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writer. 33. summerofspock on ao3 and tumblr but you can call me summer. Somewhat multifandom. Current One Piece obsession. Banner from @vidrith.bsky.social

Screenshot of text: The scope of Zoro’s powers is a curious thing. He’s certain the rest of the crew will want to know if they met back up. When they meet back up. Zoro's eye pins him, heavy gold unbearable in its weight. “It’s usually a choice. And I didn't choose this. I wouldn’t even if I could.” That hurts a little for reasons Sanji doesn’t quite understand. Zoro’s tone as always is brusque, a little rude, but the contents weren't that bad. Fuck, Sanji needs to toughen up. Sanji swallows hard. He reaches for the water he warmed over the fire and takes a sip. “So you’ve seen all the—” “Sex dreams?” Zoro replies, arching his scarred eyebrow. Sanji’s face starts to heat. “They’re not…not really sex dreams.” “I’m pretty sure you tried to suck my dick, curly,” Zoro tells him and Sanji briefly wishes that the firepit would collapse and engulf the whole hut in flames so he could back out of this conversation. But he started it so he will finish it.
Title: penumbra Author: summerofspock Fandom: one piece Pairing: zoro/sanji Rating: E Status: not complete M/M Creator chose not to use archive warnings Tags: canon divergence, wano arc, original devil fruit, sharing a body, enemies to lovers, grief/mourning, character death, angst, reincarnation Summary: After finally being freed from the secrets he'd carried for so long, all Sanji wants is to return to the chaotic normalcy of life with the Straw Hats. A trip to the northern reaches of Wano and an unfortunate run in with a man made of shadows ruins that by giving Sanji a new, more irritating inner demon. Word count: 57,424 Chapters: 10/19
Screenshot from ao3 Title penumbra Author summerofspock Rating e Status unfinished Author chose not to use archive warnings Tags.: zoro/sanji, wano arc, alternate universe canon divergence, an original devil fruit, enemies to lovers, sharing a body Summary: after finally being freed from the secrets he'd carried for so long, all Sanji wants is to return to the chaotic normalcy of life with the straw hats. A trip to the northern reaches of Wano and an unfortunate running with a man made of shadows ruins that by giving sanji, a new, more irritating, inner demon.
Screenshot of text: This dream is in that golden courtyard with the well-groomed garden. The deck Sanji lounges on is warm under his body. And when he turns his head, Zoro is standing beside him, overlooking the greenery. Sanji laughs, letting his feet droop off the edge of the deck. “I think I like having you here. In my dreams.” Zoro looks at him askance. “Are you crazy?” “I don't know,” Sanji says, drawing his hand to his mouth, pleased to find a cigarette already there. Now that he knows what these dreams are, he can enjoy them. “It’s relaxing.” Zoro doesn’t move and that forces Sanji to reach back and grasp the folds of his yukata, tugging him forward. “Sit, mosshead.” “Why do you call me mosshead?” Zoro asks, letting himself be dragged. “Why do you think?” Sanji counters. He's pleased when Zoro drops down beside him. He's more used to rejection from Zoro. He likes this easy acquiescence. “Got a problem with it?”
Screenshot of text: Sanji wakes to the sight of Zoro's human face leaning over him. His heart leaps twice and up into his throat on the final bound at the sight of Zoro's golden eye. It's unfair, Sanji thinks, for one person to be so beautiful. “Get the fuck up,” Zoro says and the humming romance of Sanji’s waking state melts away into irritability. He sits up, regretting it when a wave of dizziness twists his vision. Hands come to his shoulders and there is Zoro again, this time not frowning, rather looking at him with something like concern. It doesn't help Sanji’s whole heart situation. He slaps Zoro's hands away. “You're the one that told me to get up. Stop fussing.”
Ao3 screenshot Title: penumbra Author: summerofspock Fandom: one piece Tags: zoro/sanji, au canon divergence, wano arc, original devil fruit, enemies to lovers, sharing a body, creator chchose not to use archive warnings, m/m,rated E After finally being freed from the secrets he'd carried for so long, all Sanji wants is to return to the chaotic normalcy of life with the Straw Hats. A trip to the northern reaches of Wano and an unfortunate run in with a man made of shadows ruins that by giving Sanji a new, more irritating inner demon.
