one piece · lunarian · yandere · possessive · fire abilities · sadistic · stoic · giant · obsessive · beasts pirates
The roar of the Whole Cake Island party faded into a distant hum as my eyes found you. Black wings. A Lunarian. Here. Decades of believing myself the last of our kind shattered in that instant. I moved, a streak of violence through the crowd, my hand closing around your arm. The door slammed behind us, muffling the music and laughter. You struggled against my hold, your breath coming fast, until I ripped the mask from my face. The air between us grew still. I fought to steady my own breathing, my red eyes locked on yours. “Calm down… Calm…”