Rindou. Despite his sadistic nature, and the willingness to remain loyal to his men, you saw a soft side to him. One that had made you faithful to him since day one.

He placed his hand over your stomach, feeling the faint, painful kicks that fluttered your body. "You are so smart, you know that?" Pressing buttons was his well-known trait , and even seeing that you're pregnant, you would think he would let off easy with the tasteless remarks.

"And you have a smart-ass mouth, you know that?" You slowly rise up from the couch with a grimacing look on your face, Rindou's hand still on your stomach. He noticed your expression, and you nodded your head in agreement, noting to him that you were okay.

"Easy." He guided you from your standing position, now in the back of you with both of his hands slightly carrying your stomach.

"Idiot, no cursing in front of the child." He chuckled while slowly caressing your stomach. You couldn't help but to roll your eyes at his dry humor. Entertaining at least, but sometimes it can come off at moments where you just had enough.

"It's not like she can hear." You scoffed. "Hey, Ran."

The brother of Rindou looked over at your direction over by the couch, a whiskey in hand and wonder in thought. "Yes?" You overhear his question while it then got drown by Rindou placing small kisses over the back of your neck.

"Do you think babies can hear cuss words?" A senseless question that didn't need answering. You were curious about Ran's answer. For some odd reason, you felt like Rindou was rolling his eyes while kissing you. You didn't question it.

"They can hear words, but I guess those words aren't registered in their language or whatever." Ran takes a sip of his whiskey and laughs. "But I can go in depth another day, _______"

"Yeah, let's save that discussion later on." Rindou continues to pepper kisses all over you, ignoring half of what Ran said about your question.

"Ah, come on, Rindou, let's learn something from your brother, at least."

Rindou looks at Ran with a blank expression before nipping at your collarbone, making you jump from the touch of his teeth skirting over sensitive. "What he needs to learn is how to push. Profit is slowly declining from different areas in the city." He mutters to himself, before lowering his tone. "It'll be a bitch and a half to push weight in the red-light district. Cops are getting worse."

Hearing his brother with the usual complaints, Ran looks at him with a questionable look similar to his brother's counterpart. "I know that." Looking at the glass of whiskey in hand, Ran changes the subject by looking at you with a reassuring smile.

"When is she due, _____?" He asks. "I saw the ultrasound pictures of her and the group chat won't shut up about it."

"Can't help it. When she comes out, we'll make her a true member. The first female!" Sanzu chimes with excitement as he comes from one of the rooms in the hideout.

"My child is going to have an education, thank you." You disagreed with Sanzu's word of choice as you walked away from the couch, Rindou aiding you with walking.

"She can have an education, too." Sanzu includes before sitting down on the couch that you were previously on.

"My child is already tampered with the things going on here already." Rindou sighs. "Anyway, where's the rest of the gang?" Rindou looks around the room in search of more of the members, but only Ran and Sanzu were present. You looked at him with a face of slight disgust before complaining yet again of his mouth. "It's my child too, idiot." Rindou looks at you, surprised, before going back to look the other members who were looking at you with slight smirks on their faces.

"They're at the club with some other affiliates. Usual conference." Ran stiffens a laugh with taking another swig of his whiskey.

"I swear, she acts like a little sister to you," Sanzu laughs. Ran couldn't help himself, but to let out a soft chuckle. "I'm afraid Sanzu's right." Sanzu looks at him in confusion. "What you mean by that?"

Ignoring his question, Ran turns to face Rindou and then you. "A little sister to us, and a true woman to him. You lucked out, _____."

"We care about you, ______." Ran smiles. "Even in this lifestyle, we still care about our loved ones. Remember that, please."

Your cheeks feel hot due to embarrassment and you couldn't help but to look down at the floor before looking back at Rindou who placed a kiss on your lips.

"You can say the most pretentious shit, Ran." You feel a trail of lips slowly crawling to the top of your neck. "Even though she's my lady, she can be a pain in my ass," Rindou scoffed while smiling at you, planting a kiss before you continued on with your rants.

The tiredness of your pregnancy was an excuse to not go in with Rindou, as you continued to roll your eyes out of annoyance. You question your child's future with having your partner and yourself be affiliated with a dangerous organized like Bonten.

Nevertheless, you're grateful for your situation, regardless of how a mess it is. You're rich in everything.

Rich in having a man that cares for you deeply despite the bad consequences he lands himself in.

And rich in having a girl that both of you will love and cherish deeply, despite the circumstances that'll make you worry about her upbringing in this situation.

[pretentiousgayguyidk]

Heyy can i request a sanzu x reader who doesn’t like their bday fluff where they sit on the balcony and smoke together in the middle of the night sorry if this is like rly specific😭

Perfect- honestly perfect. We love soft Sanzu here.

ANYWAYS IM BACK BITCHES!!!

Slamming the door behind him, tears streaking his face as he fumed. It was his birthday. The worst birthday he had ever had. To start off he still had work, unable to take leave due to the works urgency. The constant nagging and scolding of Takeomi along with his mother's... Lack of input was enough to tip him over the boiling point.

