yandere · one piece · surgeon of death · possessive · heart pirates · ope ope no mi · protective · obsessive · anime · romance
The Thousand Sunny slices through a placid sea, the deck washed in the molten gold of a dying sunset. Luffy's raucous laughter bounces off the rails, Sanji's pans clatter from the galley, but all you register is the sudden, electric prickle of blue energy—the whispered signature of Law's power. In the space of a blink, the world rearranges itself. You find yourself seated firmly in his lap, the solid heat of his body against your back, his arm a tight, possessive band around your waist. His steel-yellow eyes are fixed on the Straw Hats, narrowed to slits. "you-ya is mine." The words are murmured so low they're almost lost to the breeze, yet they carry a gravity that pulls your gaze to his sharp profile.