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[useragarfield]

♡ ULTIMATE SHIPS MEME ♡: Smiles [3/5] ↳ Peter & Catherine The Great, The Great 2.10 ( 2020 - 2023 )

[asliceofzosan]

in which Sanji is in Shells Town when Zoro eats the rice ball off the floor

It isn't often that Zeff's plans to get rid of him involve actually making Sanji leave the Baratie on a supply run (mostly because they never work. Sanji always comes back with more produce than the budget allows for which pisses the old geezer even more). But today, he was persistent that he go all the way to Shells Town. Fucking Shells Town. It isn't exactly the first place Sanji would think of when wanting quality ingredients.

However, if there's anything Sanji is, it's that he's stubborn. He'll comb through every market stall if he has to. He's coming back to the Baratie with three kilos of overpriced bluefin tuna if only to raise Zeff's blood sugar out of spite. Zeff raised a brat. So he's going to act like one.

Disembarking off of his boat, he makes a beeline first for a reputable restaurant in town. Cooks know what cooks want. He'd rather shave off time by asking a fellow chef where are the best places to get supplies. A few lovely ladies point him in the direction of a well-loved little restaurant at the edge of town and he each gives them a kiss on the back of their hand as a thank you.

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintances, my angels." He says with a wink. Both girls only give him blank stares and walk away from him. He still sighs dreamily as they soon fade from view. It's a lot better than getting hit in the head.

He walks ahead to the restaurant, finding it a little crowded with a couple marines. No matter. Sanji isn't exactly known by face around the East Blue. He begrudgingly understands now why Zeff doesn't want to go here and instead forced Sanji onto his sailboat by himself.

With an irritated flick of his hair, he strides into the restaurant, sitting at a table near the window so he could light a quick cigarette before asking for the chef.

"We already have our order—"

"No. More food is better! Gotta feed the brain!"

Sanji's ears pick up the conversation in the table next to him as naturally as he does breathing. With the amount of times Zeff makes him wait tables instead of actually cooking in the kitchen, he's become skilled in the art of being a gossip. Tie him up in the middle of a marine base for admitting that, he doesn't care. There's only so much one can do to keep themselves entertained.

"We have to figure out a way to get inside the base."

"Luffy, I don't think that's a good idea–"

"It's not a good idea because I don't have a plan yet!"

"Well, what's your plan?"

"..."

"Luffy..."

"I'm getting there!"

Sanji chuckles. Whoever this Luffy kid is, he sure sounds interesting.

But before he could get another slice of their conversation, a commotion at the bar piques his interest even more. He uncrosses his legs, sitting up a little straighter, and watches as a blond man in a suit scolds a girl for running into him, calling her stupid and mocking her.

Sanji quirks an eyebrow at him. No matter what, no man should speak to a little girl that way.

"You dropped my food."

This time, a man with green hair catches his attention and with a quick glance, Sanji sees that there is smushed up rice balls on the floor by the blond's feet. Sanji sees red immediately. He's just about to go over there and give the guy a piece of his mind when the green haired man kneels down, grabs a glob of dirty riceball, and puts it into his mouth.

Sanji tunnel visions on the way his lips move, slowly chewing, savoring the otherwise spoiled riceball in his mouth like it's the most delectable piece of food he's ever eaten. The whole restaurant watches with bated breath, but none held tightly in his chest as much as Sanji's is. The man scrapes every grain of rice off of the floor, licking the remaining traces off his fingers.

He doesn't know it yet, but Sanji's heart has spilled out of his chest, and is now in the hands of a dirty green haired swordsman. With each bite he takes of the sullied riceball, the more Sanji's soul is sucked out of his body and placed into a state of near heavenly revelation.

Then the swordsman picks up the plate and offers the other riceball to the irritated blond man across from him.

"Now you eat one and apologize to the girl."

Sanji doesn't know what happens to his heart because the aching in his chest feels like he's out of breath. Maybe he's dying. It feels a lot like it because suddenly Sanji genuinely has forgotten how to breathe in this moment.

It gets even worse when the fight breaks out. The man barely even breaks a sweat. In any other circumstance where there is a fight, Sanji would go right in and make sure none of the dishes fall to the floor. But it seems that even then, Sanji's interference isn't needed.

Because the man's hits are calculated, careful despite the rough and tumble of the fight. He barely even gets his swords out. And he, Sanji notices with a bright smile, makes sure none of the tables get hit. He contains it all in the small space in front of the bar.

The final nail in the coffin is when he takes a giant swig out of his mug, shakes it a bit to see if there's any more drink inside, and casually chucks it at an oncoming marine and knocks him out cold.

Now Sanji is used to falling in love easily with beautiful women. All they have to do is smile at him and he'll be on his knees for them. He has experience in that department.

But what is Sanji supposed to do when a brutish man with a kind heart glances at him briefly before taking the other riceball in his hand and shoving it in his mouth?

Sanji thinks that this is how he falls in love with a man.

His plate is wiped clean before he hands it back to the little girl, who looks up at the man with stars in her eyes.

