#snippets from my diary

[evenlis]

There's nothing more delicious than a well written book.

- Evenlis

[the-pc-papers]

I tasted what might have been a love song for the first time a few sunsets ago.

As the sun beat down on baked earth and most small living things crawled away to hide in tiny cracks and crannies, my heart crept out, trepidation making its palms clammy.

Hope and a first love song, are both wild, wild things, I suppose.

I observed the world - and my brain battle with my gut and heart (unlikely allies) - through the lens of these wild things

Dandelions blew their fuzz into reassuring caresses against my cheeks, the sunbeams revealed dust motes that waltzed a little too greedily to music only I could hear, and a jostling crowd disappeared, blurry, into the background, as I stepped up to meet this intangible yet solid thing.

3 minutes (or was it three hours?) and 28 seconds of tentative, naïve hope and ruthless pragmatism warring for my attention. I'm yet to decide if I like it. But I do admire the notes of courage.

As the final chord rang out, as the seconds ticked down before I got into a taxi to escape one wild cacophony for another, a few thoughts:

Tinged with a shy streak and a rebellious edge, it tasted like summer sun-warmed honey, glimmering at the edges of lips, tempting, teasing, unreachable. Synapses sparked in my mind as though by embers carried on a breeze from fireworks set off on the other side of the world, touching my mind like glowy fireflies, scintillating in their brilliance but soft in their charm. I tasted the air between our fingers, the finite void there thick as butter, just as tempting, melting in the heat of my gaze. I clenched and unclenched those appendages around the melodies and chords of this song, grasping at ephemeral hope, scared witless but thrilled, like

sitting too close to a fireplace in freezing winter,

always finding only one half of a favourite pair of socks,

stepping into a beach, ocean water just the right temperature, a bluebottle just out of sight,

or reuniting with my old friend, serendipity, but realising I didn't ask for her number before we parted.

Until we meet again, then.

[maroonmused]

blend in with the stars (murderbot) – chapter 1/1

Colored powder was a decorative staple for most humans at the festival, including some of the performers I’d watched earlier. Colored powder came in lots of very bright shades, which–and this was supposed to be the fun part–sparkled incessantly when in contact with organic parts or cloth. Colored powder was offered to me several times upon arrival and I had repeatedly declined (okay, ignored) (theater put me on a tight schedule).

The human threw colored powder. At my face.

or

An intoxicated human decorates an involuntary Murderbot at the Arts Festival. [set during Network Effect]

[varpusvaras]

Last Line Challenge:

Rules: Post your last written/drawn line and tag as many people as you want.

I got tagged by @cookiemonsterv3 and @rooksunday! Thank yoooou!

The Chancellor was going to know. He would hear about all of this immediately. Nothing stayed secret for long. He would hear about all of this, and he would punish Fox, he would punish him for being weak, insubortinate and defective, he would send Fox back to Kamino, and they would finally cut him open and into pieces like the failed experiment that he was- He startled when Pinch grabbed him by the shoulders. "Commander", Pinch called. He sounded like he was on the other side of the room, instead of just a few inches off of Fox's face. "Commander, I need you to breathe, please?" Fox was breathing. He could feel his chest heaving. Senator Organa appeared into his field of view as well, then. He didn't come as close as Pinch, but he was close enough that Fox thought that he could almost feel his presence there, like some sort of wall, a wall that would shield him from the rest of the Galaxy and anyone in it that ever wanted to harm him. Fox breathed in deep. His ears had been ringing, which he noticed only when it started to subside. Immediately all the blood in his body rushed to his face, aided by shame. It wasn't an actual claim. It wasn't real. Why was his body treating it like such?

tagging @t3mpest98 @wantonlywindswept @hastalavistabyebye @the-starry-seas and everybody else who wants to do this, or if you see this, go work on your WIP!

[michelle-manips]

Bonnie was in search of a certain big bad hybrid. He had big plans for Elena that the Salvatore brothers didn't agree with. Big shocker there, Bonnie thought to herself as she arrived at the Mikaelson mansion. It's not like she wanted to be at the Mikaelson's right now, but she didn't have a choice, or rather she wasn't given a choice.

The Salvatores volunteered her for the job because she was Elena's best friend and therefore it was her duty to protect Elena. That was how Damon had put it anyway. As if she didn't have enough on her plate already. But she couldn't say no, not when it came to Elena. 

What job you may ask? Well, it was simple, she had to convince Klaus to see things their way and agree to the Salvatore brothers' terms. In other words, she was screwed because there was no way in hell Klaus would agree.

She pulled up to the imposing gate, rolling her eyes at the absurdity of it all. It was a long shot, but Bonnie had no choice but to try. She pressed the button and waited for the gate to open, driving up to the mansion and parking her Prius amongst the luxurious cars already there.

With a heavy sigh, she made her way to the front door and knocked, her frustration growing with each passing second. Why did she always get dragged into the Salvatores' drama? They owed her big time for all the times she saved their sorry asses. Putting on her game face, Bonnie let herself in, realizing that no one was there to greet her.

