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strangermask · 8 months ago

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WOOO NINJAGO FIRST ELEMENTAL MASTERS SHORT FIC

Ninjago: The First Elemental Masters

Night Light

Synopsis: The first elemental masters were separated from First Spinjitzu Master and are forced to take shelter in a grundle hole. Now the four sit around a fire, unsure of what to say to each other:

Word Count: 2,532

Author’s Note: This is set near the very beginning where they all barely know each other. We get to see them bond for the first time in their journey together.

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The elemental masters got separated from First Master during a battle with some bandits. The four acquired minor injuries during the fight, and now they were trying to find shelter. It did not help that it was raining as well. “Dragons, could they not have picked a better day for this?” Akiharu asked.

“Oh, do not complain!” Yoshimochi scolded. “Bandits never pick a day to accommodate their targets.”

“Oh forgive me, your nobleness.”

“Can both of you be quiet?” Yukito asked. “We are not here to discuss our misfortune, we need to find a place to recover.”

“What place could we recover in!?” Akiharu asked. “In case you have not taken in our surroundings, there are nothing but trees!”

“Over here.” Sai said, grabbing Akiharu’s hand. The serpent took the human down a hole, the other two companions following out of panic. “Stay behind me.”

Sai grabbed a purple fruit with blue polka-dots from his bag and squashed it. He spread the juices at the entrance of the hole. He snapped his fingers, making a small fire, then lit up the entrance. Immediately, a horrendous smell emitted through the hole.

“By Overlord, what in the cursed realm is that smell?” Yukito asked.

“Do not worry, you will get usssssed to it.” Sai answered. “It will keep usssss sssssafe.”

“From what?”

“Grundlesssss. Thissssss issssss a Grundle hole—”

“This is a what?”

“I know it sssssoundsssss bad, but I have come to learn a few tricksssss to avoid them. For example, they only hunt at night due to their eyesssss being sssssensssssitive to the daylight. With that, I’ve noticed they tend to sssssteer away from thessssse fruitsssss I found. If you sssssquisssssh the fruit and light the juicesssss, it givesssss off a sssssmell that wardsssss them off.”

“I can see why.” Yoshimochi said. “It smells like a rotting corpse.”

“Exactly! They already avoid it without the sssssmell, ssssso why would they bother usssss now?”

“… You seem quite excited about this.”

“Oh, uh, apologiesssss. I sssssuppossssse I got a bit carried away. I-I will make a fire now.”

A fire was started. The four were surrounding it, not saying anything to each other. To be honest, there was not much to say. They don’t know each other well, having been selected randomly by the elements. They were all too different from each other. A son of a nobleman, a peasant from the streets, a demon of cold, and a serpentine prince. What common ground could you find?

However, the curiousity in Akiharu grew more and more about the serpentine prince.

“Alright, I cannot take it much longer.” He spoke. “How do you know so much about grundles? Is that a common predator in your lands?”

“O-Oh, uh,” Sai cleared his throat, “not entirely. Our tribe hasssss defensssssesssss againssssst predatorsssss, but my father isssss very ssssstrict about who can and cannot ssssstay.”

“What do you mean?”

“My father hasssss thisssss belief where if you cannot handle the wild, you cannot come back to the tribe. He isssss more ssssstrict about that belief with my brothersssss and I. He will sssssend usssss in the wild every once in a while to tessssst usssss. Though, he tendsssss to sssssend me out more than my brotherssssss. Thusssss I tend to have more wildernessssss knowledge.”

Yoshimochi and Yukito turned their heads to the serpentine.

“You would think he wasssss trying to kill me by sssssending me out ssssso much.” Sai chuckled. It changed to a frown. “It would not be hard to disssssprove. I have… never really been a favorite of hisssss.”

Akiharu straightened his posture: “What makes you think that?”

“…I am the runt of my brothersssss. I am not asssss ssssstrong nor have any ssssspecial abilitiesssss. I am half blind which isssss not favorable for hunting, fighting, or even leading. Cursssssed Realm, I ssssshould not even be alive.”

“Woah, hey, hey. Who told you that?”

“Well, when I hatched, I wasssss weak and pathetic. My father wanted to throw me away to be eaten. However, I made it through thanksssss to Andrai. We were both born from the sssssame egg, and he wasssss much more healthy than I. And even in infancy, he cared for me. I would not be here if it weren’t for him. My father likesssss to hold that againssssst me.”

“Well that is stupid.

“What?”

“What, because you were born a bit unhealthy, you are worth nothing? I mean, he sends you out on these survival things, and you come back alive every time! How does that not say you are strong?”

“Well, it isssss not that defining.”

“Oh please, you probably know more ways to evade a predator then spikey over here.”

“Excuse me?” Yukito raised an eyebrow.

“You heard me.”

“Let usssss not get ahead of ourssssselvesssss.” Sai said.

“While Akiharu is being a bit brash,” Yoshimochi stepped in, “he does have a point. I do not see your father’s reasoning to dismiss you.”

“I appreciate your wordsssss, I do, but you all do not have to sssssay thessssse thingsssss. After all, I am not asssss dessssserving of an element like you all.”

Yoshimochi and Yukito blinked at that. Akiharu, on the other hand, shrunk into himself.

“… I would not say that is true for me.” Akiharu said.

Sai tilted his head: “What do you mean?”

“Well, you see… I am not that very honorable considering everything in my life. I do not tell people this to save myself the trouble but… I do not have a family or name to fall back on. My parents perished when I was really young, and I did not have a family name.”

“You are an orphan?” Yoshimochi asked.

