#sanji solo

[fanaticsnail]

"Someone. Someone Help Me."

Word Count: 531 - Sanji Pollen Drabble

Masterlist here, Pollen Masterlist here

@gingernut1314 tagged me a while ago to release a snippet of writing for WIP Wednesday. Only issue is, when I get writing: I can't bring myself to stop until it's completed. Like a shark with blood in the water, a cat being coaxed with a piece of smoked salmon, or more like a Snail with the temptation of a crispy slice of lettuce. So, I present this drabble as my small gift to you, dear. This is a small snippet of a collab piece @sordidmusings and I dreamed up a few nights ago - This portion of it being solely Sanji. The larger plot may include this portion as a break away from the main pairing to be disclosed later.

Warnings: Pollen!Sanji, MDNI, Sanji has inhaled pollen, Sanji can't relieve himself, Edging, Crying, Whimpering, Begging, rutting, Solo!Sanji.

Minors, this is not meant for you.

Part 2 Here.

Within the vacant halls of the quiet ship, Sanji was struggling to deal with a foreign issue he had found for himself. He only breathed in a small amount of the dust falling from the soft, white and yellow leaves: rendering himself completely in shock and desperation

He was clutching at himself, fisting his cock hard and fast with a sense of panic falling from him in waves. Although he had reached the peak of climax three times, he was unable to spill himself over the edge. For the first time in his life, Sanji was unable to pleasure himself to the point of spilling his hot cum over his thumb and into an awaiting, silken paper tissue. 

Oils, moisturizer - he even spat on himself - nothing was working. His spit even seemed to make his situation more dire, the taint of white and yellow pollen on his saliva making the veins on the underside of his cock fill even more with desire and pulsating blood. His shined, red, glistening tip of his cock was leaking with pearls of translucent pre-cum as he continued to pump himself desperately. 

He had tried so many positions: rutting into his palm down onto the mattress below him with the rough snap of his hips, sitting on the edge of his bed and pulling at only the tip, falling onto his knees on the wooden floorboards below him, lying on his back and feeling the coolness of the floor sooth his burning skin while he used one hand to circle the girth of his cock and the other squeezing the exposed tip.

Nothing, absolutely nothing, was working. He needed more. Something more that he couldn’t provide for himself. He climbed back onto the mattress and lied on his back, starting up the pace once more to drag his way towards the finish line again. 

Gasps, moans, groans and cries were not silenced, even with him clapping his unused hand over his mouth as he desperately brought himself to the edge of another orgasm; yet having it fall away as he continued to chase it harder with his hand. 

Sweat pooling at his temple, his jaw clamped like a vice, and his eyes clenched tightly shut as hot tears trickled down his cheeks. 

Whimpers, groans, hisses and stuttering breaths propelling him on to keep beating himself within his closed fist. Trickling out of the corners of his eyes, he began to desperately sob harder. He was being held hostage by his inability to climax, his tears falling freely from his eyes. His lips opened wide to reveal stringy and desperate dribbles of spit over his lips and into his palm, his eyes glazed and pupils blown. 

"S-Someone. Someone h-help me" he cried, his heart beating desperately hard against his ribcage. His sniffles, sobs and whimpers alerted none to his current predicament; the remainder of the crew pursuing their own interests away from the kitchen and crew quarters.

“P-Please,” he whimpered, his hot tears of frustration falling to join the drips of sweat pouring from his hairline, down his temple and onto the soft pillowcase below him, “Please. I’m begging. P-Please, I-I can’t do this anymore.”

[stararonia]

I would like to request the Monster Trio’s and/or Jin-Woo’s reactions to f!reader getting hit on by another guy! Perhaps integrate Jin-Woo into the One Piece world too?

I decided to include Jin-Woo (: he ate a devil fruit similar to Moira’s.

BACK UP & WATCH OUT

– sfwish

“Aye baby, what are you doing here?” A man asked you as you sat at the bar.

“Waiting for someone.” You answered firmly. “And you’re definitely not him.”

“Don’t be like that, babe,” he replied, sitting on the wooden barstool next to you. He scooted closer and looked at you curiously, gaging to see how far he could push you.

“You shouldn’t-” you started, scooting away.

“Pretty girls like you don’t last long in places like this.” He whispered, putting a hand on your thigh. “Let me pay for your drink and-”

“And what?” Zoro asked, resting his hand on the hilt of his swords.

The man looked up and frowned. “Why if it isn’t the famous Roronoa Zoro. Are you here for this vixen?” He asked. “Sorry but she’s going home with me.”

“No she’s not.” Zoro easily grabbed the man by his collar. The customers at the bar left the fray alone, not wanting to be Zoro’s next prey. “Leave her alone and get the hell out.”

