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" The Power of Love "

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✮ Reiju, Ichiji, Niji, Sanji, Yonji.

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sanji & pudding ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧ for @shanksaru

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"how do you look?" coos the cook, clapping his hands together after placing the tray on the table beside her. "nami-san, you look so cool~!" he is trying his best, because sanji is TORN inside about the sacrifice that nami made for him, for the monster trio. it was a huge price to pay, one that nami seemed to be... okay with? sanji has been doting on her, clearly guilty (and grateful). "you're always beautiful, my sweet. like a star shining in the sky, like the sun glistening on the ocean, like a glistening topaz tiara..." he trails off after a few more platitudes, glancing down at her dress. sanji looks for a respectable amount, definitely clocking her cleavage. damn it, nami. why do you do this to him? he clears his throat. "it's very beautiful, nami-san. it suits you quite well!" and then he's grabbing the special tangerine drink he's made for her, holding the straw close to her. "here, have a refreshing drink, nami-san. it will help you build up your strength."

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Any horror she may have felt had taken a seat back when faced with the overreaction from her crew; the lovable idiots had been far more pained and scared than she was, and what could Nami do, if not look after them? They were her idiots, after all. Sanji had to be her next victim, there to bring her food because Chopper had recommended she'd stay in bed until she had recovered enough from the blood loss. "So, how do I look?" her temporary arm-replacement, made entirely of wood, couldn't be hidden, so she had wear a perfectly normal sleeveless - and pretty revealing - dress to bait Sanji into being normal. So help her, she was going to cook for Luffy too if she had to. "Do you like my new dress?"

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only one of these straw hats is good at lying and it's not nami, sanji, or zoro and it's definitely not luffy

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you hurt my feelings.

the cook's shoulders tense at the statement, nami's voice cutting through his thoughts like a knife. he stands there pathetically, a pout lining his lips. his heart pounds in his chest, and he is taken back to the moment where she stared at him, tears in her eyes after he'd beaten the absolute shit out of luffy. (he hates that luffy never fought back, never tried to wound him when he wanted to be hit the most.) there's a bit of resignation in those blue eyes, even as sanji feels safe again, but he knows there is still so much left unsaid amongst those who came to rescue him. he can only imagine how the others will react, when everyone finally reunites in wano, especially zoro. ugh. for now, though, it is nami who has chosen to break the awkward silence, to remind him that YES,

he had hurt her.

the rush of emotions he feels makes his eyes water, and he looks up to the sky to hide those glazed eyes from the navigator. he clears his throat, nodding weakly. it's hard to speak when his jaw feels like it's wired shut, as he recalls the images of luffy bloodied. there is a deep desire inside of him to just drop to his knees and beg for her forgiveness. he doesn't make that gross display, because she deserves more than his dramatics. he respects her too much, in spite of his former actions. he wants to tell her about the pressure he had been under, wants to just get it all out -- but does it matter, in the end? he had done it, plain and simple. and he had left her on zou with that smile of reassurance, only to crush her heart into pieces when they were finally reunited.

it aches to hear that she still refuses to call him sanji-kun, a show that there is still distance between them. he knows he has a lot to make up for, and he will. he forces a weak smile, a bit worried to what she might say. regardless, he would -- of course -- do anything she asks.

"deal," he says, not sure if he can articulate anything else at the moment without getting emotional. sanji clears his throat again and looks at her sullenly, letting some of exhaustion show, face still hidden behind the mask reiju gave him. the swelling went down considerably, but it still hid the injuries. he hadn't been man enough to show chopper, too ashamed. "you may have more than sixty seconds, if you'd like." he manages after a moment of internally preparing himself. plenty of images run though his head -- self-loathing thoughts, of him getting on his knees, acting like a dog, or maybe her hitting him around with the clima-tact. "however long you need."

"You hurt my feelings." Nami had been thinking about how to react for a while; she had been given time to do so, the crew was injured and emotions were still high, and so she had mulled over everything she had learned about Sanji - a few questions had been asked to Reiju herself in between plotting what to do - and she also had to think about everything that she still wanted to learn. But she expected Sanji to deflect. Either that, because it hurt, or to feel so guilty he would not know what to do with himself. After all, that was how she had reacted in scarily similar circumstances. And so, that first sentence was what she had come up with to have his full attention after they were left alone. "You hurt Luffy right in front of me and you hurt my feelings," she reiterated to make a point, "And we did our very best to save you, so you owe me, Sanji." The onorific -kun had been fully ditched, but while it had been a way to push him away earlier, it was now her way to close some of the distance between them, even if her expression was neutral, studying his reaction. "So I want... sixty seconds. If you want to make up with me, I want you to give me sixty seconds to say and do whatever I want, and you cannot hold it against me. I'll be completely free and you'll have to accept it. Deal?"

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i think about this a lot.

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sanji definitely has a collection of cookbooks from all of the islands they've been to (where it makes sense). and for those he doesn't, he's crafted recipes based off word-of-mouth, etc, etc.