“Uh, yes. I have been alone on the streets since I was a child. And when you are a little girl with no one to guide you, you end up having to guide yourself. Sometimes that means by holding up lies.”

“Wait, a little girl?” Yukito raised an eyebrow.

“Oh shit, uh.” Akiharu stumbled on his words, taking a gulp. “Please do not tell anyone, especially the First Master, but… I am not a man?”

The three stared at Akiharu.

“You are a woman?” Yoshimochi questioned.

“Yes.”

“This entire time?”

“Yes.”

“Wh— But I thought— You seem so much like a man!”

“That is the whole point of this charade. I had to do some tricks to get this way.”

“But why would you pretend you are a man and not a woman?”

“Well, a thing you learn on the streets is you survive better if presented as a boy. You get more opportunities to make money, you can get away with minor acts of crime more easily, and you get taken a bit more seriously. I mostly did it to pass a day on the streets. But then I got chosen to be the Master of Earth… and I did not feel like I could reveal my little secret.”

Akiharu could feel the stares of his teammates, but he couldn’t recognize that each stare brought a different feeling. Yukito gave the feeling of curiosity. Sai gave the feeling of empathy. Yoshimochi gave the feeling of horror… To fake who you are just to live?

“Does… Does it make you uncomfortable that we refer to you as a man?” Yoshimochi asked.

“Not really.” Akiharu clarified. “To be quite honest, I have gotten used to it and I have found an appeal to it. But that does not make it any better, does it?”

“… Well, you said it was to pass a day on the streets. If you think about it, it is like how Sai has learned to survive the wilderness.”

“… Are you trying to compare wilderness survival to street survival… as an attempt to make me feel better about my deception?”

“I-I mean, well, I, uh—”

“No, no, I can sssssee it.” Sai chimed in. “Yesssss, very different sssssituationsssss, but in a way they are sssssimilar.”

“Can you explain how?” Akiharu asked.

“Doing what we can to make it passssst a day alive.”

“… Huh. I guess so. Never would have thought of it that way.” Akiharu turns to Yoshimochi. “Didn’t know such a nobel could see that.”

Yoshimochi’s face turned red, “I— Well— I have to be. It is expected by my father that I see all of the details.”

“You see all of the details?” Akiharu teased.

“… No, but I am trying to get better.”

Sai noticed Yoshimochi becoming a bit nervous.

“Isssss sssssomething troubling you, Yossssshimochi?” Sai asked.

“Oh, uh, it is not important.” Yoshimochi. “It is only a minor thing that is rather silly.”

Sai scooted closer to Yoshimochi. Akiharu rested his head on his hands as he stared at Yoshimochi. He looked at Yukito, who only shrugged and put his hands up. The lightning master sighed.

“Well, if you must insist.” He began. “I supposed my… trouble is living up to my family’s name. I am the only son, and I must hold the Koizumi family high. I have to leave a good mark… but I will admit, there are times I wished I did not have such a burden. I would rather spend my time in a farmhouse with the animals then try to upkeep the family’s name.”

Yoshimochi, feeling he is being too whiny, quickly cleared his throat.

“Again, it is only a minor and silly trouble. I cannot compare it to anything else, especially since I’m lucky to have my luxuries.”

“Oh, Yossssshimochi.”

“D-Did I say too much?”

“Get over here.” Akiharu said as he pulled in Yoshimochi. “And quit being so humble. You are making me feel guilty for thinking you were only another stuck-up noble.”

“Excuse me?”

“Mostly assumed because of past experience. But here you are, acting like you are not allowed to complain because you are rich.”

“Well, I mean—”

“No, no, no, that is how you begin to hide your true feelings. My Mama always told me: ‘If you do not express how you feel, then your feelings will stay buried until something forces it out’. And, well, it can get nasty when buried feelings are forced out.”

Yoshimochi’s face turned redder and spoke quietly: “I suppose so.”

The two boys and serpent turned to the demon.

“… Please do not tell me I am supposed to share something.” Yukito said.

“We all shared something personal about us,” Yoshimochi began, “it is fair you do the same.”

“Please, like you three could empathize with me. I am a Demon of the North, I am an immortal being of ice.”

“Well I think even immortal beings of ice have emotions.” Akiharu smirked.

Yukito glared at the earth master.

“If it makesssss you uncomfortable, you do not have to ssssshare.” Sai offered.

Yukito turned to the serpentine. Unlike the humans, Sai held an actual genuine face. He was respectful and a little too kind for a serpentine. In Yukito’s experience, kindness means nothing but trouble. However… The serpentine stood no threat, and the demon wasn’t uncomfortable sharing his life.

Yukito let out a sigh: “Alright fine. If you must know, then I will share a fraction of information about my life. I have an older brother and sister who hate me along with the rest of the demons in the Northern Quarters. So I am usually on my own avoiding everyone who wants me dead. And before anything is said, this is quite normal in my territory. I am used to it by now.”

The humans were shocked. Sai did not show a clear emotion. He got up and slithered towards Yukito, giving him a hug.

“Wh-What—”

“I needed a hug.” Sai explained.

That was a lie. The serpentine was only hugging as an attempt of comfort. Comfort that Yukito didn’t need since he did not have a problem with his life. Being hated is normal among all demons. You could trust no one, and anyone could leave you to die in the dust.

… But Yukito will accept the hug. Only for Sai’s sake. He would most likely become sad if the hug was rejected.

Yoshimochi let out a sneeze.

“Ewwwww.” Akiharu cringed. “You sneezed on me.”

“Oh please, you probably have more illnesses than my sneeze.”

“Oh, how dare you! You are shattering my fragile wounded orphan heart.”

