Now Danny would openly admit, if only to himself, that he had a type when it came to relationships. If they were strong, if they were a threat to him, then chances were he would develop some sort of crush. It was how he had dated Sam and Valerie (And Johnny & Kitty) when he was a bit younger, and hell, Sam had technically succeeded in killing him, even if partly.
Attraction towards smart people who could kill him was honestly par for the course for a Fenton or Nightingale anyway.
And he’d also admit he enjoyed a bit of time travel, learning about times and culture long before his time, to the point that he could blend in in ancient times just as easily as the time he had been born in. That it was natural to mutter in a language lost to time.
So color him surprise when another man perks up in the bar he had paused to get a drink in, vibrant green eyes gleaming in interest and responds in turn. And not just in the language, but able to keep up when he talks about things that once existed but haven’t been rediscovered yet.
And one thing led to the other, and there might have been some assassins and some shenanigans that end with them both laughing together in an inn and then more and- Okay he has a type alright, and he’s ticking each box! How is that fair?
the cat king wants to be held and treasured by edwin and curl up on his chest and make biscuits on his lap and other extreamely mortifyingly soft in-cat-form things
Very self indulgent AU, I literally just wanted to turn Sanji into a fox, the world is my oyster ✨ Though I don't know if I'll ever get to really really write it. Here's hoping for the best 🤞🏼
In the first one, Sanji is grieving because he'll never be human again and Zoro gets ONE freebie. But as soon as he's okay again Sanji's going to chomp off one of Zoro's ears.