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⁀➷ ♥︎. ‧₊°. My passion is 𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮 so you better believe I can bring the heat. | Mature Content | MDNI | One Piece Roleplay | #Reckless
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|| 𝓥𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓶𝓸𝓴𝓮 𝓢𝓪𝓷𝓳𝓲

One Piece Roleplay.
Mature Content | MDNI
Open for descriptive storylines and banter.
Not new to verse or character.
OC/Crossover friendly.
Canon/Independent Portrayal.

#Reckless
playboycook.bsky.social
|| It really sucks to love a character as much as I love Sanji and not be able to write him. I put my Twitter one on hiatus cause all his SLs died, maybe I should do this one too and just keep Zoro. He’s clearly not wanted around.
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🐊// Since this acc is still on construction in some areas. . .

Might as well drop this. Since I really do want to start to get some interactions with Crocoboy here.
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「弱さは罪だ。」
𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍.

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playboycook.bsky.social
- planned for the first meal of the day - breakfasts onigiri.
playboycook.bsky.social
- cooker and turned on the oven top.

His crew. His family. He adored them dearly and was happy to be able to still have his quiet morning to get food ready.

Pulling the ham and cheese from the refrigerator, he placed them in the frying pan with oil and spices, getting it ready for what he had -
playboycook.bsky.social
For once, he was up later, yawning to himself as he carefully washed the rice. It was a dreary day outside, sun hidden behind fluffy clouds as the Sunny drifted over the ocean waves. Everyone else was asleep as far as he knew, a soft smile playing over his lips as he placed the rice into the -
playboycook.bsky.social
- what she was working on as he moved closer. It didn’t seem like she wasn’t busy, which made him feel awful if he had messed it up.

“I do hope I’m not interrupting…I um…” he paused, sighing as he moved to sit in a chair nearby. “I was hoping we could talk, about things.”
playboycook.bsky.social
When he heard her answer, he pushed open the door and headed inside, carefully shutting it behind him. His gaze wandered until it settled on her, soft with worry hidden away in those cerulean blues. Surely she didn’t hate him too badly if she was willing to have him there.

He glanced down at -
playboycook.bsky.social
You’re so very welcome! I’m working on lunch as we speak, a variety of sandwiches.

Oh, no thank you. Though you’re welcome to bring her to chat.
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Thank you for taking such good care of me, @playboycook.bsky.social

I have a very random question…

Would you like to hold Harley?
playboycook.bsky.social
Swirling over to @adevilchild.bsky.social, platter of small sandwiches and tea on it, he smiled down at her and took a seat. He carefully balanced the tray on the table and began pouring her a cup of tea.

“Good afternoon, my dear. I made some snacks for you.”
playboycook.bsky.social
- that. So it was with a heavy heart and worried mind that he headed over to her cabin, lifting his hand to knock on her door.

“Nami? Are you busy?”
playboycook.bsky.social
- on being there. He was sure he could never repay them for their support and love.

What he worried about though, coming out the other side of everything, was its effect on his relationship with Nami. She had trusted him, even when he was swooning, and he feared the situation put a whole in -
playboycook.bsky.social
- though he knew in his mind that the Strawhats loved him, seeing them come for him truly showed how deep that love ran. It spoke to his heart, the place that had felt loneliest. He had left to protect them and take care of business himself, not wanting them to be harmed and yet they insisted -
playboycook.bsky.social
- a home he had never really had before. Of course the Baratie had given him a solid place to stay, a job, a purpose, and a family of sorts. They meant the world to him, Zeff especially. After all, the man had raised him as his own, giving him a father figure where he’d never had one before.

Even -
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[ Starter for @talktreasuretome.bsky.social ]

Being back on the Sunny with his crew was like coming back home again. The familiar scent of sea and Sunny, the camaraderie with his crewmates, the creaking of the boards beneath his feet. All of it brought him back to a place where he felt safest, -
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It’s a sweltering hot day at port and though many of his crewmates were still sleeping, Sanji was up early. With five large watermelons laid out on the counter, adept hands of the chef worked the blade through rind and flesh to cut them into smaller sizes to share.
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are we just friends if it's your breath on my neck late at night, or if it's our laced fingers beneath the covers?
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𝒟𝐸𝒱𝐼𝐿 𝒞𝐻𝐼𝐿𝒟 ❀ 🇳 🇮 🇨 🇴 🇷 🇴 🇧 🇮 🇳