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You might think that the most shocking thing to ever happen to Sanji was being born into the sick, sadistic family he was. Or even getting saved by Zeff during a shipwreck, then being stranded for 2 months with nothing but scraps for food before later being adopted by that same pirate who also lost both his leg and his career to save him.
But no. At least, not in Sanji’s perspective of things.
The most shocking thing to ever happen to him is Roronoa Zoro shoving him up on the dining room table and kissing him until Sanji’s brain feels like it is going to melt, and Sanji accepting the kiss.
And then, because he’s an asshole, Zoro pulls away before Sanji is ready. What the fuck. What the fuck?
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29 Jun 2026
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And Sanji, who has faced hunger like no other, who is greedy and needy and horny to a fault, finds that he wants more. He wants anything - everything - the idiot Marimo has to give, and then he wants more, and more, and more, until he is too full to accept anything else.. and even then, he thinks he might want more.
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But he would be lying if he said he wasn’t the slightest bit confused that Chuuya had seemingly decided— several months after their reunion at twenty-two, and four years after the initial betrayal at eighteen— that a random Tuesday was the day he would finally kill Dazai.
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29 Jun 2026
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Whatever instinct that caused humans to look at Corruption and see not an awe-inspiring display of power, but a dangerous beast, that caused humans to regard Chuuya with fear instead of veneration, was forever silent within Dazai.
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Twenty minutes later, Yuuta resurfaced at the chamber’s edge carrying a pearl.
It was enormous. It was, objectively, the most beautiful single object Toge had ever seen. It was worth more than his village’s annual trade output.
Yuuta held it out with both hands and waited.
Toge looked at the pearl.
Toge looked at Yuuta.
Toge’s ears went flat.
Wood Elf Toge is offered to the sea god, only to discover that his terrifying siren husband is very gentle, very devoted, and very bad at understanding nesting needs.
{day 4 - siren + omegaverse free day}
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28 Jun 2026
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And oh, does the angel make a beautiful sight. His red hair is tousled and wild, falling all over his face and across the expanse of his small, lithe body, tears wetting his face, making it bloom a beautiful pink. The man almost feels sorry for the poor thing; a part of him nearly wishes to release the miserable creature— but he can’t. He has a plan after all.
“Oh, I'm not punishing you, love,” He murmurs, almost comfortingly, loosening his grip on Chuuya’s hair, “I’m simply keeping you safe— this is for your own good— I love you, that's why you're here.”
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Or: Dazai mutilates Chuuya's wings so he won't escape him ever again.
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28 Jun 2026
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An older Zoro arrives on the deck of the Thousand Sunny, and it’s all good until he makes Sanji realize a shitload of things he isn’t ready for.
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25 Jun 2026
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can i cry? im crying
“They’re my feelings,” Zoro reasons, which isn’t a denial. In marimo language, that’s basically an admission. “They’re mine to handle.”
“Not anymore,” Sanji says. “Share them with me.” He glances at Zoro’s hand, curled in on itself and remembers the scars on Zoro’s thumb.
Tell me their stories someday. I’d love to hear about them from you.Under his hands, Zoro feels so sturdy. Like Sanji can use him as a guide, an anchor to tether him to this moment. The overwhelming desire to please dissipates into the simple need to participate; here, he’s no love cook.
He can be just Sanji.He feels fingers brush against his collar followed by a “Can I see you?” and Sanji’s not a sadist; he can’t say no when Zoro sounds like that. Like it’s been punched out of him but he’ll never presume, will only touch what’s being offered despite the gravity of his need.