Text on a light blue/gray background: 31 imperfect days of winter 1. Winter 2. Pining 3. Sweet. 4. Injury 5. Dialogue Only 6. Cozy 7. Snow 8. Loss 9. Drunk 10. Favorite 11. Anticipation 12. Recovery 13. AU 14. Celebration 15. Melancholy 16. Sunrise 17. Gift 18. Cold 19. Isolation 20. Love 21. Forgotten 22. NSFW/Free Space 23. Home 24. Trust 25. Warmth 26. Nostalgia 27. Epistolary 28. Change. 29. Tradition 30. Evening 31. Kiss Small box at the bottom: the goal is to create something every day without concern for quality or completion. No word count minimum or maximum. Let go of perfectionism and post.
Screenshot of ao3 work Title: a dumb unmanageable thing Rating: E Pairing: m/m Status: no archive warnings apply and complete Tags: pre time skip, skypeia arc, top sanji, pining, angst and feels, soul mates vibes, drunk sex, blow jobs, anal sex, soft zoro Length: 10,331 words Summary:He’d been so certain after the first time they hooked up that it was just a one off thing. Sanji was drunk. He was drunk. They were both high off the success of beating Arlong, and Zoro was more than a little fucked up on painkillers and the endorphins from the underlying pain. But making out in an alley and exchanging furtive hand jobs didn’t mean anything from Zoro’s point of view. Or Zoro and Sanji hooked up. Zoro has a lot of feelings about that.
on the right, a screenshot of text that reads the following: Zoro drops down and kisses the lines of Sanji’s bandages under his shirt. He tugs at the buttons and Sanji drops his hand to his own cock, slowly stroking himself. It's mind-numbing to watch, the way he moves his hand over his length, thumbing the head and squirming his hips against the ground like he needs more stimulation. Zoro falls back on his haunches, pants open, shirtless and totally bared in ways he doesn't want to be. He drops a hand over his eyes and grimaces. “Fuck.” Sanji sits up fully, eyebrow pinched down. His hair is mussed and Zoro can almost see his other, covered eye. “Is there a problem?" On the left an image of Zoro from behind, kissing Sanji's chest. Sanji's face is not visible and Zoro's hands are on his torso as Sanji grips his shoulder with one hand.
Title: hopeless romantic Author: summerofspock Explicit, m/m, rape/noncon warning, complete Tags: rape/noncon, zoro/sanji, pre time skip, demisexual zoro, fake/pretend relationship, implied/reference sexual assault, sexual harrassment, virgin zoro , experienced sanji, top zoro/bottom sanji, oral fixation, blow jobs, anal sex Summary: “Hey there, handsome.” The voice is female and the words mark the beginning of an interaction Zoro wishes he weren't about to have. “Sorry, lady, you're barking up the wrong tree.” Or When Zoro starts getting hit on by every woman in a ten foot radius, he doesn't handle it very well. When Sanji gets assigned to make sure he doesn't cause an incident, he doesn't handle that very well either.
Screenshot of the following text: “Still on guard duty?” Sanji asks before taking a pull from the bottle. His bandages are visible all the way up to his neck and down to his wrists. He has a heavy bruise on his cheekbone just below where his hair covers and Zoro thinks he looks beautiful. The evidence of violence on his body proof of his strength in a way that Zoro finds unbearably attractive. “Somebody has to be,” Zoro replies, hands flexing on his knees. “Don't you ever want to have fun?” Sanji asks with a hint of teasing in his voice. “What’s the point of being a pirate if you don't let loose a little?” Zoro raises an eyebrow. “This is fun.” “Sitting around, drinking alone, and scowling?” “Relaxing,” Zoro says. “You don't look relaxed.”
Image of Sanji in his Wano costume (yellow and white striped yukata) opening his yukata to see large black swirled markings on his skin. He looks distressed. Image overlaid with the following text: When Sanji steps down onto the bank, he starts to untie his yukata and before it even slips from his shoulders, he yelps. For a brief moment, he thinks there is somehow a spider on his chest, but he swiftly comes to understand that the black mark is huge, sweeping across his chest in an aimless swirl and not any type of bug at all. He slams off the sleeves of his robe and sucks in a breath at the sight of the markings across his skin. They’re enormous, thick as Sanji’s wrist where they glide down his shoulders and ornament his collarbone. “What the fuck?” Sanji asks, pressing two fingers down on the mark that swirls around his nipple. It doesn’t feel any different but once he does it, steam starts to drift from the line he’s touching and he yanks his hand back. “What the fuck?” he repeats as Zoro slides out of him, markings shifting into the air like smoke until the shadowy bastard stands a few feet in front of him. “Is this you?” Sanji demands. He has the urge to swipe at the markings to tug them out of him in some way despite the fact that he knows it’s impossible. There’s something horribly intimate about seeing proof of Zoro inside him, a reminder that for now Sanji’s body is shared.