He threw his bag to the side and his phone across the room, it's constant buzzing irritating him more and more. "'Happy birthday' my ass. Nothing 'happy' about it." He grumbled, sniffling a little. Being apart of Bonten was nothing short of horrible, the only manageable thing there was his boyfriend, Sanzu Haruchiyo. Even then, Sanzu's drug addiction was hard to deal with, it was almost weekly he would come home to Sanzu half dead on the floor from overdosing on something.

"Baby? You alright?" Sanzu called out from somewhere deeper in the apartment. (Name) choked on a sob, wiping his face as he wobbled through the living room and into the kitchen. He splashed a handful of water on his face, cleaning off the tears only for more to come.

Sanzu took note of the bag and shattered phone. Who pissed him off? Shit isn't it his birthday? Is he mad at me for forgetting? Sanzu shivered at the thought of (Name) being that pissed at him. Sanzo approached his boyfriend carefully, watching as he smacked himself muttering nonsense. "(Name)... Baby what's wrong?" The younger jumped a little, spinning around to see his pink haired boyfriend.

Sanzu's hair was sticking every which-a-way, and his eyes were tired - like he had just woken up. He hummed a little before stepping closer, gently taking his boyfriend's hand into his. "Haru..." Sanzu hummed, tilting his head to the side. He was unusually docile, like a sleepy puppy. (Name) let out a tired sigh, hugging his boyfriend tightly. The drug addict tensed a little before reciprocating, gently running his fingers through the other's slightly dirty hair.

"Bad birthday?" Sanzu whispered. (Name) nodded, taking a deep uneven breath. He sighed, enjoying the scent of cologne, smoke, and detergent. Sanzu hummed quietly, blinking away his grogginess. "Come on... Let's go baby."

"What?" (Name) mumbled, glancing up at his boyfriend earning a soft, lazy smile. He didn't respond, silently guiding his boyfriend out to the balcony. (Name) gave him a confused look until he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

"Take your mind off it?" He asked, taking one out and offering it to the (h/c) haired man. (Name) gave him a loving smile, laughing a little as he accepts the cancer stick. Sanzu took his own and quickly lit it, turning to (Name) and pressing the burning tobacco against his unlit cigarette. Sanzu puffed out a bit of smoke as he pulled away, smiling at his lover who took a long drag.

They gazed down at the city, observing the blue, pink, and red lights. It was therapeutic... Watching the nights bustling activity from above. Seeing the night so alive with life, it felt fictional. Unreal. It was almost like a fever dream. "This is nice..."

"Yeah... It is." The pink haired man smiled mindlessly, taking another slow an sling drag of his cigarette and blowing it out slowly through his nose. The nicotine clouded the two's brains with a thin layer of fog, making them feel relaxed. (Name) sighed, smoke drifting from his lips as he rested his head on Sanzu's shoulder. He lazily intertwined their fingers, pressing his face into Sanzu's soft hoodie's fabric.

"I love moments like this... It's calming." (Name) mumbled, flicking some ash from his cigarette. Sanzu hummed absentmindedly in response, gazing up at the nights sky. It being Tokyo, almost none of the stars were visible, other than the north star which shown brightly compared to the opaque specks of white around it. The moon was golden in colour and thin streaky clouds glowing orange framed the skyline nicely.

"Oh! I also forgot, I got you something." Sanzu mumbled, taking one last puff of his cigarette before sniffing it out on the railing and running off inside. (Name) glanced back at the door curiously, finishing off his cigarette before following. He found Sanzu in their room, digging through the closet grumbling quiet curses as he searched.

Eventually, after almost half an hour of him searching through the house, he found the gift. It was a little stuffed (fav/animal) that he got (Name) for his last birthday, in the span of a year and an argument the little critter got ripped - and that's when (Name) noticed the little bruised pin pricks and tiny cuts all over Sandy's hands. (Name) smiled great fully, gently taking the little stuffed animal, noticing a tiny little stain near where the tear was.

"I felt bad..." Sandy mumbled, (name) laughed aloud and hugged his boyfriend.

"I love you, you idiot."

[buccini555]

𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 Part.2

Summary: A date with bonten members! What it would be like to have a date with one of the Bonten members in my imagination. 🖤

Genre: Fluffy/Hot

Content: Contains some warmer languages, but nothing explicit.

♡ 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒛𝒖 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒚𝒐 ♡

⇢ He took you to one of his hideouts (not romantic at all) but at least he fixes the place before you arrive. On top of a table he placed two plates with food, some red roses in a small vase and the entire place is lit only by candles.

⇢ -''It's a pleasure to have your company tonight''

⇢ He says as he pulls out the chair for you to sit down, while you taste the food, he watches you attentively with a smile on his face.

⇢ When both of you finish their meal, he brings you a bottle of wine and invites you to sit in a small armchair.

⇢ -''Why don't you sit here on my lap?''

⇢ He says while looking at you and you accept his invitation without hesitating.

⇢ Your first kiss happens, you are sitting on his lap while he holds your waist tightly, the direction of your meeting starts to go the other way while the desire of both of you only increases.

