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It all happens in a matter of minutes. The marines drop like flies, terrified whines and shouts breaking from their mouths as they scramble to raise weapons against the threat wreaking havoc in their ranks. Sanji almost feels bad for them, particularly the ones succumbing to the ragged bite wounds inflicted upon them, but then he thinks of their filthy hands on his nakama and his sympathy dissipates.
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- Part 4 of point of sail
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01 Jun 2026
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“You are an absolute idiot.” Sanji’s hands shake as he sterilizes a needle in cooking wine—fucking cooking wine—because the thrice-damned marimo is a fish and even Nami doesn’t have the kind of cash to keep the Merry well-stocked with alcohol. This is the second time in recent memory that he’s had to stitch their swordsman back together, and as far as he’s concerned, that’s two times too many.
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Sanji is having big feelings, and his concussion is making everything worse.
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29 May 2026
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Before Sanji could turn around, the sharp sword came down, fabric ripped with a sharp shrrk, his black shirt splitting clean across the back from shoulder blade to waist. He didn't feel it, didn't care. Mid-spin, he launched another Collier Shoot, smoke curling from his lips.
But the crew saw.
Zoro caught it first, mid-swing—three swords pausing a beat too long. Black ink? Swirling lines, intricate as some ancient tattoo, peeking through the shredded cloth. Not some dumb heart or skull. Something dark spread across his entire shoulder blades. He shook it off, bellowed "Oi, cook! Eyes front!" but his gaze flicked back.
or; The crew finds out Sanji has a tattoo dedicated to each of them except for Zoro.
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29 May 2026
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Zoro pivoted himself to be on a kind of defensive: back to his mate, full guard toward the remaining marines. He felt the alpha notice the shift, as acutely as he felt the weight of his body slowing down - paralytic, he remembered overhearing. But he was still a force, still a demon in human form. Only once he'd brained the last one with the butt of Shuusui did he falter, and fuck, take a knee on the cobblestone.
Sanji was already there.
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- Part 6 of Flufftober 2021
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24 May 2026
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Zoro spoke with his hands. Not the way most people meant that, not in gestures while speaking with his mouth. No, he spoke to Sanji with hands on his shoulders, on his jaw, on his skin; asked questions with nudges of his nose to Sanji's jaw, clasps of strong palms on his hips. He pushed and pulled and requested and demanded with his hands, with as much subtlety and nuance as any eloquent man did with words.
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- Part 5 of Flufftober 2021
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24 May 2026