#[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 )

[diabelskoga]

"This is how I find out you've lied the whole time?"

"WHAT ARE YOU HIDING FROM ME?" PROMPTS. ( accepting! )

❝ Ah, the brain traffic finally cleared up in your mosshead, I see. ❞ Sanji murmurs, gritting his teeth; his cigarette now limp between his teeth. ❝ ──Listen, moron... I was not lying; it was more like tip-toeing around the truth and that is a major difference. ❞ Sanji soon averted his gaze, now taking the cigarette out from his mouth. ❝ Different, y'know because-- I never intended to lie, but I also never intended to tell the full truth either. ❞

He breathed deeply, eyeing at the lit cigarette, the ash falling off the tip, landing on the floor somewhere. ❝ What do you want me to admit? Should I swallow my pride and agree that, I guess, I did fuckin' lie? I did it for reasons. I don't lie for the fuckin' fun of it. ❞

#jigoku-no-marimo #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #( I made it a lil vague but this could definitely be about anything-- like wci. etc )

[melpcmene]

do that again. that was cute. / ace @ sanji!!

PROMPTS FOR THE BUDDING ROMANCE. ( accepting! )

He rolled his eyes, and soon colour flooded his cheeks; a warm red blossoming in his cheeks. ❝ What? All I did was straighten your hat. ❞ That and simply fiddled with the strings attached to it. ❝ It was crooked. That's all. ❞

But he did it again, since Ace asked so nicely. His fingers softly skimmed the edges of the hat and straightened it a bit more. Yet the strings were hard to ignore. Dangling there. He can't help but fiddle with them again.

❝ Sheesh. Not cute. Where did you get that stupid idea from? Tch. You're lucky that I like you, Ace.❞ He says, pushing Ace's hat back to softly kiss his forehead. ❝ Or I'd be kicking your ass. ❞

#pareidolah #[ ANS ] ── * VINSMOKE SANJI ( 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵 ; 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯? ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 )

[diabelskoga]

soba mask starter call. / @astralysies ( law! )

❝ You say that you hate the Germa 66 comics so much, and yet you know so fuckin' much! Admit it! You're a fan! ❞ Sanji exclaims, now pointing his finger at Law.

#[ THREAD ] ── * FLANCHE STRIKE ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #astralysies #( gotta go with law 'cos law knows too much about germa gear djfdf ) #( NORTH BLUE BOYS UNITE THO ) #( if u want another one for drake just tell me <3 don't wanna overwhelm ya )

[diabelskoga]

❝ Here, try this. It's a new batch that I'm making for Valentine's, and I need to make sure that this chocolate isn't too sweet. ❞

open starter / mutuals only.

#[ THREAD ] ── * FLANCHE STRIKE ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #open. #( they'll eventually be mentioned again on valentine's day ) #( they're gonna be like-- heart-shaped chocolates and such ) #( the filling likely will be something like caramel ) #( he's making sure that the chocolate is not THAT sweet so it can be enjoyable with every bite )

[diabelskoga]

soba mask starter call. / @ryusokcn

Surely, his real identity was not that obvious right? ( Who else would have blond hair and a curly eyebrow? That could be anyone. ) He clears his throat, now stepping over to Sabo. ❝ I see you've managed to handle that yourself. I think you made some of those bastards piss themselves. Nicely done, Sa- stranger. ❞

#[ THREAD ] ── * FLANCHE STRIKE ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #ryusokcn #( sanji just casually pretends that no one ( minus law. usopp and franky ) knows who he is )

[diabelskoga]

"I hate when people ask me to explain my thought process. Like hell if I know."

What's a meme? ( Can you eat it? )

❝ You sound like the moss head, though I would not dare say that in front of a beautiful lady such as yourself. He's more stupider anyway. ❞ He then sighs with a slight of content. ❝ No lady should need to explain themselves anyway. ❞

#shinuchi-ulti #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #[ OOC ] ── * QUEUE ( 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 . . . 𝘯𝘰𝘸! ) #( me currently not knowing the muse yet BUT hopefully i'mma get to that point dfdkfdjfd )

[diabelskoga]

soba mask starter call. / @kaizokugaris

❝ Oi, Mos── ❞ He stops, clearing his throat. ❝ Oi, you with the big forehead! What's with that look on your face?! ❞

#[ THREAD ] ── * FLANCHE STRIKE ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #kaizokugaris #( idk if zoro knows this new identity but i'mma have some fun with this ) #( sanji thinks zoro has no idea but that god damn obvious curly eyebrow makes it so obvious )

[diabelskoga]

If you die, I’ll kill you.

&. 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬 (𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬?) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. ( accepting! )

He takes a drag of his cigarette, longer than usual but more necessary. Death? It seems impossible. His genetic modifications had kicked in. A blade snapped in half laid at his side. He hated himself so much at that; the concept of being like his emotionless brothers. He sighs, another drag, smoke blown out, forming as a small cloud as it slowly dissipates.