Shaking from fear, he nodded his head and dashed out of the bar, not looking back. Zoro sighed and sat next to you.

“Sorry I’m late, I got lost.”

“-and that is no way to treat a lady.” Sanji exclaimed, his tone firm and unforgiving. “Despicable behavior.”

“Jealous?” The man asked, putting his hand over yours. You instantly pulled away, frowning from his sudden form of affection.

“Can you not!”’ you started.

Sanji’s face was red with fury. “She’s not interested.”

“Oh she definitely will be after I-”

Sanji lit a cigarette and pushed the man’s chest with his foot. When he was on the floor he scrambled backwards, hoping the space between them would be enough for the cook to leave him alone.

“Talk to her again and I’ll kick your face next time.” The blond threatened, looming over him. He puffed a sliver of smoke from his mouth and motioned for the brute to leave. The man nodded and scurried away. “Ah, yn-swan!” He turned to you, his voice sweet and caring, “let’s leave! I’ll make you something on the ship!”

Before he could finish his sentence, you saw Luffy’s long rubber fist punch the man off the stool and crash into a few more tables and chairs, making customers around him scatter.

“Hey!” Luffy exclaimed happily, running up to sit next to you. “Sorry I had to knock that guy out. There were no open chairs near you except his!”

You laughed, knowing that Luffy clearly didn’t know the situation you were in before he arrived.

“It’s a good thing you knocked him out,” you replied, seeing the man passed out on the floor. “He wasn’t good company anyway.”

A dark, shadowy hand slowly rose from the floor where he sat at, the dark aura not phasing your unwelcomed guest because he was focused on you. You easily noticed the purple hues, for you were used to them. Jin-Woo toyed with people, especially when he was bored.

“…so what do you say?” The man asked, not feeling the eerie presence around him.

“Not interested.” You answered calmly, taking a sip from your drink. “I’m still waiting for someone.”

“Yes, she is.” Jin-Woo said in a dark tone as his full body emerged from the shadows behind the man.

“Now who the hell are you?” He spat as he turned around.

“Someone who you don’t deserve to speak to.” The man didn’t even have to say anything else before he stormed out of the bar.

“Damn you didn’t have to scare him like that.” You smirked as the necromancer sat next to you.

Jin-Woo closed his eyes. “He was a waste of my time and yours. Now. What did you want to talk about.”

[akimao]

"You almost died, again!"

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PRINT

[cyborgyafranky]

so i did a thing :)

[andrem3g]

aún no supero lo que paso entre estos dos en Thriller bark

solo digan que se aman maldita sea

[artificialflav]

A One piece Soul Eater au where Zoro is a meister and Sanji is a weapon…and Sanji’s weapon form is a badass katana lol

[mintaii]

wip...........

[papriikau]

bloody mess.

sanji x fem!reader

Straw hat cook and resist the babe tanning in the galley.

warning: erm, he masterbates

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The Merry is docked and the crew is out enjoying the island while Sanji remains aboard, meal prepping for the week. He enjoys the silence; helps him work better. Usually he’d be just fine on his own, but today he isn’t alone on the ship. Today is a nice day, it’s warm and the sun is shining, and you are taking full advantage of it. Rather than laying on the beach, you’ve decided to tan on a lawn chair in the galley. Sanji noticed you strip down into a bathing suit through the small window and he nearly cut his finger off.

Sanji can’t help but admire you out there, your ass out on display and the way your tits pool over the side of your bathing suit and onto the chair. He would do just about anything to you out there with lotions and oils for the excuse to feel you up and get you nice and smooth for him.

He manages to choke down his burning desire and get back to work. Sanji decides to make you a little fruity cocktail, something he knows you’ll like. Little slices of lemon and orange, and even a hunk of pineapple mixed into a gradient of red and orange.

“Enjoying yourself my sweet?” You lift your head to look up at him. You smile that gorgeous smile of yours and sit up. He chokes back his desires and forces his eyes to remain on your face and not all over your body, and your smooth smooth skin, breasts pressed together and on display, almost as if they were just for him, your hips framed by the strings on your bikini, fuck. 

“Sun’s nice, you should spend more time outside,” You remark.

“Well I’ve come to offer a nice cold drink for a beautiful woman?” 

“Well thank you very much Sanji” You reach out and take the drink from him, lick your lips before wrapping them around the straw. 

Sanji can barely keep it together. His mind wanders, wondering what your mouth might feel like around his cock. He feels his pants tighten and blood threatens to spill from his nose.

