#∘ ◦ 🍊 — 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍: planet blue.

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❰❰ LIFT ❱❱ sender carries receiver over their shoulder from @enruiinasan extremely self-indulgent meme || accepting!

To be utterly manhandled in such a way is completely insulting. Nami had gasped and let out a panicked yell at being lifted so easily from her seat by a familiar arm. She had all but flopped over Law's shoulder, his fluffy coat tickling against her bare torso as he carries her from the dining hall.

Nami had been so affronted, enraged by the unneeded way of moving her from one place to the next, refusing to make such a journey easy. She knows that he is stronger, and would get them to where he wanted to go in a few seconds practically, but it doesn't stop her from swinging her balled fists against his back and attempting to smack the heel of her shoe against his nose.

❝ Torao, what the hell are you doing?! ❞ she shrieks, flipping her hair over her shoulder as she tries to turn her head enough to look at his face. She is glaring, albeit not at him, and his silence only flares her temper all the more as he stalks across the Sunny's deck. She isn't entirely sure why he had to decide to behave in such a way, what had made him react.

❝ Let me down this instant, you complete brute! ❞

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∘ ◦ 🍊 — seven deadly sins starter call @enruiinas sin generated: lust

There's something about Law today that looks simply... inviting. Maybe it's the way his hair his hair lightly tousles against the breeze generated by the Sunny as they sail along or how his fingers curl around the hilt of his sword, but Nami cannot keep herself from biting her lip as she glances over at him from the rim of her glass.

The day is relatively warm despite entering the climate of a spring island, and Nami had sprawled herself across her lawn chair in her bikini top and a pair of shorts. Her cheeks are flushed a soft pink, but she's unsure if it really is the weather or the man making her feel as hot as she is. She bites her lip and the corner of one side curls as she pulls the straw from her mouth, manoeuvring herself away from where she had been lounging beneath the shade of one of the trees. They're one of the only ones on the deck of the Sunny today, quiet, and so it's easily for her to sidle up beside him with no one to question why.

❝ Torao, ❞ she calls, and there is a bit of cheek in her step as she approaches him. She is still carrying the glass, and she gestures to it by raising her hand. ❝ Do you always sit by yourself on a hot day like today? It doesn't seem to be very nice for you. How about a cool drink? I have a some of my iced tea if you would like some. ❞

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∘ ◦ 🍊 — spotify shuffle starter call for @enruiinas chasing cars by snow patrol.

❝ They always do this, y'know, Luffy and the others, ❞ Nami says, moving to lie herself back on the lawn of Sunny's deck. It's cool tonight but the sky is clear, and Nami grins at all of the constellations she can see as the boat continues to sail slowly.

❝ If I just lay here,❞ she begins, glancing back towards Law. ❝ Would you lie with me and just forget the world? ❞

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He's as okay with the cloud being there as he's "okay" with anyone and he would at least like the commemorative coins if she's so inclined, thank you. from @enruiinas are you ______'s type? || accepting!

Can't say she would be so inclined, but if he is willing to do exchange them for something she considers of value, then she would be willing to negotiate. As for Zeus, well... Deal with it.

Her eyes rake over the paper before she looks over at Law. She lowers it and smirks. ❝ It looks like there's some missing, ❞ she said. Really, it's not that big of a deal to her if someone doesn't want to put her favourite fruit in everything they eat or that they won't let her update their wardrobe. But she turns the paper over and points to the box labelled 'likes to drink & party'.

❝ I know for a fact that you do, even if you would like to keep it a secret or how much you claim to dislike my crew, ❞ she laughs, slinking up to him. ❝ You wouldn't want to take that tiny gamble for me? Hm, I don't know how I feel about that, Law. ❞

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She is surprised to see a new colour dust along his cheeks at her questions. Nami knows well that he can catch on easily when the situation permits it, but she had anticipated more back and forth or that she would have to be more direct in the way she spoke. But again, he manages to catch her off-guard. She almost melts at the feeling of his hand curled around her own and she is drawn forward so that she is closer.

There is his smile again, the one she sees everyday and will never grow tired of. He really is the sun and she cannot look away.

Nami mirrors his happiness easily, gazing at him with a particular sense of tenderness. Every day he made life worth living and the promise of being at side from today onwards only more determined to do so.