“Do I speak of lies?”

“No, I agree with you.”

“Then why did you—”

Yoshimochi let out another sneeze.

“Oh fuck, I think I am getting ill from the rain.”

Sai pulled away from Yukito and went straight for the bag. The serpentine pulled out a big blanket and wrapped it around Yoshimochi.

“May I asssssk you to trussssst me for a moment?” Sai asked.

“I am scared of what that is implying, but yes?” Yoshimochi hesitantly answered.

Sai wrapped his tail around Yoshimochi as if cradling eggs. The serpentine then grabbed a small vile and spoon.

“Sai, may I ask what you are doing?” Yoshimochi questioned.

“It isssss a warming technique ssssserpentine mothersssss ussssse for their young.” Sai explained. “It isssss usssssually usssssed for vipersssss or when a child isssss ill. What I have in my handsssss isssss medicine that ssssshould prevent illnessssss but will make you feel tired.”

Sai gave Yoshimochi the spoon of the medicine. It caused him to gag.

“That tastes terrible.” Yoshimochi commented.

“Unfortunately that isssss one of the downfallsssss of medicine.” Sai chuckled.

“Do you have an extra blanket?” Akiharu asked.

Sai smiled and handed Akiharu another blanket from the bag.

“Why do you have two blankets?” Yukito asked.

“Emergency.” Sai beamed. “Alssssso I get cold easssssily.”

Akiharu laid his head on Sai’s tail, Yoshimochi eased up, feeling the drowsiness from the medicine kick in.

“Can we all promise to not tell a soul what was discussed tonight?” Yoshimochi yawned.

The other three agreed. No one really needed to know what they talked about in the grundle hole.

“I shall keep watch if anyone comes to find us.” Yukito volunteered. “You all should rest for the night.”

“Thank you, Yukito.” Sai thanked.

“… It is not much trouble.”

And so, the humans and serpentine fell asleep as the demon kept watch. This group of mortals is strange. Especially Sai. When there is bickering, he’s able to dispute it. He offers comfort and kindness to everyone. It seems so silly and unneeded.

And… admittedly, Yukito can’t make sense out of it. Especially with everything the serpentine went through. He has experienced hatred and danger for all his life. He knows his father wants him dead and has tried to kill him. Yet despite all of that, Sai somehow chooses to be kind. Perhaps he’s hiding his true intention? No one can be that kind.

Yukito let out a small sigh. He’ll just keep an extra eye on Sai. The other two aren’t much threatening. They are a little annoying though. The bickering was getting tiring, and it was driving Yukito nuts.

And so the rainy night continued until sunrise. Although the four may not know it yet, they all have more in common than they think. And it is that common ground that will bring them together as the closest and bestest of friends.

#ninjago #mask writes #first elemental master #first elemental masters

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kittenpinkamations · 1 year ago

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Sunny! She really just girlbossed her whole way through The Brightest Night & I love that for her

Some Sandwing-related headcanons

BIG OL’ FLOPPY CAMEL EARS (to release heat)

Snake features go hisssss

Huge eyelashes to keep out dust!

Sidestepping canon a lil here; my headcanon for Nightwings is that their tails end in shapes resembling stars or the moon. With that conflicting with the Sandwings’ barbed tail; as a result, Sunny has a uniquely round orb. (Which resembles the Sun!)

Sandwings generally are supposed to have thick, armoured plate scales; but Sunny’s inherited the softer, more flexible scales of the Nightwings instead.

#kitten types #wings of fire #my art

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whompthatsucker1981 · 1 year ago

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keeping the kitties separate because of vera being stinky at mimi's vet scent, and mimi was just taken to my mom's room for the night, while i stay with vera. put vera on the blanky mimi was snoozing and laying down thru the day so she could sniff to get more used to scent. she was like snif snifff snif hissssss sniff sniff hiss sniff hisssss snif snif. also not only sniffed mimi's other used onesie but also hissed and slapped it

#the kitty's #she's less stinky than mimi was bc of the willingness to sniff and also no growling #so im assuming she will be sweety again faster

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satanicbassslayer · 1 year ago

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OOOOOO BIG SCARY SNAKE HISSSS HISSSSS ITS GONNA EAT YOU AND DIGEST YOU LIKE A RAT HISSSSSSS 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍

- 2D

🖕

Hope you had a rather wet night Faceache 😌

'S what happens when you tease me

#gorillaz #murdoc niccals #ask blog

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just-some-random-blogger · 1 year ago

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IM SO LATE TO ZE PARTY BUT AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH IM HERE PRESENT RAHHHHH IM COMBUSTINNGGGG

The late night breeze rippled across the obsidian glasslike sea. The ship, the Going Merry, was gently rocked like a baby in a cradle. The moon and stars glittered across the sky, guiding those to the land of dreams. It was a calm night, a peaceful night.

UGHHHH IVE SAID IT ONCE BEFORE BUT YOU JUST WRITE SO WELL. YOU START OFF SO BEAUTIFULLY AND YOU CAN JUST TELL FROM THE MOMENT YOU START READING IT'S GONNA BE GOOD AHHHHHHH RAHHHHHHHHH RHAHSHHRHRHSSHEHHRH

The sweet nicotine swirled around, filling his chest.

Let me stop you right there 🤨✋ what in the HELLLZZZZZ are you on??? Ain't no way dat sweet u in fucking denial SANJI STOP IT PUT THAT DOWN

“You know those things can kill you.”

OH GOSH THANK YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR HAVING SENSE BEAT HIS ASSS BEAT HISSSSS ASSSSSSSSS SO HARD

“No,” you tilted your head in thought. “But, I might if I see you light another one.”

