#girl dad zeff

[akwolfgrl]

Want to add a bit for zeff and Sanji

Zeff takes her shopping for girl clothes and fuges the truth to the sales people just in case. Saying they lost everything on a ship wear and her work clothes are for work only not play so Sanji needs some play and nice clothes.

Zeff takes her to the doctors, and eventually, sanji gets placed on puberty blockers. She does go on hormones when she's older. Chopper makes her better ones.

Sanji gets her own room all to herself on the baraite. Zeff took her out while everyone eles got her room ready.

Zeff is definitely overprotective of Sanji. Any man who dares to touch her inappropriately gets thire ass kicked... after Sanji does it herself, lol.

I can't decide if her wanted poster is her or if it's cannon. I mean how devstied she would be if it were durval.

Trans sanji idea. (I'll be using she/her)

What if she knew she wasn't supposed to be a boy and her mother encouraged her. Her father and brothers may not be supportive, of course, but reiju was only in secret, of course.

When this happens, Sanji is mad and yells back that maybe she wants him to and how he hits her and she is a girl. Zeff is, of course, confused by it. Becase last he knew sanji was a boy. But I think unltmitly he is supportive as well. He still trains her in how to fight, not trusting that he would all ways be thire to keep her safe. When she's old enough, she begins taking hormones. Zeff abostly threatens Luffy before they leave with his daughter.

When she joins the stawhats, she offers to sleep in galley so as not to bother or make Nami uncomfortable. Since she is Trans and still has her penis. (Gender affirming surgerys come later with Iva). Luffy is Luffy and, of course, doesn't see what the big deal is if Sanji says she's a girl she's a girl. Nami is a lesbien and absolutely has a cursh on Sanji. (Not sure who I'm shipping in this au maybe east blue poly)

When Vivi joins Sanji, she tries to give up her hammock for the other women. She does it again for Robin.

Sanji is a flirt but not as bad as in cannon since she knows what it's like to be hit on. She still puts her ladies first.

During alabaster arc, she calls herself Mr. Prince since Crocodile thought she was a male since her voice is still a lower register and she doesn't bother to correct him since they would look for a guy and not a women so Chopper can still run around pretending to be her.

Sanji is apart of the Itty bitty titty committee and is jealous of Zoros tits. I mean considering her fighting style the time she broke her back it's for the best. (As a big boobed women I'm jelly of sanji)

Ace was Sanjis bi awakening. She was so sure she was a lesbien but then Ace shows up and throws that out the window.

She learns how to sew so she can alter her clothes to fit better.

[da-cannibal]

sanji but her egg cracked at like 11

[rebelliousdandy]

didnt think id walk away from opla shipping garp and zeff, but here we are

[beanghostprincess]

Things I can’t stop thinking about:

Transfem Sanji not daring to transition before leaving the Baratie because his father doesn’t allow female coworkers.

Also Sanji starting to smoke to poison himself like his mother poisoned herself while being pregnant.

I was having a very nice day until I read this, but since I love angst I am going to forgive you because this is GREAT.

Honestly, Sanji realizing she's a girl when she's young but not telling Zeff is so real to me. Because she's still scared Zeff might react negatively. I mean. You've seen how Zeff is, and even if he loves Sanji, his views on masculinity and the way he interacts with the kid make it obvious why Sanji wouldn't want to tell him. And if you add the 'not admitting female coworkers'? It kills me. Because it's not only about Zeff reacting negatively. Maybe he does support Sanji. But what if he doesn't let her work at the Baratie anymore? Sanji would die. That being said, Sanji transfem is so real because Zeff was made to be a girl dad and I think he'd be the most protective and supportive dad ever. Sanji's just irrationally scared because of trauma.

And yeah, Sanji using smoking as a way of slow, passive self-harm kills me every time. I already had this thought and it's a personal headcanon of mine, and it hurts,,, So much,,,

[honeyshiddendesire]

Masterlist 

Smut = 🔥 Angst =💧 Fluff = 🥰 Suggestive = ��� Incest Play/Dark Kinks = 💀

Headcanon

🥰 Single Daddies -Monster Trio+Law

🥰 Girl Dad List 

🔥 Dirty Alphabet List 

🔥 Pet Name List

🔥 Cowboys You Say? 

🔥 Monster Trio + Shared Kinks

🔥 Cross Guild + Shared Kinks

🔥 Worst Generation + Shared Kinks

🔥 Telling them you'll be their whore

One-Shots 

🔥 Just A Taste - Shanks x reader x Benn

🔥 That's Why We're Friends - Luffy x curvy reader

🔥 Barrel of Rum - Eustass Kidd 

🔥💀  Clean the Spoon  - Garp x reader x Zeff

🔥 Stress Relief  - Law 

🔥💀  I’ll Teach You  - Eustass Kidd

🔥 So You Think I’m Nice?  - Paulie

🔥 Head In The Clouds  - Smoker 

🔥 Can’t Stop  - Eustass Kidd

🔥💀  Boss’ Office  - Garp

🔥 Did Ya Miss Me? -LuLawKidxreader

Series

🔥💀 He’s So... - multiple

🔥 Office Secrets - Law (Temporary Hiatus)

[moxanji-real]

♡ “Forever Yours, Stinky Baby” ♡ (A Moxanji wedding fic)

✎ One Shot, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Sfw

✎ One Piece fanfic, Oc x Canon/Self insert x Canon

✎ 6.8k words

The day had finally arrived. Sanji sat in the dressing room, adjusting the collar of his pale pink suit for what felt like the hundredth time. A soft sigh escaped him as he stared into the mirror, his blue eyes reflecting a mixture of excitement and nerves. He tugged at his tie, ensuring it was perfectly straight, and couldn’t help but let his mind wander back to the moments that had brought him here.

It felt like just yesterday that he proposed to Moxie. It had been a magical evening in Wano, the night sky painted with stars, and the soft glow of lanterns reflecting off the gentle ripples of the water. They had taken a romantic boat ride, just the two of them, floating through the picturesque canals of the beautiful country. Sanji had poured his heart out, dropping to one knee to present her with a dazzling diamond ring.

“Moxie, my love,” he had said, his voice trembling with emotion, “will you do me the honor of being my wife?”

Her answer had been immediate—a resounding “YES!” that echoed into the night as she leaped into his arms, throwing the boat off balance and sending them both toppling into the water. They’d emerged dripping wet, their elegant kimonos clinging to them as they laughed and held each other close. When they returned to the crew, soaked to the bone and grinning like fools, Moxie’s new ring glittered under the moonlight.

Sanji smiled at the memory as he slicked back his blonde hair in the mirror. He could still hear the cheers of the crew when they’d announced their engagement. Even Zoro, the eternally grumpy swordsman, had given him a rare nod of approval. They’d been through so much together—even surviving Whole Cake Island and the heartbreak it brought—but every trial had only solidified their bond. Sanji knew, now more than ever, that Moxie was his soulmate, and nothing could ever tear them apart again.

He took a deep breath and reached for a cigarette, his nerves getting the better of him. The wedding was happening on Momoiro Island, a place he had very mixed feelings about. Moxie had insisted it was her dream wedding location, and he couldn’t bear to say no to her. The island was vibrant and magical, a true fairy-tale setting that fit Moxie’s vision perfectly—but it also meant dealing with him.

The door burst open with a flamboyant flourish, and Sanji groaned internally.

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite candy boy!” Ivankov declared, twirling into the room in an outrageous suit made entirely of flowers. Only Iva could pull off something so audacious.

“What do you want?” Sanji muttered, barely masking his annoyance.

“That’s no way to greet your mentor! And the flower girl of your wedding!” Ivankov retorted, clutching his chest dramatically.

Sanji rolled his eyes, turning back to the mirror to ignore Iva’s antics.

“Anyway,” Iva continued with a mischievous grin, “I just wanted to let you know… a very special guest has arrived for your wedding.”

Before Sanji could even ask who, Iva twirled out of the room, scattering flower petals behind him.

Sanji exhaled a plume of smoke, his curiosity piqued. A moment later, the door creaked open again, and Sanji froze. Standing there, looking as gruff as ever, was Zeff.

The old man’s eyes softened as he looked at Sanji. “You didn’t think I’d miss this, did you, you little brat?”

Sanji stood abruptly, his cigarette nearly falling from his lips. His voice wavered. “You old geezer… I didn’t think you’d actually come.”

Zeff’s expression remained stern, but there was a glimmer of emotion in his eyes. “Well, I’m here now,” he said, limping over with his peg leg. His gaze swept over Sanji’s suit. “Pink suits you.”

Sanji blushed at the unexpected compliment. “Thanks… Dad.”

Zeff stepped closer, adjusting Sanji’s tie with the care of a father seeing his son off. He placed a firm hand on Sanji’s shoulder, his voice uncharacteristically gentle. “You take care of that girl. She’s a good one.”

