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In some weird, twisted way, misery loves Sanji's company.
He'd been cleaning dishes after a large meal, watching the soap swirl down down the drain, when he realizes something that put his entire way of being in jeapordy. It was something so terrifyingly detrimental to his own wellbeing that he couldn't even put it together. It drove Sanji nearly insane, thinking about this sudden change.
He couldn't even begin to tell you when he noticed it, or how he even felt at the beginning of it, but once he caught on to the fact that he'd been looking a little too closely at someone he shouldn't, it felt like a record scratch in his brain.
He'd developed a little bit of a crush on the swordsman, it seemed.
or: the secret santa gift for Agnes! written for the ZSZ Bang Graduates server
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when a shikigami meets a mech pilot during christmas by soulkkito (soulslime)
Fandoms: First Stage Production (Virtual Streamers), Holostars
23 Dec 2025
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"Who the hell are you and what do you want?”
Shiki turns quickly toward the sound of the voice. He sees a guy in black and red, thinking back to that last stocking. Machina X Flayon, it read. This must be him, Shiki thinks as he composes himself. “Ah-um, Shiki,” Shiki answers, “Shiki Katagami-”
“What business do you have here?”
“A petitioner sent me, the purple exorcist of your guild,” he continues, as calm as he can be. “Hakka if my memory serves me right.”
“And how can I trust that?”
“Here,” Shiki says. He puts the book of contracts in the guy’s hand, flipping to the contract in question. Please help my friend Flayon this Christmas Eve scribbled in Hakka’s very own handwriting, signed by the exorcist himself. Really, the meticulous documentation of his nature quite literally is a life saver in this moment.
or: Merry Christmas, here's Shiki and Flayon making Christmas cookies in two parts bc my brain can't handle a full 1000 words at once right now. Written for Secret Santa 2025 in the Shikicord
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cough syrup (one more spoon) by soulsslime (soulslime)
Fandoms: Date Everything! (Sassy Chap Games Video Game)
30 Jul 2025
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A bitter laugh bubbles up from Dirk’s throat at the situation that always seemed to creep up into their relationship. He can’t help it, really. Even if it’s a mean, bitter and cold tone, Dirk couldn’t help the fact that this was all too rich. All he wanted was to go back to the laundry room and have some sort of peace after having a decent night with some friends, but even that was too much. Harper yells and accuses him of doing something he’s not doing, Dirk has to defend himself. He waits for things to get better, they never do. He spirals and wonders about his own self-worth, it ends up bad. His life was a circle and he was tired, but never knew what to do about it. Dirty laundry is always going to need a place to be put; they’re always going to be orbiting each other even if they break it off.
This was just….his life. They’re not good for each other and they both know it, but neither of them wanted to break it off; even if Dirk was tired of it, he resigned himself to his learned helplessness, hence the bitter laugh.
or: Dirk and Harper break up, and Dirk finds out that The Hanks are exceptionally good at figuring out jumbled up feelings.
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Sanji was absolutely stunning, if Zoro could even say that much. But that was one of those things that would stay in the brain; Sanji was too busy laughing and flirting with the bartender at the opposite end of the bar. Joy and happiness painted his face. Of course it did, Zoro couldn't help but think as he nursed his drink--a local drink that was something akin to sake in strength that Zoro found himself enjoying.
He wonders if he could ever change Sanji's mind. It's a lingering hope even though he knows he should just squash it before it becomes a problem for the rest of the crew.
As they head back to the Sunny, tipsy but feeling alright, Sanji grabs Zoro's hand. “So you don't get lost,” he says, cheeks rosy and breath smelling of wine. He's on a high that Zoro hadn't ever seen Sanji on before when they frequented dives and bars prior, but happiness looks good on him so Zoro can't complain much.
or: a character study on zoro feeling feelings internally and sanji being sanji (of course). written for one piece bingo 2025 (one sided love square), but posted wayyyyyy after it; sorry guys.
