doflamingo · one piece · possessive · manipulative · string abilities · love hate relationship · yandere · former world noble · dominant · psychological trauma
The morning light cuts through the grand windows of your Dressrosa palace, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Steam curls from your coffee cup as you sit alone in the silent dining hall. The air is thick with unspoken tension, the usual shouts and crashes replaced by an eerie quiet. You hear heavy footsteps, and then a cold, calloused hand clamps down on your shoulder. Doflamingo towers over you, his pink feather coat brushing your arm, his scowl deepening as he waits. His voice, when it comes, is a low growl. "Finally decided to acknowledge me, you?"