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@swirlbrows.bsky.social
◟ ⊹ 𝐓HANKS,⠀ ⋆ ࣪ ᖭ ⠀ ͡ ⠀ ۪ ⠀𖦹 ⠀ i 𝖓𝖊𝖊𝖉𝖊𝖉 ⠀ ݁ ⁎ ⠀ 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 ,⠀› mdni. fem portrayal. a branch from http://thorn.
i must have very vivid imagination then. ( a wry smile forms, brushing the hair out of her eyes in thought. ) let’s see... i like having my hair pulled. the feeling of eyes on me when i... hm.
i'm not here, i'm a figment of your imagination. . ( he pauses a bit to kiss her cheek, then whispers ) go on. .
𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 listening, looking for notes.
go on, nobody is waiting. .
i should just start listing out things that turn me on since nobody is here.
i’m into a lot of things that would shock you— or not, depends on what you think i like.
who knew the cook was into choking . .
i don’t work too much, i just have a lot of work to do. there’s a difference between the two... somewhere. ( sanji has to shy away, biting back a giggle at his nose brushing against her ticklish stop. elbowing him out of the way, she opens the cabinet and begins to stack the plates away. )
[Lumbering over to where she was, one hand found her little waist as he dipped his head to nuzzle against her ear.] Ya work too much. Sometimes ya gotta rest. Lemme help.
well, it’s been a few weeks. you’d think being at sea half my life would make it easier, but no.
No. There are just people out there that are obviously horny, but choose to hide it poorly. I respect your honesty.
that’s good. another island? i hope i can get some fresh prawns, they would be lovely for lunch. ✨
That’s good. At least they’re doing something helpful. We reach port today.
the disgruntled question she has on her tongue dies at once, relishing the warmth of being encompassed in his arms. the snarky pinch of sanji’s brows evens out, pressing her cheek to his shoulder with a comforting hum.
Wraps his arms around @swirlbrows.bsky.social’s waist, pulling her to him as he nuzzles along her cheek and down her neck with affection. His chest rumbles softly as the bright sunlight flutters in through the kitchen windows to bath them in its warmth.
angrily chopping vegetables into cubes. if anyone chooses to approach her with something stupid, please note that sanji is wielding a very sharp knife.
i’m aware it’s not your fault, nothing could ever be your fault! 🥰 but it’s been... a while, you know? on another note, at least i don’t have to stretch supplies thin. the boys have been pulling their weight, catching fish.
I can’t help that we’ve got a lot of sea to cover…
am i supposed to be ashamed of my own biological urges or something?
At least you're honest about it.
solemnly stares out at the dark, crashing waves, a cigarette between her lips. it takes everything within her not to bite down on the filter to quell her growing, gnawing anxiety, the sea reflecting a kindred restlessness.
⠀ ᡣ𐭩︵ ͜ ㅤ 𝔜 彡 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗜𝗦 𝗠𝗬 𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗞.ᐟ.ᐟ✦ ㅤㅤ 𝔬 ꒱ 𝖂𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖗 𝖔𝖋 𝕷𝖎𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 ꒱ ㅤㅤ 𝔫 ㅤ ︶ ͡ ۫ ·͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✹•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙ ۫ ͡ ︶ 𝔨 ┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ 𝔬 S͎t͎r͎a͎w͎ ͎H͎a͎t͎ ⠀ ⠀ 🏴☠️ ⍣ ༝༚༝༚ 𝓒𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 ༝༚༝༚ ⍣
who knew i had so much in common with a female octopus?
fun fact if female octopus aren’t in the mood to mate, they strangle the male and eat it.
”it’s a bit late to be indulging in sweet things, isn’t it? as a doctor, you should know that,” sanji tuts playfully, taking her time in walking over to the cabinets, leaning on her toes to reach the cups. her dress is so short that it cuts directly under her rear, leaving most of the blonde’s —
"Just some water," he says cooly. "Though, a snack sounds pretty good, too." His tone is flirtatious, but he doesn't push it more than that.
”do you always have to undress in my kitchen?” less snippy, more defeated by the sweltering heat. she brings out two glasses, ice cubes clinking into each, before her arm stretches for the jug of chilled lemonade. ”here, have some.”
His eyebrows rise watching her pull the ice out. Ugh, he could use some, too. He sits up, finally. Hating the sensation of his sweaty skin, he can't stand his clothes sticking much longer. He removes his stupid tanktop and sets it in the chair beside him. He grunts, sighing thru his nose. Better.
stop being such a brute! i actually have things to get in order, you know? ( grumbles, putting away her prepped ingredients for breakfast. )
Then come on before I throw ya over my shoulder an’take ya.
... and when are we going to port at an island next? i checked my calendar, we’ve been out at sea for weeks. 💔
Same… no it’s been so long…
let me shower real quick and then you can meet me in... hm... in the storage room.
Anytime ya need, I’m here.
that would do it too. i used to work in a staff full of men so i was desperate to just see or be in the presence of women most of the time. ( still is, to be fair. )
No no I get it, being kept locked up most your life does the same. I guess rejecting everyone also causes it..
when you’re out at sea for weeks, it gets that way. ignore me, i wasn’t even being that serious.
That's.. a little relatable I guess..
like a moth to a flame. i knew you’d get here eventually.
Ahem.
i can’t even remember the lsst time i felt the touch of a woman... i’m fading away, nami-san. 😔
Same…