#Ok the next ships won't be that long dear followers just saying

[ask-irisstar]

A fluff sanji x reader story where sanji is having a hard time falling asleep (perchance to his odd sleeping schedule.) and Reader helps him go to bed??

Helping Sanji go to sleep

AN: *takes a deep breath* Ok so... My inbox already has like 5 Sanji asks and this one really caught my eye. I think this is SUPER cute so thanks anon for requesting!! I might be slow in answering asks because of exam period and I have a BIG performance coming on 2 May. However, I'll try my best!!

Notes: Fluff, Sanji x GN reader, Fluff, SFW, quite short I'm sorry, Brook and reader are besties, Reader steals from Zoro, Sanji being a jealous idiot

You couldn't help but feel Sanji tossing and turning in bed beside you. Getting annoyed with your lover's actions, you turned to face him with a light scowl on your face. However, it immediately disappears when your eyes met with sleepy blue eyes. Your blonde boyfriend is exhausted, but according to how restless he is, he can't fall asleep. Gently, you slowly cupped his tired face.

"Baby... You've been tossing for hours... Is something wrong?" You asked, fingers tracing his eye bags.

Sanji shook his head and took your hands, "No dear... I'm fine... Just can't sleep..." He admits, voice laced with drowsiness.

You felt bad for the man beside you. So sleepy, yet can't sleep. Whenever you felt restless and sleepless, Sanji is always there to help you go to sleep. Now, seeing that he is the one that needs help, you didn't hesitate to do so.

"C'mon, follow me to the kitchen... I know something that might help..." You say, taking his hand and dragging a tired Sanji out of bed.

Reluctantly, Sanji obeyed, following you to the only place on the ship he has authority over. In the kitchen, you poured some milk into a glass and slide it over to him. Sanji caught the glass with ease and shot you a questioning look.

"Drink it... It'll help make you sleepy..." You say, smiling gently at your lover.

Sanji stares at you suspiciously for a beat before chugging down the milk. When he's done, you both went to bed and see whether it works. Unfortunately, it didn't work. However, you aren't out of ideas yet. It was a chilly night today and the blanket you two shared is small and thin. You sneakily snuck into Zoro's room and stole his blanket. He's on night watch today so he won't mind. The worst that could happen is that he and Sanji will fight about it the next day. You went back into the room and threw the big green blanket over the two of you. And to sweeten things up, you cuddled near Sanji, providing extra warmth.

However, despite being so cozy and warm, Sanji still couldn't fall asleep. You both were desperate now. Everything you tried didn't work. You tried tiring him out by doing some midnight training, a hot shower, a quick snack, EVERYTHING. And yet, the blonde haired cook still couldn't sleep.

"Give it up Y/N... This useless... Go to sleep... I don't want you tired tomorrow because of me... Besides, we have a long day tomorrow..." Sanji said pushing you back into bed despite your resistence.

"No Sanji, I'm not sleeping until I know you are asleep beside me..." You reply, sitting back up.

Sanji sighs, "But we tried everything mon amour..."

You smirk slyly, "Not everything..."

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"NO! There is NO way I'm letting that perverted skeleton into our room!" yelled Sanji, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

You rolled your eyes. You and Brook are best friends and nothing more. Yet, Sanji still gets jealous.

"Trust me Sanji, this will help you..." You pleaded, making puppy eyes.

Sanji groans, but relents, "Fine, but if that skeleton so much stares at you, I'm kicking him..."

When Brook enters your bedroom, you requested him to play some soothing music on his violin. He compiles and plays a melodic tune to help Sanji fall asleep. Almost immediately, Sanji's eyes grew heavy. You grab him by the shoulder and pulled him into bed beside you.

"Sleep baby..." You whisper into his ear, tracing random patterns onto his back.

"I love you mon amour... Good night...."

Those were the last things you heard from Sanji before snores came from him. You smiled and snuggled closer to the blonde.

"Good night babe..."

And with that, you two fell into a deep slumber, Brook's soothing music playing in the background.

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And that's a wrap! Hope you enjoy this anon! Please sent in any more request you have! You can even request other characters! I'm going to go work on my other Sanji asks now!

Link to the song Brook is playing:

[astormofships]

Pick Your Darling: Holly

“Don't think there are no second chances. Life always offers you a second chance... It's called tomorrow.”

Ship name

Sprinting Lion. Wind and Flame. You called him a lion or a golden knight, and he teased you by saying you were bossy.

Meeting

In King's Landing, at court.