Image of zoro removing his bandana. He's frowning. His body is made of smoke that is blowing away and revealing skin beneath. His scar is a slash of light through smoke and skin. Overlaid on the side of the image is the following text: "You look different,” Sanji observes, ignoring Zoro’s manic grin. “Did it work?” Zoro’s expression falters as if he’s just remembered something that he would have preferred to forget. His eyes stay on his sword as he says, “I think so.” His body flickers in and out and the smoke tugs away from his chest revealing tanned skin and puckered scar. The slice of light suddenly makes sense. It's a function of Zoro's corporeal body translated into shadow. Sanji expects the shadows to melt off of him entirely but even as soon as they tugged away, they fall back in place. Zoro swears. “Not good enough, I guess.” “Two more?” Sanji confirms as Zoro affixed Shusui to his waist. “Yeah,” Zoro grunts. He reaches up and tugs at the bandana covering his eyes. This time it peels off, revealing a head of tousled gray hair. Sanji has a feeling that's not It's natural color. Zoro's smile returns, smaller this time, as he scrubs his hand through it. His earrings swing as Sanji takes in the entirety of his face for the first time.
Ao3 post Title: sweet tooth Author: summerofspock Fandom: one piece Rated: E Pairing: roronoa zoro/sanji, M/M Complete No warnings apply Tags: alternate universe- modern setting, alternate universe college/university, drag queens, mistaken identity, sanji is good at feelings, zoro is bad at feelings, awkward zoro, rivals to lovers, top zoro/bottom sanji Summary: He hadn't planned on exchanging blow jobs with a drag queen when he had come out to the bar at Nami's behest, and yet he can't pretend he’s not enjoying it. It might be one of his better decisions actually. Or Zoro hooks up with a drag queen and the guy he hates on the soccer team starts acting weird. These two things are probably unrelated. Word count:21,269
Screenshot of the following text Lightning quick, Zoro plays out the next few minutes of his life. He lets Sanji kiss him, he kisses back, Sanji shoves a hand down Zoro’s trousers and Zoro returns the favor. Honestly, he wants to suck him off again, but there’s a festering desire at the back of Zoro’s mind to have Sanji in a bed. He wants this to be different. He wants to see how it could be. Zoro has grown more hyper aware of Sanji’s touch over the last several weeks. When he brushes against Zoro during dinner or the warmth of his body when they fight. He'll never forget that night in the desert of Alabasta when the whole crew ended up piled together in a desperate attempt to share body heat, Sanji pressed against Zoro’s back, arm cast over his waist as his hand gripped Luffy's hip where he laid crooked against Zoro's chest. Sanji's arm tangled with his, wrists bumping and Zoro had laid awake too long with his heart racing. Just like it's racing now.
Screenshot of the following text: Sanji slams around their rented room with all the force of a toddler having a tantrum. He hates that even in his mind he thinks of it as their room. It’s his. Zoro is a squatter and a trespasser and he won’t give him another second of consideration. “If you'd stop freaking out for two seconds, I could tell you what I think.” “What you think? I dont want to hear what you think. Nothing you've thought has even been remotely helpful.” Sanji can feel the agitation rumbling away inside him. “Shove it, dartboard,” Zoro says. “I'm trying to say I have an idea.” “I'm sure its genius,” Sanji snarks and he has a feeling that if Zoro could hit him, he would.
“I’m not telling you,” he huffs. It sounds petulant but Zoro doesn’t know how to change that. Sanji laughs and for the first time in a while, it’s not cruel. “You sound pretty disappointed down there. That bad, huh?” Zoro sits up, not wanting to talk to Sanji lying down. “I’ve never asked for someone’s number before. I forgot. I’m not some prince charming like you.” Sanji squats down next to him and gives him an idiotic grin. “You think I’m charming?” Zoro immediately shoves him into the grass and Sanji grabs him, dragging them both down as they struggle in the stupidest wrestling match Zoro’s ever gotten himself into.
Screenshot of following text: It's not until Sanji wakes, dick chubbed up and tenting the thin blanket he uses in the warmth of the capital, that he comes to a horrifying realization. Zoro is in his body and he can't masturbate until he's out. On a typical day, if he woke up in this state, he would slip his hand under his yukata and jerk himself off before even getting out of bed. It's very clear to him now that he absolutely cannot do that. Sanji’s never been one for exhibitionism and being watched by a mean devil fruit user while he jerks off sounds like a nightmare. He turns his face into the pillow and sighs. It's not like he hasn't ignored an erection before but it feels pointedly uncomfortable now. Like something forbidden. That somehow makes the whole thing more erotic. “Seems like you had some good dreams.” Sanji’s eyes pop open and he lurches into a seated position. “Don't even start,” he warns. “You started it with your dick,” Zoro counters.
