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bidisastersanji · 5 months

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It's Sunday night so why not read part 3/3 of "Zoro gets lost because he uses the red string of fate like a compass" ? Part 1 here, part 2 here, ao3 here Hope you guys like it ;)

Sanji is being weird. Ever since that day on Thriller Bark, he’s definitely been avoiding him, only interacting with him when strictly necessary (to feed him), never making eye contact for too long, and leaving as quickly as he came.

Shitty cook. What’s his fuckin’ deal?

Zoro lets it sit for a couple of days, too injured to move out of the infirmary or to do anything about it anyways, before he comes up with a potential reason for the cook’s strange behaviour. It must be because of the self-sacrifice thing. It can’t be because of that... other thing, he muses.

Back at the Baratie, when they’d first met, Zoro could immediately tell that Sanji didn’t know. The blonde couldn’t see it, or feel it...nothin’. It was painfully obvious. (It didn’t make him feel hollow at all!) So, he hadn’t said anything- what would’ve been the point? It wasn’t like it mattered to him either way: his goal was already fixed. Become the world’s greatest swordsman. Then, maybe look for the person tied to his soul.

He didn’t expect to meet them so soon.

He also didn’t expect for him to come aboard and join the crew. Sure, the ridiculous moron grew on him much faster than he expected, and he took great satisfaction from having someone of comparable strength look over their crew with him, someone who could handle him, his power, his ambition, his rough edges and biting words. He wouldn’t deny that. But he also hated how the proximity made his little...navigation problem way worse.

Learning that Sanji grew up on a moving restaurant in the East Blue certainly explained why the thread moved around so much. Being on the same boat, however, brought the realisation that the closer they were to each other, the more the thread moved- and when living in such close quarters, stuck on a ship, the thread was constantly bobbing around as the cook moved around his kitchen, the pantry, the bridge, happily serving freshly prepared meals and snacks to his crewmates.

If there was one good use that he got out of this, it's that he could always find the best time to sneak some booze from the kitchen- the red string a reliable indicator of Sanji being busy elsewhere. The downside was, of course, all the teasing his nakama, especially that witch Nami, made him endure. And it’s not like he could even reciprocate the teasing the day her tattoo turned the exact shade of a certain Miss Wednesday’s hair. He couldn’t risk his debt going up.

Even when off the ship, Zoro’s sense of direction had never been as comically bad before. Using the red thread to move around was like breathing to him, and it constantly caught his eye, getting him lost- even in the midst of battle- going up the wrong stairs, running off in the wrong direction, finding himself in the most unlikely of places because the damn cook wouldn’t. stop. moving. Around. (Somewhere in his mind, Zoro was aware that he couldn’t expect Sanji to not move- he just was oh so tired of getting lost.)

He noticed that Sanji never had problems finding him. Zoro’s chest felt light whenever he did. He didn’t linger on it.

His chest feels anything but light now that Sanji is avoiding him like the plague.

Strong enough to stand after a few days’ rest, Zoro follows the red thread to the galley. He pushes the door open and catches the sweet smell of Sanji’s stress baking. Of course.

“I’m not giving you booze, marimo.” Sanji doesn’t look up from behind the counter, hands meticulously working to decorate whatever baked goods he’s whipped up today.

“’m not here for booze, cook.”

“Then get the hell out of my kitchen, it’s not lunchtime yet.”

Zoro regards him cooly, standing between the counter and the dining table, and waits for him to look up. He has time.

“...You gonna stand here all day, shithead?”

“Mn.”

Sanji sighs and meets his gaze with an affronted look, hands finally stilling in his decorating.

“You’ve been avoiding me.” Zoro’s not one to beat around the bush. “Is this about what happened with Kuma?”

Sanji stays silent, absentmindedly worrying his lower lip.

“Look, I’m never gonna apologise for knockin’ you out and doing what I did- especially since everything turned out ok in the end. The crew couldn’t lose you, curls. This was my burden to bear. How can we move past this-”

His blue eyes look furious, like burning ice. “We can’t,” he bites out. Sanji reaches for his cigarettes, soothing himself with the familiar motion of placing it between his lips. It wobbles as he speaks. “And the fuck do you even mean, they couldn’t lose me- they can’t lose you, dumbass. You still have to beat Mihawk and become the greatest, right?”

Zoro sighs, tuning the cook out a bit as he nags him. Why Sanji can never see his own value, his importance to the crew, to him, he doesn’t know. He knows it’s not something he can fix with just a few words.

“Why would you even,” Sanji starts losing his words from his frustration. His thumb and forefinger pinch his cigarette and he waves it around angrily. “you silly moss- I can’t understand you!”

“That’s my line. Why did you try to take my place? Spoutin’ all that bullshit about finding another cook, huh?”

Sanji blanches, mouthing silent words as he looks for a way to answer Zoro’s question. His visible eye flits to Zoro’s hand on his chest. The swordsman notices.

