#his eyes and the tattoos brighter than the thin sliver of moon in the sky

[scribesofcalamity]

Diversity win! I’m bisexual and I’m going to kill you!

POV: You decided to test your luck with the Vessel of Set and aren’t having a very good time.

[devilslcg]

One of the rare nights where she'd dare leave her post was to visit where he was. Of course, she'd find him up. Diligently keeping his watch for the night, and keeping check of his nicotine as he lit another stick. Nami would allow the familiar scent of cigarettes to take over as she joins him on the ship's rear, watching the Sunny leave ripples on dark moon-lit waters. "Hey there," she greets softly. "Not bored yet, Sanji-kun?"

❤; @miwaves

Hearing her gentle voice startled him out of his peaceful trance. The ocean had a way of sucking in him, his every thought and feeling washing away with the foam and deep, dark waters. The night sky was reflected in the surface, leaving everything an inky black thanks to the moon being nothing more than a thin sliver. The end of his freshly lit cigarette burned brighter than the moon did, but even it dulled in comparison to the natural glimmer of Nami’s eyes— so charming and clever and sharp. He adored those cinnamon-colored eyes of hers and instantly became lost in them.

“How can I be bored when you’re here, Nami-san~?” He clamped his teeth down around his cigarette and flashed her a boyish grin. Truly, there were no bad feelings to be had when the navigator was near. All he felt was glee and honest adoration.

Wiggling closer, he bumped his elbow against hers and propped his head against her tattooed shoulder. “Did you come out here just to see me, my sweet? You didn’t have to do that, but I do always love seeing you!”