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imhenritz · 19 days

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The evacuation prep poster is done! This poster is designed primarily with wildfires in mind, but the tips can apply to preparing for any much any disaster.

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[[Image ID: A poster including a layered graphic showing what items to have ready to prepare for evacuating your home based on how much warning you have that you need to evacuate. The inner, red, level is labeled “No Warning.” The next, orange, level is labeled “Less Than an Hour.” The next, yellow, level is labeled “More Than an Hour.” The final, green, level is labeled “General Preparedness.” The items associated with each level and the text are included below. /end ID.]]

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Evacuation Prep:

As the world changes, it is important to be prepared to safely and efficiently evacuate your home, potentially with little or no warning. Preparing ahead of time can help to reduce stress and anxiety, and help you evacuate safely if the time comes.

Red Level (No Warning): People | Pets | Keys. Human life matters most. If you can’t rescue your pets, let them out to give them their best chance. If evacuating by car, don’t forget your keys.

Orange Level (Less Than an Hour): Crucial Meds | Important Papers | Money | Paper Map | Pet Vaccination Records. Crucial meds and medical equipment. Papers including passports, birth certificates, medical records, etc.. Multiple forms of payment. Paper map with marked evac routes in case of signal loss. Phone. Most evac centers require vaccine records for pets to be allowed in.

Yellow Level (More Than an Hour): Photos | Hard Drives | Computers | Chargers | Irreplaceable Items | OTC Meds | Pet Supplies | Pet Food | Clothes | Weather Gear. Family photos. Hard drives and computers. Make digital backups ahead of time. Charging cords. Irreplaceable items such as collectibles and mementos. Over the counter medical supplies such as Aspirin and tampons. Pet supplies such as bowls, crates, toys, and litter. Pet food and treats. Clothes. If you are running out of time grab your laundry basket. Weather gear if needed.

Green Level (General Preparedness): Food | Water | Radio | N95 Masks | Multitool | Power Pack | Gas | Stove + Fuel | Flashlight | Toiletries | Emergency Contact Info | Bedding | First Aid | Can Opener. Easy prep, shelf-stable food. Water. Battery powered/rechargeable NOAA weather radio. N95 masks for smoke. A multitool. Rechargeable power pack for phones. Keep your car at least partially fueled at all times. Portable stove and fuel for cooking food without power. Flashlight and spare batteries. Toiletries including hair products, toothbrush and paste, etc.. Emergency contact info for friends and loved ones. Spare pillows and blankets. Dedicated first aid kit. Can opener.

Save yourself time and stress by preparing an evacuation bag ahead of time and keep it in an easy to access place. At the end of every season rotate out the perishable items within such as food, water, and medications. The more you can keep in the bag, the more time you’ll have to grab everything else. Remember, it is okay if you can’t do everything. Some preparation is better than no preparation.

If you are in the U.S.A. and experiencing disaster related anxiety call the Disaster Distress Hotline at 1-800-985-5990 for support and resources.

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imhenritz · 21 days

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Rhion Hatter's Language skills

It just hit me. Rhion Hatter is English and does the auction in Japanese. Not just any Japanese, but poetry-like descriptions that make people buy items worth billions, if not millions, because of how he sells them. I can imagine this guy spouting flowery words like Shakespeare but in Japanese. Wow.

#rhion hatter #voltage inc #kbtbb

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imhenritz · 29 days

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If I was in the strawhats ship, I’d be very helpful.

My tasks would include: kiss the cook, take care of the cook, make out with the cook, give the cook the time of his life, listen to the cook’s struggles and be there for him, compliment the cook, caress the cook’s face as I get lost in his pretty eyes, destress the cook, pull the cook in my arms as I reassure him, hug the cook, play with cook’s hair, wear cook’s clothes for him, try every position for the cook, go shopping with the cook, look out for the cook, date the cook, let the cook do whatever he wants to me, hold hands with the cook, stargaze with the cook, watch the horizon as I eat a nice picnic with the cook, make presents for the cook, be playful with the cook, go for a swim with the cook, make out during the sunset with the cook, romantic dinner with the cook, morning tea and coffee with biscuits shared with the cook, reading books together with the cook, laughing with the cook, touching foreheads with the cook, opening up and relying on the cook, connecting emotionally with the cook, learning from the cook, understanding the cook’s world, loving the cook with all my heart, etc etc …

so you see it’s a very busy schedule.