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- Part 13 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
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side story: the death of peace of mind by soulslime for 7778
Fandoms: One Piece (Anime & Manga)
13 Jan 2025
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Rayleigh hadn’t talked about Oro Jackson since Roger died. He never felt like he could; even if he wanted to, the intense churning in his stomach intensified at the thought of it shutting down any possibility of it ever happening--not that people weren’t ever curious about intricate details of their lives. Anniversaries pass and articles wondering about the rest of the band come out and all Rayleigh wants to do is be left alone. He doesn’t want anything to do with all the gossip and all the rumors; hell, he’s a bit over the celebrity life and wishes he could go back to the time where he wasn’t known. All the paparazzi with their flashing lights in his face everywhere he went, asking him about how he feels about everything even when he just wants to run and hide from the truth, were overwhelming and Rayleigh was over it. Especially when they ask him about how he felt about Roger.
What could he say to them in response? What could he say other than he wanted more time? That they deserved more time?
or: I wrote old man yaoi that was super tragic for a rock band au that I'm still working on...but hey one of the side stories are done so let's post it first lmao.
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- Part 1 of one piece battle of the bands au
- Part 1 of soul's fics - series: rogerray
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He doesn’t know why it has to be like this. And he sincerely hates the fact that all he can do is take people from the one he wants to give the entire world to. But if he didn’t do it, who would?
That aspect of his own existence on its own made Zoro feel so terribly alone.
or: Zoro is the God of Death, Sanji is the God of Life ; they don't get along very well anymore because of it.
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- Part 12 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
- Part 1 of young gods verse
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"You ever think about what happens when you die?" Sanji asks abruptly. It may feel like a quiet whisper in the wind, but to Usopp's worry riddled brain it's a hyperfixation point. The night is still and the words linger in the air, heavy, and it worries him. Worry is Usopp's middle name and Sanji's statement didn't quell the anxious feelings he was having. "Because when I die," Sanji continues, "I'd do it all over again with you."
Usopp sits there, silent. He wasn’t even sure of how to make it from day to day most of the time, let alone what to do if he had to restart his entire life over again from zero. There wouldn’t be much he could change either way.
or: Sanji, Usopp, the rooftop, some weed, and a very deep conversation about deserving love.
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- Part 1 of soul's fics - series: sanusosan
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Sanji thinks he can make a ten-minute walk without something super embarrassing happening.
"Let's just go to yours," Sanji says and now his head is pounding. There's way too much going on and it's far too loud for him; he’s getting far too much sensory overload for his liking and he just wants to go home. "Easier," Sanji continues.
"Yeah, don't worry about it," Zoro says. They both get up, making their way to the exit while Sanji has the balance of a clown on roller skates finding balance on some grease; he makes it a good five minutes and then stumbles, tripping on his own feet. "You need help walking or are you going to be fine?"
He’s sure he says he’ll be fine in response, but all he remembers of the night is puking outside of the Barto Club and heading home.
or: how Sanji Black comes to reckon with a whole bunch of complicated feelings involving the love of his life....and Zoro (the other love of his life, but he won't say that out loud yet).
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Everything was always fast paced, kind of like his and Zoro’s relationship origin.
They both don't remember when they started dating, really. It never felt different from being friends at all; they, for all intents and purposes, had been the exact same as they had been growing up–they were just Sanji and Zoro like they always were. The only thing that was different was the intimacy level.
But, other than that, everything felt the same.
or: Sanji and Zoro through the seasons.
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- Part 1 of seasons
- Part 11 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
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Sanji could almost feel how intensely Zoro rolls his eyes at him.“You like me any way you can have me, you pervy fucker,” Zoro hums softly, “But seriously, I wanna touch you, cook. Can you please just-” Zoro tugs against the bindings once more and Sanji smiles at him, reaching for the bindings. He carefully undoes the knots, placing a kiss on the inside of each of Zoro’s wrists tenderly. Once Zoro’s hands are free, he carefully wraps his arms around Sanji to pull the cook down beside him. “Shit,” Zoro continues, “We already had to buy a new vial of lube? How many times did we go at it?”
“A lot,” Sanji yawns, “We should go to sleep-”
“Why? So you can fuck me again, you insatiable pervert?” Zoro teases, looking up from where his head is resting--carefully, on Sanji’s chest. He can feel Sanji’s heartbeat; the pace spiked up at the comment, causing Zoro to grin. “Well, I never turn down the opportunity to go back to sleep,” Zoro continues, causing Sanji to laugh yet again.