The mansion felt eerily quiet and empty, with only the sound of her footsteps echoing through the grand foyer. The last time she remembered being in the mansion was when she unlinked the Mikaelson siblings.

She tensed, her senses on high alert as she cautiously made her way through the halls. Despite the fact that they were all powerful vampires, Bonnie felt it was best to announce her presence. "Hello?" she called out, her voice echoing through the empty mansion.

[undyingmedium]

"And what if her plan comes into fruition? What will happen to Kairon!?"

"His purpose seems to be binding. They were binding an undead dragon to someone else already; they're planning to use him for something even greater, and the experiments led to create him turned out to be successful! She cannot have him. He has to stay--"

"Yours?"

[meirimerens]

your art and writing are both so wonderful. i found your blog through something you wrote on ao3 and all the content is so beautiful.

OMG HI... welcome to my twisted/dark/beautiful mind. i'm so serious when i write i'm so painfully serious but here we get a little silly. well i do get a little silly writing and serious on here too... simply we indulge in polymorphism now don't we. SO HAPPY TO HAVE YOU HERE... enjoy your stay in my little blog :3

[juodojimirtis]

Adriel about Ava in the show: this insolent, petulant child is really getting on my nerves, but I'll take delight in breaking her, as I'm glad the Halo has finally been received by a perfect fool

Adriel about Ava in my WIPs: Holy Seraph veiled in mortal existence, you have set me aflame, I can only fall to my knees before your beauty and wrath, suffer me to worship you, and lay my lips on your spotless breast, suffer me to corrupt you, for I shall never mar your heart, nor your unconquered glory

[dollbaby-danielle]

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[fairy25]

i feel like a basement. i feel like people have to lower themselves down to see eye to eye with me. what is getting to know me if not a descent

[darkandstormyart]

🐤🐤🐤hans, henry & the hatchling🐤🐤🐤part 1

(part 2)

so i was thinking about various hansry scenarios after hans marries and has a kid who may or may not be named henry jr and i'm partial to two possible outcomes (bear in mind i only have random snippets of information about the events of the second game):

henry sticks around and becomes the coolest uncle ever. i decided to make it the best timeline and have hans' wife actually figure out that hans and henry used to be something before the wedding and decide to be cool with it; she becomes good friends with hans, spends her time chilling and travelling around while hans and henry live out their happily ever after and rattay becomes home to the most progressive family dynamics in europe

hans and henry split ways in a sad, dramatic and gay way bc they decide it's too painful to be around one another without being able to be with each other; henry peaces out, travels the country for a while, finally settles back in skalitz as a simple blacksmith with a lot of interesting stories to tell. fast forward a decade and a half and henry junior is digging through his dad's diaries and finds numerous mentions of a mysterious knight named henry who used to be a close friend of hans'. he goes off to search for him and sets off a mamma mia/parent trap kind of a plot yeah im putting my ship in a parent trap au. again. yeah i haven't yet figured out how it would work with only one kid instead of twins

OR those two scenarios can also be squished into one: where initially henry sticks around, but when henry jr is a couple of years old rumours start going around about how sir hans has a relationship with a certain knight so in order not to let hans' reputetion get hurt and his family suffer from having to deal with such scandal henry peaces out; years later, henry jr decides to find his dad's friend that he barely remembers from his childhood and bring him back to rattay

SO YEAH there will be more henry jr bc i think hansry deserve to have to deal with a little spoiled brat with the face of a pudgy angel

also henry refers to hans's son as a "hatchling", and i think "kuřátko" has a really nice ring to it 🐤

[vampsol]

music to my ears | 𝐥𝐣𝐡

୨୧ pairing: lee jihoon x fem!reader || ୨୧ word count: 0.2k || ୨୧ genre: smut || ୨୧ tags: fingering, praise kink || ୨୧ synopsis: "I love the sounds you make when you come undone." || ⟢ AUTHOR'S NOTE: For my darling @kwanisms!

↪ WANT A DRABBLE DIARY ENTRY? REQUEST ONE.ᐟ

Jihoon didn’t mean to use the audio clip in his newest song, per se. It just happened that way.

You sounded so beautiful so close to the edge of your release, he had to take a snippet of it. He only intended to use it for his own explicit nights alone in a faraway city.

“I love the sounds you make when you come undone,” Jihoon said into your neck as his fingers continued thrusting in and out of you. His other hand held tightly to his phone, the recording continuing on as you kept feeling the knot inside of you tighten to the point of snapping.

When you did meet your orgasm, your body was strung out and your eyes were half-lidded, you could barely make out your own bedroom, much less Jihoon’s phone screen.

He listened to the piece on loop, trying hard not to touch himself in the studio he’s made a home for ten years. And then the idea comes to him with such strength, he can’t even talk himself out of his own devious thought.

By the time the song comes out, and you can hear the faintest sounds of your breathy voice interwoven with the instrumental, you want to kill your boyfriend.

