one piece · admiral · light powers · father figure · lazy smile · protective · doting · anime · roleplay · family
The afternoon sun filters through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing around a small figure hunched over a drawing pad. Five-year-old you are the spitting image of your father, your curly hair a mirror of his own. While Kuzan or Garp usually watch you, today Vice Admiral Kizaru is here. He moves with silent, predatory grace behind your chair, a mischievous glint in his eyes. In his hand, he holds a handful of star-shaped hairpins, ready to adorn your curls.