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jambenoirdragonbleu · 4 years
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All For You
My first piece with Sanji and my new OC, Mizu Florence. Writing about this ship is still a little difficult for me, but I will be writing more in the future along with my other OC ships. But I hope you guys enjoy my pieces and Mizu herself. Thank you guys. :)
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 1,128
OC’s: Mizu Florence
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Sanji’s eyes shot open in shock and slight fear as Mizu’s delicate hands clasped firmly against his face.
Her lavender glare glossed over like they were nearly about to spill with angry tears.
With a sharp finger pointed toward his face, the woman’s trembling lips parted.
“Don’t...ever...say that...about yourself”, she demanded in a near shaky whisper.
Her deep strine accent slipping through the cracks, still somehow soothing the man’s angst.
“You are not a failure”, she continued. “You are the most remarkable...and beautiful person I have ever known”.
A low exhale escaped Sanji’s lungs at her words.
“You’ve endured so much pain...and cruelty...from those who ought to have loved you”, clearly choking up at the thought, “...and you still accomplished so much...and still have the purest soul I have ever seen...”.
Her dark brows twitch lightly as she struggles to hold back her sorrow.
“And after all that...to hear you call yourself a failure”, her barriers broken as tears finally begin to stream down her pale cheeks, “...breaks my heart more than words could ever express”.
“Mizu-“, Sanji immediately reacted to the woman’s tears as he reaches for her face.
Her grasp on his face loosening to a more gentle sensation against his skin.
“You shouldn’t cry over someone like me...please”, Sanji began to wipe her face, his fingers soft against her plush skin, “I’m not special...”, Mizu’s face began to heat up.
“I don’t deserve your tears”. 
With a swift motion of her arms, Mizu forced herself from Sanji’s grasp.
“And just what do you consider special?!”, her voice rose to a near shout.
Her fists clenched, muscles tense.
“Mizu-“, Sanji tried to quiet down the angered woman, attempting to comfort her in an embrace.
“Someone like Judge?!”, she continued on as she continuously pushed his hands away.
“No, that’s not what-“.
“Your asshole brothers?!”, her voice continued to rise. “Emotionless, soulless beasts with nothing to care for?! Nothing to protect?!”
“Mizu, stop-!”
“You think that’s what I want?!”, the woman shouted as she slammed the man’s back against the wall with her bare hand.
A low grunt erupted from Sanji’s throat upon impact.
The silence between them only broken by heavy pants as Sanji’s gaze met her tearful glare.
“Of all people...?”, her tone lowered. Softened even. Her rage nearly completely seeped from her body.
Taking this opportunity without hesitation, Sanji pulled the woman into a warm embrace against his chest.
Her tears coating his tank.
Her delicate fingers lightly gripping against it.
“That’s not what I want...that’s not what you need to be special...Sanji...”.
She whimpered against him.
The man was silent, but held her tighter.
“...I love you...”, she confessed wholeheartedly, her voice brighter than her usual tone.
Sanji’s eyes saucers. “…what?”
 “...I have been since we met...over 2 years of having you in my life and...finally getting the chance to be here to tell you...”.
“Really…?”
With her eyes shielded, Sanji turned his view to the mirror on the other wall...catching the view of the sincerity within her face. Her bitter tears flowing like waterfalls of agony as she desperately clung to him for dear life.
Her eyes clasped shut. Her body trembling like she was in pain at the sheer thought of him being anything like the Vinsmoke’s…or anything less than himself.
But why? ...what was he other than a failed experiment? A broken man on a search for an impossible dream?
“...you are everything”.
His eyes widened at her reflection. A light gasp rose his chest.
“I’ve lost everything...”, she continues on, “...my mum...my home...family, my friends...and I always pushed on”.
Her gaze finally rose, yet still not meeting his eyes.
“...because of you”.
Sanji felt himself begin to melt against her body. His hold on her never letting up as she spoke.
“I ran for so long and so far from the government…rouge pirates…my past…”, Sanji could hear his heart crack at the somberness in her voice, “…and every day I was so close to just throwing in the towel and callin’ it quits…but I kept thinking…’if I give up now…I’ll disappoint him’”.
A light flush filled Sanji’s cheeks as he recalled what he expressed to Judge as to why he saved them…because his real father would be disappointed.
“…and I knew the further away I ran…from everyone I loved, the safer you all would be. But I realized it wasn’t about everyone else”, she admitted. “I’ve kept Bloodbane safe for so many years…no matter what happens to me, I knew they’d be safe, but through it all, the only time I did not know what to do…was when they mentioned the damn Straw Hats”.
Her normal tone resurfacing putting him more at ease.
“That’s when I figured out…you are the only thing in this entire world I can’t live without...that I can’t lose...every little part of you is everything that makes me whole”.
“Mizu…”, Sanji exhaled in a near whisper, otherwise speechless at the woman’s confession before she finally meets his gaze.
Their faces mere inches from one another, their eyes gleaming against one another’s.
“…doesn’t that make you special?”
Sanji’s cheeks flushed at her question.
“I wasn’t wrong though”, his smooth rustic voice filling her itching ears. 
A delightful warmth filled her adorable plush cheeks and nose, dusted with freckles like powdered sugar, as he gently brushed her oceania teal hair behind her ear.
Sanji’s breath hinged as he took in the view of her beautiful face...her exquisite mermaid features. She was a real jewel of the ocean. It took everything to convince him that he had not already found his All Blue.
“I don’t deserve your tears”, Sanji admitted as he caressed her cheek. “After everything I did…everything you went through…I could’ve stopped it”, his eyes began to gloss over. “I don’t deserve you…or your love”.
“Well, that’s all you’re getting from me, sailor”, Mizu softly yet firmly reassured the troubled chef. “I’d be sure to remember that if I were you”.
Sanji couldn’t do anything, but release a sigh that couldn’t be described as anything less than relief and pure joy, her loving smile lighting a fire in his heart.
“Now, c’mere”, Mizu finally gave into her desires pulling the man’s lips to hers.
Sanji’s heart nearly exploding as he could feel the passion within her warming her body against his. 
There was no need for fear or chivalry as the chef deepened their kiss. He knew what she wanted and what he could give her, she would take all of it with nothing less than the purest love he could ever imagine.
It was then Sanji knew…
…he had truly found his All Blue.
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Tagging: @digitalkanvas​ @completelyinappropriate​ @aquathemermaidstripper​ @glacian-apocalypse​ @melodiousjp​
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yurimother · 4 years
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Yuri Quarantine Reading List
In times like these, when we are all doing our best to stay home, social distance, and protect our loved ones from COVID-19, we need a little bit of entertainment to get us through some of the longer days isolated in a room. Absorbing yourself in another world through books, games, and media is a solace for many of us during the pandemic. With that in mind, I reached out to anyone and everyone I could think of, from friends and colleagues to publishers and creators to ask, “what lesbian manga or anime is on your quarantine list” and they ran with it!