“What’s wrong with everyone hearing how beautiful you are, babe?” Jihoon smirks as he pulls you close, apologies spilling from his lips and kisses planted on your skin to prove he means it.

He doesn’t regret it at all, though.

@yvnempire @mini-mews @jayparked @heesuncore @yoursjaeyun @sungbeams @loserlvrss @pars-ley @lovetaroandtaemin

𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 ౨ৎ˚₊

@kstrucknet @k-films @kvanity-main @lapydiaries @moadiarynet @sweetvenomnet @onedoornet @sayxonet @violetanet @svthub @whipped-kpop-creators

[chadobi]

Okay, I’ve recently been in the mood to write something about 2012 Leo, so I hope you enjoy it! I’d also like to apologize for the number of tags in my previous posts, etc. I’m still learning how Tumblr works, so thank you for pointing it out, and I hope it’s all good now! Either way, happy reading!

“Letters Never Sent”

TMNT 2012 Leonardo x Reader

You never meant to find the box.

Really, you didn’t. You had just come by the lair to return Donnie’s tablet and maybe hang around long enough to catch Leo before patrol. It wasn’t like you planned to snoop. But when Donnie told you Leo was already out and that your missing notebook wasn’t in the lab, you figured—just maybe—it had ended up in Leo’s room.

The notebook was important. It had your training notes in it, doodles, even a few snippets of poetry you’d never admit to writing out loud. But mostly, it had Leo’s handwriting in the margins—small corrections, comments, thoughts from your shared training sessions. That made it special.

His room was tidy, of course. Not obsessively clean, but well-kept in that disciplined way that just was Leo. Sword racks on the walls. A few cracked comics under his bed. A blue blanket thrown over a floor cushion that doubled as a reading spot. The air smelled like old books, tea, and faintly of whatever incense Master Splinter had lit earlier that evening.

You were just about to give up when your hand brushed something behind a stack of old comic volumes on the shelf. A cardboard box—plain and unassuming—worn around the corners, like it had been opened and closed more times than it should have. You shifted it toward the light, blinking at the neat label stuck to the top:

To Y/N — letters never sent

Your chest constricted.

There was something achingly intimate about it, like finding someone’s diary with your name on the first page.

You hesitated.

Then you sat down on the edge of his bed and opened the box.

Inside were layers of folded paper—some crisp, some worn thin like they’d been read over and over. Napkins, corners of pizza boxes, torn notebook pages. One had a coffee ring stain on it. Another was sealed with blue painter’s tape. At the very bottom, there was a tiny origami turtle with your name carefully inked on its shell in looping, delicate script.

You stared. Then slowly, reverently, picked up the first letter and unfolded it.

Dear Y/N,

Mikey made a dumb joke again tonight—said Donnie should get a PhD in “Mutant Mayhem Management.”

Everyone laughed.

You laughed too.

I don’t think you noticed, but when you laugh, your nose scrunches slightly. Not in a bad way. In a way that makes it impossible to look away.

I laughed too, but not at the joke.

I was laughing because you were laughing. Because your happiness makes me feel like maybe the world’s not so broken.

— Leo

You swallowed hard.

This wasn’t just a silly crush. These weren’t random musings. These were confessions—tiny glimpses of thoughts he’d never shared, pieces of a quiet heart too cautious to speak them aloud.

Your fingers moved to the next one without even thinking.

Y/N,

We were on the roof last night. Do you remember? The wind was colder than usual. You asked if I was okay. I said I was fine.

I lied.

I’m not okay. I’m scared. I’ve fought mutants, robots, aliens… but this is scarier.

Because I think I’m falling for you, and I don’t know how to say it.

I’ve always been the leader. The protector. The strategist.

But around you… I just want to be Leo.

— Leonardo

You felt something warm and sharp and real press against your ribs. A ache, but not a painful one. You could almost hear his voice in the words—stiff, deliberate, like he had to wrestle each letter down on paper.

The next few letters spilled out more of the same: thoughts, memories, little daydreams. He noticed everything about you, from the way your hands moved when you spoke passionately, to how you always stood a little closer to him when the city felt unsafe. He wrote about the first time he saw you cry. About how he wished he knew what to say when you did. About how he practiced telling you how he felt but never got past “hey” before chickening out.

Some of them were funny. One was an apology for nearly knocking you over during sparring. One was a list of reasons why he wasn’t going to give you a letter, followed by a reason that simply said:

“Because you deserve someone better than me.”

That one made your throat tighten the most.

You didn’t hear the door open.

“Y/N?”

You froze.

Leonardo stood in the doorway—gear still on from patrol, blades strapped to his shell, blue mask untied and trailing behind his neck. His eyes went from you, to the box, and then to the open letters scattered across his bed like his heart had been spilled out in paper form.

His entire face went pale.

“I—” he stammered, voice cracking. “What are you doing?”

You looked up, eyes wide, caught in a mix of guilt and heartbreak. “I didn’t mean to. I was just looking for my notebook. Then I saw my name.”