❝ Not gonna die, Robin-chan. ❞ He says, the name coming off his tongue with such ease. It's part of him after all. ❝ I wouldn't allow you to get your hands dirty over me. ❞

#fleurdemonio #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 )

[diabelskoga]

OPEN STARTER / MUTUALS ONLY.

❝ Okay, who the fuck is hungry. Spit out your orders, if you're not quick enough, you're not getting anything. ❞

#[ IC ] ── * BOUQUETIÈRE SHOT ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #( wanted to do a bit of an open ) #( quick and simple one )

[diabelskoga]

🐾/ intense stare at sanji as he boops him on the cheek

Send 🐾 to boop my muse! ( accepting! )

Intense stare back. What was Luffy planning?

Sanji had been too focused on dicing the vegetables, as Luffy is getting vegetables whether he liked it or not, until Sanji noticed the intense staring. Then the sudden boop on his cheek caught him off guard. He blinks before letting out a small chuckle. ❝ Just what I needed, captain. If you want a little snack, I got meat all prepared in the fridge waiting for you. ❞

#gumpistol #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #( one boop = one meaty snack from the fridge ) #( but ur still having ur veggies. luffy )

[diabelskoga]

Try to break my muse’s heart in a single sentence " Here's your invite for Buggy and Milady Nami's wedding, ga ne. "

Try to break my muse’s heart in a single sentence. ( accepting! )

GROSS SOBBING IN THE CORNER.

#waxgentleman #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #( INSTANTLY HEARTBROKEN. ) #( sanji vc: NAMI WOULD NEVERRRRRR )

[diabelskoga]

“sanji look! i drew a picture of us! see? it’s me watching you cooking! do you like it?”

He grabbed the picture, taking a good look at it and immediately smiling warmly. ❝ I love it! The vegetables are looking very nice in this, same with that knife and the chopping board! I think this one should go on the fridge, don't you agree? ❞

#notanuki #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #( sanji also: sighs in relief that he sees no “unknown” somewhere in the picture ) #( but sanji really loves it. this is going on the fridge! ) #( using the cherry blossom fridge magnets that they got for chopper )

[diabelskoga]

❝ how'd you like the fake spider in your room? ❞

prompts for muses who are Little Shits™. ( accepting! )

He stood there; leg rose up from the ground; burning in a bright flame, currently summoning Diable Jambe over a fucking spider. Yeah, you read that correctly. OVER A FUCKING SPIDER. He meant fucking business. It's a surprise that a guy like him, the fourth-highest bounty poster amongst his crew was completely terrified over a spider. The same guy who has countlessly fought with exceeding expectations. Who could demolish a sea king, and fought over a crowd of enemies. In the middle of this, Sanji didn't see Zoro until the words: How'd you like the fake spider in your room?

Fake...? The word echoes, bounces off the walls of his mind as if unable to comprehend at first. Then he lowered his leg, the flames decreased. ❝ That was a fake? ❞ He lets out a small huh, then turned to face Zoro. He managed to remain calm── nah, syke. Him calm around Zoro? Never. Not like this.

❝ TY MAŁY GÓWNIARZU! ❞ He storms after Zoro, fuming.

❝ Get your dried seaweed ass here so I can use whatever's left for the rice balls once I'm done with you! You're a dead man! ❞

#kaizokugaris #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #( sanji is gonna hunt zoro down. YOU KNOW HOW MUCH HE HATES SPIDER. THIS MAN WAS GONNA FIGHT FOR HIS LIFE WHEN HE SAW THAT SPIDER )

[diabelskoga]

Birthdaay assskk! The door of the kitchen’s cabin is opened and shut with a single slam, the artist holds it closed as there’s loud bagging on the other side. Mr 3 seems roughed up, out of breath as if he just ran a whole marathon. “ IF THE WAX WASN’T EDIBLE YESTERDAY IT NOT GOING TO BE EDIBLE TODAY GA NE! IT DOESN’T WORK LIKE THAT! JEEEZZZ! IT IS NOT ! E DI BLE GAAA NEEE! ” He screams, sweat dripping from his forehead as he finally turns an angry gaze towards the blond there. “ Y—YOU MANIAC, CRAZY, IRRESPONSIBLE! Yeeeess I may have been a liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiittle harsh on my little pay back but this? THIS IS INSANE! HYAAA— ” After one last big thud, things seem to settle as Mr 3 slowly slips to the floor, sitting down but still holding on to the door. “ ……….Fuwaaaaa! Oh! the things I have to say—but not today. Today I shall indulge in a little kindness... ” The artist looks over the window while fixing his bow tie. A shiny and adorned wheel lighter is taken from his shirt pocket. A single slide is enough to open and show the flames and it closes in a pleasant click as he throws it to the blond. “ To match your golden one, huh. It’s always good to have more than one, right? Have a terrible birthday, ga ne. I shall take my leave. ” An annoyed huff to the side as he triumphantly walked to the door… just to turn back, shoulders dropped in anxious stance. “ Aaaaactually may I stay for a little more?… Pretty Pleaaaaseee gaaa neeeee ”

birthday asks. ( accepting! )

This was his third? No, his fifth cigarette; a certain day where Sanji would happily go through at least two packets to feel normal. Is this bad for his health? Yup. Does he care? Nope. He brought his fifth cigarette to his lips, his hands now patting his pockets for his lighter. Then suddenly there's a slam, which made him drop his cigarette out of surprise and shock. He swore underneath his breath; he was not expecting that. ( Then again, he should've. )

Turning around, Sanji saw Mr 3; all dishevelled, panting, as if running for his life. He sounded like he ran for his life, and then his exclaims made him grin, amused. He was definitely running for his life. He bent down, plucking the dropped cigarette off the ground and brushing off the dust or dirt with a few quick swipes of the hand.

