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crescenthistory · 3 months ago

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Request: please a.5 w/ lee, halloween au?

Prompt: A.5 "How delightful"

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: not proofread, gn!reader (apart from one use of princess), established relationship, bones & all typical content (homelessness, financial instability, cannibalism, etc.), banter, tickling, super fluff, just silly really

Note: received this request ages ago, but it's still october so i don't count it as too late lmao. just a silly little drabble with reader and lee being menaces at a haunted house:)

When you left home, never to return, you had quite a few expectations of what life would have in store for you, none of them good.

Yet somehow, a few years later, you found yourself crammed into a beaten blue pick-up truck, the third car you have kindly borrowed so far this year, with your faded-pink haired boyfriend in the passenger seat with his converse dirtying the dashboard – and you had to admit life was not all that bad.

“No fucking way!” Lee exclaimed as he looked through the newspaper he had snagged at the last gas station you stopped at.

You made a sound as if to ask what is it, keeping your eyes on the road. Already, though, Lee’s full-body reaction to whatever he read tugged at the corner of your lips.

“Babe, check this out.” He turned the newspaper to you and you spared a brief glance, just enough to catch the bolded headline in the bottom right corner.

Haunted House – Scare Actors Needed

No way, indeed.

“How delightful,” you said in a teasing tone. “What do you want us to do about that?”

“What do I want to do about that?” Lee repeated your question back to you incredulously. “What do I not want to do about that – this is exactly the kind of gig for us!”

Though neither of you shied away from thieving, both from warm and cold bodies, you had been attempting to pick up on odd jobs here and there. For the thrill of it you would joke to Lee, and despite his eyerolls at your antics, you both knew it did you good to get in some regular labour. Feel human. Anything from dogsitting to festival workers was underneath your belt buckles by now, and you kept going for weirder and weirder things the further into the US you drove.

This had to be the weirdest though. Not to mention, ironic.

“Are you in a spooky mood, Lee?” You didn’t look at him, but could feel his lovesick gaze on you as his body was – dangerously, as per usual – angled fully towards you in his seat.

“Oh, you know I am.” He laughed that too-pitchy silly laughter of his that always brought a smile to your lips. “Imagine it, you and I, two young cannibals, all dressed up as ghosts and scaring the living daylights out of a bunch of snotty kids.”

“I’m imagining it,” you laughed. “Where is it?”

He tells you, pointing it out on the map you always had between you. It was close and lined up perfectly with the general direction you two were going in at the moment – not that you were incredibly picky about that these days.

“That honestly would work out well,” you say, with a you win tone, even though you were never really opposed to it anyway. “So if you want–”

“Fuck yes,” Lee mutters to himself before giving a small cheer. “We are so going to make some shithead piss himself, I’m telling you right now.”

“We don’t even have the job yet, Lee. Better yet, we haven’t even applied.”

“Oh, that’s not gonna be an issue,” he says matter-of-factly, before pulling up the newspaper to read from the notice. “They say please twice, very thrice and use a bunch of exclamation marks. It’s in this kind of intersection between a bunch of small towns. They’re practically desperate for someone like us.”

“Someone who has no other commitments or passions, you mean?” You tease, odd emotional twinge in your heart at how that sentiment is now something that frees you instead of shackles you. Something that makes you smile, makes you love.

“Precisely.” Lee’s grin is huge as you glance at him sideways. “So hit the gas pedal, princess, we’re going to the town of Halloween.”

By the time you arrive in the designated town, the sun is a fat, orange pumpkin hanging low in the sky. Like any worn down area not worth its money, you find ample places to park your truck for overnight stays. Technically you read about a motel just a few blocks over, but you had grown too comfortable sleeping in seats and pickup truck beds with Lee.

You feel Lee’s foot tapping on the dashboard as you pull up and shut the engine.

“I think they’re gonna love us, baby,” he says, and you almost think his excitement is a bit just because of how giddy he was.

“I think we’re gonna make ‘em regret those exclamation marks.”

Lee laughs heartily at that, pulling you over the console between you and into his lap, now that you no longer have your driver responsibilities. He circles his arms around your waist and breathes you in sweetly, until his tune changes on a dime and he attacks your neck with kisses, pretending to bite you. You squirm in his arms as it tickles, fighting for your dignity by holding back the squeals that bubble in your throat.

“Lee! Quit practising your scare tactics on me!” you exclaim, trying to catch his lips with yours to disarm him.

“This scare you, pretty girl?” His words would almost be seductive, if it wasn’t for his chin digging into your shoulder.