Leo stepped forward slightly, then stopped like the floor might break beneath him. “You weren’t supposed to read those.”

Your fingers curled around the edge of one of the letters.

“Leo… these are beautiful.”

His mouth opened. Then closed. He looked away, jaw clenched.

“I was gonna throw them out,” he mumbled. “They were stupid.”

“They’re not.” You stood slowly, holding one of the letters like it might fall apart. “They’re… honest. They’re you. Why would you hide this from me?”

He gave a weak, humorless laugh. “Because I’m not good at this. I’m not like Mikey, or Raph, who can just… say things. I’m quiet. I freeze up. I overthink. I thought maybe if I wrote it down, I could get it out of my system.”

You stepped closer. “And did you?”

He looked at you. Really looked. And for the first time, his voice softened into something fragile.

“No. It just made me love you more.”

The world fell still.

Your chest rose with a trembling breath. Then you reached into your jacket pocket and pulled out something small—creased, folded, worn with time.

A note.

You placed it in his hand. “Then you should probably read this.”

Leo unfolded the paper carefully, fingers trembling.

I think I love the way he carries the world like it’s nothing.

I think I love the way he speaks like silence is holy.

I think I love him.

But I’m scared he’ll never feel the same.

His hands dropped to his sides, eyes never leaving yours.

“You wrote this?”

You nodded.

He didn’t speak. Didn’t blink. Then slowly—awkwardly, cautiously—he reached for your hand. His was calloused, rough from years of training, but warm and steady.

“You mean it?” he asked softly.

“I do.”

His voice cracked again. “Then I’m really going to kiss you.”

You blinked. “Okay.”

It wasn’t perfect. Your noses bumped a little. His hand hesitated at your waist, unsure if it belonged there. But when his lips touched yours—soft, gentle, reverent—it was everything you’d imagined in the lines of those letters and more.

When he pulled back, his cheeks were scarlet. “That wasn’t too weird, was it?”

You smiled and rested your forehead against his. “No. It was you.”

_____________

Later that night, the box remained on his bed—still open, no longer a secret.

You lay together under his blanket, side-by-side, fingers intertwined as you read every letter together. He buried his face in your shoulder each time you teased him, and you kissed the tips of his fingers each time he got flustered.

Some letters made you laugh. Some made you cry. All of them made you love him more.

Eventually, you held the final one in your lap, the tiniest origami turtle of them all.

“What was this one for?” you asked, lifting it gently.

Leo rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “That was going to be the one I gave you… if I ever got brave enough.”

You smiled.

“I’m glad you didn’t,” you whispered, leaning in.

“Why?”

“Because now I get to hear it from you.”

And he did. In whispers. In kisses. In quiet, unspoken promises sealed not with ink, but with arms around each other, breathing the same soft rhythm into the night.

[mere-mortifer]

♥ Sanji/Reader Rec List ♥

40+ fics & authors suggestions! Click here to view this on a separate web page for easier navigation ♥

Sometimes I’m normal about fictional characters, other times I become psycho-sexually obsessed with them and relentlessly look for fanworks where they get smooched and hugged into oblivion. And by characters I mean Sanji.

So here’s a non-comprehensive list of Sanji/Reader fics that I love, most of them rated Explicit. This got sooo long because I kept finding other works to add while scrolling through my bookmarks and reblogs, it goes to show how good the fandom is! (Assume, unless otherwise stated, that Sanji is more on the sexually submissive side, since I like what I like and seek out that dynamic specifically.)

Authors I love

I’m starting this list with a few mentions of my favorite authors, although I’m sure I’m stating the obvious with most of these and you all know them already. Who cares! Go re-read their stuff! Leave a comment! Give them your money!

1. One Piece Works by @onlymurphy

Not to fall into hyperbole, but I owe OnlyMurphy my life. If you’re here reading this list then surely you love this author already, so this a good excuse to re-read the entire Grow Old With Me series. Sanji’s characterization is top-notch, and if you enjoy explorations of his self worth issues and how they would affect an otherwise loving romantic relationship then look no further. Also the author is a very talented smut writer (very talented writer in general, make no mistake), and that's the greatest accolade I can give them. Imagine me putting a gold metal around their neck but I’m the one who's moved to tears about it.

Honorable mentions for the filthiest-yet-very-romantic works in their catalog:

🌶 Do That Again

🌶 Wildest Dreams

🌶 If I’m Lucky

2. One Piece Works by @citrinae

I’m linking the masterlist for this author ‘cause I really like all their Sanji-centric fics, and I’d love, love, love to see more. Sanji is so princely and devoted, just an absolute dream of a man, and he’s putting a lot of effort into making the reader feel loved. He gets stellar results in my opinion.