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imhenritz · 1 month

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Thinking about Sanji running his fingers through his hair as he works on the menu

Thinking about Sanji rolling over in the morning and just staring at his partner while they sleep, so in love his heart feels like its going to burst

Thinking about Sanji singing love songs to himself and daydreaming about his partner as he chops veggies

Thinking about Sanji climbing out of the water and onto the boat after a nourishing dip in the ocean, toweling off and drying the water from his toned body

Thinking about Sanji talking to Zeff on the den den mushi, listening to stories about Patty and Carne and laughing so hard he cries

Thinking about Sanji playing cards with Usopp and Nami and losing terribly but having so much fun that he refuses to quit

Thinking about Sanji laying on the grass and holding his partner so tight they almost feel like they’re melding into one person, looking up at the stars and finding joy and meaning instead of insignificance

Thinking about Sanji, loving and being loved, romance and friendship, safety and care and the real, true happiness that comes from knowing he matters to someone

He deserves it

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imhenritz · 1 month

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Prolly takes place during one of jinbeis first adventures with the strawhats where nothing super big happens (well 1 big thing)

kinda like when you remove a blobfish from a high pressure environment I suppose

Quick shoutout to my favourite jinbei post which I thought about while making this comic

also I made this all before watching this filler episode in particular but OUGHHH ROBINN!!!! (ep 131)

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imhenritz · 1 month

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This line was SO them I HAD to draw it

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imhenritz · 1 month

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LUST — ༉‧₊˚.

ft. sanji !

꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : sanji has always been a little over enthusiastic when it came to women. and when he finally gets his hands on you, he can hardly control himself.

꒰ CONTENTS ꒱ : MDNI. f!reader, loss of virginity (sanji), unprotected sex, creampies, multiple orgasms, use of pet names (angel, mon cherie), sanji is fucked out & brainless oops — WC : 1.9k

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : happy birthday to lover boy sanji + welcome to the first installment for my seven deadly straw hats anthology teehee enjoy !! dividers by @/cafekitsune ᰔ

sanji had a crush on you. which seems like the most obvious thing in the world because sanji had a crush on everyone woman he encounters. but no, this was different, this was you.

you — who was the object of all of his desires. all women were perfect, yes, but you were perfect for him. he wanted to unwrap you and kiss every part of your body, give every piece of him to you and worship you until the angels started to sing.

and all of his prayers were about to be answered as you straddled his lap, your slick cunt kissing the tip of his aching cock.

wet. hot. suffocatingly addicting. everything that ripples through sanji’s body as you lower yourself onto him. the bliss is blinding, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as the world robs him of his sight in favor of the gift you bring him.

his soul leaves his body, finding refuge far up into the heavens. it’s something he’s never experienced, his breath stolen from his very lungs and filled with ecstasy in its wake as he releases inside of you.

after a few moments, he floats back down to you — to the angel that gave him the rapture. one he will always devote himself to, every nerve in his body latching onto yours as your bodies seamlessly connect with each other.

the weeks and months he’d been agonizingly pining over you all paid off for this very moment. lust and desire swirled in his stomach, screaming for more, begging, as pleas involuntarily slip from his tongue.

you easily capture them in your mouth, savoring each one as you kiss him tenderly, letting him come down back to you, from the high that shot through his body.

“feel good, sanji?” you ask as you pull apart from him, rocking your hips to ease him back for another round he was more than ready for.

he swallows hard at the thought, eyes opening to the ethereal sight of you — his angel. he had entirely lost himself for a moment as he wipes the drool that was spilling from his mouth.

“feels amazing.” the enamored man rasps out, eyes falling onto your breasts. as if it couldn’t get any better. without much thought, he leans forward, lips encasing your nipple as his tongue swirls around it.

“sanji—!“ you let out a heightened gasp, fingers tightening their hold in his hair. the slight tug has him groaning, wanting more.

picking up the pace, you start to bounce on his cock, breasts jiggling in time with your movements. it was mesmerizing, a sight that sanji burned into his soul for later.

his cum was getting fucked deeper into you — he could hear it. the thought of it mixing with your sweet slick, creating an essence of only you and him had his mind reeling. all he could do was watch slack-jawed, in awe as you started to speed up.

it was all so lewd, so intoxicating. were you just as lost as him? gone with the throes of pleasure? sweeping you away just as it’s swept him?

even the softest silks from alabasta couldn’t compare to you, the way your walls wrap around him so effortlessly, draining him of every thought he’s ever had.

