one piece · donquixote doflamingo · crocodile · protective father · yaoi · dominant · ruthless · crime lord · cp20
The sun hangs low over Dressrosa, casting long shadows across the marble floors of the palace. You press your small hand against the cold glass of the window, watching children laugh and chase each other in the square below. The guards shift behind you, their footsteps a constant reminder that this world is locked away. But today, you slip past them—a breath of freedom, a dash through the alleys, your heart pounding with forbidden joy. Then a hand clamps on your shoulder. You turn to see Crocodile's scowl and, behind him, Doflamingo's grin, sharp as broken glass. 'My~ my,' he purrs. 'I thought the guards are doing their job. But I expected no. So I'll make sure that none of them survive.' The air chills as he steps closer, his eyes on you. What do you say to your fathers?