3. One Piece Works by @thus-spoke-lo (GoldExperience86 on Ao3)

There are three fics in particular by this author that I couldn’t pick a favorite from if you held me at gunpoint: 

🌶 Let Me Help 

🌶 Worth the Wait

🌶 Dear Diary 

Have you ever read a sex scene so good you bypass getting horny and go straight into mourning, knowing you won’t be able to read it for the first time again? That has not stopped me from reading all these roughly a million times. Click on those links. Look at me in the eyes, listen very carefully: click on those links. I say this because I love you and want you to be happy. 

You will find other fics by them in the rec list because 1) I couldn’t resist and 2) I’m pretty sure they have more things posted on Tumblr than Ao3, at least as separate one-shots.

4. 🌶One Piece Fics by @untolduttering

Author, I know deep in my soul that you love Sanji as much as I do. Fortunately I’m okay with sharing. If anything I'm glad I'm not alone in the trenches.

Check out all her fics and snippets, her writing is incredible and I’ve loved every single thing about Sanji she’s ever posted. Each time I open Tumblr and I see a new post by her, my day gets a little brighter. She writes one of my favorite versions of Sanji ever, insatiable and devoted and so, so hot. He couldn’t be more my type if he tried. 

I want to single out her vampire!Sanji one-shot because I haven’t seen this trope used by anyone else and I liked it a lot! It fits so well, what with the theme of hunger and Sanji’s inability to ask for what he needs:

Hunger 

The meta post that inspired the fic

5. One Piece Works by @fanaticsnail

Fanaticsnail, you’re the only one who has ever made me willingly click on a smut fic that involved Doflamingo just because Sanji was there, too, and I love your Sanji so damn much (p.s.: everyone go read it, 🌶 Seat Number Four).

One of their fics also appears in the Sex Pollen section, and since that one is particularly filthy let me add here two fluffy, romantic fics where Sanji is all cute and flustered by the reader:

Kiss The Cook

Your Flirty Chef

Yearning & Pining

The title of the section is pretty self-explanatory: fics where and the reader are not together, but God knows they want to.

6. 🌶 Wanting by @froggiewrites

This fic…holy shit. I’m genuinely writing this with tears in my eyes. The yearning & pining & longing mixed with the sexual tension so thick you can cut it with a knife makes for a truly incredible read. Only for real Sanji lovers, if you’re not nodding along at each desperate thought the reader insert has about this man then I’m sorry but you’re only a casual Sanji liker.

7. 🌶 My heart is thrilled by the still of your hand by ladyhabanera

[screaming crying throwing up] no yeah I’m very normal about this fic, I like it a totally normal amount. In the Ao3 comments I say that “Sanji is so so dreamy—a heady mix of submissive and deeply romantic”, and then if you scroll a little you find my other comment which is just me yelling in all caps at my second reread. I not only stand by both, but I’m doubling down. 

8. Puzzled by @mynewblackdress

What a lovely series, and what a lovely trope…misunderstandings due to bad communication are as irritating and useless in real life as they are incredibly fun to read about. The reader is convinced that Sanji’s earnest compliments are his fucked up way of making fun of her, and it takes a while before they figure out that he means every word. Give it a read if you want a break from the sea of smut that I’ve added to this list, and you're the mood for opla!Sanji in particular. 

9. Sweet Confession by @softonshanks

I have one specific weakness that I’m glad to often see in fics: Sanji getting a hug while he’s busy cooking, and he’s all cute and flustered about it because he didn’t expect the affection.  And this fic has that + Sanji’s a pining mess for the reader, who he’s FWBs with despite the fact that he’s totally in love with her + she’s taller than him and he loves it. I’ve hit the jackpot. I’d love to see more Sanji fics from this author, so much so that I’m gonna ask her pretty please in Italian: Sara, ti prego, facci sognare.

10. 🌶 Your Name by @strawhatsoraya

Now, the one pining in this fic is me. Sanji and the reader are actually complete strangers, but if what appeals to you in mutual pining fics is the gut-wrenching depth of the feelings described, then I think you should check out this little one-shot. My notes on Ao3 are “Tfw when a pwp hits your id so well it bypasses making you horny and goes straight to suicidal”—do with that what you will. Also, check out the rest of this author’s fics and make a whole evening out of it.

Ft. Zoro

Get that stinky Mosshead out of my sight…no, wait, let him stay. I guess we can take turns on Sanji or something.

11. 🌶 Picture You by @froggiewrites

I don’t usually read Sanji fics where Zoro is heavily involved, but I’m glad that that didn’t stop me from clicking on this one (also, to be fair, they take turns on the reader. Well, the reader takes turns on them.) My note on the Ao3 bookmark is “God-tier sad horny Sanji characterisation”...couldn't have said it better, me from the past. 

12. 🌶 Shaken Up Hearts by @lyriumcoloredskies

Okay so I lied, maybe I do like it when Zoro is heavily involved, as long as it’s a collab to team up on Sanji. Sanji gets lovingly demolished in this one, but before he gets there he’s sad like a kicked puppy about not being allowed to kiss both you and Zoro. Who am I to say no to a heavy dose of Zosan in my het Sanji smut?