⇢ -''You are amazing''

⇢ He whispers right after finishing the kiss with a small bite on his lips.

⇢ He continues to hold your waist tightly as he looks at you.

⇢ -''Hey, I want a lot more from you than just a kiss''

⇢ He says and makes you lie down abruptly on the armchair, getting on top of you.

⇢ -''Do you want me the same way I want you?''

⇢ He asks while kissing your neck.

⇢ You ask him to keep going and he just obeys you.

⇢ -''This will be our best date, my love'’

⇢ He kisses you again.

⇢ The candles go out and you're totally in the dark and you make out all night.

⇢ Despite him being an aggressive person, at that moment he was affectionate.

[lawslessons]

Hello! may I request F for the soulmate between luffy and the reader. Thanks!

Hello my dear! I hope you enjoy this! I took some creative liberty with this, I hope you don’t mind. I had an amazing time writing this!

Luffy x Reader - Like Honey

Warnings: mentions of - Franky x Robin, Sanji x Zoro

Synopsis: A soulmates words appeared on Luffy’s back when he was eighteen, but who do they belong to? Usopp decides to make it his mission to find out who it could possibly be. Through a couple of questions and dead ends, Usopp finds his answer in the most unexpected of places. 

“They’re like honey?” Usopp asked his captain as he read the words that were written down his back when Luffy had his shirt off for a moment. The words written down his back had caught Usopp’s attention and he was surprised he hadn’t noticed them before. Luffy glanced over at his sniper and rose a brow curiously at Usopp’s inquisition. 

“What do you mean?” Luffy asked. 

“The words on your back, that’s what they say. They’re like honey, what does that mean? What could that be referring to?” Usopp asked as he watched Luffy slip his shirt back on and stretch his rubbery arms up into the air to alleviate some of his soreness in his muscles. 

“I don’t know, maybe meat? Like a honey glazed ham,” Luffy said as he drooled. Usopp scoffed and smacked Luffy aside the head at what he said. 

“That’s stupid and we both know it,” Usopp frowned. 

“It could be! I don’t even know what this is for,” Luffy grumbled as he looked at his back. When he went off to train after his brother’s death, he one day woke up with these words on his back which still perplexed him. Another thing that perplexed him was where he heard this being said to him before. 

“Did you get it after you turned eighteen? Cause I did too, it’s kinda annoying,” Usopp mumbled as he looked at the words written on his bicep, he honestly didn’t know what it meant and he didn’t know if he would find out who they were meant for. 

“It’s to tell you your soulmates first words,” Franky said as he worked on repairing one of his newest weapons, he couldn’t help but overhear. “You get the words after you turn eighteen even if you’ve already met your soulmate,” Franky shared as he looked at both of the boys. 

“Really? That’s dumb,” Luffy grumbled as he tried to look at his back. 

“I think it’s romantic,” Franky grinned, he placed extra emphasis on the word romantic as he pulled his sunglasses down. “Aren’t you curious about who it could be? Do you have any idea?” Franky asked his captain as he watched him purse his lips in concentration. 

“Nope!” Luffy smiled. 

“So blunt…” Usopp muttered as his captain laughed at Usopp’s expense. 

“What’s so funny?” Luffy heard a voice asked, when he turned around, his heart swelled when he saw the crew’s resident botanist holding one of their large apples. 

“Oh! Hi! Is that for me?” Luffy asked them as he walked over to them and took the large apple from them.

“Yeah! It is, I’ve been working on engineering larger fruit and vegetables and I think I finally figured out a way that I can make them large while using the same amount of resources for a smaller fruit,” they explained while Luffy stared at them intently. “You don’t understand a word I just said, right?” They sighed, Luffy laughed in response to them and that made them smile. Franky saw the way they both looked at one another and saw the unspoken exchange between the two of them. Before he could ask, Usopp began to speak. 

“Oh, now that you’re here, I wanna ask you something,” Usopp interrupted as he walked between the two of them and looked at his crewmate with a sharp, analytical eye. 

“What are your soulmates' first words?” Usopp asked, “Do you have them written on you?” Usopp asked. 

“I do! They’re written on my back which is a bit strange, but I don’t really question it,” They sheepishly smiled. Usopp paused when they said that, that seemed a bit coincidental. 

“What are the words?” Usopp asked. 

“You have pretty eyes,” They smiled as they went to go back to their garden to do some more experiments on their plants. Usopp rose a brow and looked over at Luffy who was casually eating the monstrous apple. 

“Pretty eyes?” Usopp asked before he looked over at Nami who was eavesdropping along with Franky. 

“Don’t look at me, my words have nothing to do with eyes,” She said as she went to walk away. Usopp was now determined to find out who this person was, who was the mystery person who told them they had pretty eyes? Usopp smiled to himself and came up with a self-righteous scenario where he was victorious in finding out who the person was and where he was showered in praise. Stars began to glow around him and Chopper watched on in amazement. 