“She’s not a girl anymore,” Sanji said with a proud smile. “She’s a woman. And she’s beautiful.”

Zeff chuckled, his gruff demeanor returning. “She’ll always be the girl from Baratie who distracted my best waiter.” He smirked before giving Sanji a playful bonk on the head.

“That hurt, you bastard,” Sanji grumbled, rubbing his head, though he couldn’t help but smile.

“Come on, son,” Zeff said, his tone softer now. “Let’s get you to the aisle.”

Sanji took a final drag of his cigarette, snuffing it out before linking arms with Zeff. As they exited the dressing room, the chatter outside quieted, and all eyes turned to the groom. The whispers of admiration didn’t go unnoticed—especially when they saw Zeff walking beside him.

When they reached the altar, Zeff patted Sanji’s back. “You’ll do great, you little brat. Just don’t screw it up.”

Sanji chuckled, his nerves settling slightly as he watched the groomsmen and bridesmaids make their way down the aisle. Nami looked stunning in a pink dress, Robin elegant in deep purple. Usopp and Brook followed in matching purple suits, while Luffy sported a pink tuxedo and matching hat, grinning ear to ear. The color scheme of pink and purple was vibrant and perfectly fitting for Moxie’s dream wedding.

Zoro took his place beside Sanji, crossing his arms with a scowl. “Can’t wait to see how you screw this up, love cook.”

Sanji scoffed. “I’d rather die than mess this up, moss head.”

“Is that so? Because I bet—”

“Enough!” Nami snapped, glaring at the two of them. “This is Moxie’s special day, and I won’t have you ruining it!”

Sanji instantly melted into heart-eyed adoration. “Of course, Nami-swan~!”

Nami rolled her eyes, while Zoro muttered something under his breath.

Sanji turned his attention back to the ceremony, scanning the lineup. Then he frowned. “Where the hell is Franky?”

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The scene shifted to the bride’s dressing room, where Moxie paced in tight circles. She was a vision of beauty in her wedding gown: a soft pink, mermaid-style dress adorned with delicate flower sequins that shimmered under the light. The off-the-shoulder, sheer purple lace complemented her figure perfectly, adding an ethereal quality to her look. Atop her head sat a floral crown of clovers, with a pink veil cascading down from beneath it, framing her face like a dream. But despite her breathtaking appearance, her movements betrayed her nerves.

“Damn it, I’m so nervous,” she muttered under her breath, her heels clicking against the floor as she continued her restless pacing. Her heart was pounding, not from excitement but from the gnawing fear that something—anything—could go wrong. She loved Sanji more than anything in the world, but the doubts wouldn’t stop whispering in the back of her mind.

A sudden knock on the door jolted her from her thoughts. She spun around, running to open it, and sighed in relief when she saw Franky standing there, his towering frame filling the doorway.

“Thank God you’re here!” she exclaimed, grabbing his mechanical hand and yanking him inside before he could even greet her properly.

“Do you have it?” she asked urgently, her eyes wide and desperate.

Franky chuckled, patting his chest with a proud grin. “Of course! I never leave the Sunny without it!” He opened a compartment in his mechanical chest, and with a flourish, he pulled out a bottle of cola.

Moxie didn’t waste a second. She snatched the bottle out of his hand and started chugging it like her life depended on it.

“Whoa, whoa!” Franky raised an eyebrow, watching in disbelief. “You’re not even gonna savor it? That’s some quality cola, you know!”

Moxie finished the bottle in record time, letting it clatter to the floor as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. “I needed that,” she panted, already feeling a little calmer.

“Clearly,” Franky said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “You just downed that at SUPER speed. Impressive, though.”

Moxie collapsed into the chair at her vanity, her hands running through her perfectly styled hair. “I’m so tired…” she confessed, her voice heavy with exhaustion. “I couldn’t sleep at all last night. At first, I thought it was excitement, but nope—just nerves. Pure, unrelenting nerves.” She groaned, rubbing at her eyes. “Do I look awful? Are my eye bags showing? I tried to cover them up with makeup, but I don’t trust myself right now.”

Franky leaned down, inspecting her face like a craftsman evaluating his work. “Nope. Can’t even tell. You’ve got some SUPER makeup skills.”

Moxie smirked, a hint of pride breaking through her stress. “Thanks. If I weren’t a badass pirate, I’d totally consider being a makeup artist,” she joked, half-serious.

The lighthearted moment passed as Franky’s expression grew serious. He crouched to her level, his mechanical hand resting gently on her shoulder. “Alright, Moxie. What’s really going on?” His voice was calm but firm, and his piercing gaze told her there was no getting out of this conversation.

“I’m fine,” she said weakly, trying to wave him off.

Franky didn’t budge. “Don’t give me that crap. I’m your big bro, remember? You can tell me anything. What’s eating at you?”

Moxie sighed, finally meeting his eyes before looking away. She knew she couldn’t lie to Franky, not when he cared so much. She swallowed hard, her voice trembling as she spoke. “I just… I keep wondering if I deserve this. If I deserve to be Sanji’s wife.”

Franky’s eyes narrowed. “What the hell are you talking about? Of course, you do! Sanji loves you, and you love him. Why would you think you don’t deserve him?”

“It’s just…” Her voice cracked as she tried to put her thoughts into words. “Sanji’s an angel. He’s perfect—sweet, kind, a complete gentleman. And then there’s me. I’m a broken, messed-up woman who can’t even be left alone for an hour without freaking out. I’m afraid… that the clinginess he finds cute now is gonna get old. What if he gets tired of me?”

Franky sighed deeply, his mechanical hand tightening on her shoulder. “Moxie, you’re your own worst enemy. You wear this mask of confidence, but I see right through it. You’re always tearing yourself down, and honestly? It pisses me off. You’re amazing, quirks and all. Sure, you’ve got your baggage—hell, we all do—but that doesn’t make you any less deserving of love. Sanji knows you, the real you, and he still chose you. That’s gotta mean something.”

Tears welled up in Moxie’s eyes, her voice shaking as she whispered, “I just… I’ve always felt like I didn’t deserve the good things in my life. I grew up thinking I was selfish, that I didn’t deserve happiness. And now, with Sanji… It feels too good to be true. Like I’m going to mess it all up somehow.”

Franky’s expression softened, but his voice was resolute. “Listen to me, Moxie. Sanji doesn’t need or want someone ‘perfect.’ He wants you. You’re the woman he fell in love with, the one he chose to spend the rest of his life with. You think he’s perfect, right? Well, guess what? He thinks the same about you. So stop doubting yourself and go marry your Prince Charming. Make that dream of yours come true.”

Moxie stared at him, her tears threatening to spill. Slowly, she wiped her eyes, careful not to smudge her makeup. Taking a deep breath, she adjusted her veil.

“You’re right,” she said, her voice steadier now. “I need to stop letting these stupid thoughts ruin this for me. I came here to marry my Prince Charming, not to back out like an idiot.” She smiled, small but determined. “I’ve waited my whole life for this moment.”

Franky grinned, giving her a thumbs-up. “That’s what I like to hear. Now, let’s get out there and make this the most SUPER wedding ever.”

Moxie laughed softly, linking her arm with his. Together, they walked out of the dressing room, her nerves easing with every step.

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The scene shifts back to the ceremony, where Sanji stands at the altar, surrounded by friends, family, and crewmates. The air hums with anticipation. Brook, sitting at the orchestra, begins playing the traditional wedding march, his bony fingers gracefully gliding over the keys.

Sanji’s heart races as he hears the first notes of the song. His eyes instinctively snap to the aisle, only to widen in disbelief as Iva strides forward, a whirlwind of drama in his flower-covered suit. He scatters petals with wild, exaggerated flair, laughing to himself.

“Flowers here… flowers there… flowers everywhere!” Iva declares, tossing the petals with theatrical precision.

Sanji twitches, his eyebrow ticking in irritation at Iva’s antics. He mutters under his breath, “Does he have to make everything about him?”

But all irritation melts away the instant he sees her. At the top of the aisle, Moxie appears on Franky’s arm, radiant in a pink flowery dress. The soft light catches the details of her gown, making her seem ethereal. Gasps and murmurs ripple through the crowd.

“She’s gorgeous,” someone whispers.

“She’s stunning,” another agrees.

Sanji’s jaw drops, his eyes turning into cartoon hearts as he stares at her. His breath catches in his throat.

From the back, Zeff chuckles, arms crossed. “That idiot finally did something right,” he murmurs, pride evident in his voice.

As Iva takes his place beside Sanji at the altar, he leans in with a mischievous grin. “That dress she’s wearing? I picked it out entirely myself. You’re welcome.” He sashays into place, leaving Sanji to glare daggers at him.

