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Playtime Co. was once a great toy company known to make children smile. But all that changed on August 8th, 1995, when every single staff member had vanished without a trace. There was nothing to be seen, nothing to be found. And one person, who wasn't there to see it happen.
10 years had passed, and a call for help shows up on his doorstep. But when he returns to a place buried away, horrible truths are revealed and hope for a savior resurfaces.
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An AU where the player shows up five years before canon, leading to less toy deaths and an early freedom. That's not to say the wounds from the other timeline don’t happen.
Or, Player has over 30 children and adores each one
Or, The Author justs wants everyone to be alive and happy if not a little(Very) traumatized
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- Part 1 of A Single Mom of 40+ Kids
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Three Times Sanji Stole Zoro’s Swords (And One Time Zoro Stole His Knives) by Arvari
Fandoms: One Piece (Live Action TV 2023)
19 Apr 2026
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He mutters a curse under his breath, lifting the fish again, just to make sure that he didn’t miss a blade hiding under it, but the answer is… no. There’s nothing. Not even a stupid paring knife. Only the kitchen counter and Sanji’s own broken dreams.
And the worst thing is, it’s not even like there aren’t other blades on the ship. Zoro might be way too emotionally attached to his swords, especially the… well, the white one, but he doesn’t judge a blade by its length, and he has adopted a few nice daggers as time went by, and those are actually there to be used by the entire crew as needed.
True, Sanji hasn’t seen a single one in a while, but…
Oh.
Of fucking course.
The crew must have lost all those daggers before coming for Sanji’s dear darling knives.
Which, obviously, ruins Sanji’s perfect plan to at least go retrieve one of said daggers and use that to cut up the stupidly large fish that’s sitting on his counter.
Which means that the only blades on the ship that are currently sharp and easy to find…
Oh.
Of.
Fucking.
Course.
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Sanji's knives keep going missing, and he's growing desperate. And as they say, desperate times... -
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“Are you a lady, Marimo?” his eyes trail over Zoro’s breasts, making his breath stop in discomfort, then to the weights in his hand, “Should we call you Zora?
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Sanji is a stupid bastard, Zoro pays for it.
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“Well?” he starts, unimpressed. “What do you want?”
Sanji takes a moment to process the question itself, to process the richness of the bartender’s voice that has him drawing in a quick breath despite himself. As his gaze falls to the bartender’s nametag, he says, “I want whatever’s on the house... Zoro.”
“Nice joke, Shit-Brows,” Zoro huffs, reaching for the polished cocktail glass to his right. “The only thing that’s on the house is my foot up your ass. Now cough up your order. Everything here is 1,359 beri and up.”
It isn't far-fetched to say that life is full of surprises. Life is full of good ones; it's full of more unpleasant ones. It's full of surprises that appear rugged at first, which, in time, give way to something, or rather someone, who is perfectly imperfect. Sanji learns, first-hand, that some surprises have the power to change one's life for the better.