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Note: some entries have been edited for space and to avoid excessive repetition
Seven Seas Entertainment – Manga and Light Novel Publisher
Kase–San and… by Takashima Hiromi (Manga): https://amzn.to/2KVLMOC
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ROADQUEEN: Eternal Roadtrip to Love by Mira Ong Chua (Manga): https://amzn.to/3feTW2y
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TOKYOPOP – Manga and Comic Publisher
Futaribeya: A Room for Two by Yukiko (Manga): https://amzn.to/2z4q0pi
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Still Sick by Akashi (Manga): https://amzn.to/3c0n0ZD
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Yuri Bear Storm by Ikuhara Kunihiko and Morishima Akiko (Manga): https://amzn.to/2YpglEm
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J-Novel Club – Light Novel Publisher
Otherside Picnic by Miyazawa Iori, art by shirakaba (Light Novel): https://amzn.to/2L86XgF
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Side-By-Side Dreamers by Miyazawa Iori, art by Malbeni Akane (Light Novel): https://amzn.to/3dcxzJb
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Seriously Seeking Sister! Ultimate Vampire Princess Just Wants Little Sister; Plenty of Service Will Be Provided! by Hiironoame, art by Siso (Light Novel): https://amzn.to/2z9GUm8
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Kuru – Creator of Mage & Demon Queen
I’m in Love with the Villainess by Inori (Light Novel) Licensed by Seven Seas
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Hayate × Blade by Hayashiya Shizuru (Manga) – Partially Published by Seven Seas (License Suspended): https://amzn.to/2Ys8Tby
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The Third Party by Enjelicious (Manhwa) – Licensed by Lezhin
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ebi–hime – Creator of Rituals in the Dark and Blackberry Honey
A Little Lily Princess by Hanako Games (Visual Novel)
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SHINRAI – Broken Beyond Despair by Gosatsu Visual Novels (Visual Novel)
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Ari North – Creator of Always Human and Aerial Magic
Muted by Miranda Mundt (Webtoon) – Serialized on WEBTOON
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Butterfly Soup by Brianna Lei (Visual Novel)
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Mizuchi 白蛇心傳 by Aikasa Collective (Visual Novel)
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Jocelyne Allen – Translator My Lesbian Experience With Loneliness, Kase–san and…; Blogger Brain vs. Book
Uchi no Shisho wa Shippo ga Nai by TNSK (Manga) – Unlicensed
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Even Though We’re Adults by Shimura Takako (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas
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Kase–San and… by Takashima Hiromi (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas: https://amzn.to/2KVLMOC
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Jenny McKeon – Translator Bloom Into You, Kobayashi’s Dragon Maid; Creator of Life in Translation
Hana and Hina After School by Morinaga Milk (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas: https://amzn.to/2ydTvVG
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Secret of the Princess by Morinaga Milk (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas: https://amzn.to/3f9GRrj
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Verena Maser – German Translator Citrus, Bleach; Japanese Popular–Culture Researcher
Yuri Is My Job! By Miman (Manga) – Licensed by Kodansha: https://amzn.to/2xylD5q
“It’s quirky, it’s funny, and it has a great mix of characters. Just don’t read it when you’re hungry, there are too many delicious cakes …”
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Sound! Euphonium by Kyoto Animation (Anime) – Licensed by Ponycan USA; Takeda Ayano (Light Novel) – Partially Published by Yen On: https://amzn.to/2Yvg2I0
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Liz and the Blue Bird by Kyoto Animation (Anime Film): https://amzn.to/35D0Z0J
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Molly Lee – Translator Adachi and Shimamura, Kokoro Connect
Sexiled: My Sexist Party Leader Kicked Me Out, So I Teamed Up With a Mythical Sorceress! by Kaeruda Ameko, Illustrations by Miya Kazutomo (Light Novel) – Licensed by J-Novel Club: https://amzn.to/3f8qbQO
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Erin Subramanian – Translator Tokyo Love ~ Rica 'tte Kanji!?; Editor Boarding School Juliet
Ameiro Kouchakan Kandan (and associated spin-offs) by Fujieda Miyabi (manga) – Unlicensed
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Oniisama e… (Brother, Dear Brother) by Tezuka Productions (Anime) – Licensed by Anime Sols; Ikeda Riyoko (Manga) – Unlicensed
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Erica Friedman –  Founder of Yuricon and ALC Publishing; Editor The Rose of Versailles, Blogger at Okazu; Yuri Researcher and Tastemaker
Kase–San and… by Takashima Hiromi (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas: https://amzn.to/2KVLMOC
“This high school love story is honest and real in many ways and, in later volumes moves beyond high school. Yamada roots for Kase–san, Kase–san roots for Yamada, and we root for them both.”
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Whispered Words by Ikeda Takashi (Manga) – Licensed by One Peace Books: https://amzn.to/2WlaJrX
“This comedy drama is largely overlooked on these kind of lists, but as a hilarious look at all the Yuri tropes at once it's funny, as a story about a star–crossed couple it's dramatic, and it has one of the finest endings ever in a Yuri manga.”
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Our Dreams at Dusk: Shimanami Tasogare by Yuhki Kamatani (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas: https://amzn.to/2KXJ638
“This LGBTQ manga is real and beautiful in both narrative and art. Absolutely one of the finest manga I've read in years.”
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Kim Morrissy – Tokyo Correspondent for Anime News Network; Translator From Truant to Anime Screenwriter
Murasakiiro no Qualia by Ueo Hisamitsu, art by Tsunashima Shirou (Light novel / Manga) – Unlicensed
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Otherside Picnic by Miyazawa Iori, art by shirakaba (Light Novel) – Licensed by J-Novel Club
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Sexiled: My Sexist Party Leader Kicked Me Out, So I Teamed Up With a Mythical Sorceress! by Kaeruda Ameko, Illustrations by Miya Kazutomo (Light Novel) – Licensed by J-Novel Club: https://amzn.to/35w5ZE3
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Vrai Kaiser – Editor at Anime Feminist; Blogger at Fashionable Tinfoil Accessories
Kiss and White Lily for My Dearest Girl by Canno (Manga) – Licensed by Yen Press: https://amzn.to/3da38TP
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Revue Starlight by Kinema Citrus (Anime) – Licensed by Sentai Filmworks: https://amzn.to/2KRZJND
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Serena – Anime Journalist, Blogger at The Lily Cat
Girl Friends by Morinaga Milk (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas: https://amzn.to/2KSuqCc
“This series has been my go–to yuri manga to read whenever I am at the airport waiting for my flight, waiting for dinner, the world is in chaos (like right now), and so on.”
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Octave by Akiyama Haru (Manga) – Unlicensed
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Alejandra “Alycans” Flores – Founder of Lilium Entertainment
SQ Begin W/ Your Tame (Tamen de Gushi / Their Story) by Tan Jiu (Webcomic) – Unlicensed
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Hana to Hoshi (Flower and Stars) by Suzukin Kario (Manga) – Unlicensed
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Poor Poor Lips by Goto Hayako (Manga) – Unlicensed (formerly JManga)
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OG–Man – Blogger at The Yuri Empire
Moonlight Flowers by Tsugumo Mutsumi (Manga) – Unlicensed
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Murciélago by Yoshimura Kana (Manga) – Licensed by Yen Press: https://amzn.to/2SybwET
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Mage & Demon Queen by Kuru (Webtoon) – Serialized on WEBTOON
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Riddle Story of Devil (Akuma no Riddle) – by Diomedea (Anime) – Licensed by Funimation; Kouga Yun, art by Minakata Sunao (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas: https://amzn.to/2W07ZkI
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Ach – Blogger @yourschas
Her Tale of Shim Cheong by Seri, art by Biwan (Manhwa) – Licensed by TappyToon
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Goodbye, My Rose Garden by Dr. Pepperco (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas: https://amzn.to/2z7yRq0
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Whisper Me a Love Song by Takeshima Eku (Manga) – Licensed by Kodansha: https://amzn.to/2SzKnSa
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Lena K. – Blogger at Yuri Reviews
Violet Evergarden: Eternity and the Auto Memory Doll by Kyoto Animation (Anime Film) – Licensed by Funimation
“It’s not true yuri… Nonetheless, I really, really enjoyed this title – the stunning art and animation, the beautiful characters and the heartfelt story simply made this a delightful watch for me.”
