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    n. the bittersweetness of having arrived here in the future, finally learning the answers to how things turned out but being unable to tell your past self.

    A divorced couple plays a game and shares a drink for the last time.

    Or not.

    That’s up to you.

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    23 Jun 2026

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    After that, he gets on his elevator. He’s still smiling as the doors start to close, and you can’t help but suspect he’s putting on a brave face for Zoro.

    “You selfish piece of shit,” Zoro mutters. The cigarette falls to the floor.

    Before you realize what’s happening, Zoro darts forward. The doors aren’t the sort that open again if something stands between them, and so Zoro almost doesn’t manage to get in before they shut.
    Almost, but he does.

    Before the doors close completely, you see Zoro and Sanji embracing each other, and it hits you that Zoro spent twenty-two years in your bar waiting for that man. That Sanji spent twenty-two years thinking about Zoro’s death.

    The moment Zoro baited Sanji into a fight, he was willingly dooming himself. You were a fool to try to stand between them.

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    n. a moment you instantly wish you could take back, feeling a pulse of dread right after crossing the point of no return—a blurted confession, a hurled insult, a final decision you’d been waffling over for months—wanting to take just one step backward in time, reverting to the way things used to be, in the halcyon days of just a minute ago.

    Sanji confesses his feelings.

    Sanji confesses his feelings.

    Sanji confesses his feelings.

    Sanji—

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    22 Jun 2026

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    “Zoro,” he pleads, albeit he doesn't know for what.

    “You're safe now, Sanji,” Zoro promises, and Sanji believes him this time. He takes Sanji’s hand and kisses his fingertips. “You'll be fine.”

    The moment feels familiar. Sanji’s body remembers this, like it remembers the pain currently bringing tears to his eyes and making him choke on nothing.

    “They killed me,” Sanji says, horror dawning on him, eclipsing the simple fear of dying, momentarily making him forget the pain.

    “And I undid it. You won’t be hurt again,” Zoro vows, fierce and terrifying. The Demon of the East Blue. The King of Hell. The great love of Sanji’s life. “I swear.”

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    “There are no details, Cook,” Zoro says. “There was no duel.”

    Sanji pales. “Shit. Did you miss it because I passed out? Did we get here too late?”

    For some reason, Zoro laughs.

    “Cook, I postponed it.” He looks at Sanji fondly, almost making him forget that he’s angry at Zoro. “There’s no point in winning that fight if you won’t be there to see it.”

    “Huh?” Wow, that sounded dumb. In Sanji’s defense, he doesn’t really understand this. “Zoro, that’s your lifelong dream. You can’t just go and postpone it for that.”

    “I can and I did.” Zoro stands as tall as he is, head held high, and Sanji sees a promise in his gaze. “That dream’s kept me going so far, but you’re what comes after. I’ll treat you with the same amount of respect.”

  3. Public Bookmark 61

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    n. the unease of knowing how quickly your circumstances could change on you—that no matter how carefully you shape your life into what you want it to be, the whole thing could be overturned in an instant, with little more than a single word, a single step, a phone call out of the blue, and by the end of next week you might already be looking back on this morning as if it were a million years ago, a poignant last hurrah of normal life.

     

    The last time Zoro saw him, Sanji was leaving the bar with a woman, tripping over his own feet.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    “Sanji!” Zoro calls urgently, kneeling next to the limp form on the floor, taking him into his arms. Sanji’s head lolls with the movement.

    There’s no reaction, not even a sound as Zoro maneuvers Sanji into what he hopes is a comfortable position.

    “Sanji,” Zoro calls again, softer, supporting Sanji’s head with his arm and checking his pulse. It’s racing, going at a speed that makes it hard for Zoro to keep count of his heartbeats. “Sanji, wake up.”

    If his voice comes out pleading, nobody will ever know.

    Sanji’s eyelids flutter.

    “Sanji,” Zoro repeats, like a charm, a spell, an incantation. “Sanji.” A trail of breadcrumbs for Sanji to follow.

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    Usopp had an ability that hadn't really made much sense when he was younger.

    Every one had a string tied around their wrist like a bracelet, the ghost-like coloured strand trailing off into what seemed like infinity.

    He soon discovers that a certain blonde Cook and green-haired swordsman have their own.

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    22 Jun 2026

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    The shade had stayed the same for a few weeks or so after that until Thriller Bark.

    He knew there was something the Cook wasn't telling them. Sanji was smoking two packs a day with hands that would not stop shaking no matter how hard he tried and all of it was because of a certain swordsman.

    Zoro's unconsciousness lasted almost four days and the blonde was by his side the entire time. When he'd finally woken up, the first thing he did was smile and gently deposit his hand into the hair of the sleeping Cook at his bedside.

    Sanji had cried after that, but they'd all vowed to never mention it; that was a private moment between the two that they'd intruded on accidentally and so to them, they'd seen nothing.

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    Post-canon: Red-Leg Zeff finally gets to go to the All Blue to settle down with his adoptive son and (maybe unfortunately, he's not sure yet) his son's husband.

    Mind the tags - this is a sequel and an ABO story :)

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    18 Jun 2026

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    “Nobody needs to fight,” he reiterates.

    Zoro nods and seems deep in thought for a moment. Finally, he turns back to Robin.

    “Fine,” he says, “you can rub his feet and his back and stuff.”

    “Wait, hey –“

    Robin beams. “Of course! I brought some herbal bath salts with me – perhaps later you can help him soak in a relaxing bath.”

    “Robin, Zoro…”

    “Sounds good. I’ve got some muscle massage oil – you want that for his feet?”

    “That would be lovely, Dear Swordsman.”

    “This isn’t what I meant –“

    Both alphas cheerfully ignore him. Zeff’s openly guffawing now as the two set their rivalry aside and conspire to spoil the Eggplant completely rotten. Sanji shoots Zeff a panicked look, but he just grins at him. He’s not intervening in this new iteration of alpha pissing contest – the one where they give up fighting each other and instead combine their efforts to care for the omega together. No, the Eggplant’s on his own with this one.

    There’s worse things than being loved.