Sanji dipped his head, leaning in close to you. The smoke wafted off of him, a smell which always lingered around him. A smell which stirred such conflicting emotions in you. A devilish smirk danced over his lips. “Are you threatening me, sweetheart?”

YES YOU BLONDE RAT HAVE AT ME (threatening and seducing) ALSO THE WAY I COULD HEAR HIM SAY THIS I CAN HEAR IT SO CLEARLY

Sanji smirked, “Bet I could make you tired.”

🧍sir

PUT YOUR MONEY WHERE YOUR MOUTH IS RIGHT NOW

Sanji blinked, taken back. He opened his mouth and muttered utterly confused, “Wait, what?”

What now, Icarus? What now?

“No, no, I heard you. It’s just I, uh, I didn’t really expect you to ever answer with a yes.”

You would have never guessed. You would have assumed he had flings almost every night with the constant stream of customers. A new love, a new interest, with every ship that came in.

Reallllllll so reeal

“Could … could I be your first?”

THE STRONGEST SOLDIER

“What happened? You’re usually so good with your words,” you teased, running your hands up and down his thighs.

I love taunting men. Men don't deserve rights... Maybe except sanji

“Just to start off small, I was thinking maybe I could … suck you off?”

This is the part where he has an aneurysm and dies

He peered down at you like some dazzling treasure. “I - really? Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”

You laughed lightly. Your hands wrapped around his thighs. “You can’t hurt me. Besides -“ you threw him a wicked smirk - “maybe I want you to hurt me.”

SPOKE WHAT EVERYONE WAS THINKING

“I … I want to … please,” he begged again.

He firmly grabbed your thigh, thrilled by this. He turned his head, kissing all over your thigh. Up and down, up and down, until he trail led back to where you needed him. You shivered, tipping your head back.

RIP ME APART

Sleepless Night

Summary: Unable to sleep, you stumbled across Sanji at the back of the ship. A quick exchange, and some teasing remarks, a realization was made. Sanji hasn’t been with anyone, and you wanted to be his first

Word Count: ~ 4k

Reader: Afab (referred as love/sweetheart)

Warning: SMUT (oral (m!receiving and f!receiving), light exhibition (outside at night), voyeurism, inexperienced!Sanji)

MINOR DNI/ 18+ ONLY

Yet, one soul was awake.

Sanji leaned his forearms on the railing, overlooking the sea staring off into the horizon. The sky and sea almost seamlessly blended together. A cigarette lazily hung from his fingertips. The salty water misted in the air, mixing with the light smoke. He brought the cigarette to his lips, inhaling deeply. The sweet nicotine swirled around, filling his chest. Tipping his head back, he exhaled slowly. His usually pristine suit was exchanged for sweatpants and a plain shirt. The chilly air nipped at his skin, but he didn’t mind. In fact, he welcomed it. Everything about tonight should lull a person to sleep, and have them running to be tucked nicely under the covers, yet he was wide awake.

The only one, or so he thought.

“You know those things can kill you.”

Sanji immediately smiled to himself. He laughed once, then glanced over to you. You strolled up beside him, sporting similar pajamas. Another sign you both should be asleep, you were dressed for it. You leaned your arms onto the railing, mimicking his stance.

“Is that so?” He quipped. “I’m sure a few won’t kill me before the Grand Line.”

“No,” you tilted your head in thought. “But, I might if I see you light another one.”

You let out a bark of laughter and matched his smirk. “Definitely.”

You quickly snatched his cigarette then flicked it out into the sea. Sanji blinked, stunned for a moment. “I still had some left,” he mumbled, disappointedly. He shook his head, then smiled back at you. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

You rolled your eyes, and bumped his hip, “So, why are you up so late?”

“Couldn’t sleep, you?”

“Same,” you sighed, leaning heavily into the railing. It was just one of those nights, your mind and body were at war with each other.

Sanji smirked, “Bet I could make you tired.”

You snorted, playing into this game of yours. “Yeah? Do you think you could keep up with me?”

“Oh! Well, look at you,” he chuckled. “I certainly will try. What do you say, love? Should we give it a go?”

This was your normal relationship with Sanji. The light teasing, the flirtatious comments; well, him more than you. Sanji’s silver tongue was far faster and sweeter than your own. Yet, you never thought it was nothing else but some simply fun.

Or you thought it was just for him.

Maybe it was because the two of you were alone, maybe it was because you knew you would probably just crawl back to your bed unable to sleep the rest of the night, maybe it was because he looked so unbelievably beautiful in the moonlight, you wanted to push it tonight. Normally, you would have dropped it by now. You would both laugh, and pretend nothing happened. Only for these same heart pounding scenarios to happen over and over.

Yet, a voice called out: your buried desires for the cook.

You wanted to test where the boundary in the sand was drawn between the two of you. Was it only games? Was there some truth behind his words? With the rest of the crew sleeping, you had to take your chance now.

Staring unwaveringly into his dazzling blue eyes, you said, “And if I say yes? What then?”

Sanji blinked, taken back. He opened his mouth and muttered utterly confused, “Wait, what?”

Don’t turn back now.

“I said -“

“No, no, I heard you. It’s just I, uh, I didn’t really expect you to ever answer with a yes.”

You cocked your head. Sanji’s smooth, wicked tongue was failing him. This was a side you never thought you would see, let alone a side he had. His words then replayed in your head, making you question a few things. “Why wouldn’t I?”

Sanji was handsome, sweet, kind, a great friend and cook. Only a fool would say no to him.

And a fool you were for a long time.

