#interactions: sanji.

[sunday-arch]

" it's ... " something about the scent is off. not that the ingredients are rotten, but perhaps a mismatched flavor profile , a lack of cohesion in the dish. still, sanji delicately lifts the food from the plate to his mouth, chewing slowly ... understanding how the hell they thought these ingredients were supposed to complement each other. then again, not everyone had the culinary know-how. " where did you get this recipe from ? "

open ; sanji.

[tangerine-hearts]

Pure instinct...

ONE PIECE (1999) ⚔ episode 982

[wtfforged]

IDK IF I EVER POSTED THIS OLD REDRAW. here:) my fav chapter illustration i think....

[poyitjdr]

Reminder that Sanji has willingly put his own damn fingers in Zoro’s ‘barbaric’ and ‘disgusting’ mouth

Also bonus Sanji giving the biggest shit eating grin I’ve ever seen:

[vikary401]

🍉

wamter..wamertelon…….wamtememlom……………..

watermelon zosan cause i miss themmm

[andaniellight]

I used to obsess over this scene so much so of course I'd want this clip to be in my blog

[oxygenisachoice]

☀️

[sunday-arch]

" but--- you won't know until you try! " there's a desperate strain to his voice, his heart aching in his chest at the thought of being anywhere in the world without her. the only semblance of peace he found was being near her , even when he's had the most grueling of days.

perhaps though, sanji was being unfair. his mom truly isn't well and sailing away on rocky seas could aggravate her illness. he wouldn't want to be the cause of anything terrible to happen to her. for now, he reluctantly drops the issue, determined to think of some way to convince her away from the island should the time come that he would leave. " what ... what do you think is out there ? "

As he curled up to her Sora tucked the blanket around him, keeping their combined warmth against her. As he questioned her she sighed softly, knowing that these weren't easy questions for her to answer. Smoothing his hair down she tried to piece together what she would tell him.

"I'm not well." That much was obvious. "Your father is the only one who knows the right medicines for me. I don't think there any out in the world who knows how to make the medicines." Her husband was a brilliant man, but she knew part of her illness was punishment for defying him. "So I have to stay here. But you my love, there is a whole world out there for you to find."

[piratespencilart]

I just think it's funny if, post-timeskip, Sanji has changed... but not that much.

[sunday-arch]

" i'm surprised more people haven't heard of the all blue. a life near or on the seas and it's been reduced to a myth ... a far-gone legend that most laugh at. ---well, that could be all it is. " there's a melancholic edge to his tone, but it recovers quickly, blue eyes tilting up to meet the other's. " but, i'm determined to prove that wrong. it's out there. i know it. "

open starter, sanji.

[twirlymarimo]

The Monk and The Cook ONE PIECE | EP. 303

[noideawhatidobutfit]

[sunday-arch]

sanji's gaze cuts towards her poised hand , reaching for the cigarette between his lips. it takes a second to register what she's asking. when he does, eyes widen both in surprise and the suggested intimacy of the gesture. at least, that's how he would read it in his mind. it wasn't the time for him to point out such things nor to react as obviously as he might, so he tries to reel himself in.

" o-of course--- " sanji stammers, pinching the cigarette between his forefinger and thumb, handing it to her. he watches her slender fingers gingerly take the cigarette, pressing it between her lips. he tries not to stare , though failing for several seconds.

when he does pry his gaze away, he clears his throat and shoves his hands into his pockets. " i didn't know you smoked. " was the only thing that he could manage to say as he glanced away, hoping that the warmth flooding his cheeks would die down.

Nami has never seriously smoked. As a teenager, she tried it once, Arlong's crew dangling vices in front of the pet human for cheap entertainment. No one was going to get the better of her, so she snatched a cigarette out of the nearest fishman's hand and pressed it to her lips. It tasted like ash and long ago memories.

In the following years, she also picked it up to lure in unsuspecting victims to rob, painting whatever picture worked best for the moment: the femme fatale, the wide-eyed ingénue looking to be guided, so on and so forth. But smoking has never been of her own volition, not really.

Cigarettes have always reminded her of her mom -- and now, of Sanji. They paint a picture of comfort given in times where she needs it most and often doesn't know how to ask for it. As a child, the end of a curling trail of smoke meant her mother's sharp wit and warm smile. Now, it brings her to Sanji's endlessly blue gaze and steady hands.