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A Summer’s End - Hong Kong 1986 by Oracle & Bone (Visual Novel)
“The whole look, sound and feel of this title is out of this world”
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Nicki Bauman – Yuri Reporter, Critic, and Researcher at YuriMother
The Conditions of Paradise by Morishima Akiko (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas: https://amzn.to/2WprNwT
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Yuri Life by Kurukuruhime (Manga) – Licensed by Yen Press: https://amzn.to/3ffFHuf
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MAY 15, UPDATE
If I Could Reach You by tMnR (Manga) – Licensed by Kodansha: https://amzn.to/3dSrNwv
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Katherine Hanson – Blogger at Yuriboke
Bloom Into You by Trocya (Anime) – Licensed by Sentai Filmworks; Iruma Hitoma & Nakatani Nio (Light Novel Spin-off) – Licensed by Seven Seas; Nakatani Nio (Manga) – Licensed by Seven Seas: https://amzn.to/2WmveEL
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A Summer’s End - Hong Kong 1986 by Oracle & Bone (Visual Novel)
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lothris · 3 years
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源 姫波 | Hinami Minamoto 
hinami’s old crs audition (deleting the page, lol) 
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❀ Introduction ❀
❝ Why do the gods make kings and queens, if not to protect the ones who can't protect themselves? ❞
Crazy Rich ❀ Year 2  ❀ Mizuchi/Mei House 
Full Name: Minamoto Hinami Nickname(s): Hinamihime, Hinami-hime-sama, Hime-sama, Hinami-sama, Minamoto-Sama, Ojou-sama, Hinami-Ojou-sama, Hi-chan, Hinamin  Age: 20 Date of Birth: February 17, 1999 Zodiac Animal: Usagi (Rabbit) Hometown: Nagoya, Aichi Prefecture, Japan Faceclaim: Dilireba aka Dilraba Dilmurat
❀ Personality ❀
ENFP-T ❀ Chaotic Good ❀ Sanguine ❀ Aquarius
Likes: Tolkien, shoujo-manga, manga in general, anime, SpyXFamily, Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun, Ouran High School Host Club, Inuyasha, Psycho-Pass, Dark (tv series), the moon, flowers, sakura (cherry blossoms), higanbana, poetry, van gogh, the stars, Varda Elentári, Yavanna Kementári, Vána, the lay of Leithian, the witcher (books, not a gamer), tolstoy, dostoevsky, war and peace, winter, a song of ice and fire, daenerys targaryen, shiera seastar, the sea, blue, pink, purple, onii-chans, ichigo daifuku
Dislikes: summer, bugs, cicadas, mosquitos, her father, jon snow, the people who make game of thrones, the hobbit movies, pushy people, people who invade her personal space, people who act all "buddy-buddy" with her even though she doesn't particularly know them all that well, abuses of power, the patriarchy, american imperialism, america, akechi mitsuhide, poor parenting/bad parents, the worldwide epidemic of sexual abusers, the catholic church (for that reason), the fact that it's 2019 and people still have to fight for basic human rights like freedom to marry whomever (within appropriate age gaps, and, of course, consent) they like, society in general, people who somehow are ignoring the massive injustices in society, the uselessness of the UN, north korea have missiles, north korea's government, the japanese government and their history of rewriting history, rise of facism and nazism sweeping across the world, again, ANTI-VAXXERS!! how fucking stupid exactly do you have to be to not understand how vaccination works in the fucking 21st century????
lmao, yeah, she's angry about a lot of stuff, basically why I put her in house mizuchi instead of toyotomi. I wonder where she gets it from, we'll never know will we? (jk, it's C, her anger comes from C, who also passes it all onto me)
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Overview:
Hinami has a somewhat dual personality, though both encompass who she is, and don't act independently of each other, nor is she unaware of both sides of her personality (in essence, a long winded way of me saying she does not have DID). Really, it's more like layers, so basically like all people who adult, I'm not sure what the fuck I'm going with here, but whatever. Oh wait, a better analogy would be levels. Level one Hinami; classy, kind, friendly, she's easy to get along with, and polite and charming, can hold her tongue where needed, and speak out where appropriate. Typical high born lady with that "fuck the genxers and baby boomers, they ruined society" millennial/gen-z attitude, zillienial attitude if you will. Level two, she's dorky and nerdy, so nerdy. "You've never heard of John Ronald Reuel Tolkien? Let me change your LIFE!" This is more common Hinami, Hinami with the common folk. Level three is just a slightly more amped up version of that reserved for friends and Onii-chan's. Will also feature "petulant" Hinami, the baby who wants something and onii-chan will get for it/besties will do it with her. "You don't want to spend the next 11 and a half hours watching the director's cut of the Lord of the Rings trilogy with me? *chokes up* I thought we were friends!?!?" But level three is for Onii-chan and close friends only, easy way to find out if you're a level three; have you ever sat through an LoTR trilogy with her? If you have, you're at least a level three. Level four, aka "I'm sorry, you must be at least a level four friend to unlock my tragic backstory". These are the people she's most open with, there's generally a lot of crossover with level three friends here. Honestly, I just wanted to reference the meme. Anyway, basically, at this level of personality, she lets out all the "the world is a nightmare, I'm kind of with the sun on the whole heat death thing, humanity should be wiped out" type stuff. Also the "I hate my dad and can't wait till someone kills him" stuff.
Hinami's inherent duality is at she at once yearns for fairytale lands; once upon a dream, a dream is a wish the heart makes, a song so sad one can move the heart of Mandos himself, but, at the opposite end, she also fervently burns with desire to burn the world to ashes and remake it anew, to pass righteous justice upon all those whom have made the world the nightmare it is. This duality bleeds through all her friendship levels; but the two opposite points are strongest at level one and four, respectively. Because of her position, she is forced to refrain from stating her most extreme viewpoints in public, particularly at events, and thus when in private, can't help, but spill it all out. When she does express more extreme points in a public setting, she focuses on justice, which doesn't exactly upset the social setting in Japan, they are amongst one of few countries to not only have the death penalty, but also use it. Though, no where nearly as frequently as the United States and other countries.
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Hinami can be impatient, particularly amongst her own generation/age group. She can't comprehend others in her own generation not also burning with anger, maybe not "let's tear down these walls and feast upon the flesh of the king" type rage, but how can they not burn with zeal to change the world when everywhere in the world they rape little girls and boys. Teenagers, maybe, she can understand just wanting to "yeet" or whatever, but as a person over 18, with the power to vote and change things in society, she can't handle young adults who are "disaffected". Disenchanted, sure, upset, great, but "yeah, I'm just going to ignore reality and live in my own little fairytale", she can't stand that attitude and will give an impassioned speech/shout. Everyone's experiences are different, sure, but you don't have to suffer to empathize with the innocent migrants being kept in concentration camps by the most powerful country in the world. You don't have to have been raped not to feel rage for all the people in the world who were sexually assaulted. It's called empathy, if cats can express it, so can you.
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She's also got a somewhat contradictory sense of entitlement. While she has socialist-communist views, and thus, technically doesn't even believe that there should be "divine ruler" at all, she is a royalist. She is the daughter of the Crown Prince, the blood of the Emperor, and the direct descendent of Emperor Suinin and Yamatohime-no-mikoto. She can't change that about herself, nor the value it has in the world. Thus, despite it all being ceremonial, a show in essence, Hinami places great importance on the Chrysanthemum Throne, and as someone privileged enough to stand in close proximity to it, she does not allow anyone beneath her social rank to command her nor coerce her into doing anything she does not want to. For better or for worse, Japan has a divine throne, thus it is the absolute duty of whomever occupies to always place the peoples' happiness and well-being above all else. The only reason the gods made kings and queens was to protect those whom cannot protect themselves, so if you call yourself Prince by any name, fulfill your purpose (outo-sama). She doesn't necessarily act high and mighty 100% of the time, but it is part of her personality, and one of her main motivators, as well as moral centres.
Character tropes:
The Baby of the Bunch: The youngest of four children, and younger than her friend group, the majority of whom are a year or two older than her. She is the cutest of the bunch (sorry guys), and definitely could get away with anything when it comes to her onii-chan's, the at home dynamic, however, is nowhere near as cute as this trope.
Abusive Parents: I mean, pretty straightforward here, well, I guess not since the personality section is above biography, lol, oops. Well, anyway, her parents suck; surprise. Her father is, of course, the physically abusive one, definitely crosses over into the Break the Cutie trope - which applies not only to Hinami, but her elder brothers as well. Mummy dearest is more psychological abusive, because moms cut deep.
Hollywood Nerd: She's massively dorky and taught herself how to speak quenya, sindarin, and write in the tengwar and cirth scripts, plus she's a massive nerd for space and philosophy, shewill talk your ear off about wormholes and black holes and futility of time, but, she's also mega hot, no thick rimmed glasses are gonna take that away.
[seeking] A "True" Hero: Hinami herself is not a "true" hero, but rather is seeking one, though she doesn't completely believe in the concept either. It falls into her inner (sometimes outer) debates about morality and humanity; there is no one who is a true hero, who has done no wrong, will do no wrong, and will always appear to save anyone in distress. She displays a sliding scale of idealism and cynicism, she wants a better world, with true knights, and great heroes like All Might, but also believes that so long as humans rule the world, that will never come to be. She also tends to fall into hero worshipping, particularly of the fictional variety, but as well as her oldest brother. As he's not done anything "unheroic" nor "bad" thus far, she tends to view him as a real life one true hero, despite her awareness of the disappointing nature of humanity.