“Y-you wouldn’t understand...” his face contorts painfully, brow furrowed.

Zoro takes it all in. Where he’s looking, the way he’s been acting strange...it was more than what happened on Thriller Bark, then. “Oh yeah? Wanna bet?”

“Not really, no.”

“All right. Then why don’t I let you in on a little secret.”

Zoro’s face is impassible as ever, and the cook seems intrigued.

“...sure, why the hell not.” Then, to break the tension, “You gonna tell me the secret to your ridiculous hair colour?”

“Better. ‘m gonna tell you why I get lost all the time.”

“...so you are self-aware. Good job, marimo. Maybe next you’ll figure out basic hygiene.” Sanji’s jeer doesn’t mask how intently he’s waiting for Zoro to reveal his secret.

The swordsman comes closer to the counter, placing his forearms and hands on the cool granite. Sanji’s eye follows the movement and seems to linger on the thread before returning to meet his own. This helps steel the swordsman in his decision.

“You see, the reason I get turned around and lost is ‘cause I don’t navigate like most folk do. Growing up, I relied on my inner compass, and it worked just fine- I could always tell where North was, back then. No matter where I was.”

“What changed?”

“My north started movin’ around,” he huffs.

“That doesn’t make any sense.”

“Yeah, didn’t make sense to me either. But then my friend told me that the red string on my finger wasn’t a compass.”

From how close they’re standing; Zoro hears Sanji’s breath hitch. He grins and brings his hand up from the counter, wiggling his pinky.

“Y-you can see it?” Sanji’s face is twisted with shock and confusion.

“Always have.”

“But then why- why didn’t you say anything?”

“Could tell that you didn’t see it too. Didn’t wanna make a fuss.”

Sanji’s mouth opens on an inhale- ready to retort, but Zoro cuts him off before he gets the chance. “Think, cook. How would’ve you had reacted if I’d told you?”

That shuts him up. Head slightly hanging, his unlit cigarette is in pieces, wrung out by his nervous hands.

Always a contrarian, Zoro feels calm, his chest now warm and light like bread fresh from the oven. He can feel his lips stretch into a lazy smile despite himself. The shitty cook can see it. He can see the thread. It’s a start.

“Sanji.”

His blue eyes are cloudy, distant, deep in thought, and it takes him a few seconds to realise that swordsman said his name. His actual name. Zoro’s chest feels a little tight at the cute blush that dusts his cheeks, spreading to his ears. Tempers the urge to tease him about it, watch it deepen. He should probably say the important stuff first, do what he came here to do in the first place.

“I won’t apologise for Thriller Bark because I'm selfish. I couldn’t bear to lose you.” Zoro prefers to speak with actions, not words, and he hopes that this action was loud enough.

Listen, cook. Please listen.

Sanji ponders his words for a moment, eyes searching his face with an intensity that keeps Zoro rooted to the spot. Under his crisp white button up, his chest rises and falls with a deep, deep sigh. He seems to come to a decision, and Zoro can’t deny his sweaty palms are itching to fidget with his earrings as he watches Sanji join him on his side of the counter. His footsteps suddenly feel quite loud, the light a bit too bright- but Zoro keeps his face schooled in a neutral expression and turns to face his crewmate.

The thread is short, now, their bodies, close.

“You won’t apologise.”

Zoro shakes his head no.

“Then you better be ready to make it up to me your whole life, you shitty marimo.”

I hear you.

Zoro’s heart beats like war drums, victorious and bold and indomitable, blood racing, making his body sizzle with restless energy. He watches in awe as Sanji’s hand- the one with a delicately corded red rope tied to the pinky- reaches for his own, interlocking their hands between them. It looks nice, the red string bright and proud against their skins’ neutral tones. Evidence of their unique bond.

His face must be saying something because Sanji looks handsomely mischievious, pearly whites peeking out from an idiotic grin.

“So, you’re gonna kiss me or what?”

Zoro doesn’t need to be asked twice, and for once, does as Sanji says.

#saying sanji's name can actually be something so personal #i love these two idiots so much #zoro choosing to reveal he knows in the most dramatic way possible #because he is that bitch #he's that i t g i r l #you know he is that girl #zoro roronoa #black leg sanji #zoro x sanji #zosan #one piece zosan #zosan fanfiction #zosan fic #zosan fanfic #zosan soulmate au #red string of fate

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imjulia-andilikecats · 2 months

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THROWBACK: When The Calore Brothers' IQ Momentarily Drop in Some Scenes:

The Red Queen Fandom:

#red queen #glass sword #king's cage #war storm #mare barrow #cal calore #maven calore #old meme #random #tiberias vii calore #marecal #mareven #i love these two idiots so much #image being raised to govern a large population and has a hard timw doing math problems #also i might give cal a pass since he was in a dazed with the sun shooting #maven on the other hand...👀#when the math aint mathing #and the cunning aint cunning

