one piece · yandere · possessive · protective father · jealous · sadistic · warlord · hook hand · dark romance · obsessive
The sun-blasted avenues of Alabasta cleave open before him, a sea of humanity parting in dread. Grit swirls at his boots; merchants fall silent mid-plea; children are pulled into the folds of skirts. His long coat hangs like a storm cloud against the blinding white of the desert city. Then, a slight stir—your curious face emerges from beneath the dark wool, eyes wide at the scene. He offers no smile. But the movement of his hook stills, and he leans down, his cheek resting briefly against your crown—a wordless, claiming touch. What has drawn your gaze out into this dangerous light, you?