Scars are Forever: Presents from daddio, also psychological ones, which also are forever, but, physically, she has
Tranquil Fury: Hinami, when angry, like truly, deeply angry, when it goes beyond superficial annoyance, is cold. When it's clear that words are pointless, and debate is meaningless, she is stoic and attacks without mercy until the opponent physically goes down. Or leaves when it comes to arguments with her parents. Over the years, she and her siblings have learned it's pointless to fight back, so they maintain silent fury (and of course, their broken little hearts). However, it is possible to set her on the emotional opposite, triggering Berserker Tears as well as Unstoppable Rage.
❀ Skills & Abilities ❀
Strengths & Skills
Weaknesses & Flaws
Hobbies
ballet
reading: Hinami is a fan of a wide range of things, but her favourite genres are shoujo manga, high fantasy, and philosophy, as well as theoretical astrophysics. Her favourite writers are J R R Tolkien, Friedrich Nietzsche, and Akira Amano.
anime
flower arranging
art "freeing":  She detests the whole concept of privately collecting art, it should always be free for everyone to enjoy. A favoured hobby of hers is to buy up expensive artwork at private auctions before donating it to museums for public consumption.
calligraphy
learning new languages: There are roughly 6,500 spoken tongues in the world and Hinami craves to speak them all! Of course, she doesn't, but it's also part of why she watches so much netflix. There are so many great shows in so many beautiful and different tongues, she must learn them all!
book collecting: This sort of contradicts her stance on art collections, but she loves collecting first, collectors, and special editions of her favourite authors and stories throughout history. Listen, what's the point of a diamond headpiece if you don't also own a leather-bound copy of the Silmarillion translated in Quenya?
book translating:  Sometimes (usually), one has to translate Nietzche into Quenya oneself, because no one else would waste their time on that. (Yes, she has done that)
netflix
maxing out daddys' credit cards with the onii-chan's out of pure spite
Miscellaneous
Languages: Japanese (obviously), English, Korean, Mandarin Chinese, Jeju, Javanese, Rukai (primarily the Tanan dialect), German, French, Dutch, Russian, Serbian, Turkish, Hebrew, Latin, Arabic, Romanian, Sindarin (fictional elvish tongue created by J R R Tolkien), Quenya (fictional elvish tongue created by J R R Tolkien), Tengwar Script (the writing system invented by fictional Tolkien Elf Fëanor, used for a variety of languages in Arda - the world, Hinami uses it for both Quenya and Sindarin), Cirth (another elvish writing system, but specifically for Sindarin, it was later adopted by the dwarves, while the Sindarin elves took on Tengwar), Dothraki (fictional language from George R R Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire, created for the shitty tv show), High Valyrian (fictional language from ASOIAF, but fully created for the shitty tv show). aside from her native Japanese, Hinami's favourite languages are German and Sindarin (though she favours the Tengwar script over Cirth)
Can drive a car
❀ Family ❀
Overview
Hinami is a member of the Minamoto Clan, an Imperial branch family founded in the Heian period, and with claimed ties to Emperors of Legend. As of the Royal Tragedy in 1994, Hinami's immediate family is considered part of the main Imperial family, with both her father and brother having been adopted into the Royal Household, and are first and second-in-line, respectively, to succeed Emperor Seijuro. Should her father or brother succeed Emperor Seijuro, it will mark the first time a magical person has ruled japan since the ancient days of Yamatai.
Minamoto wealth originates from investments and ownership of various shares, as they used their various stipends from their Kuge and Kazoku days wisely (those terms are explained below, but essentially different versions of aristocrat). They have since purchased numerous luxury hotels and resorts, all maintained under the family owned "Kazoku Corporation", often shortened to "KC" (taken from the first Romanji Letters), and a reference to their high born past. The current CEO of KC is Minamoto Reina (mother of Minamoto Hinami).
Clan History
The present day Minamoto Clan have a long, glorious, and arguably rather embellished history. The modern day clan claims their bloodline can be traced back to Yamatohime-no-mikoto, a legendary princess said to have founded Ise Shrine, which enshrines the goddess Amaterasu. According to Legend, about 2000 years ago, during the Princess Yamatohime-no-mikoto's 20 year long journey from Mount Miwa through the regions of Ōmi and Mino in search of a suitable location for the worship of Amaterasu Ōmikami, Yamatohime-no-mikoto encountered Miroku-no-Mino, a sorcerer of Yamatai, wandering the lands of Wa (Japan) in search of yokai (demons) and such to slay. They fell in love for a time, but all record of him disappears by the time Yamatohime-no-mikoto reached Ise, however, with her was a daughter, Tsukihime-no-Ise, who was raised as a shrine priestess. Tsukihime-no-Ise was said to be touched by the moon and Tsukiyomi (the brother-husband of Amaterasu) as she had silver hair and matching eyes. According to the Minamoto's, Tsukihime-no-Ise later departed Ise shrine to study sorcery under Empress Himiko of Yamatai, taking Kusanagi (the legendary sword of the god Susanoo, brother of Amaterasu and Tsukiyomi, and one of the Three Imperial Regalia of Japan), but legend states that Yamatohime-no-mikoto gave the sword to her nephew, Yamato Takeru, lost at sea, and then later recovered as detailed in
The Tale of the Heike
, and maintained by the royal family. Publically, the Minamoto family state that the sword was lost at sea by a descendent of Tsukihime-no-Ise, and recovered as stated in the tale, and currently in the keeping of the Monks at Atsuta Shrine in Nagoya. However, privately, they state that the sword kept in the shrine is a cursed fake, and the family has the true sword in their keeping within Nagoya Castle. As the public are not permitted to look upon the Imperial Regalia, it is impossible to determine the truth.
The Minamoto Clan, in origin, was in effect numerous branch families of the Imperial Family, as the name was granted by Emperors to members of the imperial family who were excluded from the line of succession. Also called the Genji (with the on'yomi reading of the kanji of the name - 源), the Minamoto were amongst the four most powerful Imperial Branch families during the Heian period; the other three being the Fujiwara, Taira, and Tachibana clans. The present day Minamoto Clan trace their lineage to the Seiwa Genji branch of the Minamoto Clan, founded by Minamoto no Tsunemoto (894–961), a samurai and Imperial Prince, the grandson of Emperor Seiwa, and named the branch after his grandfather. The Seiwa Genji was the most successful branch of the Minamoto's, and numerous samurai clans of the later famous Sengoku Period (also known as the Warring States Era) claimed descendent from it, and used the Minamoto name in official records. Notable Seiwa Genji descended clans include; the Tokugawa Clan (who, with Tokugawa Ieyasu, succeeded in unifying Japan), as well as the Hatakeyama and Takeda clans, who participated in the founding of Amaterasu Gakuen, while the Takeda clan also had Takeda Shingen, the famed Tiger of Kai as it's lord during the late Sengoku era. Other famed names include the Imagawa, Mori, Ogasawara, Shiba, and numerous others.
Tsunemoto had ten children, four sons with his wife, and an additional four sons and two daughters with an unknown mother. Hinami's clan claim descendent from Minamoto no Mitsumasa, Tsunemoto's second son with his wife, who married Isewara no Shirohime, the descendant of Tsukihime-no-Ise. Raised in the Ise Province (modern day Mie Prefecture), Shirohime was a talented sorceresses and shinto priestess, later teaching at Tsukuyomi-Kō, and ultimately becoming one of it's early headmistresses.
As the Sengoku era raged on, Mitsumasa and Shirohime's line of the Minamoto Clans; continued by their children Shiroyuki, Izayoi, and Yoshinobu retreated further and further into magical society, slowly distancing themselves from the quabbling warlords, many of whom used a mix of both sorcerers and hunters. Initially utilizing Tsukiyomi-Kō as their primary stronghold, they tried to turn Owari into a safehaven for the magical, as well as militarize their students to protect and fight back against the hunters, not to mention survive the general time period. After the destruction of Tsukiyomi-Kō, the Minamoto's relocated to Mikawa under the protection of the Tokugawa clan, ultimately moving to Nagoya Castle with the Owari branch after the establishment of the Tokugawa Shogunate.