❝ Really? ❞ she breathes out. Her eyes have glassed over slightly now from the emotion that wells up in her chest. Her heart is practically beating out of her chest and she needs to be closer to him. She leans further towards him and rises their enclosed hands to brush against her lips. A small sign of affection, a kindly relief. It is a nice, few moments of such a touch.

Nami blinks for a moment and looks at him. ❝ Hang on, if you thought that way, why didn't you say something? ❞ she asks, expression incredulous.

more that we are now..luffy had to think about what nami had said, and instantly it clicked! there was a brush of pink that littered his face at how foolish he had been thinking that she was talking about the crew, no she was talking about THEM! his heart raced at the thought of them, after everything, the adventures that they had shared--there was a lot of the two of them in his mind when he thought back at the situations they've gotten into. sure not all of them were the best thoughts, but if those moments got them to where they were now?

luffy wouldn't change a thing.

seeing just how nervous she was right now, luffy's hand stretched out to take nami's own, that smile on his face was back in full force though not a childish one like it normally was--something more soft but the warmth was still there just for her.

"you're someone that i hold dear, nami," he started, sitting a bit more comfortably upon the head of the sunny. he was trying to get all his thoughts in order as his brain was running through his head. "i've always thought of you as the one i would end up with. there's nobody else i've ever wanted." and knowing now that nami had felt the same way? he was belated.

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∘ ◦ 🍊 — starter call @pareidolah / pudding

Nami is still unsure of how she is supposed to feel towards Pudding. After initially admitting to betraying both Sanji and the other Straw Hats and then ultimately choosing to assist them with their escape, the navigator it still filled with complicated emotions.

So seeing her again, approaching the chocolatier, Nami chooses to approach cautiously.

❝ Your mother chased us to Wano, ❞ she says. ❝ Did you know she was going to team up with Kaidō? ❞

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∘ ◦ 🍊 — starter call @enruiinas

Nami offers her companion one of the newer charts she has worked on. It's not something she has attached to her full map yet, but the piece is very accurate on its own. ❝ This is the way we're going now, ❞ the navigator says, tracing one perfectly manicured finger along the paper. She then lifts up her wrist so that he can see her log pose. And she does something for the first time without realising. ❝ We're following the middle route right now. Do you see that, Law? ❞

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a kiss on the stomach from @enruiinas send 💋 and a spot to kiss my muse! || accepting!

As Law travels to her stomach and drops a kiss to the skin there, her heart echoes against her ribcage, drumming at an uneven rhythm. But Nami pays it no mind, for her thoughts are filled with only of the tattooed man before her, gaze magnetised to his eyes, his lips, his touch, and she doesn't know how to pull away.

He can play her like a fiddle and she would let him. Her chest draws in heavy breaths and the navigator has to remind herself to calm down through the fog that Law has created within her mind. It's an oddly intimate action, kissing against her stomach, and she doesn't know why, but she is keening for more of his lips' caress.

❝ Torao, ❞ she heaves, reaching for him. Her fingers linger upon the side of his face, slowly drawing up from his jawline and up to his hair. His palm meets skin as well, and she unknowingly brushes her thumb along affectionately.

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The absolute heat that rushes through her is almost too much compared to the warmth that had dawned upon her when she had been downing her drinks. Her forgotten glass of wine had dropped to the ground upon the contact, half-empty, as she is pulled flush against her captain's body. The rush is so different from anything else she had experienced from being beside him, though it left it just as breathless and bewildered. Her heart is positively echoing against her ribcage but she doesn't care. For this is just an impulsive act from her captain and who is she not to indulge him?

Everything is being drowned out for her, and all Nami is able to focus on is the feeling of Luffy between her hands, his mouth on hers. The way he is easily able to coax her to his will, how the slant of his neck feels beneath her fingers as they brush, his own hand tugging at her hair that allows another surprised noise to escape her though it is muffled by Luffy. She barely pulls away long enough to take in a surprised breath.

He has her locked in place, not that she is ready to move, drunk on the way that he kisses her. She had not expected this from him of all people, for his unpredictability had never occurred in such a way. But he seems positively famished, touch-starved for Nami and Nami only. Her lips begin to work faster, just as hungry for him, eager to show him how such a dance is to be performed. But again, he surprises her and this time, she cannot keep from opening her eyes as he lifts her, embrace tight around her waist.