With the cigarette back between his lips, Sanji stood there, arms crossed over his chest; facing the angry trumpets that was Mr 3's voice. ❝ Little? ❞ Offended by that, Sanji uncrossed his arms; hands now relocated on his hips, glaring down at the devil fruit user. Little?! ❝ You know what's little? Canapés! Finger foods! That's little! Your finger food was a full-on middle finger and a shit show of humiliation! That is not little to my standards! ❞

His tongue clicks at the roof of his mouth, tsking, his anger simmering for a moment like it was on low heat. Then he glanced at the present. He grabs it in mid-air, catching it and looking at it, flickering the lid up with practise effort. Humming, Sanji marvelled at the mermaid. What a cutie! He looked satisfied with that, liking the silver and the blue.

❝ Funny enough, I was looking for my golden one. ❞ But this will do, as Sanji lights it up, using it to burn the tip of his cigarette. Ah, that is so much better. Raising a curly eyebrow, Sanji watched Mr 3 almost leave. He took note of his anxious form, a clear sign that he did not want to step out. He huffs. ❝ Fine. Stay. Annoy me even a little and you're out, got it? I'm only letting you stay because you got me a fine gift. ❞

#waxgentleman #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #( he's mentally chuckling to himself when he saw mr 3 run in and shout at him ) #( ehehe )

[diabelskoga]

          There's a brand new fridge placed inside the Sunny's kitchen in the position of where the old one used to be. It's fully upgraded, taller, wider, featuring a new and improved anti-frost filter, adjustable temperature dial, and a custom ice-maker.

Don't ask him where the old fridge went. He literally tore it apart to create this one. It was a brutal massacre, it was for the best that Sanji didn't see the slaughter.

Also, while he was constructing this new and upgraded kitchen appliance, all the food was going warm on the countertops so he helped himself to eating whatever he wanted as compensation for his hard work.

Anyway, he's glued a fancy red ribbon to the top and stuck a little sticky note under a fridge magnet that reads "Co-là-breith math." alongside a little scribble of his jolly roger

     Saying it in person was too embarrassing, he doesn't do all that chummy shit. He just needed an excuse to clean out their fridge.

birthday asks. ( accepting! )

He stood there, speechless for a moment. That was not his fridge. This fridge was different, it had a brand-new feel to it; new colour of grey, all clean. Something about the size and the width screamed out new. A soft gasp left him, now studying it a bit more. An ice-maker? He noticed the temperature dial, mentally kicking his feet knowing he can make food fresher, avoiding any kind of bacterial outbreak. ( Though that rarely happens when you have a captain consuming everything. But it's still nice to adjust the temperature. ) But what had happened to the old fridge? Who did it? Who──

His hands ran down the cool sleekness of the fridge, now stopping at the sight of the sticky note. ❝ Co...la? Cola? ❞ He scratched the back of his head. He couldn't understand it. He's more Polish/French fluent than this. But looking at the note, looking at the new fridge and── Looking up, there's a red ribbon. Connecting the dots, Sanji assumed it's a birthday thing, right? Because, right! It's his birthday! He recognized that jolly roger. Did Kid do this for him?

❝ Huh, I guess you're not all that bad. ❞

It was right there that Sanji did not realize that he'll be taking those words back very, very soon as Sanji, the birthday boy, opened his new fridge. All smiles, Sanji peered in only to see not much in sight. His smile soon turned strained, all forceful as he laughs. New Fridge. Not much of a crumb inside! Haha.

Leaning away from the brand-new fridge, Sanji laughed, no humour attached. ❝ It wouldn't have killed him if we restocked my fridge! ❞

#ferromagnetiic #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #( exchange meme. kid: i give u a new fridge for ur birthday. u give me all ur food to consume )

[diabelskoga]

why not just cut their throats ... or kick in your case.

DUNE (2021) PROMPTS. ( accepting! )

❝ You want me to... kick them in the throats? ❞ His curly eyebrow raised in question, staring at him as if Zoro sprouted two heads. Then again, even two heads would still do nothing for him; all that moss brain traffic. ❝ Hilarious that you said cut their throats as if cutting is my thing until your moss brain managed to get it right. Though, really? A kick in the throat? Why not just doing the usual fuckin' stuff? Kick their asses and call it a day? ❞

#kaizokugaris #[ ANS ] ── * ORDER UP ( 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘬𝘰𝘨𝘢 ) #[ VERSE ] ── * POST-TIME SKIP ( 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘸 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬 ) #( sanji also: i'll kick u in the throat )