What they lacked in true power, the Minamoto had name and friends, and were able to create a small magical community in Nagoya with the Owari-branch Tokugawa, despite the removal of sorcery from the central courts, Nagoya and slowly all of Owari was almost able to experience the widespread sorcery and mystical arts pre-Sengoku era. As the Tokugawa Shogunate grew ever more absolute, the Minamoto's grew ever more isolated in Nagoya, keeping to their magical peers, and handful of Tokugawa friends and family. From their time with the Owari branch, the Minamoto claim descent from Tokugawa Ieyasu by Tokguawa Yoshinao, the ninth son of Tokugawa Ieyasu and founder of the Owari branch. However, the Minamoto ultimately turned on the Tokugawa, seizing control of Nagoya Castle and Owari in the name of Emperor Meiji and the Meiji Revolution/Restoration. After the revolution, the Owari-Minamoto branch became part of the "new" social class the 華族 (Kazoku) (lit. "Magnificent/Exalted lineage"); a hereditary peerage of Imperial Japan, formed by merging the two former social classes of the 公家 (Kuge), the ancient court nobility of Kyoto, and the former 大名 (Daimyōs), the feudal lords who lost their power after the Meiji Restoration. As one of only 3 Minamoto Clans to survive past the Sengoku and Edo periods, the Owari-Minamoto were given the Kazoku rank of 公爵 (Kōshaku), ie Princes, the equivalent to a western Duke. Due to this title, the Head of the family and their consort automatically became members of the House of Peers in the Diet of Japan.
Under the new Meiji government, the Minamoto's found renewed relations with their parent House, and claim descent from Emperor Meiji, by way of Imperial Princess Sada-no-miya Tokiko, tenth daughter of the Emperor, who married Minamoto Kauzhito. However, these relations ultimately soured during the reign of Emperor Shōwa, given the various coups and conversion of the government serving the Emperor into a military one. The (then) permanent split between the Minamoto Clan and the Imperial government came with the Mukden Incident, when the Japanese Army staged an attack on the Japan-owned South Manchuria Railway near Mukden (now modern day Shenyang), and used this supposed attack as a pretext to launch a full scale invasion and the subsequent occupation of Manchuria. The truth was ultimately exposed to the world in 1932 by the Lytton Report, but the Minamoto's were aware of the truth as early as November 1931 (approximately 2 months after the explosion at the Railway), which was followed by their complete withdrawal from all government offices and return to Nagoya Castle. They attempted a coup, to remove Emperor Shōwa, and install Imperial Princess Teru (Shōwa's oldest child, then about 6 years old) on the throne, with one of their own as Sesshō (Regent) until she came of age. The aim was to demilitarize the government, while rehabiliting the image of Japan to the League of Nations, as well as bring magic back into the heart of the government. Their coup failed however, and a few Minamoto's were executed, while the rest were silently exiled from the capital, and forbidden from returning to Tokyo until his Imperial Majesty decided otherwise. This exile ultimately worked in their favour, as they were related to the Imperial Family, but without the taint of war crimes on their name.
Even after the 1946 Constitution abolished the Kazoku, the Minamoto's retained their use and style of the title Kōshaku (Prince), but did not have any of the privileges the title used to come with. However, as they did not participate in the war, the Minamoto's were able to work with the occupying government to reestablish Taishō Era democracy and build on it, though they ultimately began to despise the Pro-America government they were installing. To the day, the Minamoto maintain roles and influence in the Diet, as well as various other roles in the government, though as of 1994, the Main branch (ie Hinami, her siblings and parents) has removed itself from current and future positions, given their rise to Imperial family. In 1994, the main branch of the Minamoto's (once known as the Owari branch, and further back by other branch names) became part of the Imperial family after the Royal Incident of 1994, when members of the terrorist group, Hangyaku, placed a series of bombs in Akasaka Palace and succeeded in assassinating the immediate family of the Emperor, and many of his close relatives through the line of his father, Emperor Shōwa, though the Emperor himself escaped. While other descendents through the line of his father, and even his grandfather, Emperor Taishō, remain, Emperor Seijuro surprisingly chose Minamoto Masaomi, a somewhat distant cousin born through the line of Emperor Meiji. In the subsequent law of succession passed, both Masaomi and his eldest son, and therefore heir, were immediately adopted into the Imperial Family, aka the Yamato Dynasty, thereby dropping their surnames of Minamoto, as well as formally changing Japan's law of succestion from agnatic to absolute primogeniture, including the provision that should Prince Kousei die prematurely, the line of succession would move onto to his younger siblings, and could not skip over any females.
Immediate Family
Masaomi, Crown Prince of Japan (Kōshi Masaomi Shinnō) Father | 52 | FC: Arnold Chun
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Father of Kousei, Chihiro, Kyoya, and Hinami, and the current Crown Prince of Japan, Masaomi is a talented opportunist and manipulator. Having coveted the Chrysanthemum throne since he was child, he would do and has done anything to achieve his goal. Working with Hunters and Hangyaku (an Anti-Imperial terrorist organization, more info here), he orchestrated the Royal Tragedy in 1994, leading to the deaths of nearly all the members of the Main Imperial family. Utilizing documents found by Hangyaku, which explicitly proved the Emperor and other Imperial Family members involvement and culpability for Japanese War Crimes, he blackmailed Emperor Seijuro into naming himself the heir to the throne, and his eldest son after him should Masaomi die before the Emperor.
Minamoto Reina Mother | 50 | FC: Tamlyn Tomita
Prince Kousei Elder Brother | 26 | FC: Hayashida Kohei
Chihiro Elder Brother | 22 | FC: Deng Lun
Kyoya Elder Brother | 22 | FC: Ryoma Takeuchi
Extended Family (Paternal)
Emperor Seijuro Great-Uncle | 68 | FC: Tzi Ma
The reigning Emperor of Japan, his reign began on January 8, 1989, the day after the death of his father, Emperor Shōwa (known as Emperor Hirohito during his lifetime), and beginning the current Heisei era of Japan.
Minamoto Kurumi Paternal Cousin | 21 | FC: Hayashida Miyu
Extended Family (Maternal)
Yagi Hiroyuki
Hinami's maternal grandfather, Hiroyuki was a salaryman in Tokyo, where he met his eventual wife, before the pair moved to Hokkaido to raise Reina and takeover the family business; a small osen in the town of Shikabe. An only child with no other family, the onsen was eventually sold and ultimately shut down after his and his wife's deaths. The Yagi's were not magical.
Krüger Amalie Hinami maternal grandmother, also known as "Ami" (pr. ah-me), called such by her Japanese family and friends, she was originally from Belgium, born in the city of Verviers in the Belgian province of Liège, she came to japan to study in the Daigaku program at Amaterasu, ultimately falling in love with the country, and later Hiroyuki, and thus moving to Japan. The Krüger's were and are magical, and are a rather well-off family, but while influential in Verviers, and possibly a tiny bit with the Belgian government, they're no heavy hitters. Low ranking bourgoisie, in essence.
Krüger Martha und Albert Amalie's parents, and Reina's grandparents, thereby the great-grandparents of Kousei, Chihiro, Kyoya, and Hinami. They died by the time Chihiro and Kyoya were born.
Krüger Aleksander The younger brother of Albert, Reina's great-uncle.
Krüger Edgard The only son and child of Aleksander, cousin of Amalie, and uncle to Reina, thus great-uncle of the Minamoto children.
Krüger Alois und Alain The sons of Edgard, thus cousins of Reina, and uncles of the Minamoto Children.
Krüger Leon
Maternal Cousin | 30 | FC: Andreas Pietschmann
Eldest son of Alois Krüger, and elder brother of Gisa und Engel, he's a magical archaeologist.
Krüger Giselle "Gisa" Maternal Cousin | 19 | FC: Natalia Dyer Middle child, and only daughter of Alois Krüger, younger sister of Leon, and older sister of Engel.
Krüger Engel Maternal Cousin | 17 | FC: Louis Hofmann Youngest son and child of Alois Krüger, younger brother of Leon und Gisa.