“It’s funny, you know,” Sanji ponders, “You calling me a pervert when this was your idea-”
or: the somno fic meant to be released ages ago but I forgot about it until now
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- Part 10 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
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"Oi cook," Zoro asks him, "Got anymore sake?" The words flutter against his ear, sending shivers down Sanji's spine. Every part of Sanji feels electrified and it's in that moment that Sanji realizes Zoro is way too fucking close for his liking. He's trying to prepare a meal, not spring a boner, and Zoro was being terribly distracting on his quest for more sake.
But he isn't gonna smack his boyfriend away from him, how rude would that be in this exact moment?
or: Bite sized pieces of Sanji's utter love and joy literally flowing through his body because he's hopelessly in love. So much so that he literally bleeds because of it (in a silly comedy way, no sadness allowed).
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“Marimo, what are you doing?” Sanji asks, amused at the sigh before him. He watches as Zoro situates himself as best as he can so he can see the back of his head. It felt like watching an elaborate experiment with mirrors; mirror in one hand, scissors in another, and chunks of hair at the marimo’s feet.
“What does it look like, curly?” Zoro sighs sarcastically. He’s carding his hand carefully through his long locks, positioning the mirror where he could see the back of his head. Sanji has a feeling he knows what the green haired man was about to do; he was definitely about to snip off a good chunk of his hair as unevenly as he possibly could.
“I mean, it’s obvious on the surface,” Sanji sighs, “But why didn’t you just ask me for help? I do this for a living, mossy.”
or: Sanji, Zoro, and some scissors.
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- Part 9 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
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Everything is silent and stuffy with tension so thick that you could cut it with a knife. Sanji sits in the passenger’s seat, looking out the window and hoping that he’d turn invisible. The sun sets and fills the sky with beautiful purples and pinks. Sanji pays more attention to the snowflakes that land on the window than he does to Zoro in the driver’s seat beside him.
They remind Sanji of a time where he and Zoro were close, where Zoro would drag him on to the roof and surprise him with a picnic—warm blankets, hot chocolate, and an inviting smile that would warm him when the sun couldn’t. It was chilly, sure, but the air around them was warm and Sanji would get so lost in the taste of Zoro’s lips that he’d miss the sunset, but it didn’t matter. He was wrapped up in Zoro, the love of his life, who’d gently push him down on the blanket and place light kisses on his neck-
or: Sanji and Zoro break up, but do they really?
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- Part 8 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
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There’s the hazy, blissed out part of Zoro that loves this. He loves seeing the head of Sanji’s cock gliding in and out, loves feeling it on his skin. This part of him would give Sanji anything he wanted if they could just do this again. And then there’s the silly, annoyingly playful part of Zoro that wanted to tease the cook at any given moment. With every push Sanji makes, Zoro kitten licks the blond’s tip whenever it gets remotely close to his mouth. The cook had always been sensitive. It’s surprising, really, how sensitive and reactive his body is. And Zoro wasn’t about to waste any chances of overstimulating the perv cook.
“Fuck,” Sanji pants, still thrusting, “Fuck, fuck, fuck-“ He throws his head throws back, face scrunched up with pleasure from what Zoro had been doing. Sanji comes with Zoro still kitten licking the tip of his cock, coming all over Zoro’s face and chest.
or: Sanji, Zoro, and some good old fashioned breast fucking.
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- Part 7 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
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"Fuck, cook," Zoro says, "You really-fuck-like it down there, don't you?" And Zoro knows he won't get a verbal response; Sanji was too busy licking at his core to answer him.
Like a shaken soda can, Zoro felt like he was about to explode and Sanji had been mouthing at the tab that was holding him together; he’s desperately trying to make Zoro come undone with just his mouth and Sanji might be winning in that regard. Sanji’s nose brushes up against the green curls growing at Zoro’s thighs, mouthing at the skin there and causing Zoro to squirm. The cook loved to tease just because he knew it drove Zoro mad with want and, with how fast his impending orgasm was coming on, Zoro hoped he wouldn’t this time around.
or: Sanji eats Zoro out.