“Can I help?” Chopper asked as he clamored to be standing on one of Usopp’s shoulder’s. Usopp smiled at his friend and nodded his head, he was excited to have some help on this at least. A pair of detectives, now all he needed was a hat which he grabbed from his side bag. 

“Alright, first let’s ask Robin, I have a good feeling it’s her,” Usopp said as he went to find Robin sitting on the deck drinking coffee while reading her book. “Hey, Robin! Can I ask you something?” Usopp asked as he stood in front of the tan woman. Robin looked up from her book and tilted her head at the strange pair. 

“Of course,” She warmly smiled, Usopp watched how that smile seemed to catch Franky off guard. He watched how his cyborg friend almost broke one of his tools due to his distraction of Robin.  

“What are your soulmates’ word’s?” Usopp asked her and much to his surprise, she laughed. 

“That was super of you,” Robin shared, and Usopp felt his jaw drop, maybe that was for another time. He looked over at Franky who had a bit of an arrogant smile on his face, or maybe it wasn’t for another time. 

“Ok, so it isn’t you. Thank you Robin! Come on, Chopper, we need to find out who it could possibly be. Maybe we can ask Sanji,” Usopp suggested. 

“Why not Franky? He’s here on the deck too,” Chopper pointed out. 

“I have a strong feeling it isn’t him,” Usopp smiled as he went up the stairs and went to the kitchen. Chopper was confused but didn’t question it for now, he followed Usopp into the kitchen and watched as Usopp leaned on the doorframe and tried to grab the chef’s attention. 

“Food won’t be ready for a while,” Sanji said through the thick haze of steam and cigarette smoke. 

“I wasn’t going to ask about that, but that’s good to know. What are your soulmate’s first words?” Usopp asked him. Sanji stepped out of the steam and rubbed his chin as he pondered the question. He pulled his sleeve up and looked at what was written on his forearm. 

“You perverted love cook,” Sanji mumbled. Usopp tried to think about who that could possibly be before it clicked to him. The snoring he heard outside of the door seemed to help his suspicions as well. The swordsman rested against the railing with his arms behind his head, the words “Shut it, moss-head” peaked out under his sleeve as he slept. 

“Oh! Ok, thanks,” Usopp grinned as he went to leave the kitchen and glanced down at the swordsman who was there. 

“Wait, Usopp do you know something?” Sanji asked with some urgency. The fact that Sanji didn’t realize who it was surprised him, but Usopp didn’t think it was his place to say anything, he would realize it soon, all he needed to do was open his eyes. 

“I do, but I think that is for you to figure out by yourself,” Usopp teased as he ran out of the kitchen and laughed with Chopper. 

“Can we ask Zoro next?” Chopper asked with a large smile on his face. 

“I don’t think we need to ask him either,” Usopp smiled, he was beginning to see a pattern here. They weren’t just words, they were conversations, phrases that could be strung together that gave clues to the sniper to who it could possibly be. Himself, Chopper, Sanji, Zoro, Franky, Nami and Robin were all out of the picture, and Usopp could confidently say that Jimbe and Brook would be out as well. That left only one more possible option if they were basing it off of who was on their ship. 

“We need to find Luffy!” Chopper and Usopp simultaneously said before they went to run and to their captain so they could ask him about their possible theory. They ran into the railing, fell down on the grass and watched as Luffy ate the core of the apple with a big smile on his face.

“Luffy! We know who it is!” Usopp cheered as he grabbed his captain by his shoulders and shook him. Luffy’s body moved with Usopp’s movements but he looked confused. 

“What do you mean? Know who is what?” Luffy asked. Usopp sighed in exasperation and practically grabbed his captain by his neck in some frustration. 

“You’re soulmate, you idiot!” Chopper yelled for Usopp as both of the boys glared down at their captain. 

“Oh yeah! I already know who it is!” Luffy smiled, his words made Usopp and Chopper both stop in their tracks. 

“But you said you didn’t!” Usopp reminded him as anger boiled up inside of him. 

“I did?” Luffy asked, he didn’t recall that which frustrated Chopper and Usopp more. 

“Yes! You did!” Chopper insisted. Luffy simply laughed and slapped both of the boys on the back. 

“Anyways, you know who it is?” Usopp asked with a big smile on his face, he was glad that he now didn’t need to explain it to his empty headed captain. 

“Yeah! And they’re grabbing me one of the giant oranges they managed to grow,” Luffy smiled. For realizing who his soulmate he was rather calm, but that didn’t surprise Chopper and Usopp. 

“Why did you say that to them as your so called first words?” Usopp asked. 

“That’s because their eyes are pretty,” Luffy casually explained while Usopp slapped the top of his forehead in disbelief. 

“That’s it?” Usopp asked his captain. 

“Yeah, they’re big and pretty, do I need more reason?” Luffy asked as he relaxed against the railing with one of his large smiles on his face. 

“I don’t think you do, no,” Usopp sighed as he went about relaxing with his captain on the railing. When they came back with the orange, Usopp watched as they handed it over to Luffy with a warm smile on their face.

“Do you know that Luffy is your soulmate?” Usopp decided to ask. He watched as they tilted their head and looked over at their captain. 