He licked his lips, glancing away. “I, uh, I don’t know -“ he fiddled with his hands, wishing desperately you didn’t toss away his cigarette - “I just never thought you would or if … if …”

His voice trailed off.

Your eyebrows knitted together. You stared more and more, watching him with confusion while he oddly retreated within himself. Under the moonlight, a faint blush dusted across his cheeks. His eyes widened, actively avoiding your gaze. He fidgeted in place, picking at his nails or part of the banister.

He was so nervous, so unlike him, almost as if -

Realization finally struck you.

“Oh - oh!” You twisted around to face him directly. There was no way to beat around the bush, you just had to ask him. “Sanji, have you ever been with anyone before?”

He tensed up at your question. You hit the nail square on the head. He sighed, dropping his shoulders. Was there any real point in hiding it now? “I may or may not have been busy with the Baratie and the old man, never had much time to myself.”

“Really?”

You would have never guessed. You would have assumed he had flings almost every night with the constant stream of customers. A new love, a new interest, with every ship that came in.

“Yes,” he groaned. Shame and embarrassment bubbled up inside of him. He may talk a big game, but he had nothing to back it up.

“Hey.” You gently rested your hand on his arm. His attention dropped to your hand then up to your kind face. “I’m not judging you, I don’t care honestly. I’m just surprised because you’re just so - so … flirty? Sauve? You’re just really good with your words.”

Even if he can be a bit cheesy at times.

Sanji laughed through his nose. “I find words are easier, sweetheart.”

You smiled at him, so endearing and sweet. His heart skipped at such a loving sight. “I don’t blame you, people can be a bit more complex,” you chuckled, hoping to lighten the mood.

He smiled softly in return, then glanced away. You both looked back out towards the sea. Sanji still naturally leaned into you, seeking out your warmth and comfort. Despite it all, nothing seemed to truly change. He was still Sanji, and you were still you.

Or so it seemed.

You, on the other hand, were now utterly restless. An idea was planted inside your head. One you couldn’t quite ignore. You bit your lip, nervously.

Where is the line? And do I dare keep pushing it?

“Sanji?”

He hummed, almost absentmindedly.

“Could … could I be your first?”

“What?” He whipped his head towards you.

“We don’t have to go all the way, I thought maybe I could just …”

How could you word this? You didn’t want to be harshly blunt and possibly frighten him.

“Just to start off small, I was thinking maybe I could … suck you off?”

You winced internally. That wasn’t entirely smooth. But, like you said, Sanji was better with words than you were.

He gulped, gawking at you. His quick fire mouth silenced for once. How could he say no? Why would he say no? To be his first, it was almost like a dream. Excited nerves sparked across his growing hot skin. His heart pounded feverishly in his chest, and he licked his lips trying to find his voice again.

“Are … are you sure?” He asked in a soft dazed whisper.

You smiled. “Sanji, I don’t mind but this is about you. Do you want this?”

“Yes,” he breathed out, without needing a second thought.

He wanted this, he wanted you. He wanted you the moment he saw you, but he never thought such fantasies could become reality.

“Good,” you whispered. You slowly sank to your knees in front of him.

“Out here?” He whispered out in surprise.

“Why not? Everyone else is asleep, and we’re at the back of the ship so no one should see us.”

His body buzzed. “Are you sure?”

You glanced up at him for a moment. Nerves were written so plainly all over his face. Maybe, this is a bit too much. “Sanji, we can go inside if you want. This is about you so -“

“Out here is good.”

You blinked, shocked by his quick change. “Are you sure? Because I want you to be comfortable.”

“Yeah,” he sighed then smiled. Honestly, the place didn’t matter. He just wanted you. But, out here on the deck, oh it sent a pleasant chill down his spine. “I’m sure, love.”

“Okay then,” you nodded.

You situated yourself, ensuring Sanji’s back leaned into the railing while you sat on your knees before him. Your hands skimmed up his thighs, just dipping your toe into the water. And yet, Sanji shook slightly under the simple touch.

“Relax, Sanji.”

“Sweetheart, I’m trying but - oh my god, you look so - so -“

Amazing. Beautiful. Stunning.

You peered up at him with adoration. Yet, a sinful darkness swept over your features. A viper-like smile crossed over your lips. You couldn’t hold back your desires. Seeing him stuttering, so unlike his usual composed self, was absolutely thrilling. You chuckled at his rosy tinted cheeks and ears.

“What happened? You’re usually so good with your words,” you teased, running your hands up and down his thighs.

His knees nearly buckled. You hadn’t even truly done anything, but any touch left his body dizzy. He was trapped in a whirlwind of building desires. “Hard to think when you’re looking up at me like that,” he mumbled.

You hummed, smirking to yourself. “Well? Can I take these off?” You snapped the band of his sweatpants, almost making him jump.

Sanji didn’t trust his voice for once. He simply nodded.

“Wonderful,” you purred.

You carefully tugged down the sweatpants, revealing a wet spot on his boxers. You bit your lip. You hadn’t begun, and yet he was already turned on. It fueled your ego a bit.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” You promised.

But, you would also have your fun along the way.

You softly blew on the wet patch. Sanji’s hands grabbed the railing, holding it in a crushing white-knuckling grip. He swallowed, and groaned very softly.

How was he going to last?

You kissed directly over the patch.

Sanji shoved a fist into his mouth, forcing back an awfully loud moan.

You slowly slid down his boxers, and his cock sprung out. You shivered at the sight of it. To say the cook was packing was an understatement. You snuck a glance up at him. He looked adorable. No, appetizing. His cheeks were flushed, and a hand covered his mouth preventing any wayward sounds. He was fighting back against his own desires, but you desperately wanted the cook to lose control. You wanted to see this side of him, to see pleasure wrought into every inch of his body.

