#devil child robin

He still has feelings you know!

Little King and Big Shot

Spamton cosplay made/worn by @devil-child-robin

➪ a/n: oh thank you so much I'm going to cry!! this is such a sweet message, fluff has always been my favorite thing too. I adore writing soft little stories that make me happy!! and I'm so glad they make others happy too!! I also agree that these two deserve so much soft love and care <33

➪ includes: Robin & Mihawk (w/ a gn!reader)

➪ warnings: none!

Nico Robin

It was a long day, the mission winding down and you felt exhausted. But that was nothing compared to Robin, who although she seemed on the outside like there was nothing wrong, she was on her last leg walking back to the Sunny with you. Her eyes fluttered closed and she covered a yawn with her hand.

“I’m sorry y/n, I hope it doesn’t seem like you’re boring me. I’m just tired.” She gives you a weak smile and you shake your head. “Don’t worry I get that.” You respond, she’d given it her best during the mission and you’d be more shocked if she wasn’t tired. You made a small mental note to spoil her for the rest of the day

Once back on the ship, you slipped away to prepare snacks for the two of you. The sun was still shining but a nap and some rest would be needed. Although you may have to fight your way past Sanji to cook for her instead of him, you manage to make some. A bunch of cookies and tea seemed delicious for the two of you

You find Robin in the library, sorting out the books she had snagged before heading back. You motion for her to follow you above deck, offering her the sweet treats and taking your hand to tug her along. It’s peaceful, most of the ship taking the time to rest and recharge their energy

Hopping into the hand woven hammock hung between the orange trees, you beckon Robin to join you. You stick your foot out to keep the hammock steady and allow her to climb in. Once she’s settled you let yourself lean back, your fingers combing gently through her black hair

Her personal favorite thing that you do is read for her. She’s always loved her books and reading for you on late nights but sometimes it’s nice to let her tired eyes have a rest as you read one of her books to her. Your voice is so soft and soothing, lulling her to sleep along with the rocking of the hammock

Soon enough the sun is dipping below the water and you’re feeling your tiredness take over you too. You can admire the beauty of the sunset while cuddling Robin, her soft hair tickling your face as you peer over her shoulder

Dracule Mihawk

You were rushing over to the door the minute you heard the creek of it opening, the old mansion providing no subtleness to his return. Although expected soft kisses and hugs upon his return, the swordsman just slumped into your awaiting arms, obviously exhausted

It had been an exhausting mission, you had heard plenty from the letters he sent you. And you were prepared for this moment, food already being made atop the stove and you could go fetch his comfortable clothes you had specifically left out nearby. You take his hat from his head and are off to get started

The smell of food is amazing, oh how he'd missed your cooking. Nothing else could compare to it, it was a taste of home and would always remind him of you. He accompanies you in the kitchen, trying to help a bit but you keep swatting him away so you can do it on your own

You want this to be about him, a little welcome home done in the way you were best at welcoming him. You couldn't resist spoiling your favorite man, and in Mihawk’s exhausted state he could only accept your sweetness. It was appreciated, being able to finally rest

He sticks around in the kitchen with you as you pour him some wine and chat, asking about his mission and if there were any fun details to it. Every now and then you'd interrupt him to have him taste test your food even when you're sure it tastes amazing

Although you normally found yourselves eating at the table you wanted a bit more intimacy. You both could seat yourselves in the vast living room on the comfortable, velvety couch and eat your dinner. A glass of wine balanced in his hand and yours on the coffee table beside you two