He barely gives her any time to react before he has all but become part of her. He has always been a mystery, enigmatic, impossible to know to the depths of his heart, though she craved to swim. Those few moments were needed for the way that Nami's lungs were begging for oxygen. Her chest heaves at the break in concentration, brows furrowing in the middle. She pulls away for what feels like forever, and she cannot help but really look at him like she had the first time. Her most precious treasure, a thought that is scrawled in her mind as she drops her head to his.

She relaxes quickly back into his grip, allowing herself to give in to such a thought for once in her life, forearms over his shoulders as she balances upon him. Her lips crash against his easily like she had never lost their rhythm.

This tether between them had always been strong, one built on loyalty and trust. Her arms wrap against his neck, like their lines. This dive back in to reconnect felt a little more intimate to Nami, especially by the way she holds him in return. However, she has not let up, satisfied to be able to hold any sort of physicality with Luffy at all.

Luffy was impulsive, that was certain, but he was careful in his affection. He knew that he could be suffocating, that sometime he was a lot. He saw that when he was younger, before Ace and Sabo were his brothers. He knew that people could be chased away if you gave too much of yourself too fast.

The young captain would not usually partake in alcohol, years of moonshine making him not desire it unless it was a special occasion. Most alcohol was not strong enough for him, but he would admit if any asked that enough would give him a nice buzz. And when he was a little buzzed, not enough to be considered drunk, he was not always as careful in showing his love for those around him.

Perhaps that was what finally tipped the scales, that extra courage and the passion of the celebrations around them, that pushed him to finally act on what he had been thinking for some time. He could not remember when he had first started to think about kissing Nami. Could not name when he had stopped thinking about her as 'my friend' and more as 'my heart.'

Adrenaline fills him as he kisses her, hoping that if she hit him he could just brush it off as something spur of the moment. When she had not responded right away, he had began to anticipate a fist, but then she melted into the kiss. His heart raced as she began to kiss him back, to pull him into a position that made the kiss more comfortable for her.

When Nami pushed her tongue against his own, he shifted his hands from their resting position on her waist. Luffy rested one arm around her back, the other slipping into her hair and holding her from pulling away. He shifted them to lift her into the air, so that her toes barely could reach the ground - if they indeed could reach at all.

He pressed into the kiss eagerly and flicked his tongue against hers, nothing around them mattering anymore, or even registering for him. No, all that he cared about was the feeling of his lips on his, the taste of her tongue and the warmth of her breath. The only thing that existed for him in this moment was Nami, and Nami alone.

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💋 kiss on the back of a hand from @enruiinas send 💋 and a spot to kiss my muse! || no longer accepting.

❝ Are you sure you can't stay longer? ❞

The question is futile, Nami knows, but she asks it anyway. Daybreak is beginning to shine through the darkness of the night, signalling the incoming of dawn, and she knows well that if the two of them are caught together, it more than likely wouldn't end well. Or, at least that's what she and Law have been telling themselves every time they meet up for one of their evenings together.

He had remained longer than he normally had, and the relief she had felt to not wake up alone had nearly been overwhelming. She lay on her mattress, naked limbs twisted in the sheets of her bed and he breathed softly through the silence of sleep. But when he had awoken and had almost immediately begun to redress himself so he could room his way back to his own vessel, it had left her... empty.

The navigator sits up with the sheet fisted in her hands so it covers her skin and the marks he had laid upon her. She stares, resisting the urge to plead, and thankfully remains quiet.

She is met with the same sans for the reach of her hand towards his lips, and Nami's eyes drop to watch as his lips linger against her skin for just a moment. It is fleeting, like a passing promise, like a breath upon the wind.

Then he's gone.

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💋 from @celestiialnotes / sanji want kisses? || accepting!

Nami hasn't been able to properly express her relief to Sanji upon his return to their crew. The danger and anguish he had put himself in order to keep them all safe, and while she had made that choice and would certainly make it if need be, she hates him for having to make that choice. But more, she hates that she hadn't done more to keep him safe.

The navigator is usually the one who is sought out by the chef. But this time, it's her turn to seek him out. She closes the door tothe dining hall behind her silently and avoids eye contact with the blonde for a moment, hiding her eyes behind her hair. She sighs, long and deep, and she forces herself up and to look at him properly.

