I DID A LAWZO for @ayuventi.bsky.social
archiveofourown.org/works/81199071
Please enjoy. I may be convinced to do more of these. #inuwrites
Happy Halloween! I finished my mermaid AU Doflamingo/Sanji/Corazon fic to be found at the link below~ Please mind the tags, I hope you have a spooky night!
archiveofourown.org/works/73480526
#inuwrites
The aquarium wasn't open yet, so the halls were quiet aside from their footsteps. As they approached the enclosure, Violet paused. "I think there's something living in that tank," she said softly. "There shouldn't be- if there was, I don't know what it's been eating, or-" "No, you don't… you'll see. Frankly, I think it's why Bellamy left, he complained about hearing something in the water. Sometimes I would… you know, get this urge? To swim down into the darkest corner of the tank. But I know if I did that I would never come back up," "I'll keep you safe," Sanji assured Violet, instinctually.
I missed #wipwednesday due to The Horrors but here’s a snippet on what I’m working on right now… what could possibly be lurking in the waters 👀 #inuwrites
Chapter Two of Ain't No Fairytale is UP
archiveofourown.org/works/663510...
Enjoy soft times, a very large tub, the evils of scheduling conflicts, and cake! #inuwrites
Happy #DofSanDay2025 ! Please enjoy my short n sweet offering
archiveofourown.org/works/71805826
#dofsan #inuwrites
mermaid thing. They only had room to dance in an enclosure called The Birdcage, the biggest and oldest tank in the aquarium, called such for it's domed top and paneling that resembled a fancy birdcage. It had some rocks in it for a semi aquatic creature to sun itself on, although Sanji was positive nothing currently lived in that enclosure. In fact, for as long as he'd worked at the aquarium, there had never been something living in that enclosure. That's probably why it was used for the mermaid act- no animals to disturb, and the enclosure was set up so that guests could see underwater, to a degree. The deepest, farthest corner of the enclosure was obscured and dark- probably cold too. Warming such a tank must cost a fortune.
Happy #wipwednesday have another slice of the DofSanCora I’m cooking. There’s nothing lurking in the far corner of that enclosure Sanji, trust😌 #inuwrites
"Sure," Violet was watching Sanji with a curious eye, Sanji could feel it, but on his pride as a marine biologist, if he had to dress up as a mermaid and dance underwater for the masses, he was gonna look accurate.
The DofSanCora is flowing… leading to the funniest line I’ve written so far #inuwrites
The tail around his ankle squeezed, running a delicate line up Sanji's calf under his pants leg, scales rasping gently against his ankle bone in a way that made Sanji shudder and gasp quietly
An extra snackie for the ankle enthusiasts #inuwrites
"No," Sanji said softly. "But I agreed to it, I agreed to take Reiju's place!" "Why?" Crocodile asked. "She's my sister!" Sanji said, as if that would explain everything. "And… it was the first time Father called me useful," Crocodile looked at Sanji for a long, hard minute, and then exhaled slowly, smoke filling the room for a moment. There was a rumble coming from deep in his chest and he could not hide it. He could scent fear from Sanji and took deep breaths to make his rage simmer. It wasn't useful right now. He curled his arm around Sanji and laid back down, pulling the little prince with him. Sanji yelped. Crocodile exhaled again, this time without smoke or rage, just annoyance.
More CrocSan fun times for #wipwednesday! Judge better watch out… he’s gonna get eaten… #inuwrites
"You were given to me as tribute, what I do with you is up to me," Crocodile said lazily. "I'm not eating you," "Wh-why not?" His mate almost sounded offended. "Human flesh does not appeal to me," Crocodile said. His mate blinked, and laughed harshly. "It would be my luck to be fed to a dragon who is a picky eater," he shook his head, hugging himself and heaving a sigh. "My father doesn't want me, my brothers don't want me, my country doesn't want me, the damn dragon doesn't want me-" "I never said I didn't want you," Crocodile cut his mate off. "Just that I don't want to eat you,"
It’s #wipwednesday ! A snippet of my high fantasy CrocSan… Sanji is going Through It (as Per Inu tradition) #inuwrites
into the ground. He liked the worshipful way Sanji looked at him, eyes gliding over his features like they were fine art, hands touching him gently and reverently. Dracule finished sharpening his blade, cleaning it off and putting it away with careful reverence. It was too soon. Dracule was a man of habit and pattern. Everything happened in order, at his pace, by his word. So the thoughts (I should call Sanji)that burbled in the back of his mind were unusual and troublesome. As a rule, Dracule didn't call back so quickly. As a rule, Dracule didn't get attached. That's why Iva introduced him to Sanji, after all. ("I know you won't go breaking little Candy Boy's heart,")
A little MiSan for #wipwednesday …. Just when you think you’re immune, you fall for a blond man. RIP. #inuwrites
Sanji was not going to start an international incident over brussel sprouts. He repeated this mantra in his head, taking deep breaths
He’s going through it, I’m afraid #inuwrites
“Sanji Blackleg,” the king murmured slow like he was tasting it. “Come and feed me,” “That’s what I’m doing isn’t it?” Sanji replied quickly, hoping, praying, that his king was joking. The smile on the king’s face widened, incisors sharp and predatory. Hungry, and not necessarily for Sanji’s tarts. “No, no, I don’t feel like getting out of bed you see. Or using my hands,” the king explained. Indignation boiled in Sanji’s gut, fueled by the self satisfied smirk of the king before him. Bastard. Sanji wanted to filet him, serve his bloody carcass to pigs. Sanji wanted to know what his lips tasted like. Sanji wanted to be back at the Baratie, sneaking cigarettes and dirty magazines under Zeff’s nose.
A little Dfsn #wipwednesday from Culinary Miracles! #inuwrites
Happy day 7 of #dofsanweek2025! Prompt: Free Day
🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/68191846
This is the A/B/O fic I’ve been working on for a while and I’m so excited to share it! Please enjoy! #dofsan #inuwrites
. It was then, up to his elbows in octopus gunk, that Sanji’s hunk of a boss decided to enter the room. Rosinante Donquixote was an unfairly handsome man, and Sanji hated him. Ok not really, Rosi actually made Sanji feel all gooey inside, like some underbaked brownies, and he hated that feeling. It made him feel helpless, spineless, formless. Rosinante himself was fine- mostly stern, but softening at certain things and even smiling something huge and breathtaking that took up his whole face. He was a grade A klutz though, walking around on gangly legs like he wasn’t used to how they work, fumbling his lighter so that Sanji had to huff and reach up and light his smokes for him when their smile breaks aligned. Simply a real disaster of a man.
Happy #wipwednesday I’m cooking up a brand new disaster… #inuwrites
For day 3/4 of #dofsanweek2025 I offer you this vampire AU, alternately called Sanji’s very bad no good extremely fucked up day
🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/67994176
#dofsanweek #dofsan #inuwrites
Happy day two of #dofsanweek
Enjoy!
🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/67929796
#dofsanweek2025 #inuwrites
Are you trying to look up my skirt?” Sanji asked abruptly. “I’m not trying, I’m succeeding,” Doflamingo replied.
Menaces, the whole lot of em #inuwrites