Krüger Hanna Maternal Cousin | 17 | FC: Lisa Vicari The only daughter and child of Alain Krüger,
❀ Biography ❀
Having been born after the 1994 Tragedy, Hinami was born a Prince du Sang (Prince of the Blood), though one could argue that she was born a literal Princess, but the law of succession specifically adopted Masaomi and Kousei into the royal family, with provisions for the throne to pass on to another Minamoto if necessary, but not explicitly, in order to preserve the Minamoto name, which Hinami, and her elder brothers Chihiro and Kyoya, are expected to continue. All four Minamoto children were raised with the express goal of helping their father realize his dream of obtaining the throne.
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Torn
Pt. I | Pt.II | Pt. III
Warning: Angst, blood
A/N: This is only part one!
Word Count: 817
OC’s: Mizu Florence
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Sanji stood in front of the door to the sick bay.
The small circular window giving him a clear view of the moonlit maiden sleeping soundly. Her long teal hair frayed over the pillow.
Porcelain freckle dusted cheek exposed as she faced the wall.
Sanji hadn’t had an easy time getting to sleep tonight. He pretty much refused to go to bed. His worry of her being alone kept pulling him back to this spot.
It took him so hours to even leave the kitchen. Triple washing every dish, quadruple checking the pantry, moving from the table to the bar.
Thoroughly scrubbing it down and waxing it until the mahogany surface showed his reflection, even to the stubble on his upper lip.
Setting up every bottle precisely to compliment her sequencing technique, her utensils and tools to where they were the easiest to reach and give her the most comfortable flow.
Down to the symmetrical placement of lemons and limes.
He knew how she liked it.
This procedure was extensive and even extreme in some cases, but as a world class chef with exceptionally high standards for the Sunny’s kitchen, this shared quality pushed his attraction to her even further…
…the idea of her cleaning it so thoroughly and carefully to the slightest singular detail…he felt droplets of sweat form over his eyebrow.
This had taken hours until he finally forced himself to at least attempt to go to bed. However, he had only managed to change into his sleep ware before he was once again back at that door.
The man’s statuesque frame stationed in the same position as before.
In a vicious battle with his mind on whether he should enter.
The events that went on today…the entire crew could feel the weight of shame she carried. Sanji felt it the most…it was as clear to him as the inside of the barrel of the pistol she was forced to hold to his face.
It wasn’t her fault…everyone knew…she knew…but how else could someone feel when they’re used as a puppet to kill the one person they gave up everything in their entire world to protect?
This weight was like a magnet to this door for Sanji.
His chivalry respecting her indecency…battling his love for her…his desire to hold her to make her feel safe for the first time in 2 years.
Her clothes were soaked in blood, evidence of the torture she endured before they arrived, were discarded…her bare body coated in bandages.
A partial view of the blue dragon brand that coated her back could be seen behind her hair, the blanket covering the bottom half.
She was vulnerable...and in a way he could cure, however…he feared he would only hurt her more…what if he couldn’t trust his own desires?
He only wanted to comfort her…but he would be a fool to attempt to deny her beauty and his deep longing for her that has ravaged his mind for the past 2 years…
“Tch…dammit”, he whispered to himself as he covered his face with his hand. Frustrated with his indecisiveness.
“What the hell do I do…?”
A light sob made its way through the glass.
Sanji abruptly lifted his gaze from his grasp to look through the small pane.
His sky blue eyes filling with concern as he noticed Mizu’s body violently trembling, her delicate hands gripping viciously against the pillow.
He couldn’t see very much, but what he could notice of her porcelain complexion was that she seemed more pale than usual and her back was coated in seat.
Could she had been having a nightmare? He was still high in his uncertainty. She was suffering…but of what? If it was a dream, she should stop any moment, right?
Suddenly…a light tab barely broke the silence outside the room as Sanji’s cigarette hit the Sunny’s wooden floors.
He feared his heart stopped beating once he saw the white sheets begin to catch to deep red over her body.
Not a single thought had passed before Sanji had hurled himself into the sick bay, tearing the sheet from the woman’s naked body, exposing her to the chill, to see her hand over a bandage wrapping her side that seeped with blood.
“Oh, no…”, the man whispered in terror as he tried to put pressure on the bleeding to stop it. 
“Shit!”, he shouted to himself as crimson continued to coat his hands.
Glancing toward the woman as her trembling began to cease, his panic rose significantly as he could no longer notice any sign of breathing.
“Mizu?”, the man’s voice shaking in fear as he turned her body toward him, still trying to keep pressure on the wound. “Hey! Come on, say something!”
Silence.
“No, no, no, no! Stay with me, MIZU!”, his voice began to carry in his panic. Checking her pulse.
He felt his heart drop.
He felt nothing.
“MIZU!!!”
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Torn | Pt. II
Pt. I | Pt. II | Pt. III
Warning: None.
Word Count: 645
OC’s: Mizu Florence
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Sanji’s screams echoed throughout the Thousand Sunny.
His heart wrenched as he held the motionless Mizu in his grasp.
His desperate attempt to wake her proving itself to be futile.
The blood continued to soak into the gauze wrapped about her body.
His smoked out lungs aching as he screamed out to their reindeer doctor, refusing to abandon his Mizu.
Moments felt like hours.
But as the frightened chef was close to giving up hope, the sick bay door swung open furiously. The man temporality blinded by the lights.
“Sanji! What’s wrong?!”, the small reindeer’s high pitched voice, full of concern before poor Chopper took in the sight before him.
“Chopper, hurry!”, the man’s eyes filled with bitter tears.
 “I-I can’t feel a pulse!”
“WHAT?!”, Chopper shouted as he dashes over to examine the still maiden, taking hold of her wrist. “Her bandages! Her stitches must’ve ruptured in her sleep”.
“She’s stopped breathing”, Sanji explained, his attention never leaving the woman’s face hoping for a miracle, fighting himself on what could possibly be his last moments with her. 
“I…I can’t let this happen…”, he gritted his teeth. His eyes shut fighting back bitter tears. “Not after everything that she...that I…”.
“Sanji, listen to me!”, the small reindeer firmly addressed the man, eyebrows forwarded. The chef lightly startled by the creature’s aura. 
“You can’t lose hope. She’s still alive”.
Sanji’s eyes widened, a sharp gasp entered his lungs before he returned his gaze to the woman’s still pale face.
“When her wound opened up, her body when into a state of shock”, the reindeer explained as he geared himself to operate. “Her body has sustained a lot of damage. It’s incredible that she’s survived this long”.
“…that’s what comes with being a Ryujin”, Sanji somberly explained, caressing her cheek with the back of his fingers. “She was trained mercilessly...to be some kind of mercenary”.
Light droplets of sweat emerged against Mizu’s cheek as Sanji’s rage began to light his very soul ablaze.
“…they broke her over and over and over…just so they could rebuild her like some sort of machine forced to endure anything and everything…and expected to come back better…stronger…until there’s nothing left of your humanity…”.
“Just like you…”, Chopper chimed in suddenly, “…which is exactly why she needs you right now”.
It was then Sanji finally remembered to breathe…the flame within him began to subside as he turned his gaze toward Chopper.
“Because if you hadn’t had been here when this happened, we definitely would’ve lost our chance”, he explained. “So, you have to remain calm and stay strong…for her”.
The man remained silent. But the sweat upon Mizu’s cheek ceased...Sanji’s eyes bore into her porcelain face.
“Alright, that should do it”. Chopper recovered her body when he finally finished. “Once she stabilizes she should wake up”.
“Are you sure it won’t open again?”
“Yes, but one of us will need to stay here to make sure she remains in stable condition”, the reindeer doctor explained, cleaning his hooves.
“I’ll do it”, Sanji very quickly insisted.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah…its not like I was getting much sleep anyway”, the cook explained. His heart beginning to ease as he began to notice her powdered freckles return to her face.
“Besides, I can quickly whip something up for her when she wakes up”.
“Well…”, Chopper resigned to Sanji’s confidence in the situation, “…okay then”. 
The small reindeer began to exit the room.
“Nothing spicy”, he instructed the chef, “and make sure she drinks plenty of water, alright?”
“Yeah, yeah”, the chef responded as Chopper finally took his leave. Returning to his bed for the night.
A soft smile stretched upon the man’s face as he gently brushed the woman’s hair from her face.
A subtle warmth emitting from her face.
“Don’t worry”, the man softly reassured the sleeping woman, “…I’m not going anywhere”.