“mmph—“ sanji let out a moan as he mindlessly babbles. “you’re so good, making me feel so good, mon cherie. please don’t stop. please, please!”

“look at you sanji.” you let out the sweetest taunt, a swirl of saint and sin tumbling from your lips that have him ready to follow you to the depths of hell. “already so, so fucked out. you’re so pretty like this.”

“so tight, so warm.” all he can do is sing praises to you, letting you use him the way you want to, chanting out your name.

your hips stutter, breaking him out of his trance, gaze flitting up to your face. you were trying to give your all but he could see you faltering, the way you were riding him quickly becoming inconsistent, frustrated whines flowing from your beautiful mouth.

although this was his first time and he had no experience, he couldn’t put all of it on you. not when you’ve been so good to him already, hand feeding him all his wildest dreams off a silver platter.

his arms wrap around your waist, feet finding themself sturdy on the mattress before he starts to fuck into you.

“sanji!” you cry out, your hold becoming a death grip, cunt squeezing and fluttering around him as he sloppily thrusts up. it only takes you a second to match his pace, both of your moans spiraling into each others names. “you’re so good, so good to me.”

sanji could cum again right then and there. the praise has him pulsing in your pretty pussy, threatening to unload deep into you. even the thought has his abdomen burning with desire. but through and through, he was a gentleman. and he wouldn’t finish before you.

but sanji quickly realized that holding out his pleasure came with consequences. putting so much effort into not blowing his load has his brain ready to explode, the filter he’s had for so long slipping out of his grasp.

“fuck.” the word fires out of him, pleasure squeezing it right out.

another power took over him, all the desire he’s held for you taking hold of his body the moment you started to fatigue for him. his hands grip your side and flip you so you’re sprawled out on the bed, eyes wide and lips parted at his sudden show of strength.

but that was the last of his restraint, the desire to plow into you until you cried out his name, tears lining your beautiful lashes took root in him.

quickly lining himself up he shoves himself back into you, gripping your hip as you arch up into him.

once he’s seated back inside of you, it feels like he can breathe again. with your cunt throbbing around his length, already beckoning him to come undone again, it takes him everything to push it back, stave off his release until he’s got you spiraling for him.

“you’re so beautiful.” he whispers, his hands reaching to caress your face, your skin warm to the touch. “and all mine.”

slowly but deeply, he pushes back into you, setting a steady pace that has you clawing at the sheets, desperate for more. the sight of you squirming under him, losing your inhibitions over just his cock has it twitching in interest — threatening to burst if he wasn’t careful.

sanji’s fingers trail along your leg, propping one up so he can tenderly kiss the inside of your ankle, right along the artery so he could send his love through your veins and to your heart.

“sanji, go faster.” you whine, trying to hook your other leg around his waist to pull him closer. “please?”

the sound of your plea flipped a switch in his head. the tables were turned and you were under his mercy for once, looking up at him like he was the answer to all of your prayers.

something that was once so angelic now dripping with sin, urging him to take, take, take. but sanji was always so generous, so giving. it wouldn’t hurt for him to indulge, even just a little, right?

with that, he starts thrusting into you without abandon, drowning in the pleasure he felt as the rest of the world slipped away, his cock holding all the power as it nudged your deepest spots.

between the lewd squelches of your sopping cunt and the mewls that kept rolling off your tongue, he felt the itch grow even more. he wouldn’t be satisfied until you were just as lost as he was, until he absolutely knew you were.

“s-sanji!” you cry out, gripping his shoulders and bringing him down closer, bodies sliding against each other as he pace doesn’t relent. “kiss me.”

he obliges, crashing his lips against yours, passion igniting every nerve in his body as his cock pulses deep within you.

“my beautiful angel.” he whispers against your lips before pulling back a bit, a string of spit connecting you. greedily, he takes it into his mouth with his tongue, brushing his nose against yours. “i want to ruin you as you’ve ruined me.”

he could feel you squeeze around him with that, a silent confirmation that let him keep going.

“yes, yes! just don’t stop.” you gasp out, eyes rolling back in pleasure.

“never.” his lips trail down to your neck, sucking marks into your skin to show everyone who you belong to now, no one else would get to touch you as he has, never again. “i couldn’t if i wanted to.”

sanji’s moans fill the room as you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper.

