#doffy one piece

[moonbaby26]

collage credit: vicfuda0 on insta

My top three One Piece mens… 😝

I know we’ve already done the would/wouldn’t tier list before. But if you could pick only three One Piece characters to know in the biblical sense (any gender), who would it be?

I’m Doffy, Mihawk, and Kuzan/Aokiji. Easily hot and bothered for pretty warlords and powerful, yet less fascist leaning marines. 😘

@saracrossing02 , @physics-of-one-piece , @tuquidflamingo , @ladycrocy , @coralpeanutdragonfruit , @donquixotehomura , and anyone else who may want to confess their sins. I always get afraid to ever tag people 😅. *introvert who still wants to interact*

[moonbaby26]

No other artist has made me want to headcanon Doflamingo as secretly tatted up beneath those long sleeve shirts more than you, @tuquidflamingo . I love the feather tattoos you give him. 😭

flamingo boy

[puddingueu]

They’re so abuse coded

I love Baby 5 and Law so much I couldn’t tell you why

Closeups underneath <33

[punk-goth-emo-tranny]

OP men when you’re on your period

Doffy -lol good luck -physically couldn’t give less of a shit if he tried -wants to fuck -calls you gross

Crocodile -he’s been through this shit so he’s sticking with you -buys you fancy chocolates -gets you ibuprofen -if he has time he’ll watch a movie with you -god help him if it’s titanic -genuinely comforts you and stays by you as much as possible

Corazon -has heard of chocolate on your period so he gets you some -you ask him for pads and he’s wholly confused -“overnight? Light flow? Medium flow? HEAVY flow?” -“yeah I’m in the pad isle what size vagina do you wear?” -“so you DONT shed skin on your period?” -overall he has no idea what the hell he’s doing but he’s doing everything he can to make sure you’re comfortable -gently holds you like an egg and cries to titanic with you -“Laaaaaawwww it’s so sad join us pleeease!” -he eventually wears Law down enough to watch it with you two

Law -he’s a doctor who actually knows how periods and people who get them work -he knows to get you chocolates, pads, ibuprofen, heating pad, etc -kinda bad with emotions so if you’re super emotional he doesn’t know how to navigate it -lets you rest your head on his shoulder as you cry to titanic

Buggy -like Corazon, has no idea what to do -starts panicking about what happens if you get super angry at him or what if you’re so depressed you can’t even eat or what happens if you lose all your blood or- -does everything he can to help you, if the cramps are really bad he cuddles you until you feel better -walking on eggshells to not upset you even tho a lot of its unnecessary -treats you like royalty -you’d definitely save him from an attack or something and he’d ease up about most of his worries -he’d throw you a banquet in celebration and also in relief -“WHAT????? You’re telling me these come EVERY MONTH?????????”

Sanji -bro is already a huge simp -but on your period you’re not allowed to even lift a finger if he has anything to say about it -makes you plenty of protein-rich meals and chocolaty French stuff -gives you all the attention and love he can give and more, which may or may not get super annoying really quickly -knows nothing about pads so he just buys them all for you -literally every single product in the isle -it’s fucking expensive but he’d do just about anything for you especially since you’re the only one who’d date him

Zoro -wtf??? -doesn’t have the slightest idea of what a period is -thinks you’re joking -“okay, so you’re telling me once a month you bleed in your pants to prepare for getting pregnant? Nice try, everyone knows that the stork brings the baby-“ -don’t even bother with him

Franky -tries to invent you a device that captures the blood and gently heats your lower stomach -if you ask for ibuprofen or anything like that he might just bring you cola instead -“I don’t know about you but this stuff makes me feel suuuuper! I’m sure it will work on your cramps and get you back to your normal, energetic self!” -it doesn’t work

Brook -sad that you’re wearing the period underwear instead of panties



[amber-skai]

Some Dofuwani shenanigans I drew awhile ago ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[kitzstudio]

Collab I did together with @cadaverinees for the @corafest server contest.

My part was Corazón and the polaroids while Adi did Marines Cora and BG coloring. It was a wild mix of teamwork and I'm so proud of this

Please note the bullet holes and the charred curtain 🥹

[fennecco]

Always gold

[sweetsnakeart]

I don't know if anybody did this before, but I had to lol

[srpayt0n]

DRAWING CHARACTERS FROM MEMORY VS DRAWING CHARACTERS USING REFERENCES. Yyeaayy

[grandline-fics]

Immune To Your Charms

DESCRIPTION: Soulmates are incapable of harming the other in any way. Normally that would be a good thing but not when you're meant to be enemies.