Franky, striding with all the confidence of a shipwright, escorts Moxie down the aisle. Noticing Sanji’s slack-jawed expression, he grins. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” he says loudly enough for the whole crowd to hear.

Sanji doesn’t respond—he’s in too deep a trance.

When they reach the altar, Franky gently lets go of Moxie, patting her hand. “You’ve got this, sis,” he whispers before stepping into place with the other groomsmen.

Moxie steps forward, stopping directly in front of Sanji. Behind her veil, she smiles warmly. “I’ve always loved you in pink,” she teases softly, her voice carrying just enough to reach him.

Sanji immediately drops to his knees, overwhelmed by the sight of her. Tears stream from his eyes as he gazes up at her. “You’re so beautiful…” he breathes.

Without warning, he wraps his arms around her legs, nuzzling them affectionately. “I need to kiss you right now,” he declares, locking eyes with her under the veil. “I have to—”

Before he can act on his impulse, Zoro steps in, grabbing Sanji by the collar and yanking him backward. “Wait until the pastor says you can kiss her, you idiot! This is a ceremony, not one of your damn fantasies!”

Sanji flushes crimson, coughing awkwardly as he straightens himself. “Fine, fine… You’re right,” he mumbles, embarrassed. For once, he doesn’t argue. He adjusts his tie and stands upright, trying to compose himself as the officiant steps forward.

The officiant clears his throat, his voice warm and resonant.

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here on this beautiful day to witness the union of Sanji and Moxie in holy matrimony. This is a day of great celebration and reverence, on which we come together to recognize and commemorate the sacred love and dedication shared between these two people. It is wonderful to have everyone here to join us today. The groom and bride would like to thank their guests for being here and would like you to know that each of you were invited here on this day because you have played an integral part in their intertwining lives.”

As the officiant speaks, Sanji and Moxie exchange tender glances. His words blur into the background as they get lost in each other’s eyes. Both of them are fighting the urge to pull the other into their arms and kiss right there and then. But they hold back, determined to respect the ceremony.

The officiant’s next words bring them back to the moment.

“Sanji and Moxie, the sacred vows you make to one another today present you with the opportunity to express your love in your own words. I would at this time invite you to publicly declare your vows.”

Turning to Sanji, the officiant says, “Sanji, you may begin by making your promise to your soon-to-be wife, Moxie.”

Sanji takes a deep, trembling breath, the emotions in his chest almost too much to bear. He steps forward and begins:

“Moxie-moon, my love, my life, my everything. From the moment I first laid eyes on you, I knew you were special. Your strength, your beauty, your fiery spirit—you’ve captured my heart and soul. I promise to love you, cherish you, and protect you for the rest of our lives.”

He pauses to wipe away a tear.

“I promise to make you laugh, to hold you when you cry, and to always be your rock, your support. I promise to cook for you, to dance with you, and to love you with every fiber of my being. I promise to stand by your side, through thick and thin, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. You are my sun, my moon, my stars, and I will love you forever and always. I, Sanji Vinsmoke, take you, Moxie, to be my lawfully wedded wife.”

His voice cracks as he finishes, his heart overflowing with love and adoration.

Moxie, tearing up, squeezes his hands. She takes a deep breath before launching into her own vows:

“Oh, Sanji… my sweet, handsome Sanji. From the moment I met you at the Baratie, I knew you were the one for me. Your perfect little swirly eyebrows, your dazzling smile, and those beautiful eyes—how could I resist? When I was ready to give up on love, you came into my life like a fairy tale prince. I don’t care how corny it sounds—our love is magic, and I’m so glad it’s real. You’re the best chef in the entire world and now that you’re not sneaking me bites behind Zeff’s back, I get to enjoy your cooking freely—and often. I’m so proud of you, Sanji. You’re strong, talented, and way too handsome for your own good, but somehow, I’m the lucky one who gets to call you mine.”

Moxies voice then cracks out of pure love and happiness. “I can’t wait to marry you, my stinky baby. And thank you, thank you for making my dream of finding love come true.”

Sanji tries to kiss her after hearing her vows, but once again, he’s intercepted—this time by Zeff, who throws a shoe at his head. “OW! What was that for?!” Sanji complains.

“Wait until the officiant says you can kiss her, you idiot!” Zeff scolds.

Sanji grumbles but quickly turns back to Moxie, his anger melting into adoration at the sight of her

The officiant clears his throat awkwardly, trying to bring the ceremony back on track.

“Sanji and Moxie, please face one another and join hands. Under the eyes of God, Sanji, do you take Moxie to be your lawfully wedded wife? By making this commitment, you are joining in the sacred covenant of marriage.”

He pauses, his tone serious. “Do you promise to honor her in love, to be sensitive to her needs, to comfort her in difficulty, and to put your full and complete trust in her, so long as you both shall live?”

Sanji meets the officiant’s gaze with equal seriousness, then turns to look at Moxie with pure love and devotion in his eyes. “I do,” he says firmly, his voice filled with sincerity.

The officiant nods and turns to Moxie. “Under the eyes of God, Moxie, do you take Sanji to be your lawfully wedded husband? By making this commitment, you are joining in the covenant of marriage.”

“Do you promise to honor him in love, to be sensitive to his needs, to comfort him in difficulty, and to put your full and complete trust in him, so long as you both shall live?”

Tears well up in Moxie’s eyes as she answers, her voice trembling with emotion. “I do… I do so freaking much!” Overcome, she squeezes Sanji’s hand tightly, her overwhelming love threatening to bubble over. Sanji sniffles and blinks back his own tears as they share an emotional moment.

The officiant smiles gently and continues. “To commemorate this union, you may now exchange rings. The circle formed by each ring symbolizes your eternal love and commitment to one another. Let these rings remind you always of that love, and of the promises you have made here today.”

He addresses Sanji first. “Sanji, please repeat after me as you place the ring on your loved one’s hand: ‘I, Sanji, give you Moxie, this ring as a symbol of my love and commitment. With this ring, I thee wed.’”

Sanji nods, his eyes shining with excitement. He takes the ring from the officiant, holding it carefully. “I, Sanji, give you Moxie, this ring as a symbol of my love and commitment. With this ring, I thee wed.” His voice is steady but brimming with emotion as he slips the ring onto Moxie’s finger. His fingers brush hers gently, and he adds softly, “Ah, Moxie-Moon… you’re officially mine now.” A wide grin spreads across his face, radiating pure joy.

The officiant turns to Moxie. “Moxie, please repeat after me: ‘I, Moxie, give you Sanji, this ring as a symbol of my love and commitment. With this ring, I thee wed.’”

Moxie repeats the words, her voice sweet but full of playful affection. “I, Moxie, give you Sanji, this ring as a symbol of my love and commitment. With this ring, I thee wed.” She slides the ring onto Sanji’s finger with a teasing smile. “Looks like you’re officially mine too~” Her eyes twinkle as she stares at him, both teasing and sincere.

Sanji chuckles, looking at the ring on his finger. “Ah, Moxie-Moon… You’re right. I’m officially yours now.” He takes her hand in his, intertwining their fingers. “I like the sound of that.”

The officiant beams. “By the power vested in me by myself, I now pronounce you, Sanji and Moxie, as husband and wife, lawfully wedded before God.” He grins, moving to the part everyone’s been waiting for. “You may now kiss the bride, forever sealing your union!”

Sanji lights up with happiness. “Ah, thank you, pastor!” He cups Moxie’s face in his hands, his touch gentle. “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long, Moxie-Moon. I love you, my wife.” His voice is full of emotion as he continues, “I promise to always cherish and protect you, to always make you happy, and to always love you with every fiber—”

Moxie doesn’t let him finish. Overcome with anticipation, she grabs him and kisses him passionately. Sanji’s initial shock quickly fades as he wraps his arms around her, kissing her back with equal fervor. “Moxie-Moon,” he murmurs between kisses, his voice breathless.

The crowd erupts into applause and cheers. “You go get him, Moxie!” Franky calls out with a laugh. Chopper blushes and hides his face with his hooves. “Oh my… this is very… passionate,” he mutters shyly.

The kiss grows even more heated, and Moxie lifts Sanji effortlessly, prompting him to instinctively wrap his legs around her waist. They continue their intense make-out session as the crowd gasps. Even the officiant turns bright red, averting his eyes. “Ahem… perhaps we should—oh my,” he stammers, thoroughly embarrassed.

Iva smirks mischievously, watching the scene unfold. “Well, well… Looks like we know who’s wearing the pants in this relationship. I see right through you, candy boy,” he says with a knowing grin.

Eventually, Moxie and Sanji pull away from their passionate embrace, both breathless. The crowd is divided between stunned silence and roaring approval. Zeff, Sanji’s old mentor, rubs his eyes and bursts into laughter, muttering something about his boy’s dramatic flair.