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CONFRONTATIONS

“  you have to talk to someone,  eventually.  it doesn’t have to be me,  but.  you need to.  ”

“   i’m not leaving until you tell me what’s going on.  ”

“  you may like to pretend,  but i don’t.  something is wrong and you’re hiding it from me.  ”

“  you can’t even say that and look me in the eyes.  you’re clearly lying.  just tell me the truth.  ”

“  everyone else might be buying it,  but i don’t.  what’s wrong?  ”

“  you’re not fine.  you’re clearly not fine.  and you don’t have to keep saying that you are.  ” 

“  you can talk to me,  you know.  whatever you have to say,  i’m not gonna judge you or do anything.  i just want to listen.  ”

“  you can’t run away from this forever.  ”

“  i can’t keep acting like i don’t see something is wrong with you.  ”

“  you keep acting like if you let down your guard the world will end.  ”

“  stop brushing me off.  i know something is going on.  ”

“  hey— look at me.  you can talk to me.  ”

“  i don’t know if you think you’re being strong or protecting me,  but i don’t need you to keep painting on smiles when you’re clearly upset.  ”

“  why don’t you trust me enough to let me in?  ”

“  you think if you run around taking care of everyone else,  no one will notice you’re falling apart.  ”

“  you keep acting like you’re looking for an excuse to leave.  ”

“  stop.  just stop trying to avoid this.  shutting me out isn’t going to fix the problem.  ”

“  you do realize you don’t have to do this alone right?  ”

“  you think you’re handling this on your own but you’re not.  that’s not how it works when the people who care about you can see you’re suffering but refusing to ask for help.  ”

“  you don’t get a choice this time.  i’m helping you.  ”

“  why do you keep lying to me like i don’t know ever time you try it?  ”

“  i don’t know why you seem to think you have to hide your pain.  ”  

“  i don’t know why you thought i wasn’t going to notice.  but i see right through you.  ” 

“  i know you’re having nightmares again.  ”

“  why are you acting like this?  ”

“  don’t change the subject.  i saw you crying.  ”  

“  you fucked it up.  ”

“  what the hell is wrong with you?  ”

“  just tell me what the fuck the problem is?  ”

“  did you just flinch away from me?  ”

“  i trusted you. why can’t you trust me too?  ”  

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Don’t turn down Mama Robin after a long day, Sanji. ❤

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STARTERS FOR QUIET MUSES

note: actions are from the receiver’s pov. send ‘reverse’ to change perspective GENERAL: [ sit ] for your muse to quietly sit by mine [ lay ] for your muse to come rest their head in mine’s lap or against their shoulder [ need ] for your muse to come to mine for help  [ want ] for your muse to show up in mine’s room in the middle of the night [ shower ] for our muses to bathe together [ flower ] for our muses to grow something together [ peak ] for your muse to teasingly sneak up on mine and put their hands over mine’s eyes  [ hike ]  for my muse to take yours hand and lead them somewhere [ sleep ] for our muses to wake up in the same bed  [ caress ] for your muse to hug mine without explanation  [ kiss ] for my muse to kiss yours forehead [ assist ] for your muse to help mine with their appearance (braiding hair, fixing tie etc) [ first ] for our muses first kiss [ hurt ] for your muse to find mine injured [ heal ] for my muse to treat yours injury  [ scream ] for our muses to find something horrific  [ body ] for our muses to stumble on a crime scene [ martyr ] for my muse to die/almost die for yours [ sob ] for my muse to open up about a traumatic experience  [ share ] for our muses to share something for survival (food, water, body warmth, clothing etc) NSFW: 1. for your muse to give mine oral  2. for my muse to finger yours  3. for your muse to top mine  4. for your muse to pull mine’s hair  5. for your muse to tie mine up  6. for our muses to have drunk sex  7. for the morning after a one night stand 8. for my muse to wake yours up with sex 9. for my muse to spank yours 10. for your muse to tease mine/withhold orgasm 

WORDS:  “  stop.  ” “  please.  ” “  i want you here.  ” “  i don’t know how to talk about it.  ” “  we can just sit here, you don’t have to talk.  ” “  you can trust me.  ” “  please, trust me.  ” “  just talk to me, please.  ” “  i love you.  ” “  i hate you.  ” “  will you stay with me? just for tonight.  ” “  i don’t want to sleep alone.  ” “  i’ll stay.  ” “  stay.  ” “  just go.  ” “  i don’t know how to ask for help.  ” “  tell me something good.  ” “  i like seeing you smile.  ” “  you make me feel safe.  ” “  help me.  ” “  you’re safe with me.  ” “  i won’t let anyone hurt you.  ” “  you don’t need to protect me.  ” “  tell me why you stayed.  ” “  why should i trust you?  ” “  i believe you.  ” “  i need you.  ” “  i just want to be needed.  ” “  i have nothing left to give.  ” “  i don’t know what to say.  ”

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smash the heart for a small something while i figure out how to use photopea again.

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Someone probably: Sanji why does Robin call you babygirl?

"because i am babygirl!"

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“Huh?! You want us to hit you?”

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OH I LIED. 2018 WAS ANIME. 2016 WAS MANGA. NINE YEARS.

bro. i just realized whole cake was seven years ago. man, time flies.