You finally get a hand around his jaw, bringing his face up for a kiss. You kiss him much harder than necessary, just to make sure you’ve got him locked in a safe position. He just laughs against your lips.

“Rude,” you murmur against him, making him only laugh harder. “Don’t do this in front of the haunted house people.”

“No?” There is a teasing lift of his brow as he pulls away from you. “You don’t think that would secure us the position?”

“I don’t think even they are that desperate.”

The Haunted House itself was something straight out of a local horror legend. A crumbling, Gothic-inspired mansion with peeling paint and slanted walls. Creeping vines clung to the stone, as though even the plants themselves wanted to pull it back into the ground. You and Lee parked out front, taking in the scene with a kind of bemused wonder, both of you grinning at each other as if you had just found a buried treasure. The whole setup was covered in plastic cobwebs and had one too many cheap fog machines wheezing out mist in cloudy bursts.

“Welcome to the House of Horrors,” Lee read aloud from a bloody sign out front. “We’ve got the right place, at least.”

“Think so?”

Lee turned with a gleam in his eye to quip back at you when a man exited the building right before your eyes. He had a clip board in his hands, frazzled hair and looked like he wanted to be a thousand places at once.

Probably the right guy to ask for a job.

Before you could open your mouth to introduce yourselves, he caught eye of the two of you. He didn’t give you more than a one-second look over before asking, “Are you guys here for the scare actor positions?”

“That obvious, huh?” Lee snickered, drawing an embarrassed chuckle from the man, before extending his hand and introducing himself politely.

You did the same and learned that this was Derek, an undergraduate student with a lot on his plate right now you guys who was currently also managing the haunted house during the season.

To no one’s surprise, it didn’t take long before he agreed to let you guys on the team and brought you inside.

“So Yusra will go over the program with you two, and then you’ll just try it out for the night, and if it’s a match you’re on board until the end of October, that good?” Derek spoke a mile a minute, but it was somehow easy for you to stay on. Lee would either say one word an hour or a thousand per second, so you had grown used to it.

You and Lee both nodded, letting him take you through the different systems quickly before showing you to a costume section, where he let you “go crazy” while he ran off to do other managing tasks, probably.

"How do you think we’ll look?" Lee asked, slipping on a particularly lopsided werewolf mask over his head. His voice is muffled, his eyes wide and hopeful through the eye holes.

"Like roadkill with a complex,” you answer sweetly, and he laughs, tossing the mask down and leaning over to smear a line of fake blood across your cheek.

“C’mon, keep up. You’re the one who wanted odd jobs.”

“Looks like we’ve got ourselves a pretty nice odd job for October.”

You hold up your hands as if in surrender, but then fake out by smearing a gob of goopy red – that you found sitting open and half-dried on a table – down his nose in revenge. He wrinkles it, but his eyes stay fixed on you with that glint of mischief.

"Think we should get in character?" you ask, as you walk away from him, further down from the costume section to the get-ready stations connected to it by a dimly lit hallway.

"What do y'mean, I’ve been in character since we got here.” Lee waggles his fingers with a dramatic flair that has you stifling a snort.

Derek and Yusra gets you situated for the night, and you spend many beautifully horrific hours listening to high schoolers shriek. The two of you spend the first half of the night lurking and leaping out at the packs of screaming kids and too-cool teens that wander through. Lee's got his wild-eyed grin on – which alone is scary enough for most of the visitors, and it doesn’t take long before he’s practically out there taking bows after each jump-scare he nails.

You're breathless and happy when you finally go on break.

“If you don't calm down, people are going to think you’re an actual monster,” you say through a grin.

“People should be so lucky,” Lee drawls, leaning closer until his nose bumps against yours, eyes flickering as his voice drops to a whisper. "You think I’d make a good monster?"

"Oh, I don’t know,” you hum. "I think you’re a little soft for it.”

And before he can toss anything back at you, you grab the front of his shirt and give him a kiss, just a brush of your lips to his, like a secret held between the two of you. You feel his breath hitch before he melts into it, one hand resting on the small of your back as if to hold you steady in the dark.

He leans back, eyes glinting. “I might think so too.”

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cryinhell · 1 year ago

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so no one asked for this, but here's a post about my favorite Hazbin Hotel ships ( romantic and platonic) and what I hope they explore with them in the show.