And to know you were the first made it all the more delicious.

Your fingers curled around the base of his cock. Sanji fiercely but his lip, trying to keep calm. Your thumb brushed over his red, swollen tip, gathering up precum. You gave him a few soft and teasingly slow pumps. Sanji tipped his head back, falling under your spell. His hand slid from his mouth, latching onto the railing. Your hands were far better than his own.

You then swept the flat of your tongue over his swollen tip. He bit down on his lip harshly, almost about to draw blood. His eyes squeezed so tight, losing a part of himself with every passing second.

“Fucking hell,” he hissed out.

You chuckled, mischievously. Teasing him was so easy now. His reactions were delightful, and spurred your own growing desires.

Your tongue ran up the underneath of his cock. He slapped his hand over his mouth, groaning into his palm. Then, you peppered kisses up and down. With each kiss - each sweet butterfly kiss - he became more and more vocal.

If only you could hear it so clearly.

Kissing his tip one last time, your lips finally wrapped around him and took him inch by inch. Your tongue glided along his base, tasting him and feeling the weight of him. Taking all of him, you held him in your mouth for a second before slowly pulling back. You repeated the movements, slow and steady. A teasing pace, or a way to warm him up to it.

Your eyes flickered up, eager to see all of his reactions.

His eyebrows were pinched together in pleasure. His soft pants could not be completely silenced by his hand. While, the other held firmly onto the railing. He needed stability, he needed support.

You removed your mouth completely. You reached over, gently grabbing his hand on the railing and guiding to the top of your head. “Here,” you encouraged. “You can keep your hand here, and tug on my hair if you want.”

He peered down at you like some dazzling treasure. “I - really? Are you sure? I don’t want to hurt you.”

You laughed lightly. Your hands wrapped around his thighs. “You can’t hurt me. Besides -“ you threw him a wicked smirk - “maybe I want you to hurt me.”

Fuck.

He could have came right there.

“You’re dangerous, sweetheart,” he muttered in awe.

You winked, then chuckled darkly. You quickly took him in your mouth again, setting a faster pace. Your tongue swirled and grazed along him. Your fingernails dug into his thighs, eager to do all you can for him.

And dear god, you were.

Sanji was losing himself. Pleasure was filling his veins, and blood rushed in his ears. He was becoming wildly desperate for his release. His hips bucked once, unconsciously chasing his high.

You groaned, feeling his tip kiss the back of your throat.

Sanji flinched, and froze in place. Has he hurt you? He grunted, forcing himself to stay still and enjoy it.

You pulled away with a pop.

Sanji nearly whined.

“Don’t hold back,” you said, a little breathless. “I don’t mind if you move your hips.”

‘You can fuck my face,’ you almost said. However, you tried your best to be a little tame.

Sanji’s heart nearly bursted. He nodded, humming in response.

“Good.” You kissed his tip, and Sanji almost fell backwards into the sea. “Because if anything was wrong, I would tell you. Now, enjoy yourself.”

Your lips wrapped around his cock. Your head bobbed up and down again. Sanji bucked his hips again. You hummed, encouraging him.

“Oh, fuck,” he groaned. He was panting heavily. His head fell forward, watching you. Your lips covered in spit, wrapped so perfectly around him. It was a sight he never thought would happen. Your eyes locked with his. His hair clung to his forehead. His eyes had pooled into the sinful black, and sweat glistened along his skin.

He hasn’t looked more beautiful until now.

You hummed. He hissed then moaned softly. His lovely lips were now an incoherent mess.

He gasped, “Love, I - I -“

He choked on his words. He couldn’t form a thought, let alone a full sentence.

But, you understood. His cock twitched in your mouth. He was close. You wanted to whisper to him, to whispering loving praises in his ear. ‘Come for me, Sanji’, or ‘you’re doing so good’ but perhaps another time.

He moaned, and leaned heavily back into the railing. He could barely keep himself upright anymore. He rocked his hips, matching your pace. He tugged on your hair, drawing you closer. Your nose brushed against his abdomen with each thrust. You relaxed your jaw, allowing him to use you.

You moaned, loudly.

This was all so hot.

His head fell back, mumbling your name over and over. This was heavenly. You were heavenly. This was better than he dreamt over, far better knowing you were the one doing such things.

God, he was already imagining other things. He wanted fuck you, he wanted to make love with you, he wanted to have you on the counter, he wanted to see you riding him, he wanted to try it all. He wanted to do it all with you.

“Please,” he whimpered. He wanted this to last forever, but the pleasure was too much. “Can - can I come in your mouth?”

You moaned a ‘yes’.

That was all he needed.

He came down your throat, moaning out your name. You hummed, taking it all. Sanji glanced down at you with heavy eyes. He panted loudly, gulping down air. Ever so slowly, he released his intense grip on your hair. His legs shook slightly reeling from all of this.

Peering up at him, you pulled away then opened your mouth. His cum sat on your tongue. He whimpered faintly, utterly spent and in awe. You gladly swallowed it with a devious smirk.

His reaction was priceless.

You pulled up his boxers and pants. Standing up, you patted his chest, feeling his chaotic heart race under your fingertips. A swell of pride surged through you. You opened your mouth to ask if he liked it, when he swiftly grabbed your face kissing you.

Your eyes widened, but instantly fell into him.

His tongue slipped past your lips, drawing out your wondrous sinful sounds and desires. He could taste himself on your tongue. He groaned.

