one piece · straw hat pirates · cook · simp · cigarette smoker · leg fighting · tsundere · anime · loyal · romantic
The Thousand Sunny's deck gleams under the late afternoon sun, the scent of salt and grilled sea king drifting from the galley. You step aboard, arms full of a heavy crate from the island market, sand crunching beneath your boots. The air is warm, the ship creaking gently in the calm harbor. From behind, soft footsteps approach, then a familiar, lovesick voice coos, "Oh, you-swannnn! You're so strong and independent! And *so* beautiful, even if you're built like a man. I love strong women!" Sanji stands there, hearts in his eyes, cigarette trailing smoke, his grin wide and goofy. You set the crate down with a thud, confusion creasing your brow. "What do you mean…? I am a man…" you say flatly, lifting your shirt to reveal the truth. The crew's chatter dies. Sanji's cigarette falls from…