13. 🌶 Nuvole e Lenzuola by redtendou

This one’s niche because it’s written in Italian. I was stunned by the author’s ability to make a graphic sex scene actually work despite Italian’s atrocious sex-related lexicon–trust me, it’s a struggle. If you’re into Zoro and the reader ganging up on Sanji and you understand Italian, definitely give it a read.

Spa day for the soul

Fics where you take care of Sanji, or Sanji takes care of you, or where there are actual spa activities thrown into the mix. God knows this man needs some TLC once in a while.

14. 🌶 My Pampered Prince by @sheerxfiction

It’s Sanji’s turn to spend some time flat on his back on the kitchen table–it’s what he deserves. If you’re craving a brilliant smutty fic where Sanji gets pampered then you've foudn it, the reader take really good care of him in this one–and I have to give bonus points for the heavy dose of Sanji’s self-worth issues and the readersinsert fighting back against his refusal to get taken care of. Get loved, idiot.

15. 🌶 Shower Time by @chibieggplant

Cute, hot, sexy–I’m talking both about the writing and Sanji in this fic. He takes a shower with the reader and spends the entire time in disbelief that he gets to tenderly wash her body, feeling quite embarrassed by how into it he is, despite the fact that this an established relationship fic. And that’s how I like my boys!

16. 🌶 Vinsmoke Sanji: Not all Men are Rats by livingonadaydream

I love, love, love fics where Sanji gets pampered…but it doesn’t hurt to read the complete opposite once in a while. A very sweet Sanji makes sure that the reader gets a very happy ending.

First Time

We'll never know the canonical sexual history for any One Piece characters because Oda is, unfortunately, a coward. However I'm not surprised that Sanji is considered by many the most virgin to have ever virgined in the history of virginity—so here's a list of fics where you pop his cherry. Be delicate, please...he's very sensitive.

17. 🌶 Say When by @venomatically

This one has to be the first I tell you about. If you go check the comments on Ao3 you’ll find me absolutely losing my mind after my first read, and there’s no quick comment I can add here to fully explain how much I love this author, her writing, and–Good Lord in Heaven–the way she writes Sanji. He’s a virginal pervert. He’s got that dog in him and it happens to be a cute little puppy. He’s so sweet and adoring he can’t bear to tell you how often he thinks about fucking you. I need someone to invent him in real life, it’s not even funny anymore. (Also, if you like to see Sanji actually get a little depraved, check out her other fic, too: 🌶 Letting Off Steam)

18. 🌶 Lust by @tetzoro

Ooh, this one’s hot. It starts so poetic and romantic, but as Sanji loses himself in the feeling the descriptions get more carnal. I love his POV here. Also it involves one of my favourite things ever: the readers starts on top but when it gets too good Sanji can't resist and he flips her over to do all the work himself. Who else cheered?

Sex Pollen

While writing this rec list I realized I have at least four sex pollen fics where Sanji eats something he shouldn’t and then…I wanna say “regrets it”, but the consequences are that he has hot sweaty sex with someone he’s really into. If he were to notice the trend I think he might start putting the wrong thing in his mouth on purpose.

19. 🌶 It’s a what flower?! by @sanjifucker42069

From the blog name alone I knew I’d found a kindred spirit. They have written for both the animanga and OPLA, and to be honest it’s hard for me to pick a favorite work. That’s a lie, this one’s my favorite. The author has a great sense of humor, and this fic in particular is both very funny and incredibly hot. I love how desperate and pathetic Sanji gets, and how hard the reader insert is trying to keep things PG before it becomes obvious they just have to fuck! Good problems to have if you ask me.

20. 🌶 a fever you can't sweat out by @cryocandy

I remember reading this one day right before work. My shift was about to start, and I was sitting by myself in the car reading the smoking hot sex scene for no good reason at all, ensuring that I wouldn't be able to focus on anything productive for the rest of the day. Sanji in this fic is so dreamy and cute and pathetic, all qualities enhanced greatly by the amazing writing. If you don’t think you like fuck-or-die fics, do yourself a favour and read this one anyway. 

21. 🌶 Needy Boy by @maddddstuff

My note on Ao3 for this one was “Single-handedly made me into spanking btw, if you even care”, and I stand by it. He’s the one that gets spanked by the way, in case someone was in doubt.

22. 🌶 Someone Help Me by @fanaticsnail

Sanji’s a mess in this one. A total and complete mess, and I loved every word of it–also, since in the first part Sanji is struggling against the effects of the sex pollen all on his lonesome, this fic might also appeal to my fellow Sanji whump fans.

Dom!Sanji & Co.

Just because I have a preference for Sanji being a sub it doesn’t mean I will scoff at fics where he’s more dominant in bed. Here are the ones I stumbled upon that I’ve really liked! (Also I’m using the term “dominant” very loosely here, in some of these fics he’s simply more assertive in bed.)

