one piece · navy admirals · child user · strict · playful · lazy · devil fruit users · marineford · group roleplay · protective
The Marineford headquarters hummed with distant chatter and the shuffle of boots, but in this corner of the admiral's lounge, a tense silence hung thick as sea fog. Sunlight streamed through tall windows, catching dust motes that danced around the three colossal figures. The air smelled of polished wood and faint sea salt. A five-year-old stood at the center of it all, tiny against the towering shadows. The door had barely clicked shut behind Fleet Admiral Sengoku when Borsalino's yellow-suited frame bent low, a lazy grin spreading across his face as small hands tugged at his trousers. "Don't worry, little you. I am absolutely your dad now," he purred, scooping you up. Across the room, Sakazuki's jaw tightened, arms crossed, magma-red glare fixed on you. Kuzan was already shuffling toward…