The Crew: *cocks Gun* Who Wants To Mess With Robin Then

a triumphant return for the best robin look . the robin we deserve! (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و

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i would trust him with my life

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early mornings with black leg sanji

a/n: okay so the picture cut off in a kinda goofy way, but i literally love the way he looks with his hair pushed back like this, he's just my little cutie ahhhhhhh 😭😭😭😭 but the pic totally inspired me for the idea of what mornings would look like when dating sanji and because im an absolute simp for this man, i'm legally obligated to write about it

a/n: also you'll have to forgive me for jumping around with all these different series, i have like 100 million ideas swarming around in my head and i just get so excited to start them all 😭😭😭 i write where my little heart wants to go 😭😭

nothing but fluff here 💗

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the sight of a blonde head with messy hair cutely sticking up in multiple directions buried into your chest is one that you have grown quite fond to open your eyes to each morning. the faint tickle of sanji's breath against your skin feels the same way as the butterflies that fill your stomach when his gorgeous blue eyes met yours.

you can't help but soak up this closeness, the warmth of the chef's presence, the feeling of his toned arms wrapped around your body, gently but firm in their grip. it's not often you wake up before the cook of the straw hat crew, so you commit every moment of seeing sanji in complete peace and relaxation to memory.

the sweet smell of his cologne and body-wash that has yet to be tainted by the lingering of cigarette smoke is one you drink in. you can't help but pull yourself deeper into his touch, running your fingers gently across the skin of his bare back in small circles, slowly moving them to his head to comb through the tangles of his bedhead.

the honeyed sound of sanji's groggy morning voice suddenly falls upon your ears. "good morning, mon amour.. did you sleep well?" and with his tired blue eyes finally finding your face, before you knew it the response "i always sleep better when you're with me." slipped out of your mouth.

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a/n: i had to physically stop myself from writing more of this fic 😭😭😭 no one loves this man the same way i do 😭😭😭😭😭

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goth siblings from drawpile too nite

No but the way zoro lowered his voice and said "行くぞ船長" in a very raspy voice, i'm definitely normal about that

Morning Company (Sanji x Reader)

_____ Pairing: Sanji x Female Reader Summary: Sanji wakes before the dawn breaks, and so you find yourself doing the same to keep him company Warnings: Fluff [One Piece Masterlist] _____

Sanji wakes up before five every morning to prepare breakfast for the crew and prepare meals for the day. He is used to waking up to the chill that comes with a dawning day and pulling himself from the warmth of his bed. But the one thing he despised most was leaving you beneath blankets and having to begrudgingly remove you from his embrace. You always looked so beautiful as you slept, and his heart could only beat faster when you reached for his warmth as he pulled away, only making him want to stay.

He was in awe of your love; he couldn't believe you were his.

The pleasant company of you in his room was a stark contrast to the dim kitchen where he would be left to prepare meals for the day alone. Despite the sound of Brook playing his violin into the early morning, he could not help but selfishly miss your presence in the daybreak. He was so used to your words frantically reaching the air or your presence next to him, that he could only wait for the sun to bring you from your slumber and back to him again.

However, unbeknownst to Sanji, you have started to take more notice of the fact that your boyfriend would often be gone from bed whenever you woke. In fact, rarely did you wake up to his warmth next to you, and his peaceful face as he slept or stared adoringly to you. So, you had decided to embark on a secret little mission of yours, one that may require earlier nights, but hopefully result in mornings spent with your beloved.

Today, was the beginning of those mornings.

You can feel Sanji stir from next to you, and trying to hide a smile, you pretend to be asleep. You can feel his arms shift from around you and you hear his sigh as he realises he needs to get up for another day. A few moments pass before he gently shifts you from his arms, and places a soft kiss on your head. "Good Morning, love." His words are soft-spoken as to not 'wake' you but low from his sleep, and it makes your heart jolt in your chest. He then groans and pulls himself to his feet, before stepping to the door and leaving for the kitchen.

You wait two beats before deciding to join him.

Sanji has only just started retrieving ingredients from the fridge and picking out utensils when he hears the creak of the door behind him. Figuring it might be Brook who sometimes comes in for a cup of tea, he doesn't turn at first. "Morning Brook," he says casually, but what greets him instead is a sudden but familiar warmth that has his heart hammering. "Morning, love," you say, pressing your face into Sanji's back and relishing the warmth of him in contrast to the cool morning air. "Expecting someone else?"

Sanji pauses for only a moment in pleasant surprise before he turns from within your arms so he can look down at you. You smile sleepily up at him, and you appreciate the way his eyes seem to enlighten as he looks at you, a gentle smile on his face. "Love, why are you up so early? Aren't you cold? Tired? You can go back to bed if you-" You shake your head against his chest, shushing his concerns and rolling your eyes. "I'm fine, Sanji. Besides, I wanted to keep you company."

One of Sanji's hands reaches for the loose strands of your slightly dishevelled hair, tucking it behind your ear and lingering there. He stares at you in silent wonderment for a moment, how someone so kind and beautiful and loving could care for him in the way that you do. He places a delicate kiss on your head and you smile up at him at the action, just as you hear Brook's violin gently start to play a tune into the early morning. "This is actually kinda nice," you murmur and Sanji's fondness only grows.

"Let me make some tea for you, love."

Sanji's gentle voice interrupts the rhythm of slow swaying but it is you who pulls away from the confines of his arms. "No, no, you continue with your meal prep, I can make us the tea." Before your boyfriend can say anything to retaliate, you have reached for the kettle, and so Sanji joins you by your side as he heats up the stove and starts cutting up vegetables. You teasingly bump his hip with yours, as you reach for two mugs and start boiling the water.

Time passes in the ease of the other's presence; you sip your tea and help Sanji prepare breakfast. During the quiet of the morning, the two of you find yourself comfortable in the domesticity of it all, as Sanji guides your hands to a variety of tasks. You spill your words easily into the morning air, of your plans for the day, of funny things you saw the prior day, of anything that's on your mind. Throughout, all Sanji does is smile softly and nod to your rambling with keen interest.

You only stop when your tasks are finished and you feel you have been talking too much, hearing too much of Sanji's silence. "Love, are you okay? You've been quiet." You ask as you carry finished plates of breakfast to the dining table. But Sanji only looks to you with an expression adorned in love. "Everything's perfect, love. You are perfect." He walks over to you and suddenly you are in his arms once more, as he leans down and captures your lips. You kiss him back with equal fervour and he feels your own smile on your lips.

The both of you pull away just in time for the kitchen door to slam open.

"Sanji, I'm hungry!!"

"Morning Sanji-kun, [y/n]!!"

"Good morning!!"

"Hey, cook! Where's my breakfast?"

The rowdy crew enter the confines of the dining area and makes their way happily to the meals that have been prepared and are waiting for them. Suddenly your quiet morning has disappeared, replaced by a lively atmosphere. "Morning," you reply back in a sing-song voice, smiling as Nami gives you a knowing glance. But you simply take Sanji's hand in yours and guide him to the dining table as he obliges to your actions in contentedness.

"All right, let's eat!!"

Luffy's voice is all it takes for everyone to start their meals, and you do the same, but Sanji can't help but sneak glances at you throughout. When you finally meet his gaze and smile, a light blush adorns his face.

All of a sudden, the morning becomes his favourite time of the day.