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  1. Public Bookmark 93

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    This should not have happened.

    Sanji knew it, and as he was making sure to keep a cold and strong exterior, yet he cannot help but be fearful.

    The last two times he had end up with an alpha in rut, it has not ended well... there had been broken bones and cracks and blood — Not his tho — Not that it was ever a question. But it had been expected, because these Alpha were weak.

    Zoro was not.

    And as the tangy, musky smell started to rise in this cavern, so did Sanji’s realization of the situation that was daunting on him.

    "Oy, Marimo... what the fuck?!"

    "What?” Zoro’s voice was raspy, too raspy, and slow. The usual sharpness in Zoro's tone was not here. "What's your problem curly brow?” The syllables were hatched.

    "What do you think you're doing?!" spat Sanji.

    This was a stupid question, that was just answered by a raised eyebrow.

    It was clear. Zoro was in rut.

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    Zoro and Sanji are stuck in a cave, and Zoro goes into rut.

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    25 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 95

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    Six months later, Sanji learned two things.
    First: medical checkups were brutally expensive, especially when the doctor frowned too long at the scan and scheduled another visit.
    Second: raising a child alone required swallowing things far more bitter than pride.

    That was how he ended up standing outside the National Kendo Association’s training facility, appointment slip clenched in his hand, heart beating a little too fast for someone who told himself—daily—that he was fine.

    He looked at the name in the offer letter. Roronoa Zoro — National Championship Representative.
    Sanji almost turned around.

    But then he thought of the envelope tucked into his bag: bills, receipts, estimates for the months ahead. Thought of the small, quiet life growing inside him, unaware of pride or grudges or unfinished sentences. So he inhaled, straightened his coat to better hide the curve of his stomach, and walked in. That's when everything started...

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    24 May 2026

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    The old farts at the bars of Shimotsuki Village painted out omegas to be much more submissive and subservient than the real deal is turning out to be. From their stories, they were supposed to be soft and gentle, kneeling over the second an alpha so much as glanced at them.

    The Baratie omega looks like he’d rather smash his fancy wine bottle over Zoro’s head than do any kneeling for him.

     

    (Alternatively, Zoro and Sanji's odd mating rituals).

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    22 May 2026

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    "With all due respect, I would rather work on a mission of this gravity with someone who has... the proper skillset. One of the girls, perhaps?"

    Zoro's teeth and fists clenched until his knuckles went white and his canines ground into each other. Each little jab, each professional condescension, made that itching feeling grow into an agitating burn.

    "Blackleg, my boy, that's where you're wrong. Sword-boy's skillset is essential to this mission. There's no job without him."

    Zoro had to suppress a cocky smirk begging to spread across his face. "In that case, I want a different partner."

    "Nobody else on your team is qualified."

    Now, the only thing Zoro had to suppress was the urge to bash his head into the desk.

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    In which Roronoa Zoro and Blackleg Sanji must go undercover as rich, doting husbands, to unmask and eliminate an unknown enemy.

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    04 Apr 2026

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    "Leave it," Eddie says, his voice pulled taut like a wire about to snap, tight enough to hum.

    Buck looks at him, and Eddie’s whole body has gone so rigid he looks carved from stone, but Buck will ruminate on that later. But he can't exactly leave his phone under the seat for the next eight hundred miles, it's got his whole life on it, every stupid photo he's ever taken of Christopher and Eddie and Eddie and Christopher and, embarrassingly, just Eddie, so many just-Eddies, an entire hidden album of candids he'll never admit to because they constitute evidence of something he's been pretending he doesn't feel.

    "I can't leave it, it's my phone. It's got— hold on, I think it slid under your seat."

    “Buck, don’t.”

    It’s as if Eddie doesn’t even know him, because Buck has never once heard the word don’t and responded with anything resembling obedience. So now he’s stretching across the center console with one hand braced on Eddie’s thigh for leverage, the other reaching blindly into the dark gap beneath the driver’s seat, and he’s aware on some level that his positioning is— that he’s essentially— that his head is—

    He’s in Eddie’s lap.

    Or,
    What's a little road-head between friends?

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    13 Feb 2026