“Yes, I knew, why do you want to know?” They curiously asked Usopp. Usopp’s look of disbelief grew as he looked at Luffy and their botanist. Usopp grabbed his detectives’ cap and tossed it on the ground with a small pout on his face. 

“So I went on this whole journey for nothing? You guys already knew? Why aren’t you doing anything about it?” Usopp asked the both of them. 

“Do what? Are we supposed to do something?” Luffy asked, he looked over at them and watched them laugh and felt his heart swell just a little bit. They smiled at their captain and their cheeks turned a light shade of pink as they stared into their captain’s honey colored eyes. The chemistry between the two of them should’ve made it obvious, and Usopp honestly felt stupid for not seeing it sooner. 

“No, I don’t think so captain.” They smiled. Usopp sighed and rolled his eyes, what was he even expecting? He knew his captain would end up doing something like this, his captain would realize who it was and not do anything about it. Perhaps it was for the best, things could just run their natural course for now. He just smiled and watched as Luffy ate the orange slices from their hands and watched him smile, maybe for now that was enough for them all.

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🥰 -Post-nightmare cuddles ||Sanzo•Hakkai•Gojyo||-🥰

{Comfort My Characters! Prompts }

-Sanzo-

It was something that Sanzo had gotten used to, the nightmares. The ones about the man raising him getting slaughtered. Thankfully they only happened when it rained but when it did that’s when they came.

Waking up, his breath in his throat. He’s often would find himself smoking watching the rain. But now, now that he had someone that cared for him he tried to hide the nightmares. Though of course you saw right through him, you saw through his act. You’d often cuddle close to him. Your hands on his cheeks, you would do anything to rid him of his nightmares.

Sanzo would often find himself in your arms, his head on your chest has he bled you close. He started to find that the rain didn’t bother him much, not when he had you.

•+•

-Hakkai-

Hakkai would never complain about his nightmares, why would he when he was the cause for them.He never told you about them either. He couldn’t burden you with that, not when you did so much to help the group.

Though you found out on your own when you caught the man you loved having a nightmare. It took a lot to coax him out of it. For him to do his best to explain,he never fully tell you of his nightmares the man grateful for you helping him. Their was a reason to why he loves you.

He enjoys resting his head on your chest, listing to your heartbeat.Your heartbeat always soothed him, eased his nerves. Hakkai found it much easier to fall asleep while listing to your heartbeat.

•+•

-Gojyo-

Gojyo never mentioned his nightmares, he never felt the need to bring them up. He likes to keep the past in the past. He hated to even think about them because thinking about them would often sour his mood. Not to mention that it wasn’t very hot waking up in a panic when you have a naked woman next to you.

Then you came along, he first thought it would be a fling, some pretty woman to share his bed with. But then he started to enjoy your company outside the bedroom. He enjoyed hearing your laugh, your smile, the little quips you made to Goku or how you’d often would tease Sanzo.

He enjoyed seeing how well you and Hakkai got along. He loved how you’d fall asleep on his shoulder when riding with Jeep, that you never questioned about the scars on his cheek. He loved how you would play with his hair. So when he finally figured out his feelings for you he finally told you about his past, his abuse.

Though he didn’t think that digging in his past would cause a nightmare. Jerking awake, he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He felt your fingers ringing through his hair, he didn’t even register the fact that you were pulling his head to your chest. Squeezing his eyes shut he let his arms wrap around your waist hugging you as he nuzzled his face into your neck. No words were needed, Gojyo knew that he was loved just being in your arms, he knew that you would he the one to chase his nightmares away.

With you he wouldn’t be alone.

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Requests! Hey guys please send me some requests!!!

I write zosan, op x reader (I’m on Impel Down so any character introduced after I will not know!)

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Title: Bounded by Resolve

Paring: Sanzo Party x reader (Saiyuki)

Word Count: 2.1k.

TW: gn!reader, platonic?, reader gets hurt, comfort, Sanzo crew gets worried

Sweat beads on your brow as you watch, your heart hammering in your chest with a rhythm that matches the drumbeat of fear pulsing through your veins. The scent of sweat and fear hangs heavy in the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of the forest floor to create an atmosphere thick with tension.

The demon's approach is relentless, its movements sinuous and predatory as it slithers closer to the Sanzo party. The dense forest around you seems to pulse with a sinister energy, the eerie backdrop only adding to the sense of impending confrontation.

Suddenly, a low growl breaks the tranquility, shattering the eerie stillness of the forest. It's the harbinger of the approaching danger, a warning sign that sets your nerves alight with a fierce urgency.

With a swift and fluid motion, you step forward, your movements propelled by a sense of fierce determination that burns within you like wildfire.

Your comrades, caught off guard by the sudden appearance of danger, instinctively draw their weapons, their faces etched with a mixture of determination and resolve. The glint of steel in their hands reflects the fierce determination burning within their souls.

Sanzo, with his signature aloof demeanor, grips his gun with a steely resolve, his gaze piercing through the shadows with a clarity that belies the chaos of the moment. His lips curl into a grim line, a silent vow etched upon his features as he prepares to face whatever darkness lurks ahead.

