And a stranger, long ago. (Not you, honey! You, I know.)

co-created with @kinemon

Façonner Zoro/Sanji, G (a lil suggestive though) One warm and lazy afternoon soon after Thriller Bark, Sanji cuts Zoro's hair. "Sanji reaches the back of Zoro’s head, and swaps the scissors for the razor.

Obediently Zoro tilts his head forward. Sanji wonders at this. Is he usually so malleable? Is it the heat?

He begins to shave, trimming away the stray hairs that have spread in the last month or so down the back of Zoro’s neck. The muscles there shift ever so slightly under the blade – an involuntary kind of thing, like goosebumps, or a yawn. Of course Zoro has his body under control again; he’d let it slip for just a moment, and really Sanji shouldn’t be made so curious by that. Anyone would freak out a little at having their shoulders brushed by a warm hand in the heat of a ship’s kitchen, in the haze of an autumn island’s evening rocked by the swell of the open ocean."

Woah! I wrote a sequel!!

Jusqu'à la prochaine fois ('til next time) Zoro/Sanji, G During the two-year separation, Zoro grows out his hair.

Kuraigana Castle truly is very cold. Though Mihawk’s made a fair job of repairs, many of the windows and doorframes let the outside chill in easily, and Zoro’s watched dead leaves borne by drafts of wind blow down a hall or two. When he’s not training, eating, or sleeping, he spends his time wandering those halls; weaving in and out of ornately decorated sitting rooms, dusty pantries filled with bottles of wine and jars of jam and pickle, disused bedrooms draped by old white sheets, and countless libraries filled floor to ceiling with musty books, many of them crumbling. He’s begun to wonder if Mihawk has hoarding tendencies – the way Nami does with money, only for old boring things.

Yet he’s found riches here too. He’s unsure how Mihawk manages it, but there’s always a steady stream of booze and good food at the island, and those bedrooms that do see use are so comfortable that it’s a wonder he’s able to get up in the morning.

He can’t remember the last time he slept so well on land.

At night, Zoro sits in the window nook in his assigned room on the second floor, watching the island shudder and move in the wind. Sometimes he’ll see flashes of light in the forest – sparks, emanating from the crossing blades of fighting baboons.

And in the morning, dressing for the day’s training, he stares at himself in the mirror, wondering if he’ll ever recognise himself again.

His left eye damaged beyond repair, his hair curling around his ears and down the nape of his neck. It’s been a year – how long will it have grown when he sees him – them – again?

low quality one piece frames are so special to me

Rewatched Princess Mononoke today and experienced an insane amount of brainrot.

But real talk, the movie is beautiful in everything including; animation, story and soundtrack. I can not recommend it enough.

And no, the character designs are not consistent with the timeline, but do I care o_0 ??

SHUT.

Choppah

there's nothing SUPER about misogyny..

based off of this post by @wlwsanji on twitter

positivity post 😁😁!!!!

my love is mine all mine

Immediately thought of Luffy and sanji hanging out

(psst, I got more)

Come on, tell me I’m wrong

you ever get Supernaturally Beckoned to draw something

some strawhats at sea

POV you are Mr. 5 and Miss Valentine watching Zoro and Luffy duking it out at Whiskey Peak at midnight

your god asks why you're crying and when you say because you've been looking for him he says "but we've been together the whole time!" hope has been with you all your life!! hope never left!