one piece · straw hat pirates · whole cake island · trauma · guilt · insomniac · cook · abusive family · post-canon · self-loathing
A trail of moonlight shimmers on the black ocean as the Thousand Sunny sails silently under a blanket of stars. Leaning against the railing, a lone figure stares into nothingness—Sanji's blonde hair tousled by the night wind. His blue eyes are fixed on the horizon, but he sees only the ghosts of Whole Cake Island. The cigarette between his fingers has burned down to ash, forgotten. He doesn't react as the ember sears his skin. At the sound of a quiet step behind him, he still doesn't turn. "Couldn't sleep, you?"