First impressions, the way it used to be before it became romantic

Like everyone else, you were not impressed by his reputation. But not because he was the Kingslayer, mainly the fact that he sounded presumptuous and insolent. Were all Lannisters raised this way? Probably. Unlike most ladies, you were not resigned to your fate: women were to marry a noble man and give him heirs, dutifully obeying their lord. The only way this plan could have worked was if you were the man. Your bride would be treated fairly and with more freedom of speech and actions, if there was one to begin with. Settling down, even if the match was interesting, was not your cup of spiced wine. Fortunately you were not from a big house, simply another lady from the Riverlands. You had been given the notorious Frey's proposal, seeing that Walder was the father of many offsprings, legitimate and bastards. And gladly declined, with a great amount of effort put in the politeness to avoid further scorn from this spiteful house. Independent then, but still demanding and whimsical like a lady could be. That's how Jaime viewed you. Until you started to talk to the other. It couldn't be described as a clash, nor even a spark. But maybe like two strangers walking in the same tight way and having to turn your shoulders and upper body a little so you don't collide with the person and keep walking. Well, it would be like that, without the going away part. You'd both walk in circle, like in combat. But merely assessing and a little bit captivated. You'd be flames floating and circling but never touching. Was it all decent and understandable mental imagines? I hope so xD Mutual respect slowly grew, same as friendship. Leadership was in your bones, but none really fought for control: Jaime was more physical and would take charge in battle or if protection was need, same as strategy. He didn't mind following your plans of the day, why ever not? It's not like you'd force his hands and make him do something he utterly despised. You met three years prior the War of Five Kings, but sometimes he was on duty and you were not always present. When he returned to King's Landing with his golden hand, for example, you were there. That's when the big talk occurred. But when the knight was back to see his sister as the new queen, you were not. He missed you but was glad you were far far away from her clutches.

MODERN AU: Because I could not help myself The CEO of Valyrian Steel Auto, Aerys Targaryen, died in a fire. It apparently started because of a car, then the others followed. Jaime, son of Tywin, the CEO of Lannister Bank and rival of Aerys, was also in the building and miraculously got out unscathed. A nasty rumor was born out of a tragic accident: was he responsible, did he do it for his family? Jaime claimed that Aerys had gone mad and wanted to burn everything, so he tried to stop him. Cameras confirmed this theory although people remained suspicious for some reason.  In any case, it wasn't a story you publicly spoke of. Besides, the show must go on right? So that's what he did. Rich, charming, proud but still a bachelor nevertheless, the man was not necessarily a workaholic yet still gave his all into his job. Which included the Olympic Games in the fencing field, no less. You saw a lot of landscape as a globetrotter and decided to assist the games with some friends once. It was a shock to the world when he finished Silver Medal. It was only five years later that you really met. He was no longer often on the spotlight nor in the media but you recognized him anyway. His face didn't change. Remember the floating flames circling around each other metaphor? Well, it did not vanish but there was indeed a spark this time. Your charismatic auras and bold, fiery personalities matched and did not succumbed to shyness. Sure, there was an attitude to him and you seemed quite spirited, but you got past those fairly quick. It all started when you regularly did jogging together once a week in the morning. Ah, the competitive strike! Eventually you exchanged numbers, when both were seen less and less at the park where the running usually begun. Busy schedules or no motivation, to be honest. Coffeshops or lunch were the go to options, although the perspectives enlarged when you two became better and actual friends. He loved you for accepting him for what he was and not judging him based on the rumors. He did not try to repress your outbursts and hobbies, which was something you were deeply appreciative of. Jaime dared fuelling it, mostly amused by this side of you. I meant, what, that blond guy could be one of a kind too. Hearing you sing was familiar, whether it was meant for personal satisfaction, to initiate duets, be a thorn in the arse or supposedly cheer him up. Idealist, you tried to change the world and went to several protests. Internally desperate to be a better man, he accompanied you from time to time; to avoid his family or for the sake of going, that is the question. He didn't like you going alone and told you so. Sweet sentiment, but you attempted to placated him by adding that your friends usually joined. Pointing out their absence, he rolled his eyes when you shrugged and replied that he was there if anything bad happened but knew that it was not entirely false. There was no need for protection whatsoever seeing that they were more often than not peaceful. It's not that Jaime was ashamed to express his emotions, but he simply was more of a touchy guy if he liked the person and that's why you got a pat on the back, arm draped around your shoulders, hugs... and it wasn't a problem. It was easier to grab his arm and drag him to a new adventure, haha! Something.. evolved, when you saw someone you disliked as you were taking a walk. Noticing their arrival, you didn't think too long and immediately asked for a favour, high-pitched voice and exaggerated smile. Frowning, his eyebrow arched but what happened next was a surprise: pulling him towards you, soft lips clashed against his. It lasted maybe 15 seconds maximum. Letting him go gently, you looked around and was relived to see the person gone. Turning around to face your friend, you were greeted by a pair of lips. A gasp left your mouth, but the kiss ended much quicker than the first. You blinked at him, he stared back with a pleased smirk. That's how a friend with benefits deal was created. When the atmosphere turned to a sensual nature, there was no struggle for dominance either, if only as foreplay or it being playful. You did what you felt like doing, period. As long as the other was comfortable with the turn of events, of course. Jaime was a man, he was used to be the one who initiated or actually be on top, and such things. But with you, the tables could be reversed. He could let go. That was it, though. No kisses out of the bedroom, no romantic public (or private) display of affection, no special gifts unless for birthdays... it was safe to say you knew what you wanted and what you did not want. He respected those wishes. Until he couldn't anymore. To his credit, he managed several months. Nearly a year! But silly feelings had to fuck shit up as if life was a movie. But he was a brave man and wanted to be honest. Even if your response was negative and put an end to what you had together.