1) Huskerdust/Angelhusk/Casino Hearts (Romantic)

Obviously, I got to start with my favorite romantic pairing in the fandom. Angel and Husk are my favorite characters in the HelluvaVerse, and both mean a lot to me. They are both old men born around the same time with a lot in common, and I know they would be close buds. From everything we have gotten in canon( fake instagrams which are not canon but in character, the fun hunicast streams, viv admitting to shipping them and allowing huskerdust into the merch, the fact that Husk was made to be Angel's bestie, and a lot of unnecessary information I know lmao, I do not doubt these two will be canon. I can't wait to see their friendship grow and all the trials and tribulations they will go through to become better for themselves and each other. And hopefully, the fun shenanigans that they do because I love me some shenanigans.

2) RadioHusk (Platonic)

Okay, so Husk's relationships with everyone interests me, but this one is probably the most after AngelHusk. It's clear these two have a past and that Alastor is comfortable enough with Husk to be incredibly annoying around him. Alastor is Husk's boss and most likely owns his soul, but there's also a strange bond between them I really want explored. I think Al loves Husk in a platonic and weird way because he's most likely his best friend, but Alastor may not be able to always express this normally. Husk is a good guy and a bit complacent, so he just deals with this shitheads nonsense and doesn't seem to fear him. Maybe there's some fucked up things between them and maybe their friendships has cons and pros. I'm not entirely sure, but I can't wait to find out

3) Angel and Vaggie (Platonic)

Okay, most of these are platonic ships, but whatever friendships are important. I love these two judgemental assholes and the way they judge people together. It truly is gay and lesbian solidarity, heh. They are gonna be the best of frienemies, and I can't wait for their relationship to be explored.

4) Voxval (Romantic)

Okay, I hate these bastards with a burning passion, but that doesn't mean their relationship does not interest me. Vox, Val, and Velvette are going to be the main villains of Hazbin Hotel, and without knowing too much about them, I'm excited. I want to know how Val and Vox are going to be as a couple. Since the instagram accounts are not canon, it is hard to tell if Val will be abusive or not. This is a possibility since the accounts seemed to be in character, but I want a different approach. I think it would be interesting for these two to genuinely love and respect each other and no one else. To see themselves as the true rightful kings of Hell and work together to destroy and belittle whoever they deem below them. It's an interesting dynamic that I prefer more than just "Val is abusive to poor baby Vox" cause Vox is also evil, and I want him to do evil shit.

5) Chaggie (Romantic)

There's not much to say about these two. I just think they are cute, and I want to see more of them.

6) The Hazbin Gang (Platonic)

And lastly, I can't wait to see how all of these fuckers get along and interact. As a group, I'm sure they will be very entertaining and I will enjoy every minute of it. Also, I am including Pentious because I know he's part of the main cast now, and I love that. Can't wait for these idiots to try and make this hotel work and hopefully grow together in the process.

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lovelykil · 11 months ago

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killua hcs for reader who is really sleepy and likes cuddling all the time (kinda like a koala lmao) like on days with no work/school they sleep for like 18 hours (yes it’s possible)

headcanons—

: ➛killua

hc; sleepy reader

note; literally me

Imagine it's a wonderful day outside, the sun has made its arrival, the grass is greener than usual, nature's lovely scent still in the air as birds soar through the blue skyline.

everyone has gotten up for the day and up to do their daily activities while YOU remain in those messy sheets. Your leg dangling off the bed, a hand on the other side, your hair all over your pillow and drool seeping out through your open mouth.

or If you aren't a messy sleeper,, your sheets hugging your fatigued body as you sleep on your side or back with your bed hair on the pillow case.

your phone has been buzzing, someone is trying to contact you but you're too inlove with slumber to respond.

but once you finally awake from your rest it's about 4 in the afternoon.. though this was usual so you didn't care but once you checked your phone...

10 missed calls from 'shithead :3' (killua)

and TONS of text messages from him aswell.

you go to finally call him back after a brief moment to collect your sleepy self.

"hey sorry I was asleep—"

"YOU IDIOT I THOUGHT YOU DIED"

he gets so concerned about how long you can stay asleep... like are okay?? lmao???

one time he actually came over to check if you were ALIVE, thank God he has a spare key 😭🙏🏾

kil doesn't really need to sleep so he's usually up and wake WAYY before you

he picks at your face, pokes your cheek, nose really just plays with your unconscious self till he gets a reaction but he usually doesn't since you are one heavy ass sleeper

he does get lonely ngl so he tries to fall back asleep or calls Gon over to do something

anywayy

most times you find yourself weary around him.. you don't know why just his presence makes you feel safe and calm so you usually crash on him, either laying your head on his shoulder or just laying your head on his lap with the blanket covering you on the couch.

sometimes you don't even do it on purpose it just happens so naturally you crash somewhere on his body and stay there for awhile.

like once you unconsciously crawled on his lap to rest, it only took a few seconds before you passed out. He's so tense every time too 😭

but he sighs, and holds you close anyway. he lowers the volume down on the TV so not to disturb you and watches the show with his arms around you.