“Hope you enjoy my sweets!” He rushes off, leaving you just ever so confused on the beach chair. He slams the kitchen door and moves his hand from his face, seeing that familiar red blood drip down his hand. “fuck,” he mutters to himself. His pants feel tight and he runs his hand through his hair. He peers out the window, seeing you on your back now, gently sipping on the drink he had prepared. He composes himself, grabbing a napkin for his nose before returning to the counter. 

He adjusts his pants, hoping to just get over this hiccup but he can’t fight his own desires, palming his erection. He looks back out the window and contemplates his options. The crew isn’t going to be back for a couple more hours, and there’s no way he will be able to keep working in this condition. He washes his hands before his fingers shakily grip onto his belt. He pulls at the buckle and slides his hand into his pants. He chokes down his shames, letting out a shaky breath as he grips onto his erection. The thumbs the tip and feels the precum that he had already made for you.

This is so wrong, his hand moves up his length slowly awkwardly starting to pump his cock, looking out the window, staring at the glorious view of your breast laid out, the only thing in the way is the thin material of your revealing bikini top.

He bites his lip, picturing you in every way imaginable. First he would start on the beach chair with you, oiling you up and massaging your whole body, stripping you naked, wanting to feel the inside of you with his fingers. 

fuck, this is so very very wrong.

He pulls his boxers off and pulls himself out of his pants, having better access to his own cock. He picks up his own speed, picturing your mouth, what you would look like bend over the counter, the feeling of his fingers digging into your hips, the sounds you’d make when he rammed his cock inside of you. The feeling of his cock inside of you.

He picks up his pace, not caring about the blood that drips down his face. He wishes the metallic taste in his mouth was the taste of your pussy instead. He doesn’t care when the blood drips down his face, and he doesn't stop when he feels the warm drops get mixed in the mess of his hand and cock. 

“Fuck” he bites back a moan, seeing the mess of blood and precum getting mixed around. He’s awful, he’s horrible. He lets the blood mix, not caring about being sloppy, wanting to be as gross as he feels. 

He uses his other hand to wipe away the blood on his nose, only smudging it on his face. Blood and sweat drip down his balls, staining his pants and boxers. His hand pumps and pulls at his cock, chasing his high, needing to feel something, anything. He grips the counter, leaving a bloody mess on his face and now the counter. 

He watches you through the window as the knot in his stomach bursts, she shuts his eyes and bites his lip hard enough he’s worried be made himself bleed, not that he would be able to tell anyways. He cums, staining the side of the counter with his shame. He feels his bottom lip quiver as he tucks himself back in his pants. He washes his hands and the counter, running a hand through his hair. Next stop is the bathroom; he needs to shower after what he just did. 

He defiled your image just to feel the high of an orgasm. 

God, I’m fucking disgusting.

[everth1ne]

PFP

Artist

[foxnikki]

I had to try this with someone...

[hauntingblue]

chopper has become catholic

[tournamentpollsinc]

Happy Man-Whore Monday!

Let the Slutty Man Showdown Begin!

[blacklegsanjiii]

Just got out of my therapy appointment and she asked me if I thought I had room to exist and I said no and she asked if I deserved room to exist and I paused she bowled over and said I do and that I've conceded so much around me to people pleasing and being useful that push back, even if safe, was deemed 'unreasonable' in my head because of how much of myself I've given up.

SO ANYWAY ABOUT SANJI WHO SUFFERS THE SAME THINGS-

[altarfates]

I had no intention to come back for one piece but here we are.

[moonmaiden1996]

Life has been really hectic, but it it beginning to settle down, so I have time to write.

I will be continuing Taming of the Beast with a few of my other stories.

But the biggest news is...

Requests are open!

I can cover

House of the Dragon

Baulders Gate

Black Butler

One Piece

Sandman

Slow Horses

Kakuriyo: Bed & Breakfast for Spirits

Demon Slayer

Apothecary Diaries

Solo Leveling

Kaos

Ways of the Househusband

Mr Villian Day Off

As you can tell, my interests are diverse and varied, so if you are interested in something specific, please message.

I love writing smut and small fluffy pieces, so drop me a message 💕

[beanghostprincess]

Remember that ASL + Uta Band AU I made not long ago? Yeah? Well, here you have a really short playlist about it (Yes, their band is obviously called Drums of Liberation. What did you all expect?)

I am making playlists for the other bands I have in mind because I got too into this AU. I'm not sure if I'll ever write something about this, but damn I have so many ideas already... You'll see... I even have a Google doc with it. And I finally finished making the story about how these four ended up making a band and everything!!

Btw, check out the amazing fanart @elsdreamworld made for this AU that I used for the cover of the playlist.