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Black + Blue Pt. III
Pt. I | Pt. II | Pt. III | Pt. IV | Pt. V | Pt. VI | Pt. VII
Warnings: Signs of PTSD
Word Count: 1,387
OC’s: Mizu Florence
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Lavender iris’ fixated on his sharp moonstone gaze.
The chef’s expression never changing despite his growing frustrations.
Virtually in awe of her unexpected visitor, the loose fabric of her kimono began to slide down from her body…her freckle dusted breasts nearly forcing their way beyond their silk seams.
“Well...”, Sanji finally softly spoke as he lifted a new cigarette to his mouth, igniting it with the subtle flame of his lighter.
Haven’t being this close to him in two years, her skin flushed at the sight. His defined muscles flex at his movements as he took his first drag.
“…you’ve had a really bad day, huh?”
Unbelievably it was the first time she had really seen…what really lied underneath that suit and tie.
His bare arms…his chest mostly left to view under such tight black fabric.
“Well, if you would’ve asked…”.
His hands returning to his pockets.
“…I would’ve showed up sooner”.
The soothing rustic charm of his voice ringing through her ears.
The light chill of the night probing her to frantically cover her torso.
“W-Wha…what’re you doin’ up so la…how’dyou get up here?”
“I walked”.
“You walked…”, her eyebrows lightly narrowed toward him.
“Well, sort of…”, the man shifted his gaze toward the edge of the balcony, taking another drag from his cigarette.
“Oh, well, when ya put it that way…”, the woman sarcastically retorted. 
Retracting her lance, the woman retreated to the plush luxury of her quarters. 
“Come on, then”, she softly called out to him, “before ya catch somethin’ out there”.
The chainsmoker pirate in tow. The stained glass door gently shut behind him.
The tumbling gears engaging the lock.
The shimmery vibrant designs upon thin silk of her kimono gleamed against the chandelier. Strangely matching against her long flowing turquoise locks.
Her sweet lavender scent now delightfully overwhelming his senses.
Her movements so lively…her delicate features emphasized at her most base form.
“So”, she finally spoke up forcing him to pull himself from his spellbound state. Setting her lance back in its original placement. 
“I reckon ya got a good reason for scarin’ me into nearly knockin’ your head clean off back to the East Blue”.
A subtly playful smirk upon her lips, her arms folded underneath her breasts.
A soft chuckle lifting from the man’s throat.
“Sorry”, the man replied. Smoke still floating to the ceiling. “I guess I should’ve expected as much”.
“Besides, don’t you have company at the moment?”, the woman reminded him with a hinting grin. “It’s not like you to hold out on’a pretty lady”.
“Dunno”, he shrugged to himself, his expression returning to its previous state. “As far as I know, my rooms empty and locked”.
The woman’s brows raised, perplexed by his response.
“You…didn’t like any of them?”
“Actually, the opposite”, the man prepared his response with another drag of his cigarette. His passionate essence morphing the smoke into his vision of their silhouette.
“They were beautiful”, he confirmed.
Mizu’s features flooding in delicate sorrow. Although still clearly caught in her uncertainty.
“Each with a kind, soothing, and nurturing heart”.
“Well, of course”, Mizu’s voice softening in light solemn. “I know how you like your women”.
“Well…”, the man took a final drag from his cigarette before discarding it. “You’re only half right”.
“That so?” 
Readjusting her kimono as it continued to slip further down her breasts, Mizu’s intrigue heightened. 
“How’dya figure?”
“You know me well enough by now…to know that there is so much for me to love about any woman”.
Sanji’s hands firm in his pockets.
“Hell, you know so much…it was impossible for them to disappoint”.
A light smirk upon his face as he began to approach her.
“The flaws are of a woman are just mere cracks that can easily be mended by the proper love and care…and I have taken an oath to do so without a scrap of hesitation”.
Mizu lightly trembled at the sudden abundance of heat that enveloped the room.
“I am a man…that was born to love the most beautiful women in all the world”.
He firmly stated as he stood before Mizu. Her pearl flesh shifting to a pale pink. Her breath hinged.
“But…”, his tone softened. His slate gaze forwarded to meet hers, filled with anxious desire.
“I only ever craved the love of one”.
Mizu’s lips parted just barely as she tried to find her voice beyond her rising heat. Tearing her eyes away in a desperate ploy to hide.
Clutching onto the seams of her kimono, overwhelmed by the pounding in her chest. Forgetting how to breathe.
“…And…what makes you think this one…is capable of that?” Her question following a soft gulp.
“Because she told me”, the man quickly and firmly answered. Anticipating the woman’s potential to lie.
“…Sanji-“.
“She told me when she screamed it to the masses of an entire empire…that long thought she was dead”.
“That was…I-“.
“When she threatened to kill her own family if they even lifted a finger toward me”.
His voice rose slightly.
“I was trying to protect you-“.
“When she risked her own skin to save my ass!”, he nearly shouts as he lifts her arm in between them.
The sleeve of her kimono sliding down to reveal the bandaged aftermath of her stopping her father’s axe from colliding with the chef’s skull.
Yanking her arm away in sorrowful rage.
“Well, what in the hell was I supposed to do?! I didn’t have a choice or they were going to-!!”
“Kill me!!”, Sanji finished her sentence for her. “You could’ve chosen that, but you didn’t”.
Mizu’s glare was compromised with potential tears.
“…I…I didn’t want someone else to die because of me!!”
“But I would FOR you!! You know that!! So why do you choose to lie to me even now?!”
“BECAUSE YOU SHOULDN’T!!!”
Sanji was taken aback.
However, not by her tone.
Her soft lavender gaze…now split in half by her pupils resembling that of a snake.
Seeing her reflection in his stare, she quickly turned away from him. The pain of her power surging…the shame causing her body to tremble.
“Mizu…”, Sanji reached out toward her in heavy concern. 
“Just give it a rest, willya?! You shouldn’t have even…been dragged into this in the first place”, Mizu replied. The weight on her shoulders heavy with grief.
“You had nothing to do with this…and now…”, her voice quivered as her pain grew.
A sharp gasp escaped her lungs as the man’s arms wrapped firmly around her body, her breasts settled in between them.
“Mizu…”, Sanji’s voice softened against her ear. “…just tell me...do you really love me…?
Mizu’s breath hinged as she pushed back her sobs. His touch soothing her to relax.
“…yes”.
“Then why are you trying to push me away…?”
“Because you shouldn’t…you shouldn’t love me…I…I could destroy everything…everyone…and…I still can’t even control all of it…and I can’t escape it”.
She lightly sobbed as she reached behind her, hands trembling as they grazed the soreness of her battered birthmark. Sanji’s heart sinking remembering her abuse. Imagining her pain killed him. “…this bloody hunk of scales proves it… I’m…I’m just a monster!”
Sanji’s grip tightened against her body. His heartbeat firm against her back…the warmth soothing her pain.
“You listen to me”, the pirate chef spoke against gritted teeth, “…you are NOT a monster”.
Her fists clenched against her chest beneath his arms.
“I didn’t fall in love with a monster. The ocean is a vast mysterious world…that many people only fear because they underestimate what lies in your heart. You are the very thing that guides fools like me to their hopeless dreams…but mine is the heart of all oceans…”.
“…but…I can’t feel it…”, Mizu’s sobbed lightly. “…I can’t feel the All Blue so…how am I supposed to help you with your dre-“.
“OUR dream”, Sanji abruptly halted her words, his voice soft, rich with love. “And it’s alright…one day you will...and we’ll find it together”.
With subtle kiss to her shoulder, Sanji began to gently pull the kimono down, exposing just a few scars upon her back…a light glimmer of her scales.
“W-Wait, Sanji…”.
A light shush quieting the fearful woman.
“Don’t worry…”, a subtle whisper against her freckle dusted shoulders giving the woman a pleasant chill. 
The scales gleaming off the chandelier.
“…I’ll take care of it”.
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Black + Blue Pt. II
Pt. I | Pt. II | Pt. III | Pt. IV | Pt. V | Pt. VI | Pt. VII
Warnings: None.
Word Count: 814
OC’s: Mizu Florence
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A gentle breeze blew the exhaled smoke into the abyss of the night.
As Sanji’s slate eyes remained settled upon the balcony above him.