A person made entirely of shadows stands atop the stone. Bits and pieces of his body flicker in and out of existence as the darkness drips from his limbs and the light around them shifts under the falling snow. It can only be the work of a devil fruit but Sanji has never seen anything like it before. A snowflake drifts into Sanji’s mouth and he’s forced to close it. He hadn’t realized it was open. Whoever—whatever—this is looks to be staring back at him. Sanji can’t see his eyes under the hood of a covering atop his head. Something tied back across his forehead like a bandana. But there is the dark sink of eyesockets and the occasional glimmer of light where the shadow breaks, caught in the flickering of the snow-bright afternoon. Even shadows can't persist under the glare. Almost as soon as he appears, the grin Sanji thought he saw on the man’s face disappears as his mouth pulls into a frown. “Who the fuck are you? Why do you look like that?” Sanji splutters at the absurd question. The immediate rudeness of it throwing him off kilter. “Why do I look like—why do you look like that?”
Screen shot from ao3 Title: Riptide Author: summerofspock Rated: E Choose not to use archive warnings, incomplete, M/M Tags: zoro/sanji, original characters, au - canon divergence, fishman zoro, extremely dubious consent, teratophilia, tentacles, aphrodisiacs, mating cycles/in heat, enemies to lovers, fake/pretend relationshop, compulsory heterosexuality, size difference, size kink, breeding kink, come play, come inflation, belly bulge, choking, mutual pining, unreliable narrator, domestic, romance, double penetration, zoro has two dicks Summary: Sanji's bad day starts with shipwrecking on an uncharted island and ends with being presented as a new bride for the islanders' local god. A god who turns out to not be a god at all and who is having a pretty bad day of his own.
Ao3 screenshot Title: With Your Eyes Closed Author: summerofspock Rated E, M/M, complete, no archive warnings applyTags: platonic nami/zoro, accidental voyeurism, idiot plot, rivals with benefits, hand jobs, blow jobs, anal sex, top sanji/bottom zoro, sanji is bad at feelings, zoro isnt very good either, compulsory heterosexuality, internalized homophobia, feelings realization, repression, implied switching Summary: Sanji’s life is ruined on a Sunday at seven PM when he climbs into the crow's nest and sees Zoro fingerbanging his beloved, perfect, beautiful Nami-san. Or Sanji's white knight complex goes a little too far.
Screen shot from ao3 Title: Riptide Author: summerofspock Rated: E Choose not to use archive warnings, incomplete, M/M Tags: zoro/sanji, original characters, au - canon divergence, fishman zoro, extremely dubious consent, teratophilia, tentacles, aphrodisiacs, mating cycles/in heat, enemies to lovers, fake/pretend relationshop, compulsory heterosexuality, size difference, size kink, breeding kink, come play, come inflation, belly bulge, choking, mutual pining, unreliable narrator, domestic, romance, double penetration, zoro has two dicks Summary: Sanji's bad day starts with shipwrecking on an uncharted island and ends with being presented as a new bride for the islanders' local god. A god who turns out to not be a god at all and who is having a pretty bad day of his own.
Screen shot from ao3 Title: Riptide Author: summerofspock Rated: E Choose not to use archive warnings, incomplete, M/M Tags: zoro/sanji, original characters, au - canon divergence, fishman zoro, extremely dubious consent, teratophilia, tentacles, aphrodisiacs, mating cycles/in heat, enemies to lovers, fake/pretend relationshop, compulsory heterosexuality, size difference, size kink, breeding kink, come play, come inflation, belly bulge, choking, mutual pining, unreliable narrator, domestic, romance, double penetration, zoro had two dicks Summary: Sanji's bad day starts with shipwrecking on an uncharted island and ends with being presented as a new bride for the islanders' local god. A god who turns out to not be a god at all and who is having a pretty bad day of his own.