Hesitation is an unknown feeling for Nami but it overcomes her as she lifts a hand, pausing mid-way. "Can I...?" her eyes fall to his cigarette.

[potatopassenger]

Hilarious revelation that Vivi might have not actually seen Luffy and Zoro fight together at full strength before

[sunday-arch]

he’s  gathering  supplies  for  his  crew,  perusing  the  stalls  lined  up  one  after  the  other.  they  boast  of  fresh  vegetables,  fruits,  seafoods,  and  meats;  some  are  delicacies  he’s  only  read  about  and  have  never  had  the  pleasure  of  utilizing  in  his  dishes.  counting  what’s  left  of  the  budget  nami-san  so  generously  provided,  he  decides  there’s  just  enough  left  to  splurge  on  a  few  specialty  items.   

the  cook  pays  special  attention  to  one  stall  in  particular,  advertising  a  host  of  mushrooms  and  a live  demonstration  of  the  versatility  of  the  maitake.   it’s  a  little  pricier  than  what  he’s  seen  before ,  but  he’s  already  dreaming  up  the  different  dishes—  buttered  over  a  creamy  seafood  pasta ,  a  battered  and  fried  recipe  paired  with  sake ,  a  nice  warm  broth  with  miso  and  wakame.  the  options  were  endless !  

after  purchasing  and  maneuvering  his  way  through  the  crowded  path,  his  gaze  is  drawn  to  a  head  of  orange  hair  bobbing  through  the  crowd.  before  he  could  call  out  her  name,  his  shoulder  jostles  against  another’s,  nearly  losing  balance  of  the  box  of  groceries  under  his  arm.    turning  to  glance  at  the  stranger  and  mutter  his  apologies,   the  words  die  on  his  tongue—  it’s  like  looking  into  a  mirror !  

“  wh–  ”   it  must  be  a  trick !  a  mask  devised  by  usopp  or  franky.  it’s  the  only  option  he  can  think  of  because  the  person  he’s  staring  at  is  a  carbon  copy  of  himself.   maybe  if  he  looked  past  the  general  features,  he  would  spot  the  smaller  details  that  differed  between  them.   “  who  the  hell’re  you ??  ”

@lovehungered / doppleganger au, starter.

[cottagedreamy]

Sometimes, i think how beautiful is the love between all the strawhats. I'm not talking about the romantic one, but the platonical. Besides i believe that any names could describe how their relationship works.

Oh, they just love so much each other. They LIVE, they keep going for them. They watch their backs, they fight GOD for them, they would burn, drown, kill, loose limbs for keep their nakamas safe.

It's so cute the fact that they do everything together. If they bath, they bath together. If they're gonna eat? They eat together! They're gonna sleep, they sleep together. One of them got a fever, they'll gonna look after them while asleep. Someone is sleeping without an blanket? Someone will bring one for them. One of them is working? There's always someone to make them company.

They tease each other, they hit their asses, they gonna fight for the insignificant things, they gonna argue, they gonna disturb each other, they will call you dumb and hit you, they can be mean for fun, and never say "i love you", because they just gonna show their love in different ways that doesn't need words.

It's funny to think they're so close, even they spent more time apart than together. But the dedication they have for each other, I feel like it was in the stars that they would meet, and at the moment when they needed it most, they appeared in each other's lives like sacred angels and bringing good company and shaping their bonds. unique characters that make it feel more like a family than a simple pirate crew. They are far from the conventional pirates we are familiar with in fiction. Because that ship became more than a shelter, it became a home.

And one day, this crew will be disbanded, and they will be able to go on with their lives peacefully. Travel, study, maybe get married, manage somewhere... And then, will their hearts sometimes go back to the sea and think "I miss those crazy days, with those people and with my captain..."? Everything will be just memories in the very distant future, but they will always carry a part of themselves in each other. They changed their nakama's lives forever.

But they've never got a chance to say "i think you're my family. And i love you", but like i said, they don't need to say. Their actions do it for themselves. They have so much love to give.

Oh, to be loved by your friends. To be cared by them. To call the sea your home, having a place to came back, but risk your life for some people that you've meet for a little time in your life, because you learned you can love, and now you have someone to share this love. Oh, they are destined to meet, they're all made for eachother. They're soulmates.