The officiant, grateful for the pause, clears his throat and raises his hands. “Ladies, gentlemen, and everything in between, it is my great honor to present to you Mr. and Mrs. Vinsmoke!”

The newlyweds turn to face the cheering crowd as their hands remain intertwined. Moxie waves warmly at Jahmike, who grins and gives her an enthusiastic thumbs-up. From across the room, Princess Viola winks playfully and blows Moxie a teasing kiss. Moxie’s cheeks turn pink, but she simply smirks and looks away, choosing instead to focus on her husband. Sanji glances over at Zeff and his former Baratie coworkers, giving them a warm wave. Zeff, clearly holding back tears, rubs his eyes and laughs quietly to himself, pride shining through his usual gruff demeanor.

With the interactions behind them, the world seems to quiet as Moxie and Sanji begin their walk down the aisle. Hand in hand, they move together with perfect harmony, their love radiating in every step. Moxie gazes up at Sanji, her heart swelling with happiness so intense it feels like a dream. Sanji’s eyes never leave hers, his smile soft, filled with unspoken promises. As they walk, he leans closer and whispers, his voice tender, “You’re my dream come true, Moxie-Moon.”

The moment feels timeless, as if it belongs to them alone. With each step, their love shines brighter, lighting the path to the rest of their lives together.

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Time Skip: After the Wedding Ceremony

The guests were now seated, enjoying drinks and lively conversation. Robin stood and gently tapped her glass, signaling for everyone’s attention. She smiled at the newlyweds as she began her toast.

“A toast to the happy couple—Sanji and Moxie. May your love flourish like a fine wine and your days together be as smooth as its finish. And remember, Moxie, if Sanji ever overcooks a dish, there’s always poison in the kitchen to keep him in check,” she added with a sly, dark humor.

The room erupted into a mix of laughter and gasps.

Sanji chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck, while Moxie let out a genuine laugh. “Good one, Robin!” Moxie said, lifting her glass of red wine. She took a sip, savoring the taste with a pleased expression.

Sanji leaned closer, his voice soft and flirtatious. “Did I do a good job picking it out? I made sure to choose only the finest wine for the finest lady.”

Moxie set her glass down, her face suddenly serious. “Nah, it tastes like crap.”

Sanji froze, his expression falling into a crestfallen pout. “W-What? Moxie—”

Before he could say more, her lips curled into a teasing smile as she burst into laughter. “Gotcha! I’m just kidding. It’s perfect, Sanji.”

Sanji let out a relieved laugh, holding a hand over his chest. “You almost gave me a heart attack, Moxie-Moon! I might’ve cried if you really hated it.”

At that moment, Zeff approached the table, his burly frame towering over the couple. He gave Sanji a proud look before turning his attention to Moxie. “Well done, Sanji. And you—Moxie, is it? Glad to see this is the woman my idiot eggplant chose to marry.” His eyes twinkled with a hint of humor as he added, “Though maybe I should’ve brought diapers as a wedding gift, considering the whole ‘stinky baby’ thing.”

Sanji’s face turned bright red, and he waved his hands defensively. “It’s just a nickname, old man!”

“I know, I know. Just messing with you, kid.” Zeff chuckled, patting Sanji firmly on the shoulder. Then, he turned to Moxie, his tone softening. “Take care of him, okay? He’s been through a lot, but he’s got a heart of gold. I’m proud of the man he’s become—and the husband he’ll be. You’ve got yourself a good one.”

Moxie smiled warmly and shook Zeff’s hand. “Thank you, Zeff. I promise to take care of him, too.”

Zeff nodded and walked away, leaving the couple be.

Suddenly, the sound of enthusiastic eating caught their attention. Luffy was gorging himself on the wedding feast, fried chicken and seafood pasta scattered haphazardly across the table in front of him.

“Can’t you have manners for once?!” Sanji yelled, his eye twitching in frustration.

“But the food’s soooo good!” Luffy said through a mouthful. “Who made it?”

“Who else?” Sanji puffed his chest out proudly. “I made everything—the food, the cake, every single dish you’ve stuffed your face with!”

“And I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Moxie said, grabbing Sanji’s arm and pulling him close. She planted a playful kiss on his cheek. “I love my stinky chef’s cooking.”

Sanji’s eyes turned into cartoon hearts as he swooned. “Moxie-Moon!” He wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled his cheek against hers, basking in her affection.

“Uh, Sanji,” Chopper interrupted shyly, approaching the couple. “Not to be rude, but… when are we going to have the cake?”

Before Sanji could respond, Luffy jumped up comically. “Yeah! When’s cake time?!”

Usopp overheard and started a chant. “Cake! Cake! Cake!” Chopper and Luffy eagerly joined in, pumping their fists in the air.

Sanji sighed, slightly annoyed that his moment with Moxie had been interrupted. “Quiet down! We’ll have the cake when Moxie-Moon says so.”

“Actually, now’s the perfect time,” Moxie said with a smile.

Sanji’s mood instantly brightened, and his cartoon hearts returned. “Then cake time it is!”

The couple moved to the elegant white wedding cake, adorned with intricate flower designs and topped with edible figures of themselves. Sanji looked at it proudly. “This,” he said, “is my masterpiece. A rich chocolate cake with layers of hazelnut cream, made with only the finest ingredients. It’s a dessert fit for my queen.”

He handed Moxie the first slice. “You first, my darling wife.”

Moxie grinned as she accepted it. “Only if you insist, my handsome husband.” Their eyes locked lovingly as she took a bite. Her elegant demeanor slipped as she exclaimed, “Holy shit, this is delicious!”

Sanji laughed, only to have Moxie suddenly shove a forkful of cake into his mouth. He looked startled but quickly chewed and swallowed. “Wow,” he said smugly, “I really outdid myself this time.”

Moxie smirked and smeared a bit of frosting on his face.

“Moxie!” he exclaimed, blushing furiously.

Luffy’s eyes lit up. “Food fight!” he shouted, rushing toward the cake.

“Absolutely not!” Sanji and Zeff yelled in unison.

Luffy froze, pouting as he trudged back to his seat. “Lame,” he muttered.

Meanwhile, Moxie leaned in and licked some frosting off Sanji’s cheek. His face turned bright red as his nose began to bleed. “Moxie-Moon!” he stammered, his eyes returning to heart shapes.

“What? I like my Sanji face cake,” she teased.

“Oh, Moxie…” Sanji wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply, much to the cheers and laughter of their guests.

Eventually, everyone got their slice of cake and settled back down. Moxie watched Sanji animatedly describe the cake’s rich flavors to his old Baratie coworkers, his passion for cooking shining brightly.

Nami approached Moxie from behind, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Hey,” she said softly.

Moxie turned to face her, a bit surprised but smiling. “Oh, hey, Nami!”

Nami hesitated for a moment, her usual cool demeanor faltering. “I just wanted to say… I’m really happy for you two. Sanji really needed someone like you in his life. And, well… maybe you needed him too.” Her cheeks turned slightly pink as she quickly added, “Not that I’m getting all sentimental or anything.”

Moxie’s eyes softened as she looked at Nami. “That means a lot, Nami. Thank you.” She grinned and leaned in to pull her into a warm hug. Nami stiffened at first, clearly unused to the display of affection, but then awkwardly patted Moxie on the back.

As they pulled apart, Moxie chuckled. “You know, I used to think you were my competition for Sanji.”

Nami’s eyes widened for a split second before she scoffed dramatically, flipping her hair. “Over my dead body! That perverted cook is all yours. Trust me, I’m not cut out for dealing with him.” She smirked, crossing her arms. “Though I guess I shouldn’t be saying that since he’s your husband now.”

Moxie laughed, her eyes crinkling with amusement. “Oh, I know he’s a handful. And a total pervert. But…” She turned her gaze toward Sanji, who was animatedly talking with his old Baratie coworkers. His face lit up with passion as he described the layers of the cake, his hands gesturing excitedly. “He’s my pervert. And I wouldn’t trade him for the world.”

Nami followed her gaze, watching Sanji wave enthusiastically when he noticed Moxie looking at him. His lovestruck grin was as bright as ever.

Nami shook her head with a small smirk. “You two are disgustingly perfect for each other.” She nudged Moxie playfully. “Go on, lovebird. Your stinky chef is waiting.”

Moxie laughed, her cheeks warming. “Thanks, Nami. For everything.”

Without another word, Moxie made her way across the room, weaving between guests. As she approached Sanji, his eyes lit up even more, and he extended a hand toward her. She took it without hesitation, letting him pull her close.

“There you are, my Moxie-Moon,” Sanji said, his voice low and filled with affection.