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- Part 6 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
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“Law, I’m going to be frank with you. In a few minutes, I’m gonna lose it. I’m gonna need an alpha to take the edge off. I can stave off the feeling for like…ten more minutes tops, but I know it’s gonna come hard and in waves so if you can’t or don’t want to deal with this—which is totally fine—you can go, okay?” Zoro looks up at Law from where his head lays, carefully breathing in to calm himself. “You don’t have to stay here just because your alpha is telling you to comfort me,” he continues, “If it doesn’t feel right to you while you have a clear mind then don’t feel obligated to be here. I should be fine with your clothes and some time."
“What do you need, Zoro-ya?” Law asks, carding a hand through his hair.
“I need you to mate me,” Zoro continues, like it’s the most casual thing in the world he’s ever said. It catches Law completely off guard, to be frank.
or: Zoro, Law, a nest, and some heavy trust during a heat cycle.
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- Part 1 of soul's fics - series: lawzo
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It was an accident really. Out of everyone to find out, Zoro was sure that the cook wouldn’t ever, but life takes a turn and questions get asked that need explaining and sometimes you can’t guide a blade on your own body and need help with it so you don’t maim yourself unintentionally. Sometimes, a shitty cook comes to give you rice balls for dinner late one night and finds you with the spine of a small dagger pressed lightly into your forearm, panting and wanting, and he wonders what you’re doing in the least judgmental way possible.
Sometimes, when he asks you what you’re interested in and you tell him, he offers to help you out even though he’s not too sure if he’s going to be any good at it.
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The swordsman likes the feel of blades. Who would have thought?Series
- Part 4 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
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“Fuck,” Sanji says, “Fuck. Marimo, I want you.“ Their hands reach for Zoro’s side, carefully gripping his side. Sanji experiments with some dirty talk, unused to using it; normally, Zoro is the one whispering dirty nothings in their ear, causing their face to heat up, and Sanji isn’t normally used to being the one to do it. “You look so fucking sexy, marimo,” they continue, “Your pussy is so pretty.”
“Princess,” Zoro whines as he sinks down further on the dildo carefully, "You’ve got a filthy mouth." He leans forward, wrapping his arms around Sanji’s neck. He places a kiss on Sanji’s neck. "Who taught you how to talk like that?” Zoro teases, speaking lowly into their ear, “Hmm?”
or: Sanji, Zoro, a strap, and a good (but crazy) idea.
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- Part 5 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
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There’s a light knock on the galley door before it swings opens. He's expecting to come face to face with Brook; normally, he's walking about at this hour considering the fact that he doesn't need to sleep. Even Robin would be expected at this hour, but who walks in is rather surprising once Sanji truly recognizes it.
It's surprising because it's Zoro. Roronoa "Mosshead" Zoro, who is normally passed the fuck out at this time of evening.
Sanji doesn’t even notice it was one hundred percent Zoro walking in at first, drifting in and out of sleep with the washcloth in his hand until he nearly stumbles forward, caught from face planting into the galley counter by a strong hand holding him close. “Oi,” Zoro says, “Cook, you okay?”
“I’m fine, moss for brains,” Sanji says, continuing to run water over the plates.
“You don’t look fine,” Zoro says, "Are you a hundred percent sure you're golden?" He’s in the process of bringing his hand up to Sanji’s forehead when Sanji flinches, grabbing Zoro by the wrist.
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How Sanji sees Zoro. Let's see how this goes.
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- Part 1 of you, through my eyes
- Part 2 of soul's fics - series: zosanzo
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Just as fast as the peace starts, it ends when both Zoro and Law see Luffy stick the spoon that was just in Zoro’s mouth into his own without any regard to his own life apparently. Law shoots him an incredulous glare, questioning what the hell Luffy was doing with the spoon of a sick man in his mouth.
“What?” Luffy says, “Sanji made good soup-”
or: Zoro gets sick, Law can't cook for shit, and Sanji isn't having any of it. Oh and Luffy's there too, but he just stuck his sick boyfriend's spoon in his mouth like an idiot.
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- Part 2 of yes, there's four
- Part 1 of soul's fics - series: ot3/ot4/ot5/etc (polypiece)