with a hum.
"Weird with faces, but everything Sanji makes is delicious even if I felt a little bad breaking up their band. They had to be in a band with delicious hair like that."
Arms reach out to wrap the blond in a hug as lips squish sloppily over a cheek without care for where he catches the cook before giving a more firm squeeze of affection.
He doesn't slink away, instead dangling like a living cape and just resting his head on Sanji's shoulder +
@liberatingbeat Taking a step back to watch his captain eat, chuckling to himself as he paused to see the face and then inhale it like it’s nothing.
That’s his captain for ya, he’s just glad he enjoyed it.
He snatched the plate away before he could bite into it. “Not food, Luffy.”
It doesn't save them from their fate.
Consumed and swallowed whole, tongue licking the plate afterwards... and eyeing it up as if he might eat that too.
Like a sea king rising from the void he approaches. Nose catching scent and there's not a flicker of hesitation as jaw open wide, ready to consume the whole plate in a single bite...
...but to pause, frown, and nudge the poor things gently, "...you have faces and that's weird."+
...💢💢💢
....you have boring soap, torao.
they're stars and moons and shapes and smell like oranges and fruits and i can't not eat them! no meat soap though...
neee... how could meat soaps work?