“Here I am,” Moxie replied, smiling up at him. She leaned in, resting her forehead against his. “And there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”

Sanji wrapped an arm around her waist, holding her as if she were the most precious thing in the world. “Moxie,” he whispered, “you’re my everything.”

The two swayed gently together, lost in their own little world, as the rest of the wedding celebration carried on around them.

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It was nighttime now, and the sounds of lively music filled the air. Soft pink and purple lights illuminated the venue, casting a dreamy glow over the celebration. Everyone was enjoying themselves, drinks flowing and laughter echoing in the night. On the dance floor, Moxie and Brook were having a silly dance-off, twirling and spinning with exaggerated movements. Brook spun her dramatically, and she let out a playful laugh—until she found herself caught by Sanji’s steady hands.

“May I have this dance?” Sanji asked, his deep blue eyes locking onto hers, sparkling with the undeniable love he felt for her.

Moxie’s lips curled into a soft smile as she gazed back at him, her green eyes shimmering. “You may,” she said, placing her hand in his and allowing him to pull her closer.

The music shifted into a slow, romantic melody as Sanji wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a gentle sway. They danced in perfect harmony, their movements fluid and natural as if the world around them had melted away.

“You have the most beautiful green eyes,” Sanji said softly, his voice tender as he stared into them. He’d told her this countless times before, but every time he said it, he meant it more than the last.

Moxie blushed faintly, lowering her gaze for a moment. “You always say that… and yet, you still manage to fluster me every single time.” She let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head at how easily he made her heart flutter.

Sanji gently lifted her chin with his fingers, his touch warm and reassuring. “Don’t look down, mon amour. Let me admire them just a little longer.” His voice was a quiet murmur, and the way he looked at her made her feel like the only woman in the world.

As they stared into each other’s eyes, the moment was suddenly interrupted by the loud ping of a button flying off Franky’s suit. It hit Usopp square in the eye.

“Oops! My bad, bro—!” Franky said, rushing over to the now-fuming sniper. “Can I get you a nice iced cola for that eye?” He pulled out a cola from his chest compartment and handed it over.

Usopp snatched it with a scowl, pressing the cold can to his face. “This is just great…” he muttered under his breath, clearly annoyed.

Moxie couldn’t help but laugh at the situation, and Sanji let out a resigned sigh. He was glad she found it funny, but he had really hoped for an uninterrupted moment with her.

Mimi, the ship’s tailor and Franky’s girlfriend, strolled over with a playful smirk. “How many times do I have to fix this for you?” she teased, feigning exasperation as she pulled out a needle and thread from her purse. She began sewing the button back onto his suit while Franky chuckled nervously.

Moxie turned her attention back to Sanji, her laughter fading into a soft smile. She leaned in and gave him an Eskimo kiss, rubbing her nose gently against his. Sanji’s pout instantly melted into a smile, and he gave her one in return.

“My stinky baby…” she said affectionately, her voice warm and teasing.

“My Moxie-Moon…” he replied, nuzzling his nose against hers.

They continued to dance together under the soft lights, stealing precious moments of intimacy before eventually sneaking away from the crowd. Hand in hand, they wandered to a quiet bench under the starry sky, the twinkling lights above creating the perfect romantic backdrop.

Sanji sighed contentedly, looking up at the heavens. “You know, Moxie… the stars don’t hold a candle to you. You’re the brightest thing in my world.”

Moxie laughed at his earnest attempt at flirting. “You’re so cheesy, baby,” she said, resting her head on his shoulder. “But I love you for it.”

Sanji smiled, interlocking his fingers with hers. “I’m cheesy for you, mademoiselle,” he murmured, leaning his head gently on top of hers.

A comfortable silence settled between them, the night enveloping them in its quiet embrace, until Moxie broke it. “I can’t wait for our honeymoon in Dressrosa…” she said with a soft sigh, her voice tinged with excitement.

Sanji smirked, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Neither can I, my love. Just don’t blame me if we don’t leave the hotel room for a while…”

Moxie gasped and playfully punched his shoulder. “Pervert!” she scolded, though a teasing grin spread across her face. “But you’re my pervert.” She leaned in and gave his cheek a light bite, causing him to wince slightly.

“That’s right. I’m your perv—hey! I’m a gentleman!” Sanji protested with a pout.

Moxie smirked, her eyes sparkling. “Can’t you be both?” she teased, tilting her head.

Sanji couldn’t help but smile at her, his heart full to bursting. He pulled her into a deep kiss, one hand cupping her cheek as he poured every ounce of love he felt into the gesture. When they pulled apart, he gazed into her eyes with an intensity that made her blush.

“How could I not be a little perverted when I married such a gorgeous fox?” he said, his voice dripping with adoration.

Moxie’s cheeks flushed bright red. Before she could respond, Sanji’s expression turned serious. He pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with a flick of his lighter before taking a slow drag. “Franky told me what you said to him earlier…” he began, exhaling a puff of smoke.

Moxie stiffened slightly, caught off guard.

“And I want to make one thing clear,” he continued, his tone low and firm. “You deserve me, Moxie. There’s never been a second where you didn’t. If anything, I don’t deserve you. You’re the most incredible woman I’ve ever met. You’ve given me a happiness I didn’t think was possible.”

Moxie’s eyes filled with tears, her bottom lip trembling. “Sanji…” she whispered, her voice shaking. She flung her arms around him, burying her face in his chest as sobs wracked her body.

Sanji’s eyes widened in panic. “You’re going to ruin your makeup!” he exclaimed, his voice rising in alarm.

“To hell with my makeup!” Moxie shot back, looking up at him with mascara streaking down her face. Her voice was filled with raw emotion. “Can’t you just… stop making me love you more than I already thought was possible?”

Before he could respond, she grabbed him and kissed him fiercely, her tears mixing with their kiss. Sanji was momentarily stunned but quickly melted into it, holding her tightly as if she might disappear. When they finally pulled apart, both were left breathless, their foreheads resting against each other’s.

“I love you,” they both said at the same time, their voices blending in perfect unison.

They stared at each other in surprise before bursting into laughter.

Moments later, Jinbe appeared, clearing his throat gently. “Ah, Moxie and Sanji, the guests were wondering where the bride and groom disappeared to. I was sent to find you, but I can give you a moment longer if you need it.”

Moxie smiled and stood, brushing off her dress. “Nah, we’re good to head back.” She glanced down at Sanji, extending a hand to him. “What about you, stinky baby?”

Sanji’s eyes turned into cartoon hearts as he grabbed her hand. “Anything for my Moxie-Moon~”

With their fingers interlocked, they followed Jinbe back to the wedding venue, ready to rejoin the celebration. As they walked, the night sky sparkled above them, a perfect reflection of the love they shared.

The end.

Tag list:

@frankys-wife @jahmikexnami (you didn’t ask to be tagged but you’re a part of my fic. Even if it’s a very small one. I like to add cameos of my friends in my writings sometimes)

@flusteredladylover @lances-wife

[slowcatsisland]

Blackleg Sanji; Baratie Headcanons

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Sanji spends a good deal of his free time in the kitchen even if he isn’t preparing meals or snacks. Sometimes he’ll take inventory over his food supplies thrice over in one sitting just to make sure he has everything the crew needs.

Sanji doesn’t smoke in the kitchen. He feels as though it is unprofessional, contaminates his materials and workspace, and hurts the atmosphere of the kitchen. Zeff taught him this because when he started to smoke the first time he did so in the kitchen Zeff caught him and smacked him red in front of the customers.

He started smoking because he wanted to seem like a man and impress Zeff (we know this) but it more so stems from him not wanting to be a helpless child and wanted control over himself which he was stripped of during his time at germa.

Sanji absolutely despised the taste of his cigarettes. He still does to some extent. But he when the nicotine filled his lungs it began to bring a sense of calm over him which helped him not have to deal with his trauma and anxiety.

Has smoked over two packs in a day multiple times before. It gets like this around his birthday. Zeff used to have to hide all cigarettes in the Baratie from Sanji.

Zeff gave Sanji his lighter because he wanted Sanji to look more professional and told him, ‘if you’re gonna smoke like a man, you need a man’s lighter.’

Tried cigars, it affected him much more than cigarettes and Zeff banned him from using them.

Wasn’t taught by any of the other cooks how to flirt, it came very natural for him. He absolutely crashes and burns if he gets flirted with back.

Has swooned a total of 4 girls in his years at the Baratie:

The first girl had only gone to chaste kisses and light caresses before the cooks found them in the bathroom.

The second was a little too tipsy and Sanji stopped anything from happening when she tried pressing herself all over him and grabbing him in the dining room.

The third one looked old enough to go to be his mother and gave him a blowjob before he freaked out and ran away from her before things escalated (he wasn’t ready and gets nightmares about it still).

The fourth girl was the first time he had ever properly touched a female but it was only some fingering and heavy making out before she pushed him off of her, thanked him for passing time with her, and walked out.

