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ohbother2 · 2 months
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CONTROVERSIAL TAKE BUT NO I WILL NOT BE HEARING ANYONE OUT ABOUT THIS
MY FACE-CLAIM OF HUMAN!ADAM IS LITERALLY CHARLIE FROM ITS ALWAYS SUNNY IN PHILADELPHIA
LOOK AT THIS MAN
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THIS IS ADAM
WHENEVER I WRITE ABOUT ADAM JUST KNOW THIS IS WHO IS IN MY MIND
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tomoeskiss · 13 days
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brandon and his guitar <3
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faithinlouisfuture · 5 months
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prettiest pretty to ever pretty in the history of pretty 😍 (x)
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miitoonss · 1 month
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Nico Hischier in New York 💌
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wejustvibing · 6 months
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whatever you say beautiful
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yoyokslut · 7 months
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get you a man who can do both
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alexturntable · 12 days
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apmmonaco 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐙𝐢 𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 • 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐀𝐈 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒
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miistymemorii · 2 months
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Cherry
pairing: sanji x reader
summary: you loudly and publicly make a note on Sanji's drunken appearance, much to his embarrassment. He decides to retaliate, much to your embarrassment.
rating: this one wasn’t SUPPOSED to get suggestive but the WHORE in me jumped out so 18+ !!!
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From what you had seen, Sanji was the member of the crew that drank the lightest. He was the one that still had a semi-clear mind by the end of the night, making sure that everyone got into bed safely. He also liked to savor everything morsel of sustenance that entered his body, so he took his time with alcohol, treating every drink like its own experiment for him to study.
However, for whatever reason, this night was different.
Zoro had a headache, so he was sitting in the booth with the group, but he had his eyes closed, a glass of water in front of him as he sat with his eyes closed. You wondered if he was asleep, but you were too intimidated by your friend to flick his nose and see if he was awake or not. Because Zoro was sober, albeit with a headache, he had agreed to guide everyone to bed tonight, which apparently gave Sanji the green light to drink every ounce of alcohol in his immediate reach.
You and the group had sailed into the port of a small village that boasted its agricultural feats, the entire village quaint but covered in flora. Luffy, of course, had ordered pound upon pound of food, some of which included the locally grown and harvested fruits and vegetables. This was a particular delight for Sanji, of course, and locally made alcohol had been ordered to pair with it. You were pleasantly drunk, peeking over the rim of your glass to watch Sanji, who was sat next to you, downing his own drink. You couldn't help but giggle at the way he drank the wine in his glass with the fervor of a man lost in the desert, such a contrast from the way he usually sipped and savored his wine.
"We are going to be taking some bottles back to the ship with us, you know," you teasingly point out, hiccupping as you set your own glass down.
"True, but I want to taste it now." Sanji replied, reaching over to the bottle and refilling his glass.
You rolled your eyes, relenting when he raised his glass and clinked it with Usopp's, who was equally as sloshed as Sanji. Your eyes scanned over the crowd at the bar, trying to make your gaze as fleeting as possible to not rise any suspicion. One of your favorite reasons for being a part of the Strawhat crew was the places you went, the way every place was exponentially more foreign to you than the next. Still, you had been teased by Sanji for having a bad staring habit before, and despite his drunken state, he clocked you for it again this time.
You had tuned out whatever loud conversation the rest of the crew was having, that was until you felt something heavy against the back of your neck. You snapped back to attention, looking to your side and realizing that Sanji's face was nose inches from your own, and the heavy thing against your neck was his arm around your shoulder. Your heart somehow felt like it had simultaneously stopped and was beating a million miles an hour.
His breath smelled of alcohol and mint, a crooked smile on his face. "Are you stalking people again?" He said in tone that made your stomach do somersaults.
You hated the way he made you feel. He made you feel stupid, absolutely weak in the knees and breathless whenever he zeroed in on you. Still, you tried your hardest to never show your nervousness, even if your head was starting to swim from the alcohol you had been nursing. "No, because stalking implies that I am following people. I'm just looking."
"Ah..." Sanji looked over the crowd, his eyes slightly hooded in his drunken state. You're studying him, and you notice that his cheeks and nose are starting to redden. You can't hide the small giggle that escapes you, Sanji turning back to you at the sound. "Did you see someone you like?"
You giggle and shake your head. "No, it's your face. It's getting red." Sanji rubbed his cheek self-consciously, his blush deepening as he took another drink. Your attention fell to the assortment of fruit on the table, and you picked up a cherry, holding it near his face. Your laughed harder, "Look, it's exactly the same!"
Usopp, who was seated on the other side of Sanji, heard your exclamation and was now focused on your conversation. He looked at the cherry that you were dangling near Sanji's face by the stem, then at Sanji's face, then cracked out a grin. "Oh my gosh, Sanji, your face!"