WARNINGS: It's Doflamingo so that's it's own warning if you don't like reading fics featuring him. Soulmate! AU, Enemies to Lovers. Some descriptions of illness and death

CHARACTERS: Doflamingo

WORDS: 3,518

A/N: Hope you all like how this chapter turned out. I'm not too keen on it personally, feeling like it wasn't my best but that's just me. We've got more denial as feelings are developing but with Doffy these things take time.

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

DIRECTORY | PROMPT LIST

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven | Chapter Eight | Chapter Nine | Chapter Ten | Chapter Eleven | Chapter Twelve(here) | Chapter Thirteen (coming soon)

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For the first couple of weeks of taking medication for your illness you spent most of your time sleeping, the rest of the time you were awake long enough to eat the light meals planned for you and very little else. You were exhausted and sluggish, barely able to manage out a few sarcastic comments but even they lacked your usual tone or maintain your focus long enough for it to be considered fun for either you. Doflamingo had expected to see some sort of change by now and in his eyes this lack of results was bordering on unforgivable. As he ate his breakfast his face was like thunder and everyone could feel the heavily brewing storm under the surface. 

His grin was gone and the vein against his head throbbed at the slightest sign of annoyance. Even his family and elite members felt at risk of facing the brunt of his anger when he would eventually snap. Doflamingo’s gaze sharpened on the clock and realised he’d spent too long in the dining room. It was already time for the doctor’s to conduct their morning check. Sharply he stood, ignoring how everyone in the room flinched at his sudden movement and left the room, heading straight to your quarters. With every step he took his fingers flexed and cracked, ready to lash out if he didn’t get any sort of satisfactory news. 

Throwing open the doors he set his glare heavily on the two doctors who paled and froze at the sight of their leader. Against your propped up pillows you blinked tiredly and followed their stare to watch Doflamingo let the door close behind him. Now that you were regularly taking medication you no longer needed his constant presence to avoid being in pain but you felt constantly drained and your body aching but it was bearable. With a sigh you looked to the doctors. “You two can go.” The doctors quickly looked to you, visibly relieved to be given permission to avoid Doflamingo when he was clearly close to committing murder. They hesitated slightly and you let out an annoyed sigh, forcing yourself to glare at them. “Leave him to me. Go and do what you said you would.”

At your instruction the doctors warily moved towards the door, glancing at Doflamingo with increasing nervousness the closer they got. Doflamingo said and did nothing to stop them and waited until they left and heard their hurried steps echoing down the corridor before he glared at you as you slowly sipped at the herbal tea the servant had left along with your untouched breakfast. “Explain yourself.”

“Morning to you too.” You muttered with another tired sigh. Doflamingo could’t help but notice that your breathing seemed improved, was he imagining that the rattle in your chest had lessened? “I’m not in the mood for guessing. Explain what?”

“A few things. Explain why you’re telling the doctors to leave. Why you’re not eating your breakfast and explain why there isn’t any medication for you to take.”

“I told the doctors to leave so they can go and make a start on the next course of medication and also so you didn’t get a chance to kill them needlessly.”

“Why change the medication?” Doflamingo asked, approaching the bed to stare at you intently. You didn’t seem worse . Were they trying something stronger to get the results he wanted? Or was there something they were withholding from him? Was that why you told them to leave?

“According to them I’m no longer ‘critical’ and now they need to make something less intensive. It’ll continue to fight the infection but it won’t leave me feeling like I’m in a coma all the time.”

“I suppose I can allow that explanation.” Doflamingo muttered, still not happy that his doctors didn’t tell him themselves before fleeing, though with the mood he was in there was a big chance he would have killed one of them before they could have told him everything. Still his mind fell to the one question you hadn’t answered. “And your food? What’s your excuse for not eating?”

“They were fussing over me so much with their tests and checks I didn’t get the chance.” You explained before taking another slow sip of the tea. You eyed the bowl of untouched food and pulled a face. “The sooner I’m recovered the better, the repetition is driving me insane.”

“You’re not really in a position to be picky.” Doflamingo chuckled, perching himself on the edge of your bed. “Strict diet until the doctors say otherwise.”

“Oh so now you want to listen to them?” You asked dryly, watching him get comfortable and start to relax. “They’ve been terrified for the last few days, some wanting to draw straws to see who will be treating me when you’re awake.”

“Fear’s a good motivator in my experience.” Doflamingo shrugged unapologetically and uncaring about the visible panic he brought out in his servants and subordinates. His methods always yielded results, at least most of the time it did. You were the anomaly that he chose not to count. 

Out of habit at this point he pulled the tray closer and lifted the bowl into his hand, offering the spoonful of uninteresting purée towards you. Thankfully after that first time you never insisted he say ‘please’ to comply. Today though you regarded him silently for a moment before allowing him to feed you. You ate in silence before finally speaking what was on your mind. “Why doesn’t it bother you? Feeding me?”