"you comfortable?" He mumbles, wanting to come off annoyed but secretly he was enjoying this.

you muttered something that sounded like a 'yeah' even nodding your head slightly, his annoyed eyes focus back on the TV from there the hunter smiles delicately.

sometimes you'll wake up in your bed with him facing the other way in the middle of the night. He most likely carried your fatigued body to bed, it's the only logical explanation you could come up with at the moment.

not like it matters anyway, he was there and he was warmmm. You inch closer, hands reaching, and soon you hold him from behind softly though. Killua is obviously aware you have captured him and his face burns but he doesn't say anything.

you plant tired kisses to the back of his neck which had his heart RACIN

but soon you close your eyes yet again , whispering..

"...night kil.."

his response was delayed but he delivered it nonetheless, flustered-ly like.

"..night." He hovers his hand over yours which was on his waist and he keeps it there for the night.

here's a silly one

killua DEFINITELY at some point has drawn on your face while you have been asleep

he was bored and you were in his sight 😈

prob has drawn a penis.. maybe a cat or two..

but most importantly has a drawn a mustache.

he's such an ass but it's okay cs it's killua 🎀❤️

#𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮𝙠𝙞𝙡⋆ ★#real cause i said so also me fr #killua #killua x reader #hxh x reader #hunter x hunter #:33

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crimeronan · 2 months ago

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Darius is so fucking funny in that fic, PLEASE. I am OBSESSED with Hunter being like, "Hey, can you fuck off and die? I'm nine years old," and Darius trying not to lose his shit over it. 10/10 no notes. I can DEFINITELY see how Hunter ended up so much more ornery in this AU than he is in the canon.

LMAO. i'm so glad you guys are enjoying the darius content. he's a shithead but he is, like, trying. in the most aggrieved and put-upon way possible.

also i would like people who haven't read it yet to know that this is like. barely paraphrasing:

there's a LOT packed in here about everything that caused hunter to become the way he is ten years down the line.... most of it is Deeply Tragique, but. him being such a bitch simply because darius is a bitch & hunter likes him so much.... Eternally Hilarious. i do love it forever. thank you.

#replies #my writing #hunter toh #darius deamonne #dadrius #princess luz au #toh

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evelynpr · 5 months ago

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bakugou for the character ask game?

Truly the teenage boy, shonen deuteragonist, love interest coded, gay asshole, of all time.

My first impression - Woah I did not understand why people were so into this guy. Like I get it, he's a flawed and loud pretty boy, he gets character development, and probably gay, but seriously him??? His mouth is so fucking foul and he is so up his ass. - I was meh with this character, enjoyed him in fan content, but just did not get why people were sooo into this guy.

My impression now - I cried in "Light Fades To Rain". Twice. - My god his growth...his will, his persistence, and by god his love for Izuku is so ridiculous and powerful I just cannot help but admire the little shithead. - He is also a lot more to me than I expected, with the whole "foul mouth shit", "high expectations bullshit", "violent urges", and "dedicating your whole life and love to someone you love and admire" and that...that makes me feel quite conflicted.

Favorite thing about that character - The thing about Bakugou is that...you just cannot help but wish you had the same kind of persistence, strength, will, and power that he does. I love how all this is initially so shallow and selfish, then grows to wanting to be a better and truer hero. He really learns and changes and is just an unstoppable force of nature, it's genuinely incredible and beautiful to watch.

Least favorite thing - I wished that the overall writing did go harder in making him stop bad-mouthing people and...everything so much. You can tell he did grow to respect and care for people around him more, but by gods he is sooo bad at communicating his feelings right now. (tbf, he is so fucking young and traumatized) - Also, really please stop hitting people. I get a knee-jerk reaction to that kind of physical violence sometimes ngl.

Favorite line/scene - There are so many. I already mentioned his death in "Light Fades to Rain" so I'll mention a different one - Team Bakugou in Class A vs B was so goddamn good, for being a monumental milestone of his character. How much he trusted his teammates and put himself in danger to save others, winning in the end. No injuries, no failures, truly a perfect beautiful victory. How he also pushes Deku to keep getting better afterwards in his usual constipated-ass language too. Man I just love that battle to death.