Sanji groaned, the arm that had been draped over your shoulders leaving its spot so he could use both hands to rub, and hide, his face. You poked his side as Usopp tried to pry Sanji's hands away, Nami and Luffy now paying attention to the scene the three of you were causing.
Nami giggled, reaching over you to attempt (and fail) to poke Sanji’s cheek. “I have never seen someone’s face get like that after drinking, good job, Sanji!”
You gently tapped Sanji’s cheek with the cherry, teasingly adding, “It is truly impressive.”
Sanji was staring at you, his mouth now in a thin line. The look on his eyes was unlike anything you had ever seen before, his eyes stormy with a hint of something your swimming mind couldn't identify. It made your stomach flip again. His hand shot up, grabbing your wrist and stopping you from tapping the cherry against his face again. You froze when he grabbed you, your giggle getting caught in your throat. You quirked an eyebrow as the entire world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you.
Sanji held his intense gaze on you as he slowly turned your wrist, craning it so the fruit pressed against his lips, his mouth flashing open and his tongue darting out to capture the fruit and bring it into his mouth, disconnecting expertly from the stem. Now you were the one turning red.
The whole thing had seemingly gone unnoticed by the rest of the wasted crew, because Sanji quickly turned away from you and tuned into the conversation Usopp and Luffy were having. Your hand was still pinching the stem of the cherry, completely dumbfounded.
Nami, who was on your other side, was no latched onto your back like the barnacles on the side of the ship. The affection coming from her, as close as you were with Nami, startled you, and you jumped a little as her arms nestled around you like an anaconda. Her chin settled against the dip in your shoulder, her warm, drunken breath making your nose wrinkle. "I'm so tired..." Nami mumbled in your ear. "Can you help me back on to the boat?"
Zoro, who had been silently zoned out the entire time, took Nami by her shoulder and pried her away from your back. "C'mon, I'll do it."
He began to gently lead her out of the booth, lowly telling the rest of the crew that when he came back, he would be collecting them and throwing them in their respective beds. Luffy and Usopp groaned as Sanji led them out of the other end of the booth, and you got out on your side, following behind the three of them as all of you headed back to the boat. Your mind and heart were still racing, and it wasn't helping that Sanji was walking in front of you, even the sight of the back of his body enough to set your body aflame.
The thing about Sanji was that he was the person you were closest to in the crew. Nami was your sister and Luffy, Usopp, and Zoro had their fair share of brotherly moments with you, but with Sanji it was a completely different story. He was a gentleman, beyond respectful, but there were the moments that you caught him staring. There was the way his breath hitched when you ran to hug him. There were the different glints he would get in his eye, when you ate food, he had cooked, when you smiled at him, and a lot of other times when looked at you like he was desperately wanting something. All of it you noticed, but kept to yourself, because you didn't know how to properly express how you felt.
Still, he had made a pretty bold move.
You quietly passed Zoro on the ship, telling him goodnight and slipping into your room. You changed out of your daytime clothes, feeling a bit grimy. You paused when you went to put on your pajamas, though, deciding to put on your robe instead. It was late, and you were drunk, but that drunkenness was telling you that now was the time to clean yourself. You knew a shower would take far too long, but the least you could do was take a rag and some water and half-clean yourself.
You snuck yourself to the galley, hugging yourself as a chill swept through the entire boat. You retrieved a bowl and started to set a pot of water to heat up over the smaller fire that Sanji always kept ready to be lit in case Luffy wanted a late-night snack. You knew it wouldn't take long, because you only needed warm water, not boiling, and while you waited you looked through Sanji's large collection of scented and flavored oils. Surely, he wouldn't notice two or three drops missing. You grinned as you spotted a cherry extract he used sometimes for baking, pouring a few drops into the bowl. The water was the perfect temperature, so you extinguished your small flame and poured the water into the bowl. The extract swirled pink in the water, mixing as you carefully returned back to your room. You set it down on your windowsill, retrieving a small cloth and dipping it into the water. You untied your robe, taking the cloth and pressing it to your skin. You felt every single hair raise on your body, the chilly night air allowing causing all of your goosebumps to become active. You cleaned yourself quickly, not wanting to be naked and cold much longer. Setting the cloth back and the bowl and putting it to the side, you finally got into your sleepwear and settled into bed. As you drifted off, you couldn't help but replay that moment in your brain, a smile on your face and a warmth between your legs as you fell asleep.
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askarsjustsoswedish · 1 month
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Alexander Skarsgård – Mackage Ad Campaign, Spring/Summer ’24. Thanks Skarsjoy (x)
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Husband material.
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l8tof1 · 2 months
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lewis on day 1 of bahrain testing 2024
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jhutchism · 5 months
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in my brain, we’re kissing rn 😁
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Vincent Price holding up his mask // (1958)
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this photo of george is making me go insane like i actually cannot move on
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princerogersnelsons · 8 months
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💎
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faithinlouisfuture · 11 months
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the duality ☯︎
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