Is well acquainted with the Baratie regulars. Has spoken to Mihawk a good amount of times, knows the type of wine he requests. Gets freaked out by his sharp stare when he turns his back to him though. (Mihawk IS a regular.)

Has gotten into multiple cook offs with the other chefs, but always loses according to Zeff (Zeff’s the final judge).

The curl of his eyebrow forms a little heart inside of the big swirl. Tried shaving off the curl of his eyebrow but it grows back that way. Patty told him to stop trying to get rid of it so he did.

Zeff has added some of Sanji’s dishes to the regular menu, Sanji cries each time he sees the newest addition. Zeff never acknowledges it.

When he was being taught how to fight by Zeff, his perfect practice often became troublesome customers. Zeff encouraged it so much which is why up till he left Sanji was the most likely to get into a fight with customers.

Has scammed a good amount of berri from some of the marines that visit if we’re being honest. If he doesn’t like their attitude, he will up their bill significantly. Has gotten called out on this multiple times. Denies it every time.

Zeff bought him his first suit and taught him how to tie a tie. Wore the suit more than a chef’s uniform and apron, never bought him another suit. (Sanji’s obsession with suits got even worse).

Called Zeff dad a handful of times. Each time he would stop and look away for a long second before walking off. He usually went to a spot to cry. It stunned Zeff at first, but then the last couple of times it happened Zeff followed and sat with Sanji until he stopped crying.

Sanji hasn’t told Zeff about his past. The most he mentioned was his mother. Zeff often wonders what happened for a kid to be so traumatized.

Sanji would have nightmares and wake up either screaming or crying when the Baratie first opened up. Zeff would always have to sit by his bedding until he calmed down. Sanji would cry more if any of the other chefs came in.

Has spent so much time on sea that he walks diagonally for a hot minute when he gets on land. Would stumble a lot more on land if his legs weren’t so strong. Has very good sea legs, practically born with them.

French is his mother tongue and it’s the native language of Germa. He was taught English because it’s the most common language among the four blue seas but he had a thick accent when he was young. Zeff couldn’t understand him sometimes when he spoke.

Sanji often refers to food by their French name.

Sanji almost got completely rid of his accent because he felt as though it tied him to Germa. It comes out when’s he aroused or angry though. One time a girl said his French sounded sexy, but he’s on the fence when he’s flirting or trying to dirty talk to let his natural voice and accent come out, sometimes speaking full sentences in French. Regardless, it annoys the shit out of Zeff.

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Mwah 😽

[awtysm-cryptid]

Zeff was made to be a girl dad

*trans fems your Sanji*

[aequarea]

ive already said this on twt and it did numbers so im gonna say it here cause apparently im not suffering enough as a sanji girl.

https://x.com/beensmoked/status/1816945052180210133?t=qNKKhoESbFkrvp_3wgWVyQ&s=19

someone pointed out sanji's face when he saw zoro after he knocked him out in thriller bark^

his shocked expression. like he couldnt believe what his eyes were telling him. like he was seeing the worst possibility come true, his world shattering bit by bit.

and it painfully reminded me of him and zeff at that rock. when he discovered that zeff eated his leg for him

its the same. the same face, a lot more desnutried and child like, but its almost identical. and yes, maybe im reading a bit too much into this. but do i?

this is maybe one of the most traumatic, painful memories to him. he was starving, hopeless and ready to kill for food in that forgoten rock in the middle of the ocean, totally alone with his thoughts and hunger.

and then, right before he decided to kill that pirate to get his food, not only he realized he starved himself to almost death for him to have all the food. he realized that the man willingly eated his own leg. to save him. him, a weak, useless thing. a kid who had nothing more than a monsters blood in his veins and a dream far away.

and now, he was all grow up. he was bigger, healthier, stronger. now he was capable of fight for his own and his friends, his family. now, no one had to sacrifice themselvs for him again.

but zoro did. zoro fought, and was hurt for them. why? he was supposed to be the lamb. he was the sacrifice for them, zoro was their protector. thats how they worked. but once again, his curse repeated like a ghost following him saying "you are not enough" over and over. his mom, his dad, and now his nakama. all of them had to give their lives for him, and he couldnt do nothing to stop it. and he couldnt undertand why.

[rollinouttahere-writes]

can’t stop thinking about dad sanji introducing little lucky to zeff😭😭

just “hey zeff guess what”

It would be so cuuuuute! 😭

Given that going back to the Baratie isn't super doable for them, Zeff most likely finds out about this when Sanji mails him an envelope that looks like it's about to explode from how full it is.

Zeff doesn't know what to expect when he opens it. Frankly, he hadn't even been expecting to get a letter from Sanji, figuring that he would be too busy to do so. Naturally, him and everyone else at the Baratie are crowded around the envelope to see what's inside.

The second it's torn open, photos come spilling out. Tons of them. All of the same kid. Sure, other people make appearances in them, but this little girl is the star. Zeff narrows in on her face, something about her feels familiar. Then he flip it over and finds a description on the back.

"Lucky's first batch of cupcakes!"

Zeff is able to piece together what happened pretty quick. He saw all kinds of crazy shit when he was in the Grand Line. Someone getting de-aged by a devil fruit power is hardly unbelievable.

Everyone continues going through the mountain of photographs, all with notes written on the back. There's even a few drawings thrown in the mix that they can only assume were made by Lucky. At the very bottom of the envelope is another, smaller envelope that is specifically addressed to Zeff.

He opens it, finding a very brief letter inside with one sentence, "I have a kid now."

Patty reads it over his shoulder and immediately claps him on the back, "Look at you! You're a grandpa now, you old bastard!"

All Zeff can do is look at the letter and pictures in front of him and smile a little. Seems like he raised that little brat right after all.

[onepiece-polls]

One Piece Crack Ship Poll - Round 2 Side H

Propaganda under the cut.

Zeff x Kureha: Two experts in their fields, they could bond over their idiot sons. Kureha would probably like Zeff's attitude towards women (to a point), they have similar levels of maturity and tend to show affection through aggression. And both have to be good with their hands~

Zeff x Sora:

Sanji should get to have two loving parents.

Let the good Sanji parents raise him (and maybe the rest of Vinsmokes) together.

They're both Sanji's parental figures. Sora, Zeff, and Sanji would've made such a cute family together, and Zeff would've treated Sora the way she deserved to be treated. Just imagine an AU where Sora survived and escaped with Sanji into the East Blue! And then meeting Zeff! It would be adorable.

I just think it would be nice if Sanji had two parents that loved him and that they love each other.

I think sora deserves a husband who's not the worst person on the face of the planet and who loves her and her son unconditionally is all.

Dailyrebranded's au is everything to me. Imagine Sora escaping and raising her children with Best Dad Zeff. They are adorable, the food and meals metaphors are through the roof, and Sora lives!

Nami x Kaya: Nami is so kind and gentle with Kaya, and Kaya so generous with Nami. The perfect sugar baby girlfriend scenario. I know Kaya had to stay in Syrup Village for very clear plot reasons, but the girls could still send each other letters! The live action only made my love for this pair stronger.

[honeyshiddendesire]

Pet Name Headcannons Masterlist

Sexy and Everyday 

A lot are redundant but like oh well lol 😂 I only have so much brain power lol 😂 🙄🙄

WARNINGS: 18+

*This is from my old account so it's the un-updated version since I first wrote it on Google Docs then like a dumbass kept updating on Tumblr lol *

This will be a MASTERLIST of snippets/one shots of them using the pet names!!!

Luffy - mami, mamas, mama, Y/N (I can not stress enough how much he would repeat your name!!) 

Zoro- woman, brat, whore, little girl, princess (in a taunting way-polar opposite to Sanji)

Sanji- my love, princess, daddy’s girl, good girl, pretty girl, mommy

Usopp- mami, babe, baby girl, baby, honey

Franky- darlin, sweetheart, honey, sweetie, baby, pretty lady

Law- baby girl, princess, my love, babe, Y/N (with how hot his voice is he would love saying your name!) 

Eustass- messy girl, kitten, pipsqueak, cock slut, bug, little mamas, cumdump, cry baby 

Killer- darlin, princess, baby girl, little one, baby

Doflamingo- dove, whore, messy girl , love (very rarely would he use ‘love’ but it would mean a lot) 

Sir Crocodile - baby girl, princess, my little slut

Smoker- darlin, sweetheart, love, honey, baby doll

Marco- birdie, mate, baby bird, songbird, little bird (birds birds BIRDS!) 