“Should it?” 

“I know I can’t get you infected but the whole sick person thing seems like something you’d avoid where possible.” You explained. You recalled Doflamingo’s initial declarations that he was ensuring you recovered because he wasn’t letting an illness kill you instead of him but still some things didn’t add up. “In the beginning you could have used your strings to feed me and when I stopped being in constant pain you could have ordered a servant to take over. Doesn’t seem in line with your kingly reputation.”

“Probably not but no one would breathe a word about it so my reputation is safe.” Doflamingo conceded before grinning broadly at you. “Besides who would even believe them I’d do something so kind?”

“That’s them though, this is me asking.” You pressed. “Strangely it feels like you’ve done this before.”

“A little. There wasn’t much food and they didn’t live long after getting ill.” Doflamingo’s answer was low, oddly soft. It was a tone you’d never heard from him before and one you’d really never expected to experience from him. Whoever it was he was talking about, you could tell it was a heavy loss for him to speak of. 

You could only guess it was a relative, as much as he claimed those in his inner circle were part of his family, you knew they were a chosen family and not connected to him by sharing the same blood. The man was still very much a mystery to you and as curious as you were, to want to get to know him more would be only a complication down the line. Instead you decided to change the conversation after you took the last spoonful of food. “So strict diet aside, when can I leave this room?”

“Not until you’re better.” Doflamingo’s answer was simple as to be expected but not what you wanted to hear and you didn’t hide your disappointment or annoyance. You had been confined to your room the entire time you were ill and you only got to the bathroom and bathed with the help of a servant because your body was so weak to move. It was a relief that the doctors knew what they were doing because if they hadn’t given you the medication to lessen your pain you would have relied on Doflamingo for that aspect and neither of you were in anyway wanting to broach that level of reliance or intimacy with each other. Needing to sleep in his arms had been more than enough for you both. “Stop pulling that face, can’t risk you managing to hurt yourself and you know it.”

“I’m bored. Y’know for a moment I actually missed Diamanté and Trebol?” You grumbled, narrowing your eyes when Doflamingo began to laugh just as the door opened and the third doctor of the day cautiously entered. You watched as their eyes flickered from you to Doflamingo, nervously trying to assess the mood in the room and prepare for what they expected to happen. They seemed to relax slightly and came closer, your gaze falling to the vial of new medication in his hand. “So what can I expect with this one?”

“You’ll have to take it three times a day. You won’t be as lethargic but it will take a lot of time for your previous energy levels to return. We’re hopeful that after another week we can begin to reduce the treatment again. You’ve been responding so well, it’s a good sign.”

You weren’t exactly in the mood to share their overall optimism. You hadn’t lied when you told Doflamingo that you were bored. You hated being sick at the best of times but to suffer through an infection like this, stuck in your room and only able to sleep or eat, it was irritating and now that you were changing your medication that meant less sleeping and more time just being stuck in your bed. Already you weren’t looking forward to the next few days. With a click of your tongue you took the opened vial offered to you and threw it back in one go, pulling a face at the strange taste. Seeing you take the medicine seemed to release the final thread of tension in Doflamingo’s body and his grin spread into place. As you shifted to get comfy against the pillows you scowled out of the corner of your eye. At least one of you was happy.

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Doflamingo had allowed his work to pile up while you were ill. Calls from the different corrupt leaders he was supplying weapons to had gone unreturned, shipping manifests from the different warehouses and docks notifying him of his share of profits and resources had piled up and gone unchecked. He was sure there were some Marine calls he’d missed but he couldn’t bring himself to care about whatever it was they wanted. He’d done his part by showing up to their nonsense meeting. Sitting back in his office chair he put down a profit report from one of the many businesses he’d placed an investment in and kicked his feet up onto the desk, feeling his eyes grow heavy under his glasses. 

It had been a long time since he’d dreamt of the horrid little shack but he knew it instantly. Looking around at the sound of tiny but devastated sobs he tensed to see his little brother clinging to his younger self in the next room, both aspects of his memory and imagination unaware of his presence. Not that he was even paying them much attention, every part of his attention was solely on the bed in the middle of the room. 

As much as he wanted to turn away and leave the sorry excuse of a home, as much as he wanted to force himself to wake, it wasn’t in his power. Instead his heavy limbs brought him into the room and he felt slight relief that his subconscious didn’t show his father in this version. His relief didn’t last long though because already he was at the bedside, staring down at the outline of the body completely hidden by the dirty, frayed sheet. Roughly he grabbed a fistful of the fabric and ripped it away, freezing to see it wasn’t his mother under the covering but you. 

