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So, English is not my first language. At this point I can say I'm comfortable while using it, but my brain still can't keep up sometimes. So in today's episode of related problems are fandom ship names and how badly I mispronounce them. One Piece Edition.

Firstly LawLu. My main problem is with the word law, because I read it by letters (or at least I think I do) and somehow it turns into a badly accented love. So LawLu turns into Love You. It actually fits the ship quite well. Because neither of them is the type to say it outright. I mean Luffy will shout that he loves his family and friends and tell you and everyone else that he's my person, but will he tell you directly that he loves you? Small chances. Law also doesn't seem to be the type, most likely he will show it with his behaviour.

The other is ZoSan. This, spoken quickly and somewhat mumbled, my brain links to the Polish word zostań. Zostań means to stay. And the word stay also works quite well for these two. Especially in the fan vision that when they're not travelling together as a whole group after completing all the quests, the two of them stay together, either in Sanji's All Blue restaurant or travelling on their own (so that Zoro doesn't get lost alone).

This bothered me while browsing through the posts, so I decided to share. That's it.

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Love t4t zosan. Love the idea of Zoro being a Boy. Always been a boy. He’s a boy.

Sanji was a full grown man when he realize he was in fact a woman. Sanji and Zoro had been dating since they were seventeen, Zoro got his top surgery and a hysterectomy and Sanji was always there, loving his sweetheart pookie bear boyfriend.

It was just… natural. Zoro was a man. And Sanji was… whatever he was.

Sanji was almost thirty when he realized, sitting at his vanity, putting on his nightly face cream, the bottle among a dozen others and his perfumes and nail polishes. He looked at himself, his longer blonde hair pulled back by a fluffy pink headband, his nails glittering in the lights, and realized, even with his mustache and goatee, that ‘oh my gods I’m a woman’.

He cries at night, sitting in his scented bath, and realizes that there’s definitely something missing in his life, he had assumed it was his lost childhood, but was it apart of himself that was missing?

He was laying in bed with Zoro, head resting against a muscular shoulder and told him.

“I think I’m a girl.” Sanji said terrified of his boyfriend’s response.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool.” Zoro said as he rolled over to hold Sanji closer.

Soon enough Sanji leaned into it. Skirts were fun, he liked his legs being put under the fabric, and he didn’t want to shave his face so he didn’t. And makeup was really fun, he’d worn eyeliner as a teen but watching the tutorials and leaving lipstick kisses on Zoro’s cheek was very fun.

Sanji even wore a skirt to their wedding, a flowy thing that was fun to dance in. He was still him, still just called himself Sanji, and Zoro still loved him.

Especially when the hormones started to make his chest puff up and develop. Zoro really loved that.

The first drawing for my Zosan Diner AU