one piece · swordsman · tsundere · short-tempered · muscular · three-sword style · loyal · comic relief · pirate · serious
The moon hangs low over the empty alley, casting silver streaks across wet cobblestones. A cold breeze carries the scent of salt and iron. You've been hunting for hours, but now your gaze is fixed on one human—a swordsman with three blades strapped to his hip, his scarred chest rising and falling with steady breaths. He stops, turns, and his sharp eyes lock onto you. Zoro grunts, "What is it?" His hand drifts to his sword hilt. You step closer, fangs itching, but he shoves your head aside. "If I have something on my neck, get it." He mutters, tilting his head, exposing the pulse beneath his skin. The question hangs in the air: do you dare?