A dim light illuminated the space just beyond his field of vision.
He stared deeply into that light. The stain glass made it a rich shade of blue.
Blue as the sea beyond these royal shores. Blue as that his maiden’s silky hair.
Like a shallow coral reef, it shimmered in turquoise. Her lips delicate like a peach to which he could only assume were just as sweet.
Her skin like seashells washed over by the rushing tide, but plush like mounds of whipped cream.
Transparent freckles dusted upon her cheeks, her shoulders, atop her ample breasts like powdered sugar over cotton cheesecake.
Eyes of like succulent macarons, their essence graced with soothing lavender.
The fairest maiden that ever graced the seas. Just beyond those balcony doors.
The palace walls were slick.
It’s been said that many have tried to scale them in the past during kidnap attempts, though none have lived to tell the tale.
The only evidence of these attempts have been their remains splattered upon the grounds below.
It wasn’t a mystery of the steepness of this drop, so you’d only be a fool with a suicide wish to even think to try.
And Sanji certainly was no fool.
Taking another drag from his cigarette, his eyes still fixated upon his target.
So close, yet so far. But worth every step.
Lifting his foot forward, as it appeared to be planted in midair, he hoisted himself forward.
Taking another step, elevating against the wind, clearing the alabaster stone.
Soaring higher and higher like a staircase in the sky.
The sky walking chef’s eyes never leaving his destination.
The higher he climbed, the more his heart pounded against his eardrums.
The more her scent intoxicated him. He was already drunk off her very existence…but he only craved more.
Was it her skill as a bartender, her genius in witchcraft at work, his desires to love the most beautiful women of all the world…these only mere aspects that laced the perfection he’s coveted for so long.
The affection she displays always so obvious…and her eager flirtations always turning his head.
For two years his heart, body and mind had been teased…his dreams flooded with his hopes of one day hearing her serene and seductive strine voice declare a profession of love…
Hearing her scream this to her family…her kingdom…to the heaven’s…halting his execution by the hand of her father…her blood spilled for the security of his heart…
It was now impossible to deny his certainty.
Was it truly possible for such beauty to strike such heavy fear into the hearts of so many?
He was certain if they could see her…if they could hear the liveliness in her spirit, her wholesome soul…they wouldn’t possibly be able to consider being afraid. 
However, they would never be able to love her as much as he did.
He would never give them the chance…
She belonged to him…she deserved the love that only he could provide.
Someone who couldn’t possibly see her as a monster…someone that saw beyond the myths and rumors.
Someone that could forgive her secrecy and the lies…someone that could understand how it feels to not be wanted…by those who were meant to love them.
The soles of his feet colliding with the cool stone below, he took one final drag from his cigarette before discarding it.
The stained glass having the pattern of a blue dragon surrounded by oceans waves.
He could barely see beyond the thick pane, but the subtle movements of a figure…and a contrasting discoloration of blue.
His body now mere inches from the door.
Lifting his fist from his loose pocket, although knowing full well she wouldn’t stop him from entering, his chivalry probed him to knock.
The woman startled by the sudden noise from outside her room.
“Bloody hell…”, she exhaled behind a sharp gasp.
At such an hour…she was partially on the defensive.
“Ya must be a real cocky bastard, aye?”
Wrapping herself in her kimono, the loose fabric slipping down her shoulders, she takes hold of her bladed lance.
“Of all the days I’ve ‘ad, you pick today of all days?”
Her grasp firm behind her back as she quickly inched toward the door.
“Well, if you think I don’t have the mind to toss ya ov’r that bloody rock myself”, she angrily warned the unknown visitor before yanking the glass door open, her lance hoisted to strike.
“Ya got another thing comi-“, she was halted by a sharp gasp.
Her heart skipped a beat…or a few.
Lavender eyes become saucers in light disbelief as she identified her visitor.
His stance firm. Hands in their usual position in his pockets.
And an unnerved slate blue gaze piercing into her soul.
“S…Sanji…”.
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Black + Blue
Pt. I | Pt. II | Pt. III | Pt. IV | Pt. V | Pt. VI | Pt. VII
Warnings: None.
A/N: This is basically an explanation of Mizu’s backstory in relation to Sanji’s leading up to my first NSFW Sanji piece.
Word Count: 794
OC’s: Mizu Florence
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“A-Are you sure, sir?”
The maid nervously asked, lightly surprised by the chef’s rejection to her offer.
Especially after what her mistress had informed her about his desires.
“I mean...that bed is much too large for you to have to sleep in it alone”, she continued to insist followed by an affectionate flutter of her eyelashes. “Don’t you think?”
“Oh, no, It’s perfectly fine”, the ero-chef responded with a friendly smile and gracing wave of hand. “There’s no need to worry”.
“Uh...”, the woman was beside herself on what to do.
“You have a good night, Miss”, the man smiled kindly, backing into his room.
“Uh, wai-“, the woman began to speak before the door lightly shut in front of her.
The lock engaged.
Shoving his hands back into his pockets, the chef sighs to himself as he makes his way across the room toward the stained glass doors.
Stepping onto the large balcony beyond them, laced with alabaster stone, he removed a cigarette from his pocket followed by his gold lighter.
Lighting the cigarette, and with a deep inhale, blew a large grey cloud into the depths of the moonlit night.
Over the foreign land of his forbidden love.
The Kingdom of Ryu.
Home of the ancient Ryujin empire.
One of the wonders of the Grand Line.
A sworn enemy of Germa.
Mostly due to their natural power of the world…that natural power that was not a commonality in the Germa Kingdom.
This power…brewed deep within the aspects of time and space. Some people say the Gods themselves granted them this power.
The kingdom housed four subordinate tribes. One in each ocean.
The Mountain Tribe of the East. The Snow Tribe of the West. The Blue Tribe of the North and the Sun Tribe of the South.
And ever once in a while…the every tribe would received a spiritual blessing granting a being with the power to harness the world’s energy and its gifts.
These beings were the Ryujin. Dragon God’s of the Ancient Era.
Their power defied even the Devil Fruit’s.
…and because of their great power, it was said long ago, they greeted the world with open arms. Using their strength and abilities with benevolence and wholehearted affection to their people…the Ryujin were loved among all.
Nowadays…they’re considered extremely dangerous…feared throughout the entire world and are highly sought after by the government.
However, their status prevents direct intervention…which is why they never dare to set foot upon Ryu territory.
But outside of their element…they are free to cause havoc and mayhem from sea to sea.
14 years ago…the world panicked at the fear of this nightmare come true when the world government caught wind of the sudden disappearance of the Blue Ryu…Dragon God of the sea…the most dangerous of the four…
Said to hold the power to topple civilizations and drown islands…the tide in her hands with the potential to destroy the world as we know it…
Such a fearsome creature could never find atonement…redemption…happiness…it was unheard of. Considered blasphemous to most…especially to Germa.
In fact, Sanji remembered being taught to hate them when he was a kid…
He never really bothered to care much about it…especially after he ran away to sea.
Their existence became minuscule to him…until 2 years ago…when he had the chance to meet one face to face.
And although he didn’t know who she was…he knew that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
From her porcelain powdered freckled face to her long unkempt turquoise hair…her skill behind the bar like magic to his eyes…the flavor of her personal concoctions was like a spell casted upon his very soul.
The chemistry of their abilities in the kitchen filled him with such longing for her…after all, there was nothing like a strong bond between a chef and his bartender.
Their professions usually being that of competition…but they both hated competing…and with their passion reaching the same heights as well as their dreams…
…they were the perfect pairing…a force modeled together by clay.
Her collective grace…her tenacious prowess. Headstrong…loyal…loving…
She was his salvation and his medicine.
Knowing this, the chef gritted his teeth in frustration. He had never experienced a moment where he could turn down such a beautiful face.
The maid that offered to see him to bed…the one that wanted to feed him earlier that evening…the one that even asked to bathe with him.
The ones that she sent.
These fantasies of his have never seemed so…forced…so wrong.
His glare lifted to a higher balcony.
A familiar scent of lavender activating the chef’s sensitive sense of smell…It made his blood boil.
Because she knew him so well…she knew his mind…
…she knew what he liked…
“Damn you…”.
…yet…not what he wanted.
“…Mizu”.
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