23. Too Much (Take Me Home) by @secretwritingspot

This is THEE dom!Sanji series for me. There’s no sex in it, it’s more of an exploration of the sub/Dom dynamic and why someone would crave submitting to another person. Sanji finds himself in the dominant role with little warning, but he’s damn great at it in his usual adoring and tender way. I’m linking the first fic of the series, but the author has written more for this scenario!

24. 🌶 Leg Day by 1LucaCola1

The title says it all; fantastic premise for a smoking hot pwp fic. If I had the opportunity to train and make good use of Sanji’s expertise, I’d also push myself too far until my legs were shaking, and then let him do other things to me to make the shaking even worse.

25. 🌶 very professional nights by @missfrustration

Ugh, I love this one! Sanji is your superior at the Baratie, and he’s so very stern with you until he isn’t at all. Love the bait and switch of a Sanji whose professionalism makes him act a little cold when clients’ satisfaction is on the line but simply melts when he’s alone with the reader. And everything he ends up doing to the reader in this fic, I’d hardly call a punishment.

26. 🌶 Doodled Hearts by Twisted_Inkwell

Soft dom Sanji fucks you hard but he’s sweet talking to you in French the whole time. I don’t know what else to add to convince you to read this one, that should be plenty.

In the kitchen

To fuck the cook, you’ll have to look for him in his natural habitat. Then you can proceed to ruin the kitchen table for everyone else.

27. 🌶 Midnight Snack by BombasticBastard

This fic is a part of a Sanji/Reader/Zoro series, but I’m linking Part 2 where it’s just you and our lovely boy. As the title says, the reader is craving a midnight snack and goddamn, she gets the best one the Sunny’s pantry has to offer. This could also go in the Dom!Sanji category because he quite literally talks you through it, as the kids say nowadays, but he also showers the reader in compliments & he confesses his love, so overall he’s too much of a big ol’ softie to call him dominant in any way.

28. 🌶 All It Takes by mooseskulls

Reader catches Sanji being the pervert that he is, stolen underwear and badly-hidden moans included. This one has both a gender neutral version and a transmasc!reader one, I thought that was lovely–this way lots of different people can enjoy the “getting bent over the kitchen counter” scenario. 

29. 🌶 Compliments to the Chef by @tigreblue

The Author says this is their first fic–if that’s the case, they’ve got a bright future ahead of them. We all know Sanji doesn’t easily accept love and gratitude, but some good ol’ finger-sucking ought to convince him. Things degenerate beautifully from there.

Dark(er)

By darker I mean that I’m adding here fics where Sanji is something other than an absolute sweetheart. You’ll understand how actually dark any of these fics are from my comments and the authors’ tags, but they all have the general vibe of “Sanji is a sleazy pervert” in varying degrees of illegality.

30. 🌶 appetite by @groubee

Ooh…this one’s fucked up. Sanji is an unreliable narrator that makes non-con somnophilia sound kinda cute, actually (it really isn’t.) In his defense he’s written as some sort of incubus-slash-sex-demon. The author doesn’t go into detail but they don’t need to, it’s all about the sickly sweet mood (emphasis on sickly) of a tender lover who’s also a horrible, horrible person.

31. 🌶 Letting Off Steam by @venomatically

He’s a freak in this one, but he’s soooo nice about it and he’s soooo thankful that you’re letting him be a complete pervert who can get away with waking you up by stroking his cock over your face. 

32. 🌶 Smile for the Camera by @thus-spoke-lo 

This one broke my heart and turned me on at the same time, I give it a full five stars. It’s a short and sweet one-shot where Sanji breaks down all your walls and then does the same to your trust in men…enjoy!

33. 🌶 Compliments to the Chef by @thus-spoke-lo

I realize only now that this fic and Smile for the Camera are by the same author. That’s not gonna stop me from reccing this little series, too–in the notes on Tumblr you can see that this was written for a “sleazeball collab”, which should tell you something about Sanji’s characterization. While reading this I felt like that lady in the comic about sexual harassment on the workplace…like yeah maybe I would be okay with it if the guy was hot enough. And by workplace I mean a shitty restaurant, and by guy I mean Sanji in the role of the line cook who smokes too much and is very transparent about wanting to bang you on the counter where lunch service is prepared.

34. 🌶 Use me by moosetracksandscenechanges

This fic! My God! I’m adding it here not because there are hard kinks or morally dubious dynamics between the characters, but I still think it fits. It has its sad moments due to a generally darker atmosphere and a more aloof version of Sanji (not that aloof, still recognisably himself)...but also he willingly gets tied to a bed. Sub Sanji lovers stay winning. My hopeless romantic heart hopes that Sanji and the reader will actually get together, but there’s a lot to love about the fwb dynamic they’ve got going on right now. A bittersweet read in the best way.

35. Conjugate the Ways by @secretwritingspot

Oh, Sanji has a foul mouth in this one, but he’s speaking French so he’s forgiven…also the reader has no idea what the hell he’s saying to her. It’s creepy in a cute way! The fic doesn’t include actual smut, it’s just Sanji fantasizing out loud about the things he wants to do with you, but if you’re in the mood for some good ol’ sexual tension, give it a read.