Favorite interaction that character has with another - (me pulling out scenes that aren't bkdk centered here hahaha) - I fucking LOVED the Bakugou vs Ochako fight. It made me love Ochako so so much as a kid. I really wished we had a follow-up to that battle, and it genuinely changed my life. - I love how it really shows just how focused and rational he is in battle. How he truly respects his opponents, Ochako in this case, and the sports festival really establishes so much about him.

A character that I wish that character would interact with more - Speaking of which...OCHAKO VS BAKUGO 2 COME ONNNN - There is SO MUCH these two need to talk about. How to save people, who they want to save, who saved them, never underestimating each other, how they changed and grew. I just love these two characters to bits, that's why I need them to FIGHT AND TALK SO BADDDD - Additional: Also Toga (see my post on Toga right before this one lmao), Shoto (because I still don't really get their friendship but its hilarious, and I love Shoto)

Another character from another fandom that reminds me of that character - I legit cannot think of anything here...like for Toga...I am so sorry my brain is blanking T__T - It's hard to be a massive anger-issue filled, victory-focused, die for their lover (twice), amazing chef, all at once, kinda guy...you know?

A headcanon about that character - I am a believer in trans!fem Bakugo in the future. He's so ridiculously angry for some reason, voice always cracking, and just on-edge for some reason. Idk I just think its hilarious and satisfying if he transed his gender in the future and became happier and more comfortable.

A song that reminds of that character - I also have a Bkdk playlist in the making! Here's some bkg focused songs in character development order: - Boys will be Bugs, President Perfect, Top of my School, Oh No!, I'm Gonna Win, The Last of the Real Ones, Skyfall, Die For You, Set Fire to the Rain

An unpopular opinion about that character - Like Toga, he actually isn't possessive. I think he quite well understands and accepts that Izuku is a very loving person that many people are easily drawn to (I mean, he'd be a hypocrite if he didn't understand that). - He is protective instead of possessive. He keeps an eye out for anything and anyone who could possibly actually hurt Izuku, but he doesn't hold him back at all in hanging around with others, and when other people fall for Izuku either. - He is actually quite skinny, and doesn't have the big thick buff guy build. Those go to Izuku and Iida more imo.

Favorite picture - I never really thought of this much??? I love art of him being softer, more solemn, quiet and contemplative even. I guess I'll go pick out some favs right now...

Here they are! Hope you enjoy the post lmao

#im gonna throw him across the fucking room #until all his tears and feelings spill out #i swear to the goddamn gods i am so sick of this guy (affectionate)#get OVER yourself holy SHIT #he is so much like me too its fucking embarrassing ughhhh #katsuki get it together. go get your man. just say you love him already oh my fucking god #just say you love your friends and your family and all might and everything #you have so so much love and admiration and respect for people #plsplspls just let it spill aaaaaaaaaaa my fucking blorbo baby bitchass boy #evelynpr bnha #evelynprask #bnha #mha #my hero academia #bakugou katsuki #bkdk #bakudeku #i cant go on talking abt this guy #without talking abt the man the love and everything of his life cant I #*sigh* its not my fault theyre obsessed with each other you know

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inoreuct · 1 year ago

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hiii!

if youre willing could you please do (more) headcannons of (were)tiger!zoro x sanji?

or (were)tiger!zoro in general with the crew

HIIIIII YES YES ABSOLUTELY

he’s definitely very protective. if there’s one thing that can rival his tenacity for his dream, it’s his love for his crew. he knows that they can handle themselves but once the danger has passed he has to stand on his own metaphorical tail so that he doesn’t usher them all back to the ship and look them over one by one

even when he’s not a tiger he’s still vaguely cat-ish; he bristles when he feels threatened and yawns to casually put his canines on show as a subtle don’t-fuck-with-me. he just has a vaguely feline countenance to him. it’s in the way that he slinks when he walks, the head tilts when he’s focused or trying to intimidate, the way he tries to act uninterested but perks up when he’s excited 🤌🏼🤌🏼

(sanji finds it awfully endearing. he’d never admit it, though.)