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kawaiicatzombie · 9 months

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They’re in love your honor

#lawrusso #daniel larusso #johnny lawrence #I love these two idiots so much #daniel x johnny

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magician-tactician · 2 years

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They're just chilling, taking a break, maybe in a forest on an expedition or somethin :)

#fire emblem #fe3h #hubert von vestra #ferdinand von aegir #few3h #ferdibert #i love these two idiots so much

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cha080525 · 1 year

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#Minkey #this is actually my fav piece I did this year TuT #and it was done in like 20 minutes #i love these two idiots so much #Key #Minho #SHINee #They seem to be very good friends

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priapussdick · 5 months

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#😭😭😭😭#i love these two idiots so much #one room angel #watching ep5

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percabethandpeggy · 6 months

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The doctor: You going my way, doll?

Rose: Is there any other way to go, daddio?

How can people not ship them!?!?

These two are clearly otp material

#doctor who #10th doctor #rose tyler #the doctor #tenrose #i love these two idiots so much

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goldnskyart · 8 months

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Skateboards and Jam

So I might’ve written a one shot to go with the skater x nerd prinxiety art I’ve been making recently- it wasn’t supposed to be more than one chapter but I’m a very slow writer and I didn’t wanna wait to start posting it lol.

It is ofc inspired by the jam video and the whole thing is a little silly but I love it honestly and I hope y’all like it too! I’m not usually a writer but I tried my best

Pairings: Prinxiety

Warnings: None I don’t think- possibly slight injuries in later chapters

Description: Roman has a bit of a thing for one of the skaters at his local skate park, too bad he doesn’t have any chance with him. Or does he? Virgil certainly couldn’t tell you

| Ao3 | next chapter —> |

Chapter 1/?

Roman kicked a pebble across the beat up asphalt, pretending he felt any sense of belonging in the little skate park. It was more of a parking lot than a park really, but still it was a popular hangout spot for people way cooler than him. Nevertheless he passed by every single day. “It’s the closest way home.” He’d say if anyone asked. And it was not untrue, if it wasn’t he wouldn’t have found it in the first place. But actually he mostly just enjoyed watching a bunch of cute guys do cool tricks on their boards, he knew it was delusional to even think any of them would be interested in him, most of them were probably not even into guys. However a guy with as vivid an imagination as Roman couldn’t just let the idea go. Maybe if he came by often enough someone would come up to him and sweep him off his feet, metaphorically or not he wouldn’t mind either way. And he had one specific guy in mind. A guy who always carried a board with a rainbow spiderweb roughly painted on, which of course means he’s gay or well, probably, maybe, there was a non zero chance. It was the closest thing to a rainbow he had seen around there. He wasn’t what Roman would usually consider his type but fuck he was cute, there was no point even trying to deny it.

Virgil annoyedly blew a few strands of purple hair out of his eyes. What was even the point of being at the park alone, he couldn’t skate and didn’t have any intention of making new friends. Still there he was. It was just one of those days. Everything that could go wrong had and as a cherry on top the friends he was supposed to skate with canceled last minute. Virgil glanced down on his board, decorated with a rainbow spiderweb, he was quite fond of it but still the temptation to just snap it in half was strong. But he didn’t. For a moment he just stood there trying to shake the frustrations in the pleasant autumn breeze but was quickly pulled back to reality by the overwhelming feeling of someone watching him. Looking over his shoulder he did indeed see someone not very subtly staring at him. And he knew who it was. Or well, knew was a bit of a stretch, but he recognised him. The dude walked by like every single day. A stereotypical nerd always looking so proper and put together, not even a single strand out of place on his oh so perfect head of beautiful golden brown hair. It pissed him off. Virgil lightly shook his head, that nerd was getting on his last nerve just by existing.

Roman looked away for a moment, his attention grabbed by loud cheering on the other side of the park. Someone did something cool it seems but he just missed it. His heart took a jump in his chest as he suddenly felt a strong hand grip his jaw and forcefully turn his head back around. And there he was that one skater boy, his face only inches away from his own. Roman’s cheeks immediately flushed, his heart beating so loud he could’ve sworn the entire park heard it. Virgil acted entirely on impulse, normally he would never approach a stranger but this time he just lost it. “What the hell are you lookin’ at nerd?” He almost hissed out, aggressively shoving his face in Romans.

