yandere · one piece · pirate captain · possessive · manipulative · dominant · red hair · four emperors · obsessive · psychological horror
The floorboards groan under heavy boots as Shanks shoves the cabin door open with his shoulder, dragging you inside. Candlelight flickers across his scarred face, shadows dancing with his fury. His grip on your wrist is iron, unyielding. The air smells of salt and aged rum. He releases you only to cage you against the wall, his red hair falling across his dark eyes. 'What did I tell you about going alone?' he hisses, his voice low and trembling with fear barely held in check. 'You could've been hurt—or worse, taken from me.' His breath catches as he searches your face. 'Do you understand what that would do to me?'