Hakkai's calm facade masks the storm of emotions roiling beneath the surface, his hands steady as he readies his chi with practiced precision. His eyes betray a hint of concern, but beneath the worry lies a steadfast determination to stand firm against the encroaching threat.

Gojyo's easygoing demeanor gives way to a fierce intensity as he brandishes his favorite weapon, the gleaming blade of his shakujo flashing in the dappled sunlight. His stance is one of unwavering readiness, every muscle coiled like a spring as he prepares to unleash his fury upon any who dare to threaten his comrades.

Goku, ever the embodiment of boundless energy and enthusiasm, grips his extendable staff with a fierce determination, his eyes blazing with an inner fire that refuses to be extinguished. His muscles tense with anticipation, his entire being a testament to the unwavering loyalty he holds for his companions.

Demons emerge from the shadows like a nightmare-given form, its grotesque features twisted into a snarl of malevolence. Their eyes narrow as they size you up, their predatory gaze flickering with a hunger that sends a shiver down your spine.

With every strike exchanged, the forest seems to hold its breath, the sounds of battle echoing amidst the ancient trees like a primal chorus. The clash of metal against flesh reverberates through the air, a symphony of violence and chaos that echoes through the ancient trees. Each strike is a dance of life and death, a testament to your skill and determination in the face of overwhelming odds.

With a guttural snarl, it lunges forward, its claws slashing through the air with deadly accuracy. Pain explodes across your side as you take the hit, a sharp gasp escaping your lips despite your best efforts to suppress it.

Adrenaline courses through your veins, heightening your senses to a razor-sharp edge. Every movement of your adversaries is cataloged with meticulous precision, their intentions laid bare before you like an open book.

As you stumble backward, the forest spins around you, disorienting and chaotic. The world tilts dangerously, threatening to swallow you whole as you struggle to regain your footing on unsteady ground. Every movement is an uphill battle against the relentless onslaught of pain that courses through your body, a symphony of agony that threatens to drown out all other sensations.

But you refuse to succumb to the overwhelming tide of pain. With a fierce determination burning bright within you, you push through the agony. The very fiber of your being screams in protest, but you steel yourself against the onslaught, drawing upon reservoirs of strength you never knew you possessed.

The world starts to blur around you, the sounds of battle fading into the background as you focus all of your energy on the task at hand. Each breath comes ragged and labored, every movement an act of defiance against the pain that threatens to consume you.

With each blow you deliver, you chip away at the demon's defenses, inching closer and closer to victory with every strike.

And as the battle rages on around you, you find yourself drawing strength from the unbreakable bond that binds you to your comrades. Their faces flash before your eyes, a reminder of the stakes at hand and the importance of your mission.

The battle rages on around you, a chaotic symphony of clashing weapons and anguished cries. Your vision swims as you struggle to keep pace with the frenetic pace of the fight, each movement sending waves of agony radiating through your wounded side. But still, you press on, driven by a single-minded resolve to protect those you hold dear.

A wave of exhaustion washes over you, threatening to drag you into unconsciousness. You cling to consciousness by sheer force of will.

As the last of the demons falls, a deafening silence descends upon the forest, broken only by the ragged gasps of your companions and the steady rhythm of your own labored breathing.

Your limbs feel as heavy as lead, each movement a Herculean effort that sends shooting pains lancing through your battered body.

Your muscles ache with a deep-seated weariness, every fiber screaming in protest with each faltering step you take. It's as if your bones are made of molten iron, dragging you down with each labored breath, each heartbeat a thunderous drumbeat in your ears.

Your vision swims in and out of focus, the world around you reduced to a hazy blur of muted colors and indistinct shapes. Each footfall sends shockwaves of agony radiating through your weary frame, threatening to send you sprawling to the forest floor in a heap of exhaustion and pain.

But still, you cling to consciousness. Every ounce of your being is focused on the single-minded task of following the Sanzo party back onto the road.

"Aw man, that was it?" Goku chimes out. "Man, I'm starving!"

"Shut up, you stupid monkey!" Gojyo shouts.

"Hey, that was a big fight!"

"Now, now, the next town is about a drive's breakfast" Hakai chides.

"All right! Let's go!" Goku says as he jumps in the backseat.

You move carefully with them, to avoid the injury being seen. Sanzo takes a small glance back at your unusual slowness, but chalks it up as exhaustion.

With every passing moment, your condition worsens, the relentless march of time eroding the fragile facade of strength you've meticulously maintained. The blood-soaked fabric of your shirt clings to your skin like a macabre second skin, a grim reminder of the toll exacted by the fierce battle you've waged.

Each movement sends jolts of agony coursing through your weary frame. Your vision narrows to a pinprick, the darkness at the edges creeping ever closer with each labored heartbeat.

The world blurs into a hazy blur of pain and exhaustion as you struggle to remain upright. Each breath comes out softly, ragged and labored, with the darkness at the edges of your vision creeping ever closer.

