Ellie-chwaan

 CAUTION: BOY X BOY. NO READ IF U NO LIEK! Also, Confusing Japanese humour. I added some translation for less confusion. Zoro was working out in the Crow’s Nest. Keeping a steady rhythm, he pumped his arms up and down as he swung the weights over his head, then down to his eye level. Ninety-six. Ninety-seven. Ninety-eight. Ninety-nine. One hundred. “Oi, Marimo.” Zoro heard the shit-cook call. One hundred-and-one. “Nandayo, cook?” Zoro kept pumping his arms up, then down. “Whaddya want for lunch?” Sanji asked. “Eh? Since when do you ask me?” Zoro asked. One hundred-and-two. “Figu

There was nothing special about today; it was an average day with the usual things happening, no one was acting differently than yesterday and that is the way Zoro wanted it to be. Zoro hated today more than any other day of the year even more than Valentine's Day but of course he acted like today was nothing special either. He didn't want everyone to make a big deal about today, he didn't want a surprise party with cake or presents and that's exactly why he didn't tell anyone of his friends what today was. That today was his birthday. He was planning on eating, drinking and sleeping today; no party games for him, he was too old for those. '

Sanji loved Christmas, next to Valentine's Day it was his favourite holiday. He loved cooking for the people he cared about; his nakama, giving gifts to the two lovely ladies and hearing all of the compliments from his friends. 'Alright, I finished getting tomorrow's meal ready, now all I have to do is wrap the girls' presents!' He smiled brightly to himself. 'I got Robin-chan a book that she has been wanting for a long time and Nami-san a beautiful bracelet!' Although he didn't get any presents for the boys, he figured the food would make them happy enough. 'Then again...I'm sure Luffy will complain...' He laughed but the Galley door was op

The noises came to Usopp's sharp ears as he was passing the galley, on a quest for the board games stashed in the men's quarters. Frowning, he pressed his ear to the door. The sharpshooter jerked back hastily; a flush springing to his cheeks that could have rivaled Luffy's shirt. He could think of only one thing that would result in those sorts of sounds, but… Sanji and Zoro? Usopp leaned back towards the closed door. Just to be sure. A series of grunts broke the silence. "Oi, Zoro." Sanji's breathless voice whispered. "Push... harder." "I'm trying." Several moments passed, punctuated only by the sound of heavy breathing. "Maybe if you...

Sanji had just gotten all of the little bowls arranged perfectly on the dessert tray when a green-haired swordsman invaded the sanctum of his dinner preparations. "What're you doing, shitty-cook?" Floorboards creaked as Zoro wandered over for a closer look. "I'm trying to do something productive, unlike certain people." Returning containers of nuts and sprinkles to the cabinet above and closing the door, a swift movement caught his eye and he lashed out with a foot. The swordsman ducked as the small, red prize disappeared into his mouth. "Oi, marimo-head, those are toppings for tonight's sundaes, not fucking snacks," he hissed. The swords

Old and New Sanji was standing outside and leaning against the railing, taking a smoke break. The day had been busy and long, and he was tired. He thought back to his time with Zeff, and what his life was like on the Baratie. It was interesting, but not nearly as rambunctious as life on Merry, and now on the Sunny. Sure, there’d be fights breaking out, and he’d get to kick some pirate or marine ass, but it wasn’t the same. It was hectic, all of the hustle and bustle of a floating restaurant leaving little to no time for goofing off. He’d catered to a large crowd, and couldn’t spare the time for individuals. There wou

TITLE: A Brief Look into the Animal World RATING: PG-13 WORDS: 1,478 PAIRINGS: Tiger!Zoro / Fox!Sanji SUMMERY: Even as a Fox Sanji fails. WARNINGS: I don’t think so. NOTES: My contribution to the Tiger!Zoro and Fox!Sanji craze, and an attempt at smashing writers block. And I can’t believe I actually did research for this! He sighed. A heavy, pained, pitiful sigh- and continued to chop up the strawberries. The lady’s mid afternoon snack was late; the fact was weighing down his mind and forcing his hands to move faster- even as his thoughts wandered to the latest disaster to befall his life. And really…they should