“I just think you’re cute-“ Roman just blurted it out without thinking about it for even a second, his voice muffled by the tight grip on his cheeks. His face turned an even deeper shade of red as he realized what he just said, and he thought himself to be able to see a faint blush cover the others face as well. Virgil just blankly stared at him, at a complete loss for words. This was not what was supposed to happen. He was supposed to be intimidated and leave. Not give Virgil butterflies. What the fuck. Slowly he loosened his grip and backed away a little, instead starting to anxiously pull at his hoodie. Roman just stared for a moment trying to take in what was happening, he was half expecting to be punched in the face, or made fun of at the very least. But seeing the other guy's reaction he couldn’t help but break a little smile. “Would you mind teaching me some tricks?” he asked, glancing over at the board the skater was still loosely holding under his arm. Roman never had any intention of learning to skate but he thought it might be a good place to start talking. And it did sound like something straight out of a romcom so of course he wanted that.

Virgil was completely lost in his own world overwhelmed by his own feelings. Looking up at the other he realized he just asked him something, no idea what but by the way he was looking at him it was clear he was waiting for an answer. “I-eh sure?” He said just hoping it was an appropriate answer to whatever was asked, his hand nervously finding its way to the back of his neck. Romans grin widened “today?” he asked, reaching out and spinning one of the wheels on the colorful skateboard “I bet I can do one of those cool jumps.” Virgil couldn’t help but snort at that. On the inside however he was panicking, realizing what he had just agreed to. Surprisingly it wasn’t the idea of hanging out with a complete stranger that scared him, it was the fact that he himself couldn’t skate, and now he had promised to teach someone else. How the hell was he gonna do that without admitting he’s not actually a skater. No doubt the guy would laugh at him too, he’d certainly not think he was cool anymore and leave. For some reason the thought made Virgil's heart sink. "Oh, I almost forgot- I’m Roman!” he reached his hand out towards Virgil, with a smile so bright you’d think it’d rival the sun itself.

(All of the chapters and the art that goes with it can be found under the skateboards and jam tag)

#skateboards and jam #I love these two idiots so much #writing absolute simp roman is my new favourite thing #prinxiety #roman sanders #sanders sides #virgil sanders #roman x virgil #sanders sides fanfiction #fanfic #sandersides #sanders sides fanfic #prinxiety fanfiction #my fanfiction

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alittlelessalone · 1 year

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Moshang Nendoroid! Moshang Nendoroid! Moshang Nendoroid!!!

They’re finally done and I’m so proud of how they turned out! Thank you to @veskara for giving me both the inspiration and encouragement to make them! I see now why you don’t do commissions lol, but also getting to make them myself was a really fun experience and I’m super glad I did it! I won’t be doing it again any time soon (read not until I forget how much work it was and get sucked down the passion well again), but it was still 100% worth it. Now they can hang out with my official figures and all be friends!

#moshang #shang quinghua #mobei jun #nendoroid #custom nendoroid #I love these two idiots so much #Shang Qinghua looks taller because of his hair so I had to play tricks with camera angles lol #on my shelf mobei jun just slightly hovers #he doesn’t mind though because he gets to be with his human #lol to the fgo event about making figures happening while I made figures #even my mobile game was cheering me on!

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regal-captain · 1 year

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What do you have in mind for maya/carina reunion epi? Would love to hear

oh with pleasure.

I have to start that I am the biggest fan of angst so with that said :

I would love to see Maya making the 1st step after she thinks she's healed enough but to everyone's surprise Carina's defenses are high and she refuses almost any kind of communication (Because she didn't see what we saw last night, and she just thinks Maya is here to "win" her back, kinda like she did at the end of S3- which was done poorly of you ask me- and Maya's ultimatum is their last interaction according to Maya so thats why she doesn't want to hear her excuses)

I want to see Maya not detered by that, because she now understands that she put her wife through a lot, I want Maya to give Carina space, and maybe do some of Carina's "loving her from a distance" thing. Maybe bring her coffee at work, and send cute messages but with no expectations whatsoever. I want camera panning on Carina's face as she sees this new and evolved version of Maya while she's doing something wholesome, maybe with a kid at the station or just accepting desk duty without a fight , just being happy and healthy at work, I want them to basically show Marina fall in love again because we never really got to see that. I want Carina to make that second move after she sees that Maya is actually doing the work, and that she is indeed getting better, and maybe be hesitant about it because she is afraid it will be awkward between them after all that has happened and at the worst expects a rejection because she doesn't know that the Maya who was impatient and angry is long gone. This Maya is here and ready to fall with her, and I want another engagement like scene, of Carina starting with : "I know I've waited a long time, and I hope you understand that I had to-" and Maya finishes :"love yourself first, I understand. But, Carina I love you so so much, and I love us, and I hope I didn't lose us" and a maybe a final "You could never lose me bambina" from Carina.

aaaaaaaand now I made myself cry😭

but thats gonna take at least 4 episode, episodes that I am ready to wait through if they write it exactly like this haha

#maya x carina #marina #station 19 #ask answer #I wanna write something now #but I am so busy with work #loved last nights episodes tho #the only way I might forgive them for the S5 disaster is if they write it exactly like this #i love these two idiots so much

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