Thatch- honey, puddin, sugar, Angel cakes, sweet pea (food names cause he gives dad vibes 🤤)

Izou- my little cherry blossom, love, dear

Whitebeard-  love, dear, sweetheart, tiny thing, little thing, little one (anything pointing out his size and you can’t tell me no on this 🤣) 

Ace- darling, baby girl, princess, hot stuff, babe (firmly believe he will babe the shit outta you)

Sabo- my love, my dear, cock whore, dumb slut, bitch (just feel like he would love the harsh degradation 🤷‍♀️sorry not sorry 😬) 

Monkey D Dragon- love, dear, sweetheart (him groaning out sweetheart 😮‍💨)

Garp- little one, sweetheart, princess, bratty girl, dirty/messy girl, sweetie, darlin

Akainu- brat, princess, little girl, whore, cumslut, crybaby

Kizaru- lightning bug, my shining star, mamas, baby girl, sunshine (names involving light) 

Aokiji- ice princess, mama, babe, baby, snowflake 

Fujitora- wisteria, darling, my flower, rose, little peony, tiger lily (FLOWERS ALL DAY EVERYDAY!!! Whatever flower you can think of he’s calling you 😍🫶🏼)

Shanks- darlin, baby, baby girl, doll, baby doll, princess 

Benn- doll, baby doll, darling, love, princess

Mihawk- my dear, my love, naughty girl, princess, bloody princess (idk why I picture him speaking Spanish/ Italian saying princessa 😮‍💨😭🤤 idk if he speaks it but shit lol 😂 ) 

Buggy- superstar, rockstar, beauty queen, my diva, doll, clown whore, sugar/sugar bear (what you call him)

X Drake- mate, babe, baby girl, little one

Kaku- lil lady, sweetheart, darling, Raffe (short for giraffe 🦒)

Rob Lucci- Pretty Kitty, kitten, brat, whore, slutty kitty (no way he doesn't have a pet play fetish! ya can’t change my mind on this!)

Paulie- sweetie, pretty girl, darling, baby doll, princess, pretty mamas, my little whore, slut, naughty/dirty/messy girl (secret freak idc! I think he shamed Nami cause he’s a hidden pervert and she was making him feel some kind of way lol 😂 !)

King- my queen, my love, dear, little one, naughty thing

Kaido- little one, whore, brat, bad girl

Vinsmoke Bros- cock whore/slut, brat, woman, slutty puppy/kitty, good girl, pathetic slut, my little whore, mommy (hidden mommy kink!!!)

Red Leg Zeff- princess, sweetheart, kid, honey, doll, darling (old school lol)

Katakuri- my sweet(s), my love, darling, dear, little one, sweetheart

*banner*

[satansdarlin]

Op men as dads

IM NOT DEAD! I've been working on requests and also doing school so I havent had much time to post much recently but I thought I'd drop this little treat for you all while I work.

(I was inspired ✨️)

Sanji, zoro, luffy, usopp, ace

Warnings: talk of pregnancy, talk of labor, talk of neglect, talk of anxiety, talk of premature baby's, talk of premature side effects.

Masterlist

Sanji- twin daughters

Girl dad to the extreme

Okay okay so let's start off when you were pregnant

He was incredibly doting, literally wouldn't let you lift a finger for anything

Tons of research on safe foods for pregnancy and also learning how to properly make baby food

When the girls were born it was the first time sanji discovered that feeling of such a need to protect them

They were so tiny and had his blonde hair and blue eyes

Either gives them zeffs last name or yours

Their names? Éclaire (or Claire for short) Sora and Suzette Rei

Very much princess standard

Spoils them as much a humanly possible

When they grow up he teaches them all the stuff he knows how to cook and actually begins making a cookbook soley so his girls can have it when they are adults

Claire tends to be the flirter one out of the twins often making sanji chase off all sorts of boys and men from his princess

Suzette tends be more withdrawn. She prefers to stick to the kitchen helping her dad anywhere she can

Both of them are huge daddies girls

Zoro- triplets, two boys one girl

Zoro through most of the pregnancy was calm and collected.

Another one who refused to let you do anything without his hand on your hip

He did the pregnant belly lift for you all the time

All shit goes down when you actually give birth

Zoro had been expecting one baby but when two more popped out he panicked

Absolutely wants to train them personally

Their names? Shogi Korushiro Roronoa, Menko Arashi Roronoa, and his daughter Karuta kumia Roronoa

Shogi is the eldest of the triplets and even though it's only by a few minutes he really takes being the eldest sibling seriously. He looks over his siblings and trains the most so he can protect them and be as great as his dad one day

Menko tends to be the lazy one. Menko can and will take a nap everywhere and anywhere he can. Sanji once found him sleeping in kitchen cabinet on a bag of rice.

Karuta feels the need to stay on her brothers level. She takes her training even more seriously than shogi does. Zoro is more than pleased to train her but even he worries about her over doing it to keep up.

The triplets also see chopper almost as a older brother

Zoro decided if he was to pass away ever each of the triplets would get one of his swords.

Luffy- two sons

Lord.

During your pregnancy it was really confusing for luffy about around the time you started showing he began to realize

He is constantly lettering Sabo filling him in and asking questions

Luffy became more protective of you when you were pregnant literally barked at someone for getting too close once

When you go into labor he is right by your side.

After you gave birth to your first son, Monkey D Ace luffy was suprised at how small he was.

Luffy was surprisingly gentle but that didn't change much of his childish ways

The baby would scream sometimes just because luffy would scream back (there's this video of twins who yell to figure out if the other is near, kinda like that)

When you got pregnant the second time when ace was around age two luffy understood it a lot more.

He did his best to not stress you with the baby and this time it went a lot smoother.

He knew what to expect in the delivery room the second time when your second son, Monkey D Ademir, came into the world

Ace tends be rambunctious, running into trouble much like his father with a similar appetite, but he also knows the weight of his name and so he holds it with pride

Ademir is similar to his brother and father, but he also tends to be far more brutally honest than ace.

Both boys tend to lean towards you though. Surprisingly, they tend to listen to you more than their father although it's a shocking sight when luffy is actually telling them to do something

Usopp- premature boy

Anxiety ten times higher than normal

When you found out you were pregnant usopp used his anxious energy to start making things

Baby clothes? Got it. Crib? Got it. Toys? Got it. With the help of Franky converted a large storage closet into a baby room.

Imagine his panic when the baby room wasn't even half done when you went into labor.

The labor was brutal on both you and usopp. But eventually his son, Shinji took in his first breaths.

For the first few months of life the crew fussed over shinji constantly due to his prematurely he had a hard time breathing and needed far more cuddling than a normal baby.

Usopp would stay up all night just making sure his son was breathing after he had read a book that said children born premature could pass away easily

Shinji pulled through. And unfortunately became the most brutally honest person anyone had ever met. He gave luffy a run for his money about not being able to tell a lie

Shinji would run and tell you all about the acts his father wasn't supposed to get up to even small ones like sneaking a extra treat after dinner.

Even so usopp coddled his son constantly

When shinji took a interest in art and carving usopp nearly cried because they had a shared interest.

Becoming a father made usopp realize how truly messed up what his own father did was.

Usopp understood having his own goal while being a parent would make it harder but he would never abandon his son or you to achevie them. He'd prefer to achieve them with you by his side.

Ace- daughter

Ace panicked when he found out you were growing his child inside of you.

The ship was on fire type of panic

Ran you straight to Marco who checked you out and congratulated you when he confirmed the pregnancy.

Ace similarly to luffy was incredibly protective.

You were never out of his sight and if you were he had someone checking on you hourly.

His coddling was almost suffocating.

When you went into labor, more fires had to be put out on the ship.

Marco nearly had to remove ace from the room because he was freaking out more than you were.

The one time ace settled down was when his newborn daughter nuzzled her face against his warm chest, Rouge D Portgas named after his mother.

Rouge lived up to her name, she frequently made the ship panic because no one could find her only to find her snuggled up in between some barrels.

Ace sworn the night Rouge was born he would never let her go through the things he did as a child.

Ace was a amazing father often having her up on his shoulders and would cry with her when she had to go get her shots or got scrapes.

Spoilers ahead

When ace died Rouge went into Marco's care. The only thing she had left of her father was his hat which she wears constantly.

Although Rouge goes through a similar thing of being bullied for her father she is prideful of his father and who he was.

Spoilers over

Overall ace tries to be the best dad he can be.

[shmolgtheweed]

Help me find a fic?

I have been looking for these two fics for what feel like months but have had no luck and I'm a little afraid they were deleted.

The both fics are Zeff & Sanji / trans Sanji and I 100% found both on AO3

The first fic I think was called Girl Dad or Girl Dad Zeff and it was about Zeff braiding Sanji's hair. I remember that the hair clips she chose made guacamole.

The second was a longer fic and it had a really memorable shopping scene where Sanji was feeling self conscious and Zeff bought her a doll and some pretty dresses without being asked

I'd anyone knows them PLS PLS PLS let me know!!