She makes her way into the kitchen and to see him in the kitchen, on the Sunny, happy and alongside friends, has her eyes welling up slightly. She looks up at him with her bottom lip jutted out, as though attempting to keep herself from falling over the edge.

❝ Don't do that again, ❞ Nami manages and she sobs, her palm flat to push against his chest angrily. ❝ We could've helped you. ❞

Her fist flimsily punches and she stares up at him, and her hand unfurls to caress his cheek. Her emotions are high, and her thumb circles against his skin.

❝ Sanji-kun, ❞ is all she can say now, and she has so much more she wants him to know. So, she carefully steps closer to him and draws his face towards hers to delicately bring their lips together.

A tear cascades down her cheek but she pays it no mind, and only hopes that all she wants to say is delivered in their kiss. She leans into him more and and her fingers are gentle as her hand brings up to hold the other side of his face.

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“I’m fine. I don’t need your help.” from @kaizokugaris unprompted || always accepting! ♡

Nami is sorely tempted to rip into him for such a remark. She doesn't care if he thinks he doesn't need her help. He's going to be receiving it whether he likes it or not.

❝ Shut up, now is not the time to argue with me, ❞ she snaps back. He is always pushing himself, trying to be strong. They all know he is, Nami included, so to go to such extremes leaves her completely bewildered. ❝ Can you stand? ❞

She has his arm hooked across her shoulders, attempting to balance his body weight against her own. She struggles but keeps him held up, glancing over her shoulder as she tries to figure out a path forward. She remains silent for a moment, mulling over his words in her mind, easily able to pinpoint why they infuriate her so much.

❝ You're so stubborn, ❞ she says aloud and it really is the pot calling the kettle black. Hadn't she been the one to almost destroy her friends' perception of her for the sake of her village all those years ago?

❝ We have to go. ❞

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Nami just sighs and rolls her eyes irritably. ❝ You won't if you get an infection, ❞ she replies, turning her hand over. ❝ For someone who is usually so concerned about getting hurt, you're awfully calm about this. ❞

At the confession about the hand saw, the redhead's eyes widen. ❝ Usopp! You know better than that... ❞ she says. It's not normal for the navigator to express this much concern, usually yelling at her crewmates for their stupidity. However, seeing her friends hurt has her worried. ❝ You should go to the medical bay. Chopper will want to make sure that you're okay too. ❞

"i'll have you know that i'll be using kabuto until the day i die," his hands weren't THAT bad, least not to him. "i've been working on the usual, though the hand saw i was using got a little difficult to work with since i forgot to sharpen it." his injuries could have been a lot worse than they were.

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“Stay where you are. I’m coming to get you.” from @kaizokugaris hurt / comfort starters || accepting!

The relief that Nami feels is near instantaneous. To know that someone she cares about has her back and when she felt the need to rely on them, they came through. Zoro came through. She remains where she is so that the Pirate Hunter can see her, running on nothing but adrenaline.

Her body is still completely rigid and only relents into an open sound when she sees him. It is a combination of mourn and comfort upon his form coming into view, and she has never been so glad to see his ears peeking through the bright green hair. She has to duck and turn to manage grasping his arm when he extended it out to her and have her run the same way but the strains in her shoulder joints are nothing to the high she has with Zoro right now.

❝ Thank you, ❞ she breathes, a smile peeking through the tears. She doesn't look at him, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.

She doesn't know how he managed to find her, he somehow always managed to find them despite his sub-par navigation. But she's glad for such a fact today.

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He's blowing huge kisses with both hands in her direction, making a loud 'MUWAH' with each one. from @yeslove / sanji unprompted || always accepting. ♡

Ah... He's doing it again.

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Robin accidentally scaring Nami with some body horror with her powers to freak out some Marines 😔 Sorry Nami. from @bloominghands unprompted || always accepting. ♡

Nami is pretty sure she has never made that particular noise before, one so high that she's pretty sure that it doesn't sound like she is screaming at all, save for the cracks in the pitch or by physically turning to look at her. The blood has all but drained from her face, leaving her a sickly green, and she has to put a hand over her mouth as she tries not to wretch.

She is finally able to close her eyes and turn away from the awful, awful sight that had befallen her before. Robin, her dear sweet friend, subjecting Nami to one of the most gruesome images she would ever bear witness to. She begins to sob.

❝ Robin... Would you mind waiting until I'm not here to do continue? ❞