“need you to come, need to hear how pretty you sound, need to see your face as i make you come.” he babbles out, watching your hand slip between your bodies, down towards where the two of you were connected.

the sight of him thrusting into your body sent him into overdrive, every touch from you feels like electricity coursing through him, empowering him to continue rutting into you.

his hand covers yours as he watches you play with your clit, taking over to watch your reactions. you jolt under his initial touch, mewling out his name.

it was intoxicating, the lewd sound of his cock driving into you, the way you said his name like this, the love you held in your eyes.

“‘m gonna cum.” he rasps out.

“me too!” your voice is breathless yet strained, the sound barely falling from your throat as he feels your whole body tighten up. what he’s wanted for so long was finally here.

his eyes are glued onto you as you fall over the edge, gripping your nails into his so tightly he almost winces. the way his name fell from your mouth in a silent scream had him shoving himself all the way inside of your pulsating walls, letting you milk his cock for everything he had left.

and once he started, he couldn’t stop, it just kept flowing out of him as his body trembled above yours. with a final shove and groan of your name, he falls onto your side.

sanji didn’t know whether a minute passed or an hour as he came back down from his high, practically panting from it. his bangs stick to his sweaty forehead, a sheen of it glazing all of his body.

“sanji?” your voice sounded so far away until he turned to you, your hand reaching up to push his hair back. “you okay?”

“i’m more than—“ he clears his throat before it cracks, propping himself on his elbows. “i’m amazing. how are you? did i hurt you?”

“no, not at all.” your bare skin touched his and his body felt on fire once again. “entirely the opposite.”

“good, i wouldn’t want to hurt someone as precious as you.” he pulls you in, bodies flushed together, his limbs tangling with yours as he melts into you.

the soft press of your lips dance along his skin and his eyes flutter shut at the contact, the lust subsided but something new taking its place.

a word he might have carelessly thrown around far too often to any woman who looked his way. because this feeling was brand new, it bloomed deep from within his chest and spread to the tips of his fingers. something he had always not so secretly dreamed of and hoped with all his heart to find one day.

love.

thank you so much for reading ᰔ

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imhenritz · 2 months

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Sanji melts when you give him head.

His fingers are gripping on your hair so tightly, he’s panting and moaning against his other hand, which is fisted against his lips. He can’t risk the rest of the crew listening to him in such a weak state.

He bucks his lips softly into your mouth. He knows that although he’s not very thick, he’s still long and overall a lot to take in, so he tries to be patient, using all his might not to fuck your face and come in under two minutes.

He also adores it when you take your time and spice things up. He had gotten the casual blowjob before, but it was mostly quick one night stands in some shady corner of the Baratie, where oral was just a cheap and easy way to lubricate and not actually a sensual affair, so it always gets his knees weak if you worship him for a little while, teasing and appreciating him through your touch.

He falls back on his elbows, praising you when you’re kneeling between his spread legs, your hands caress his waist and grip him as you go down on his length. You can never look away from him, blinking the tears from your eyes to see his head thrown back in pure pleasure.

During your time apart, Sanji also grows much more comfortable with his own body and desires. Once you reunite, safe in the privacy of your bedroom, he doesn’t hesitate to whisper everything he wants to do with you — and everything he wants you to do to him. That’s how you find yourself between his legs while his hips are supported by soft pillows, his cock deep down your throat and your fingers gently moving inside of him.

His dirty talk goes through the roof, curse words falling from his lips as he talks you through pleasuring him.

“Fuck, baby, that’s it. I can take a bit more, come on, it’s okay… Oh fuck fuck fuck, right there, right there… No, don’t stop sucking baby, come on… You’re so smart, you can do two things at once.”

His sounds are angelic. Breathy moans and soft whimpers, begging and commanding all at the same time.

“Take it deeper... I said deeper…” His hand grips at the roots of your hair, pushing down and making his tip press at the back of your throat, and he loses his composure in a second, eyes rolling back. “Ah! Please, baby, please… Oh that’s a fucking good… Ugh…”

Once he’s close, he always lets you know. Sometimes it’s a verbal warning, but most of the times it’s just gentle tapping against your cheek combined with the trembling of his legs. He lets you choose if you want to swallow it, if you want to jerk him so he paints your face in his cum, and if you do let him come in your mouth but you don’t want to swallow it, he simply extends his bare hand for you to spit on.

And, of course, Sanji always returns the favour.

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