[eiilese]

Love the designs and descriptions you did for the straw hats!! I do want to ask, since they all have different roles and skills do they meet the crew at different points in the story? Like, since Robin is the shipwright would she have met the crew at Water 7 or would it still be Alabasta but under different circumstances? Since she’s not an archeologist she wouldn’t have been raised on O’Hara, right?

Just curious to see what your thoughts are😊 - thanks.

thank you so much for the ask!! sorry this took so long to answer it took awhile to gather my ideas. i’m so happy with how well this au thing was received ;u; TY to people who left tags and replies!! i read everything 🫶

here is the original post for role swap! this post has explanations for backstories! i really did try to have drawings to go with everything but i burned out as this month went on so not every character has doodles :(

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i kept everything mostly the same in terms of when the strawhats meet each person. i didn’t want to change too much to avoid changing important character moments that happen in canon

this isn’t a super heavy rewrite, there’s a lot of backstory to juggle and i’m not equipped to write such an in-depth au rn 😭 but i might make separate posts for arcs like water 7 or wci!! though i kept a lot of backstory the same theres a lot of rewrite potential for those sagas

i hope these are fun to read about nonetheless ^_^ i included some stuff from @flute-of-pan pan and @onethousandsunnies because they left tags on the original post that were cool ideas

nami, vice capt.

not much changes!! instead of forcing her to chart maps, arlong might just have her around as a servant girl. regardless, the deal to buy back cocoyashi village still stands and nami works hard for it

generally i think her selflessness and loyalty to her village makes her fit to be a vice captain. she looks out for people at her own detriment and was willing to take the fall for such much ahhh

in my opinion she’s good vice captain material!! perhaps a cowardly one but still reliable. also a good treasurer for the crew as always

zoro, cook

zoro grew up training to be a swordsman and competes against kuina, but he also has a knack for cooking as a hobby. he’s mostly the same but sanji’s “stuck on a rock in the middle of the ocean with zeff” happens to him instead (flute-of-pan suggested the cook always suffers the fate of starvation)

kuina decides to run away and zoro is roped into her plans. it goes wrong and they get stranded on a rock, eventually arguing and ending up on opposite sides of the rock with the little food they brought

zoro finds out kuina gave him everything they had soon after she stops replying to him. he’s rescued thanks to kuina’s dad, who tracked them down with vivre cards. kuina’s had long since burned up

similar to canon, zoro continues striving to become the world’s strongest after her death. i think this backstory coupled with him eating those stomped riceballs at the very beginning of the story is so….(GESTURE) it’s very reminiscent of sanji’s no-waste-policy which he would absolutely also have

sanji, sniper

germa 66 has a mafia aesthetic now 👍i only have the willpower to draw reiju here she ended up kind of cluttered but i like my vision

sanji’s backstory is mostly the same: he and his siblings are genetically modified to be the perfect soldiers, but he had a kind nature that made him the target of abuse. after reiju helps him escape, he ends up with zeff and worked as a janitor. zeff loses his leg while trying to save sanji in a maritime accident; though they don’t get stranded anywhere, sanji has to be indebted to him somehow

when the baratie is opened, he works as a busser/guard against unruly guests. flute-of-pan mentioned that he could fire the canons of the ship

when the strawhats meet him on the baratie, sanji still gives don krieg’s crew food. i don’t think his kindness around that would disappear just bc he doesn’t have a whole starving incident

usopp, navigator

on top of bluffing about being the leader of a huge pirate army, he would create fake maps and brag to everyone in syrup village (especially kaya) about these places he so evidently visited. kaya loved his drawings even if the places weren’t real

his dream is to create a Real map of the whole world, not a fake map that he makes up out of stories. drafting the real world makes him a brave explorer of the seas, which he also wants to become :)

when the strawhats meet him, they were basically relying on nami’s limited sailing skills to get around. not only do they get the going merry but they have a real, reliable navigator now! AND he’s multitalented B)

chopper, helmsman

from a young age he set his sights on sailing the seas to escape from the isolation he faced on drum island. he would routinely make little boats for himself to escape the island on, failing each time, and hiriluk would always nurse him back to health

instead of studying to be a doctor, chopper has a general desire to be helpful and acted as an assistant to hiriluk’s medical endeavors

both flute-of-pan and onethousandsunnies pitched that chopper studied stuff like ocean currents!! overall he studied the ocean real hard but would never leave the island without hiriluk

hiriluk’s death would glue him to doctor kureha’s side and it isn’t until the strawhats come that he has the courage to embark on a new journey

franky, muscian

bro grew up running around water 7 trying to get people to join his band. tom and iceberg are still his family. his shipbuilding skills don’t go past an amateur level in this au. he would develop a line of dinky guitars (or instruments in general) that also had lasers/canons/confetti in them. his dream is A FRANKY WORLD TOUR 🤞FREE ADMISSION

many of his weaponized instruments littered the shipyard, spandam uses them in his attack

after the whole tom/spandam situation unfolds, iceberg is the one to find and reconstruct franky into a cyborg after getting run over by the sea train. but he won’t implement piano key abs no matter how much franky asks 🙄

the newly formed franky family protect the city and throw unsolicited concerts in the middle of the street B)

robin, shipwright

though she’s not an archeologist, she still grew up on ohara! instead of archeology, she’s a gifted engineer. her devil fruit made her an outcast and her strange, misunderstood inventions did not help her case

when jaguar d saul gets stranded on ohara, robin constructs the raft for him :) the buster call unfolds the same as canon except this time, everyone’s actually not lying when they say robin can’t read poneglyphs! she never learned!! again flute-of-pan had the cool idea that she is wrongly accused. still, she’s pursued and branded as a devil child

she ends up with crocodile, who believes she can read poneglyphs. she takes advantage of this and earns his protection from the government but her ruse is uncovered when she lies to croc about what alabasta’s poneglyph says (girl cannot read that!)

robin dreams of creating a ship that can carry her and the friends she wishes to have. after meeting robin in alabasta she joins the strawhats!!

brook, doctor

he was the doctor of the rumbar pirates. an injured laboon came to like brook after he nursed him back to health!! when yorki became sick from disease brook tried his hardest to cure him, but failed :(

he was doomed to watch his crewmates die to poison that he cannot hope to cure because he himself was also dying. when he came back thru his fruit it was already too late :( the rumbar pirates Do record a song for laboon though this event cannot be edited 🤞

met in thriller bark; ik that’s a long ass time to go without a real doctor on board

by the time they meet brook everyone’s already so battered that he has to go to town on them with gauze and stitches. the company delights him ^_^

jinbei, archeologist

i mentioned this in the first post abt this au but his interest in history sparked thanks to the history of joyboy and fishman island being so intertwined. at some point in his youth, jinbei frequently visited ohara (prior to the buster call) and grew a strong relationship with the scholars there (i’m just assuming they wouldn’t be racists 🤪) he runs into robin a handful of times

he secretly learns how to read poneglyphs here leading up to the buster call. he wasn’t on the island when it happened so he managed to avoid robin’s fate

his story proceeds the same from there with the neptune army, joining fisher tiger, meeting koala, etc…

i enjoy the idea of getting invited to be a warlord by the government while simultaneously being one of the most wanted people in the world for knowing poneglyph secrets

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also i’m sorry if there are things i forgot about or details that don’t make sense >—>o

the anime’s pacing has ruined my enthusiasm for awhile lol and i’ve consumed a lot of media since catching up!! everyone’s backstories/canon events aren’t too fresh in my memory but i did some researching to remedy it 🫡

[witchygirlaud21]

Modern/normal life Highschool au Part… I want to say… 4

Usopp: sophomore. Art kid, as we have established, but like he’s one of those art kids who get into those big, fancy competitions. Probably has a secret Tumblr account where he posts fan art. Mostly A’s, a few B’s. If he has a class with Luffy, then he’s not getting any work done. He and Nami are besties, and they cry about their love lives to each other. He has liked Kaya, a homeschooled girl, forever, and when they started dating, no one believed she existed.

Sanji: sophomore, he’s in an AP culinary and tried to start a club because he thought girls would join, but only Luffy showed up and the club was shut down due to casualties caused by Luffy. When Luffy found out his dad owned a restaurant, it became one of their hangout spots. Zeff feeds them mostly for free because he thinks Sanji needs more friends. Popular but mostly for being a creep.

Chopper: Freshman met Nami first when she had to go to the nurse for something. Then he met Luffy, who was about to fail whatever class they had together, and he promised to help him pass. After that, Luffy kept on hanging around him until he joined the friend group. At this point, he was only friends with the nurse, and she was hyping him up because she wanted him to have more friends.

BONUS for chopper: doctorines the nurse (if that wasn’t obvious), but I feel like she would be like Terry from Glee when she was a nurse, except she wouldn’t get caught.