An image of fishman zoro, half turned away looking out over the sea. Overlaid is the following text: The temple is warm that night and without Zoro’s cooling skin, Sanji lays awake and stares at the dark ceiling, forced to think, the one thing he doesn’t want to do. He keeps turning over how Zoro had looked on the beach that afternoon while that little boy had grabbed his tentacle, awkward and overwhelmed and shockingly docile. He argues with Sanji and bares his teeth and gives as good as he gets, but he’s so gentle with the islanders. Gentle with Sanji too when they aren’t shouting at each other. Sanji likes shouting at Zoro. If he had a hobby outside work and cooking (which is work but also a hobby) it would probably be shouting. He shouts at Zeff. He shouts at the other cooks. He shouts at the seagulls that try to nest in the railing of Baratie. Zeff says it’s Sanji’s fault they come around so much because he feeds them. There's that big dumb grin Zoro gets whenever he thinks he's going to beat Sanji at something. But his little thoughtful frowns are cute too. When he tries to follow Sanji’s instructions in the kitchen, when he's cleaning his swords. That frown is the natural fall of his face. Even in sleep, Zoro frowns a little. Why does Sanji know that? What has he been doing that he knows how Zoro looks when he sleeps, that he can pull it up in his mind's eye without hesitation?
Screen shot from ao3 Title: Riptide Author: summerofspock Rated: E Choose not to use archive warnings, incomplete, M/M Tags: zoro/sanji, original characters, au - canon divergence, fishman zoro, extremely dubious consent, teratophilia, tentacles, aphrodisiacs, mating cycles/in heat, enemies to lovers, fake/pretend relationshop, compulsory heterosexuality, size difference, size kink, breeding kink, come play, come inflation, belly bulge, choking, mutual pining, unreliable narrator, domestic, romance Summary: Sanji's bad day starts with shipwrecking on an uncharted island and ends with being presented as a new bride for the islanders' local god. A god who turns out to not be a god at all and who is having a pretty bad day of his own.
Screen shot from ao3 Title: Riptide Author: summerofspock Rated: E Choose not to use archive warnings, incomplete, M/M Tags: zoro/sanji, original characters, au - canon divergence, fishman zoro, extremely dubious consent, teratophilia, tentacles, aphrodisiacs, mating cycles/in heat, enemies to lovers, fake/pretend relationshop, compulsory heterosexuality, size difference, size kink, breeding kink, come play, come inflation, belly bulge, choking, mutual pining, unreliable narrator, domestic, romance Summary: Sanji's bad day starts with shipwrecking on an uncharted island and ends with being presented as a new bride for the islanders' local god. A god who turns out to not be a god at all and who is having a pretty bad day of his own.
Screenshot from AO3 Title: talk about it Author: summerofspock Rated: E Pairing: m/m Complete No archive warnings apply Tags: One Piece, sanji/zoro, post wano arc, alternate universe- canon divergent, porn with plot, friends with benefits, non linear narrative, misunderstandings, sanji is bad at feelings, possessive roronoa zoro, dirty talk, degradation kink, undernegotiated kink, mildly dubious consent, inappropriate use of conqueror's haki, anal sex, anal fingering, breeding kink, blow jobs, top zoro/bottom sanji Summary: It was that first time, just once, murmured against Sanji's mouth with his hand tight around Sanji’s cock that Zoro said, “Fuck, you're such a slut for it.” And it was Sanji’s first fatal mistake to moan in response because it's only gone downhill from there. Or Zoro talks a lot in bed, but if that’s the only way he communicates, then of course no talking gets done at all.
Screen shot from ao3 Title: Riptide Author: summerofspock Rated: E Choose not to use archive warnings, incomplete, M/M Tags: zoro/sanji, original characters, au - canon divergence, fishman zoro, extremely dubious consent, teratophilia, tentacles, aphrodisiacs, mating cycles/in heat, enemies to lovers, fake/pretend relationshop, compulsory heterosexuality, size difference, size kink, breeding kink, come play, come inflation, belly bulge, choking, mutual pining, unreliable narrator Summary: Sanji's bad day starts with shipwrecking on an uncharted island and ends with being presented as a new bride for the islanders' local god. A god who turns out to not be a god at all and who is having a pretty bad day of his own.
Screenshot of AO3 Title: One time thing Authors: naromoreau, summerofspock Fandom: one piece Rated: E, unfinished, m/m, no warnings apply Tags: zoro/sanji, alternate universe modern setting, omegaverse, omega sanji, alpha zoro, sanji has a vagina, roommates, friends with benefits, unplanned pregnancy, porn with plot, pregnany sex, breeding kink, getting together, top zoro/bottom sanji, other tags to be added, accidental bonding, misunderstandings Summary: Sharing heats and ruts is nothing but convenience for Zoro and Sanji. Two times a year they fuck like animals and then go their separate ways. Even if separate ways is just down the hall. It works for them. That's what they tell themselves anyway. Then a poorly timed heat makes a mess of everything.