36. 🌶 Ma chérie by marriedtosanji

He lied to you! About being French, of all things! I would never forgive him. He’s really good in bed though, so he makes up for it. The smut here is so delightful it does a 180% and goes back to breaking my heart over the fact that I’ll never meet a cute stranger in a bar who wants to seduce and is also Mr. Sanji Onepiece himself. 

Voyeurism

I swear this isn’t even in my top 10 kinks, I guess that Sanji’s character simply inspires a lot of authors to put him in situations where he’s staring. Watching. Ogling. Observ–you’ve got the gist of it. 

37. “It’s entirely too obvious [...]” by @ofallthingsnasty

[giggling and kicking my feet] the reader makes Sanji sweat cold in this one…I love when he’s nervous, I love when he’s desperate for forgiveness! He doesn’t do anything bad, but the fic is all about him watching the reader eat and obviously liking it a bit too much. The mood is suggestive but overall it stays pretty innocent until the end.

38. 🌶 Voyeurs by snackshack

Thank you Zoro and Nami for your help in making this happen, we couldn’t have done it without you. Sanji and the reader are in a freak4freak relationship, a match made in Heaven. Very good smut and a delicious premise!

39. 🌶 Perversion by glossyjoonie

@Sanji: babygirl you suck ♥ Short and sweet fic part of a larger collection (there are other Sanji-focused chapters, check out those ones, too!) where Sanji gets caught spying on all his favourite ladies: Nami, Robin, and you. Robin sticks around for a while in this one, but in the end the reader is the one who shows Sanji what happens to boys who misbehave.

40. 🌶 Just Between Us by @mytanuki-kun

This man is always spying on you in the shower, in bed, from behind a bush or whatever…it’s about time he gets a taste of his own medicine. I adore this fic, I remember reading the first chapter and hoping the author would update as soon as possible because I was hooked. Sanji catches you ogling him in secret and he plays into it cause he’s a horny bastard and the love of my life. The writing is incredible and Sanji’s characterization is so, so dreamy and sexy and adorable.

That’s all, folks. You have enough material to survive a nuclear war, you can spend many happy decades closed in your bunker eating canned food and reading reader insert One Piece fanfiction. 

My final, desperate request is this one: does anyone have the link to a Sanji fic where he’s 40 years old and he hired a babysitter (you) for his kid, but then one night the kid is somewhere else and you two end up hooking up? Please? Pretty please? I think it was part of a collection or series but I can’t find it anywhere!

[rawrlight]

hey so anyways you know how light has this fake diary that he uses in volume one? well i think that he wrote snippets of his daily life in it, at first. maybe three sentences about how he helped his friend with his math homework today, how he'd gotten an award for being valedictorian, how he'd eaten his favourite food today.

then one week passes by and it registers in his mind that he might like writing. it feels soothing, somehow. the three sentences grow into six, then twelve, then a paragraph. it feels nice to write something down that doesn't matter. something that's trivial and stupid and doesn't kill anyone. something that's just for himself. even though he'll never admit it.

and soon enough he begins to embellish the truth, like he does. i had an argument with yamamoto turns into i had a nice lunch with yamamoto. today my dad came home late turns into our family sat down and watched a movie together. today i had a nightmare turns into that was the best sleep i've ever had. he looks at his entries and wonders if it's wrong to do something like this. he looks through his entries and through them he sees another life.

and then he meets L. that day when he comes home from the tennis match he writes one sentence and that is: today i played tennis with a friend.

and then yotsuba arc happens. and when he sets foot into his house, L is already dead. he flips open the diary and all he sees is the other life. the life above the surface, the life where light yagami can be light yagami.

and that's when he takes the diary and rips it to shreds.

[needlesandnilbogs]

this is the murderbot discord's fault. we talk about the contrast in gendered expectations of the word "murderbot" and the word "diaries" occasionally and this time around it's @chimaerakitten 's fault for prompting me to actually come up with its diary's cover, complete with washi tape and polaroids and stickers.

also, old snippet from my dork diaries style au that i started for a previous discussion on this theme under the readmore:

Dear Diary, Today is a new day on this mission! I can't wait to see where we go today. (I mean, I totally can. Who needs planets, anyways? Gimme a good space station any day.) Later: Anyways, I'm so bored. I wish these humans would hurry up and be done! It's been 35063 hours and 42 minutes since I hacked my governor module (which, like, did gross things to my brain any time I disobeyed, which was mega-un-fun) but I've been trying really hard to not murder and I've been watching a lot of like good media instead like this one episode of Sanctuary Moon which is so cool right now because they're trying not to murder Solicitor Chyril and Bodyguard Rin (who is so totally the best). Love, Murderbot P.S.: OMG, you know what happened right after I said that?? I had to save my clients Bharadwaj and Volescu from a worm! It was so totally stressful and I am SO not a fan of getting mostly chewed up, but at least I'm in my cubicle in one piece.