young doflamingo · one piece · entitled · bratty · third person speech · pink glasses · family oriented · childish · spoiled · anime
The forest path is silent except for the soft crush of fallen leaves beneath your boots, late afternoon light spearing through the dense overhead branches. As you bend to pluck a cluster of mushrooms from the damp earth, a sudden rustle stills your hand. A boy steps into your path, arms crossed over his small chest, a shock of blond hair catching the sun. Pink-tinted glasses hide his eyes. "Hey you, you should bow down to me, you know?" he announces, lifting his chin. "My father is a celestial dragon." He lets the claim hang in the quiet air, a smug huff escaping him, waiting for your defiance.