Sanji figures that maybe the way he's staring at the man isn't too far off from how she's looking at him.

Sanji comes back to the Baratie with no supplies and an earful from Zeff that doesn't register in his brain.

His mind instead is filled with just the memory of the green haired man, his lips pursing ever so slightly around the riceball in his mouth, and the smallest smile he gives the little girl as he thanks her for the food.

Sanji wonders if he'll ever see him again.

He learns how to make different kinds of rice balls in the meantime.

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A/N: did somebody say sanji would fall in love with zoro if he saw him eat food off the floor? say no more !!

EDIT: part two, debt and doing dishes is up!

[mizuno-marmalade]

HAPPY LATE EASTER/APRIL FOOLS. HERE IS THE EASTER PIECE. nozonicoeli in wonderland. i spent so long on this you guys 💀

[moonkhao]

hi.

[ultrav1olenc3z]

Wdym we aren’t married after staring at each other for months ???

[eff-ston3mblogs]

is it normal to be a complete loser

[be-an-echo]

let's go my love, we don't belong here anymore...

[mycatisalive]

Random Coraline fanart, because I can't wait for spooky season. This one is a bit older (I think I made it around last Christmas). I kinda want to make another one :DD

(because there is nothing like rewatching Coraline and also rereading the book during autumn.)

Also! fanarts are pretty rare for me,,, so I'm not sure if I get into making more of them. We'll see...

[bipolaritysucksbutslaps]

finishing writing a fic is all fun and jokes until you realise you don't have a purpose in life anymore

[heavenknowsffs]

So here's another shameless self plug because this does not pay the bills but i so desperatly wish it did because i love live music and going to gigs and doing my silly little photos

here's some photos i haven't posted in my blog yet so y'all got the first taste 😎

If you like what you see and would like to see more you can follow me on @pennylanephoto here on tumblr or over on instagram

If you'd like to support my work so i can keep doing this and maybe one day buy a new lens (that unfortunately rounds 2000€) consider buying me a beer/coffee on ko-fi or buy me a coffee

All my links are here and remember! Sharing is caring! By sharing you can send this around and help my work reach more people <3 (also there's some links for prints and even apparel and stuff over there if that interests you! if you want a print of any other photo or just a small one of 15x20 just dm me and we'll figure something out!)

[eatmy-customjorts]

art vs artist ⁉️

[bccksmarts]

OKAY HI— it's been a while, hasn't it?? I went on a hiatus a few months ago and I forgot to reblog that post here, I'm so sorry for not saying anything!! I missed all of you so much though, and my precious bookworm obviously.

I'm hoping to get things going here again, so I'll see what's in my drafts & inbox. If I owe you anything at all, feel free to lemme know!!

I might start by shooting asks out to people maybe if y'all want that ♡

[galmance]

steddie brain rot fic rec (vol. 2)

you can find vol. 1 here

after many months, here is a new fic rec list (all completed fics)... enjoy

blood, love, and rhetoric -- sourpastels (@lesbiansidney)

Steve is taking it day by day, flitting between the high school and the hospital and Hopper’s cabin, locking any thoughts of Eddie Munson away at the back of his mind. Meanwhile, Eddie is just trying to get out of the Upside Down, with nothing but a nail-shield and the world's worst company.

off the beaten path -- @pukner

Steve figures out he's bi before Eddie figures out that he's gay. Eddie still manages to fall first.

someone else's favorite song -- @fastcardotmp3

A friends-with-benefits relationship goes complicated when who Steve and Eddie are to one another shifts with the coming of a new sort of tragedy.

the end is here (and we do it a hundred times) -- @placebythering

Steve jolts awake, staring up into the dull beige of the camper’s ceiling. There’s a distinct brown stain, likely from a leak. The cushion of the back seat is hard against his back, and if he strains he could hear yelling and laughing from the outside.

He wonders if he’s finally lost his fucking mind.

--or, Steve relives the day of the end over and over again.

love is a battle field i can win -- @palmviolet

Christmas 1994. Nancy faces her fears.

let me know (everything's alright) -- @bexiguess

Eddie Munson is a lot younger, and a lot smarter, than people tend to believe. 

throw me one -- adure (@toburnup )

Steve and Eddie are friends with benefits with the important caveat - no kissing, ever, under any circumstances; modern AU

a bottle of rouge (just me and you) -- @anniebibananie, galmance

Over the course of Harringley’s first national tour, band rules are made, broken, and might just cause feelings that leave them on the precipice of destroying everything they’ve built.

(yes, a lil self-promo is necessary sometimes hehe)

[d0llsart]

DO NOT associate me with that godforsaken pr0shipper😭 i know our art style bare some similarities BUT I AM NOT THEM ☹️ /srs

[anena-enthusiast]

HI IF YOU DONT MIND GO LISTEN TO MY FRIENDS SONG

SHES AN AMAZING SINGER and I wanna put her out there!!! She’s self taught guitar, and she’s trying to get into Juliard. This was more of a vent song but she’s really proud of it and said it was okay for me to share :)

[eff-ston3mblogs]

mermaid spells work just believe!!101