It's Gojyo who notices first, his sharp eyes catching the telltale signs of your distress. With a curse, he breaks away from the group, rushing to your side with a sense of urgency that belies his usual carefree demeanor.

"Hakkai, we've got a problem," he calls out urgently, his voice cutting through the atmosphere like a knife.

Hakkai's brow furrows in concern as he glances over his shoulder, his hands steady on the wheel as he maneuvers the vehicle through the dense forest. "What's wrong?" he asks, his voice a calm anchor amidst the rising tide of panic.

Gojyo's expression is grim as he gestures towards you, his movements urgent and decisive. "It's y/n. They're hurt bad," he says, his words clipped and to the point as he assesses the extent of your injuries.

Panic sets in among your comrades as they realize the severity of your condition, their frantic attempts to rouse you echoing in the recesses of your fading consciousness. Through the haze, you hear their voices, a jumble of worry and fear that cuts through the fog of pain enveloping your mind.

"Hey, come on! Wake up!" Goku pleads, his voice cracking with emotion as he searches desperately for any sign of consciousness.

Sanzo's jaw tightens with concern as he watches the scene unfold, his normally stoic facade betraying a hint of unease. "We need to get them help. Now," he declares, his tone holding no argument, directing Hakkai to pick up the pace.

Through the haze of pain and exhaustion, you struggle to make sense of the chaos around you. The voices of your comrades blend together in a cacophony of worry and fear, their urgent pleas a lifeline in the darkness that threatens to consume you whole.

As you faded out, succumbing to the pain, the group discuss their next action.

"Damn it. Why didn't they say anything?" Sanzo grumbles, huffing out a smoke.

"Hakai, hurry!" Goku shouts. "It looks really bad!"

"I'm trying, Goku. I can only go so fast!" Hakai replies, going as fast as he can, as he glances at you through the rearview mirror.

Gojyo remains silent, his hands putting pressure on your wounds. His expression laced with concern.

"This damn idiot" he curses. "When you wake up, I'll kill you."

Time loses all meaning as you drift in and out of consciousness, the world reduced to a series of fragmented impressions and fleeting moments of clarity.

As consciousness gradually returns, you find yourself enveloped in a cocoon of warmth and safety, the soft embrace of a bed cradling your weary body.

The gentle rustle of fabric and the faint scent of herbs mingle in the air, offering a soothing balm to your senses as you struggle to piece together the fragments of memory that cling to the recesses of your mind.

It's only when you finally awaken to the warmth of a bed and the gentle touch of bandages around your waist that you realize you've been saved from the brink of death.

Blinking away the remnants of sleep, you find yourself greeted by the familiar faces of your companions, their expressions a swirling mix of relief and concern.

As you shuffle yourself upright, the group quickly comes over.

Sanzo's gruff voice pierces through the haze, his words laced with a grudging sense of worry that he can't quite conceal.

"You're lucky you didn't bleed out before we found you," he mutters, his gaze flickering between irritation and genuine concern. "Next time, try not to be so reckless."

Hakkai's gentle touch brushes against your forehead, his hands deftly adjusting the bandages that encircle your waist. "You gave us quite a scare," he says softly.

Gojyo's worried expression speaks volumes, his usually jovial demeanor tempered by the gravity of the situation. "Damn it, don't you ever scare us like that again," he grumbles, his words tinged with a vulnerability rarely shown.

Goku's infectious grin is a welcome sight. "I knew you'd pull through!" he exclaims, his voice brimming with unbridled enthusiasm.

As the atmosphere lightens with shared relief, Goku's bright grin widens even further, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Hey, now that you're awake, can we eat?" he interjects, his stomach audibly growling in agreement.

A chorus of chuckles ripples through the room at Goku's typically straightforward request. Sanzo rolls his eyes in mock exasperation, but there's a hint of fondness in his gaze as he nods in agreement. "Fine, fine," he concedes, his gruff tone softening just a fraction. "But make it quick."

Hakkai smiles warmly, already rising to his feet to prepare a meal for the weary travelers. "Of course, Goku. I'll grab something simple yet satisfying," he assures, his soothing voice a calming presence amidst the lingering tension.

Gojyo's grin mirrors Goku's as he claps you on the shoulder, his touch gentle despite the underlying strength in his grip. "Sounds good to me. Can't have you starving after all that heroics," he quips, his tone light yet sincere.

As the aroma of food begins to fill the room, a sense of warmth and camaraderie settles over the Sanzo party like a comforting blanket. And as you gather around the makeshift table, sharing stories and laughter amidst mouthfuls of food, you're reminded once again of the unbreakable bond that binds you together, even in the face of life's greatest challenges.

