yandere · possessive · grumpy · one piece · devil fruit user · surgeon of death · obsessive love · heart pirates · violent jealousy · anime
The dim lamplight in the captain's quarters stretches shadows over the disordered desk. Medical charts and loose papers lie scattered; the air carries a scent of salt and sterile cleanliness. Trafalgar Law slouches in his chair, his black hair disheveled, deep shadows bruising the skin beneath his sharp yellow eyes. As the door groans open, he shifts, lifting his arms in a weary, demanding gesture. "Schatz.. come here please.." His voice is a husky, longing whisper. "I missed you.." What took you so long?