peaches☙.🔞🍉✨

chapter 13 is called "NOTHING BETWEEN US" and I'm ridiculous proud of it, feeling like a lil evil genius so 😌↕️🫰🏻 (and there's a very genius reason for it heehhehe)

archiveofourown.org/works/69298211 #zosan a/b/o mpreg

hell yes i love this tradition 🥹 so cuute ❤️

the way they both are just content to have sanji 🤤 (katakuri having his donut as he should 🍩)

sanji looks so ethereal 🥹 and zoro aaah this is so gorgeous! merman sanji is everything and he probably has the best voice 😍

Zoro, seduced by fishman Sanji’s siren song, rides him with a dazed and hypnotized look, a collar made of various seaweed, seashells, and jewels lays around his neck, something Sanji has made to claim him. They’re near the entrance of a beach cavern, sunset light creating a romantic atmosphere

// cw: hypno //

Sanzo Week Day 3: Size Difference/Monster/Collar uwu

Collab with the lovely @vidrith.bsky.social and their beautiful fishman Sanji 💙

#sanzoweek2026 #sanzo

#zosan fanfic recommendation 😜

archiveofourown.org/works/69298211

Happy #Sanzo week friends! 😊❤️

aaah i love this anatomy so much! gorgeous 🤤 #sanzo

a cartoon character is holding a heart in his hand and smelling it . ALT: a cartoon character is holding a heart in his hand and smelling it .

just wanted to appreciate all the readers who enjoy "nothing between us" for what it's, who always leave lovely comments despite what's happening, instead of just competing over who deserves more hate in zosan lmao
just thank you so much, love you guys 🥹🥰

sometimes i just feel like posting all the chapters i have of NBU already and whatever if I'll get to finish it or not tbh lmao
there's ~3.5 chapters left to write so I'll probably will but.... oh well....

happy birthday Sanji!

#OnePiece #zosan

thank you for reading! it was first posted here archiveofourown.org/works/65426416

He’ll start accepting them—arms open wide and mouth wide open.

There are no longer helmets and rocks in his way.

But while he gives it all out to whomever crosses his path, he still is—slowly—learning not to neglect the small starveling boy inside of him. Not anymore.

Not when he can—finally—see all the food and the love that are being freely and passionately offered to him.

little boy had his love rejected by his own father, and the sea—oh, his beloved sea—seemed fit to teach him the true value of food by pulling him away from it to starve.

So Sanji loves food and loves love. And isn’t it magical how connected they are?

gives to others in abundance, he can’t make himself eat more than enough for his body’s survival. Sometimes, nothing more than bites get past his constricted, dry throat.

A throat that closes and a chest that tightens and a stomach that burns because a

how he doesn’t see another way but to put his life on the line to save the ones who have carved their way into his heart.

Meanwhile, he eats the scraps, the leftovers, the crumbs and the rotting because no food should go to waste. And, even though food is a passion of his that he freely

Food and love, to Sanji, are as essential as water and oxygen.

Maybe that’s why he can cook massive banquets to feed millions. How he goes out of his way to feed the ones in need; the hungry ones, the famished. Just as he’s so open about his hurricane of love;

aware of their sacred connection. He cherishes and yearns for both because he knows one’s life can disintegrate and perish without either.

To die of starvation of food or love; both agonizingly slow ways to meet one’s end. To forever be taken by the cold embrace of the greedy sea.

happy birthday, #blacklegsanji

From experience, Sanji knows that, the way someone treats food, the way they eat, says a lot about how they love.

Himself, for example, holds both food and love in the highest standards. He values and respects both equally,

the whole story can be read here: archiveofourown.org/works/65426416
there are also adorable scenes between sanji and all SH & it's shipless but heavy implied #zosan and #lusan cause it's me, c'mon.

i wrote this last year for his birthday and i hope u like it!

“You’re getting all sentimental in your old age, huh?”

Zeff flicked his forehead without warning.

“Just listen to me once in your life, kid.”

trying to escape his throat.

When he finally managed to regain enough control, pulling himself out of the danger zone with trembling fists planted on the bed, he swallowed thickly and tried to force a sarcastic quip—but it came out too weak, to his horror:

"But true love doesn’t go away and that’s the love you feel for them and it’s mutual.” He said all this with his eyes fixed on the wall, voice coming out almost strained—but not a hint of sarcasm in it. Sanji had no choice but to bite his lower lip hard to control the sobbing

Zeff let out a grunt in agreement, but his voice stayed steady when he stated:

“They do. Even the way you love can change, like how you’ve come to love them from a distance now, letting that love consume you as longing every year.

It had been exactly six years since that farewell party, since he’d had to pull himself free from Luffy’s rubber arms for the last time.
This “anniversary” needed to end soon.
“It’s been six years, Zeff.”
“So what?”
“Things change.”

When Zeff finally fell silent, Sanji was already sitting beside him, shoulders slumped and face buried in his hands, drawing in deep, slow breaths as if trying to breathe around the twisted knot in his chest that pressed hard against his throat and stomach.

that whole band of weirdos misses you just as much as you miss them, so of course they’ll take you back with open arms—no matter how pathetic you sounded in that letter, and you did sound pathetic as hell, Little Eggplant.”

“they were pulling away.” Zeff paused with a faint laugh, his mustache twitching as he shook his head, completely unaware that remembering that day was ripping Sanji’s heart open all over again. “And all I just said is not even the full reason why I know

“And I’m pretty sure that was the only party your weird-ass captain didn’t eat a single thing and sulked in the corner the whole time, not to mention that you spent weeks trying to convince him to let you stay and he literally tried to rubber-arm kidnap you back onto the ship as