Fuck, he thought.

He pushed off the railing, flipping you around. Your lower back dug into the wood, but you didn’t mind. Your hands wandered up his chest into his hair. Your fingers tangled into the blonde locks, tugging on them softly. He moaned against your lips. He nipped on your bottom lip, loving your small gasps.

“Please,” he murmured against your lips. “Please, I want to return the favor.”

His hands skimmed down your sides, gripping your hips. He drew you close to him. You grinded softly against him. A small, sweet moan fell off your lips.

Sanji was greedy for more.

You had only given him a tasting, he now wanted the meal.

“I … I want to … please,” he begged again.

He was already sinking down to his knees. His fingers dug into your thighs, bunching up your sweatpants. Your heart pounded in your chest as you bit your lip. Just as he thought earlier, why would you say no? Even if he was inexperienced, you didn’t care.

“Okay, okay,” you mumbled, shakily.

His eyes twinkled with glee, like a kid in a candy store. You hastily kicked off your sweatpants, and about to remove your underwear -

“Let me.”

Sanji’s hands stopped yours. You froze then nodded, letting go. You wanted him to try and take charge, to see what he would do.

Sanji hummed. He slowly pulled down your underwear. He was entranced. His fingers delicately traced down your thighs and legs being as gentle as possible. As he brought them down, you stepped out of them. Sanji placed them with your sweatpants. Glancing back, he groaned at the sight of your glistening cunt.

“Sweetheart,” he murmured, licking his lips.

His breath on your dripping folds made you shiver. You were immensely turned on by all of this. But, it was the hunger in his eyes that made you weak. Such hunger and want. He wanted to please you in any capacity, he wanted to be good for you.

Holy shit.

“Sanji,” you breathed out. “Can - can I -“

“Do whatever you need to, love.”

“I just want to -“ you carefully hooked one of your legs over his shoulder. You leaned backwards using the railing and Sanji for support.

“Sanji,” you sighed.

“What do you need? Tell me what to do,” he purred, buzzing with excitement.

“Your tongue, your tongue, I -“

His tongue quickly swept through your folds. You groaned. His mouth latched itself onto you, swirling around. His tongue was like utter magic. You supposed you should have known from the kiss. Sanji knew how to work his tongue, he had experience in that field. All he needed was a little guidance and encouragement elsewhere.

“Higher,” you gasped. “Go higher.”

His mouth moved. His lips wrapped around your clit and you whined.

“Right there, fuck,” you hissed.

Sanji hummed.

For a brief moment, you saw stars. He sucked on your clit, feeling your thigh twitch. Sanji groaned at the thought of both of your thighs wrapped around his head.

Another time, he swore to himself.

His tongue slowly swirled around again, lapping up your juices. His movements were hesitant, yet with each of your sighs and praises he grew more and more confident. Every sound was music to his ears. Sanji pulled away. He stared up at you breathless. His chin coated in your juices. He wanted to savor this moment.

Savor you.

“Sweetheart,” he mumbled. Your eyes dropped down to him. He smiled softly with such a boyish charm. “You are absolutely stunning.”

You laughed once, shaking your head. It seemed he had his silver tongue back. Sanji dived back in. His tongue parted your folds, curling around, and pushing inside of you. You moaned. Your fingers tangled into his hair.

“Fuck, Sanji,” you hummed.

Your foul mouth only encouraged him.

With his hand still on your thigh, he tugged you forward. His nose brushed against your clit. You gasped. Pleasure shot through you. You whimpered as your hips unconsciously bucked forward again.

More. You wanted more.

Your heel dug into his back, and you yanked on his hair. Sanji moaned, sending sweet loving vibrations throughout you. “Keeping going, Sanji, just like that.”

Sanji listened perfectly. He devoured you.

Fuck, he’s a natural.

Just with your gentle guidance, and your soft moans, Sanji had quickly learned your body. His tongue swept against your folds again and again. You moaned, almost pornographically. You rode his face, bucking your hips against his wondrous tongue.

You were panting as your pleasure built and built. “Fuck, Sanji, I’m about to come.”

He whined, “Oh, please, sweetheart.”

His fingers dug into your thigh. His lips wrapped around your clit, hearing your sweet sharp inhales. All your weight fell into the railing. You gasped, chanting Sanji’s name over and over. Your eyes squeezed shut, and finally let go, let pleasure consume you. You cried out his name. Sanji moaned as you came all over him. He greedily lapped up everything, not daring to waste a single drop.

He carefully pulled away, and your leg slid off his shoulder. He stood up, and cupped your face. He kissed you passionately once more. His expert tongue slid inside, making you taste him and yourself.

“Fuck,” you mumbled into the kiss.

Your knees were weak. You clung to his arms, humming into the kiss. Sanji slowly broke the kiss, enjoying your soft whines of protests. Both of you were panting, filling up the quiet still night.

Sanji chuckled once. “So? How did I do, sweetheart? Tired yet?”

You may have created a monster.

You blinked, then shook your head. You smirked, “Oh, I’m not done with you yet, unless you’re tired.”

He wrapped an arm around you. “Oh, sweetheart, I can keep going.”

I want to keep going, I want to have it all, he thought. Besides, what meal isn’t better without some dessert?

#sanji fanfic #sanji smut #AHHHH

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top-10-drinky-bird-moments · 1 month ago

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Hisssss, Ghhk! (We dreamt last night that I had the most delicious Cheeseburger in my life! Thick patty, Soft bun, Plenty of cheese, The whole deluxe!) (Makes me wish I could still actually eat food normally. That sucks, Don't you agree?) (...Oh, Right. you can't hear my inner-monologue, I forgot.)