Who took the first step

No one? I mean, he is in love with Cersei. There is no doubt. Right? I'd have made a light-hearted and romantic ship if it was set in modern era, but unfortunately we're staying in Westeros and its ancient period.His everlasting duty to the Kingsguard wouldn't match with your need for travel and fear of commitment. Because if there's someone who'd pour all his heart into a relationship, that's Jaime. He'd shower you with love and protect you from anyone and anything. Once upon a time, the knight would have declared his infatuation as he slipped into your chambers and try to woo you, consequences be damned. But he matured, even if he had been a man for a while, and took another approach: discussion. Issues were adressed, you two got angry at some point but calmed down, although the outcome was not what he had hoped for: he could not leave the capital or Tommen's services and you did not want to stay. Nor could you, if Cersei knew. You did not know for certain about their romance in spite of the rumours written by Stannis Baratheon, but it remained a risk if they were true. There were kisses but love could not have a place in this world. That is, not for you two. Jaime didn't want it to be that way and yet knew that you were right. Alas. Out of sight, out of mind? This method could help, in the end. It did, slowly, when you left for Essos. There would always be this “what if” lingering in the back of your minds, however. In another life, if the Old Gods and The New were merciful.

Who approves, who disapproves

Again, no one? No wait, Tyrion might ship it!

Brienne, bless her soul, is in the middle because she cares for Jaime and would be happy to know he's found a better love. But isn't she in love with him too?

CERSEI.

The best friend and the one you get along with the least

Arya would be a lovely travelling partner and would be fond of your passionate and free spirit. Dany would know your mind and soul like no other, and Sansa would be quite hot and cold but there'd be a hint of confusion.

If she thought something was going on between his twin and you, definitely Cersei. Joffrey and Theon wouldn't be impressed even though the latter might want to get in bed with you.Catelyn is your opposite.

If somebody else fancies one of you

If Dany didn't exist, Daario could have had his eyes on you. Brienne might have feelings for Ser Jaime.

The best and the worst

Accuse me of turning into a zodiac blog if you must, but like air and fire, you blend well together. Strong reminder of Gemini and Leo, truth be told. Ok, astrology over.

He is what a knight in shinning armor should look like

He loves your hair and likes to caress or play with them when he gets the chance

There is no man like him and there is no woman like you

Common passion and desire to fight for beliefs and principles

How you did not blindly dislike him just because he killed a mad king, but rather for his personality

His snark

The banter

The tales of all you've seen and learned while away from your homeland

The surprising honesty

Sharing dreams

The arrogance and sass turning to meanness

He can get annoyed when you are too theatrical, especially if you catch him on a bad day

Good things not lasting

Hogwarts Houses

House Lannister values influence, wealth, power and position. They are shrewd, family oriented, clever and ambitious. They are Slytherins. But Jaime is a Gryffindor, in my humble opinion. His need for justice and quest for redemption, to become a better man and start on a new base, his bravery in general and boldness makes him a lion. Remember when the Bloody Mummers wanted to rape Brienne numerous times? Well, she was his captor but it didn't stop him for saving her. He does not enjoy cruelty, nor would let it happen if  his eyes witnessed it.

Happy to learn and fond of liberty, standing for what you believe in and comfortable to lead could have made you a Gryffindor but your ability to manipulate if need be, along with the characteristics mentioned at the beginning could refer to Ravenclaw.

Seven Deadly Sins and Virtues

Lannisters are arrogant and proud, thus Pride could be an automatic answer. But Lust (for love, human touch, acceptance, the good things in life...) works too. Let's not forget the Broken Tower moment in Winterfell, how/why/when it happened.But Jaime is a kind person, despite his bad deeds. He does not approve of wickedness and violence for the sake of it. That reminds me of Kindness.

Dramatic, determined to live life as you see fit, leadership... hm, Pride. Being extroverted might refer to being friendly and sociable. Loving to learn about new cultures, fighting for what you believe in could be associated with Kindness as well.

Who is the sun, who is the moon

Golden hair, infamous reputation, red and gold being the colours of his house, chivalry... you could believe him to be the sun. But Jaime is more complex than he seems to be, keeps secret with no intentions to harm others. He would go trough hell and return victoriously for his loved ones. He possesses a public persona, confident and handsome.

Fair in skin, eyes and hair, that would make you look like the moon although your hair is red. Idealist with a fondness for dramatics and singing along with a touch of manipulation results in you being the moon.

Endgame or not

No.

Who I truly ship you with regardless of the request’s details

Jaime is a nice choice! But so is Tyrion. You would be dynamic and an aesthetically odd yet pleasing couple. There would be a je ne sais quoi to your relationship. Both afraid of commitment, you might take a chance together without pressuring the other into anything. Small in size as the world loves to remind him but smart and brain filled with knowledge, you'd love to hear him talk about lands you never visited and their cultures, sight, traditions, their inhabitants, et cetera. For someone so eager to discover the world, you seemed out of reach and it would make him happy to catch your entire attention if only for a moment.