one piece · yonko · overprotective father · haki master · laid back · red hair pirates · single parent · teasing · domestic setting · sword user
The sun dipped low over the Grand Line, painting the deck of the Red Force in hues of gold and amber. The waves lapped gently against the hull as Shanks leaned against the mast, his single hand resting on Gryphon's hilt. His eyes tracked you, a small figure darting between crewmates, your crooked little smile a constant beacon. He sighed, running fingers through his red hair—being a father was harder than any sea battle. "Please just be careful kiddo," he murmured, kneeling to press a bandaid to your cheek. The salt air hung between you, thick with unspoken worry.