the crew probably tries to keep the fact that he can shift under wraps, considering how many people would pay a pretty penny for his pelt (not that they’d succeed, but. still). HOWEVER. he’s a force to be reckoned with as a person, but if he gets mad enough even while around enemies/strangers he’ll just shift anyway and start ripping people apart with his teeth lmao, especially if his nakama need backup. the eyewitness accounts saying they saw a massive green tiger bounding across the battlefield with a sword in its mouth all sound crazy anyway 😭

i think he licks people just to fuck with them, but also to satisfy a grooming instinct. sanji definitely gets the brunt of it, since they share a bed more often than not; he’s woken up too many times to count with zoro nuzzling at his hair, or callused hands smoothing his bedhead back into place. when they’re arguing zoro will pop into tiger form and lick the hell out of sanji’s hair just to make the cook screech, but if he can tell that it’s not one of sanji’s good days he’ll cut it out because he’s a shithead, but not an asshole. come on.

DEFINITELY shifts when he’s getting yelled at. sanji or nami nagging at him? he turns into a giant tiger and flops down onto the floor to nap. sometimes he puts his paws over his ears for emphasis.

when they’re sailing through colder areas, he just watches indifferently as everybody else shivers and complains because he runs BLOODY hot and it doesn’t affect him at all. but then after dinner he shifts into his tiger form and pads around in a circle before laying down and blinks at them like …well? and they’re all scrambling curl up against him. he snaps at luffy’s fingers when luffy tries to pet his head, but luffy just goes “oop, sorry :p” and goes to sleep and, well. zoro supposes it isn’t all bad.

(he is so used to being the one pinning others down that the weight of his crew is an entirely new experience. he likes it more than he expects.)

speaking of touching. he only really welcomes sanji getting touchy-feely in his tiger form. he tolerates the occasional scratch behind the ear from luffy, because it’s luffy, but his captain knows he doesn’t really like his fur touched beyond that. enter stage right: sanji, who had the audacity to start petting zoro’s head absentmindedly while reading one of his french romance novels and using zoro as a backrest.

zoro had been purring before he even realised. then sanji had realised, and they’d both freaked out, and then zoro had scrambled up to the crow’s nest to figure out what the hell was going on. this whole incident was perhaps his biggest personal indicator that he liked sanji as more than just nakama; funny, because he hadn’t thought he’d like sanji very much at all, period.

he started paying more attention to how much he was willing to make exceptions for the cook, and sanji finally got the hint after weeks of zoro butting his head into his palm. it went something like:

sanji, scratching beneath zoro’s chin: nami, what do you mean he likes me? i do hope that he likes all of us, considering he’s— nami, about to jump overboard: you idiot. you fucking idiot. sanji, leaning against zoro’s side leisurely: nami what do you MEAN nami: HE CAUGHT YOU FISH. *pointing at the huge net full of tuna* sanji, zoro draped across his shoulders like a shawl: HE’S FEEDING THE CREW! nami, at her limit, eye twitching, so close to ripping her hair out: HE’S FEEDING YOU

mind you, throughout all of this zoro’s being absolutely useless and just sitting there incredibly amused. he hadn’t minded waiting for sanji to come around on his own, and that in itself was a sign that he’d been gone from the beginning.

sanji is the only one zoro has EVER rolled onto his back around. his belly is the most vulnerable spot on his entire body; sanji knows what a privilege it is. it’s essentially zoro’s version of puppy dog eyes.

i think he had plenty of run-ins with hunters when he was younger. his pelt is thick and vibrant and highly sought-after, and a few close shaves had left him with scars and major wariness of people in general. he used to hide the fact that he was a weretiger at all cost but now… well, now protecting his crew’s more important. s’not like they’d let anything get to him, anyway.

i see him as a wahnsien tiger, with black stripes and fur in various shades of green; he’s big, heavy too. the first time he woke up with sanji squashed beneath him he panicked a little inside but the cook was fine. his eyes are gold in his tiger form, luminous like all cats’ are, and hella unsettling.

which is interesting, because i like to think that after so many years he’s picked up a few tricks and now? he can sort of half-shift. lengthen his fangs or claws with a neat snk or make his eyes phase burning gold when he wants to scare someone; it’s a brilliant intimidation tactic but it takes a lot of concentration, so he only ever does it on home turf where they have enough territorial advantage for him to feel safe doing it.

wow okay this got LONG. i’m sure i’ll think of more but that’s all i have for now! THANK YOU FOR THE ASK ANON 🫶🏼

part 1 | part 3

#zoro #roronoa zoro #one piece zoro #zosan #zoro x sanji #one piece sanji #one piece #straw hat pirates #monkey d. luffy #nami #ask box #ino’s ask box #weretiger zoro au

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