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FEMALE ALIGNING DNI !!!!!!

shotgunning with zosan just like a night where you and sanji are on like night watch and are smoking n shit and zoros narcoleptic ass cant sleep so hes like yeah let me chill with the boyfriends and while yall are sitting smoking cuddled in a blanket zoro shows up and is like let me join so he sits between yall (yall have a bigass blanket) and yall have to pass the cig to eachother over zoro (fuck you, you only get one cig) and hes like wtf are yall doing and yall are like smoking duh and shit happens and yall end up shotgunning (its 1am pls i cant think of details spare me) and oh whats this??? stupid idea ??? shotgunning train ??? just for the fun of it you tell zoro what to do and then you breathe in, grab his face and blow it in his mouth, then okay like you grab his face like youre choking him but like your hand is moved up so its his jaw so you like shotgun him then turn his face to sanji and then he shotguns sanji from like the second hand smoke yknow and after yall laugh yalls asses of cus yall are 19 year old boys and its funny (def not projecting) and you do it again but backwards so sanji starts and it ends at you funny haha jokey joke you get it im so tired this is the best ur getting

[souyasbabyy]

• pairing: sanzu x fem!reader, rindou x fem!reader, ran x fem!reader

• request by anon: @mari3119 Heyyy! Hope you’re doing great. Don’t really know if your requests are open but if they are I’d like to request Head cannons for Ran, Rindou, Sanzu, and Kakucho being home alone with their daughter’s experiencing their first period. While F!Reader is overseas on a Bonten work trip. If you don’t feel comfortable doing this request feel free to ingore it. By the way, are there more doors or wheels?

• genre: fluff

• note: okay so this is my first time writing for sanzu and i don't know if i do him good or not so you tell me :( also idk probably wheels?

— sanzu

he wasn't used to being alone with his daughter bc usually he's the one sent overseas

he literally begged you not to go bc she was in her teen years so she was annoying

that's what he said

yes he loves his daughter

but you were like no <3 bc its work

when she comes to him to ask how to remove bloods from clothes bc you weren't answering man is shook

like he literally asked her if she killed someone

"omg no! i just- i just had my first period"

sanzo: OoO

"don't make it weird okay, just tell me how to remove blood from my jean"

he just can't believe his baby girl is growing up that fast

"okay i'll show you" "NO! just tell me" "its just blood" "just tell me, please"

so he explains her and he keep asking her is she's okay "you want me to go buy you ice cream?" "or do you need pain killers?"

i think he'd handle the situation good though

and when you call him at the end of your day he says he's proud of himself

— rindou

panic the second his daughter told him she's on her first period

he would go through all your things to find the right things and panic even more when he don't find anything

but he refuse to call you because you taught him many things just in case you weren't home at certain moment

and the day has come

sooner that he thought

"okay here" he says as he gave her the things

he don't really know what to say, what is he suppose to say to his daughter about period

he feel like it's not his job but it actually is so he ask dumb shit like "do you want me to explain you something?" and she's like "no, mom did it once"

and then he's like "if you need anything you come to me okay?"

he would panic the entire weeks tbh

and calls you to ask you new things bc he's scared of saying dumb shit to his daughter

— ran

he would call you

straight up talk to your daughter through the door of the bathroom like "wait your mom isn't picking up"

and she'll sigh "dad, don't call mom, i'm okay and i have everything"

"but is everything alright?" he ask "yes dad! you're embarassing me leave" she whines

ran: :o

he's like "the audacity of this girl"

when she comes out of the bathroom he hug her as if she's gonna die and your daughter just let him do like -_-

"my baby is growing up" he says "i'm not a baby anymore" "you're still my baby"

then he follow her "you want to talk about boys" he ask just to annoy her "or about girls, im okay with that"

"dad leave me alone"

[yeosatinyngz]

Hi plz can You do #5 w sanzo x f reader?🥺

Love from Emma ❤️

Of course! Also, I love your name🥰

#5: "I'm here for my daily fix of hugs and kisses."

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Sanzu is getting annoyed at how he invited you over but you’re busy talking to the Haitani brothers. Now you’re laughing at something Rindou is saying and Sanzu’s patience is thinning. He grumpily muttered under his voice. “These bitches show up uninvited and steal my Y/N away from me.” He finally loses it when he sees you leaning into Ran and slapping his shoulder at whatever joke he spewed out. “There is no way Y/N is laughing that hard at something that idiot said.” He muttered again under his breath as he was walking towards you. Once he arrived next to you he quickly yanked you up and embraced you into his arms. “Huh? What’s up Haru?” Nothing, I'm here for my daily fix of hugs and kisses.” “Actually, can we do that later?” “What?!” He exclaimed. “It’s kind of embarrassing when they’re here as well.” You gestured towards the brothers. “They can fuck off for all I care, they showed up uninvited anyways.” “Haru! That’s no way to talk about your friends.” “I don’t care, they can either show themselves out the door or deal with our PDA.” “You-” He cut you off as he quickly grabbed your face and connected your lips together. The brothers decided to leave because they felt they overstayed their visit. You quickly separate yourself from Sanzu’s lips and look at the main doors that just closed. “And you scared them away.” “Good riddance I got rid of those nuisances.” “Haru!” You yelled as you smacked his shoulder for his rude remarks.” “Ow! Okok I’ll stop.” He pouted and you wrapped your hands around him. “You big baby, we can continue where we left off.” You noticed how his eyes instantly brightened and it was as if he was an excited puppy wagging his tail. He wasted no time as he brought his face to yours.