#ask clarice #in character

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laaffogato · 2 years ago

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The Story of the Blue Snake Bonten x Reader

𓆙Warnings: Mild Cursing, mention of snakes

𓆙Anime: Tokyo Revengers

𓆙Characters: Manjiro Sano, Haruchiyo Sanzu, Kakucho Hitto, Takeomi Akashi, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Hajime Kokonoi

𓆙Words: 1,129

𓆙AN: Nothing here to see ;-;

𓆙Summary: you sneak into Mikey's bed in seek of warmth what happens when the executives find you?

Part Two : Here.

It was a cold winter night and a blue almost black snake with scales that shimmered like gold slithered its way towards a sleek black building. The snake was hesitant to go near the building for it was the only one with lights on during the night. That was suspicious to the snake. But the snake needed to find a place to sleep, or it would die. Before it could find a way in, two men who almost look identical walk out of an expensive black Mercedes-Benz.

The snake slithered behind the two men who were talking about some club and the women that were in it. When the two men and the snake made it to the elevator the snake quickly slithered into the heavy duffle bag the shorter man was carrying.

"Geez is it just me or did this bag just get heavier?" The taller man let out a snort as he looked at the smaller version of him.

"Don't tell me you're getting weaker huh Rin" The older man chuckled at his little brother.

"Shut up ran" Rindou said with a scorn on his face.

*Hisssss*

" Woah there I didn't mean to offend you" Ran said as he looked at Rin in shock.

"That wasn't"

*Hissss*

"What the hell is in that bag!?" Before the two men can put down the bag the door to the elevator dinged and out came the huge bleeding snake who turned to hiss at the two men before it quickly slithered alway.

Both Ran and Rindou looked at each other in shock but before the two men could chase the snake a man with white hair, a tattoo on his head, cat like eyes and wearing a red robe stepped in front of the brothers.

"The money?"

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Once the snake slithered away from the two men it sighed in relief

"It's so warm here! " the snake said as they slithered to each of the rooms to find the perfect resting place.

"Those men were scary I even got cut by the nice green vegetables that they had in the bag" They pouted as they continued to find the perfect warm spot.

"Oh well I can eat when it's morning I heard humans hide their stashes in this big thing that hums. I hope they have a lot of food in it for me!"

The snake finally found the perfect spot a bed so big that it couldn't be a king sized mattress

"Wah! These humans really know how to make a cozy nest. It's sooo huge!! "The snake quickly got into the bed, curled up and fell asleep.

"Ahh! this is heaven"

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A man whose skin is so pale, skinny and short, with white hair walked towards his room after a meeting.

"Those two idiots, they weren't even listening to the meeting, at least they got the money" The man scoffed as he entered the room.

The man felt something was off with the room so he walked around.

" Come out I know you're there" The man said calmly as he kept looking around.

"Not gonna come out? Guess I'm gonna have to find you then?" The man walked towards the closest.

No one was in there

He walked towards the bathroom door and slowly opened it just to find no one in there.

"Hmm I wonder where you could be"

*Hisssss*

The man quickly looked towards the bed with a face of confusion. We walked closer to the bed and looked under it. He saw no one so he got up and looked at the comforter.

"Hm… "

The man gripped the comforter and quickly pulled it back only to reveal you, the snake curled up in the bed staring back at him.

He looked back at you in shock and slight fear of how huge you were. Before the man could move back the door busted open and all the Boston executives came through the door.

"Boss ran and Rindou told us there was a huge snake in the building" a man with mixed matched eyes said as he walked towards the shorter male

The man looked towards the shorter one to see an expression he had never seen on his boss before.

"Mikey?" The man with pink hair said as he walked closer.

When the man walked closer. The man with mixed matched eyes let out a yelp as both the man and Mikey stared at the bed in shock. The man with pink hair stepped closer to the bed to see what his boss and coworker were shocked looking at.

"A SNAKE!"

*HISSSSS*

before the men could grab you you quickly backed up on the bed and looked pleadingly at the men.

"Please spare me I only wanted to be warm, it's so cold outside" all of the men looked at you in shock.

"A TALKING SNAKE" the pink-haired male passed out on the ground.

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"Soooo you can talk?" Mikey said as he stared at you.

"I can be human too!" You said with excitement similar to a child in a candy store.

"I wonder how much I could sell them for,"the man with the cat-like eyes said. Before he could get closer to you, you hissed in his face.

" How dare you disrespect your elders! I'll have you know I'm a 500 year old snake with the cultivation power of a 1,000 year old snake! " You said, shaking your tail in his face, similar to a scolding old person waving a finger in disappointment.

"There is no way you can be that old" said ran as he started to rub your head.

"Hey! No petting and I am 500. I have no reason to lie to 6 scary men and one passed out one."

Both Haitanits snickered as you started to slither your way to the passed out pink haired man"

"What's his name anyways?" You asked as you sat on his chest.

"Puss" before Rin could get the word out his brother smacked him in the back of his head.

"His name is Sanzu," said a guy who had a lit cigar in his mouth.

When he walked closer to you, you started backing up.

"Eh? What's wrong?" You quickly slithered under the couch.

"What is that smell? It's annoying" you said, covering your nose with your tail.

"A Cigar," The man said as he bent down by the couch and roughly pulled you out from under.

"Ouch ouch ouuuch Hey easy on the tail will ya??" you said as you pulled your tail closer to you. You looked back up at the man who pulled you out from under the couch.

"And your name is oldie?"

"OI! You said you are older than me!"

Thank you for reading. Just know that there will be a part two of this!

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