With a jolt Doflamingo woke, staring at the ceiling and working on keeping his breathing even and forcing himself to ignore the tremor in his hands. Pushing away from the desk he rose and made his way to your room. For yet another instance since you fell ill he found himself seeking you out in the middle of the night, at least this time he was fully conscious of it. His plan was simple, go in check on you, leave. 

Doflamingo opened the door only to stop to see you already sitting up in the bed with your gun pointed at him. When you saw who it was you sighed and put the weapon back into the drawer of your bedside table. At least this helped shake him of the dream he had but now he was more confused than ever about what you were doing. Your fever had broken already so you no longer had any moments of delirium and even when you did, you’d never tried to reach for your weapon. “Why aren’t you asleep?”

“I’ve slept enough, don’t you think?” You asked staring at him carefully. “What’s wrong?”

“What makes you think something’s wrong?” 

“Deflecting question for one thing.” You stated with a frown. “You haven’t stayed to help me sleep since the medicine first started taking effect so it can’t be for that. You look tense…your hand’s twitching.”

“You know part of me liked it better when you were too ill to notice things.” Doflamingo muttered, staying close to the wall. “I’m fine, nothing to worry about. Now are you going to tell me about the gun?”

“I thought you were the doctors and I’ve reached my limit of their fussing and increased checks for one day.” You explained in frustration. You weren’t really going to shoot them but you had been so frustrated that the temptation to threaten them had reached the point you’d gotten to. Now that you’d had the moment to reflect on it thanks to Doflamingo’s arrival you let out a sigh. “I know they’re doing their job but enough is enough at least until tomorrow.”

“Any reason for the increased fussing?”

“They claim they’re ensuring the new medication isn’t bringing a risk of unforeseen side effects but the real reason is you. They’re checking for the smallest improvement so you don’t kill them.” You said only to glare when he smirked at that. “Don’t get smug, it doesn’t suit you. So are you staying or going?”

“Oh? If that’s your way of asking nicely you can do better than that.” He teased, grin returning in full force when you let out a huff and rolled your eyes. “You do like to cling to me, it’s adorable.”

“Not as adorable as you oh so sweetly saying ‘please’ Doffy.” Your retort was quick but still not as sharp as you usually could muster. You were glad you could see the results of the treatment but it still hadn’t brought you back to your full strength. 

“You’ve been calling me that more often, did you notice?” Doflamingo observed, watching your eyes narrow slightly.

“Because I’ve been too drained to waste energy on your needlessly long name, Doflamingo.” You explained with a sweet smile before deciding that it was time to get back into the old routine of going against him, illness be damned. Pulling back the covers you rose out of bed, still feeling the heaviness in your limbs but you were determined and defiant now. By the time you’d walked the length of the bed Doflamingo was already in front of you, leaning against the bedpost and stopping you from stepping any further. Adopting your most casual expression you looked up at him. “Yes?”

“Get back into bed.”

“I don’t want to.” 

“I don’t care what you want.” Doflamingo told you evenly. “Either get back into bed or I’ll put you back.”

“Do it and I’ll get back out. Like I told you earlier, I’m bored and tired of staying in bed.” You ground out in annoyance. “I don’t care where I go I just need to get out of here for a little while. A little bit of walking isn’t going to kill me.”

“We’ll talk about it in the morning with the doctors. Get back in bed.”

“No we won’t because your doctors will be too scared and just go along with whatever you want. I’ll go back to bed when I’m ready.” You argued and stepped around him with your sights set firmly on your door. Even if you got as far as the hall it would have been enough to count as a change of scenery and proof you still had some control over your actions now that you were feeling somewhat better.

“You’re so fucking difficult.” You rolled your eyes at the Warlord’s comment from behind you only for a yelp to break from your lips when you were abruptly lifted off of your feet when you were about to grab the doorhandles and thrown over Doflamingo’s shoulder. “You have five minutes but you aren’t walking, pick where to go.”

“Kitchen.” Your answer came without hesitation. Secretly you were relieved to be lifted, the shake in your limbs becoming hard to ignore but you weren’t going to let the moment of Doflamingo letting you leave the room go to waste. You said nothing as you were carried through the corridors and into the darkened kitchens. 

After the lights flicked on you were set on the counter you let out a long satisfied smile, stretching out your arms and legs. Reaching over you lifted the domed lid covering what remained of one of the many cakes and desserts prepared for the family’s dinner that night and pulled it closer. You looked up when Doflamingo stopped beside you, offering a fork for you to take while he used the second in his hand to take a forkful of the cake you’d decided on. Wordlessly you took it and helped yourself to some for yourself, savouring the sweet and rich taste that flooded your mouth. The cooks in the palace were talented and make everything taste amazing. It was thanks to their skills that made being on the limited menu while ill bearable but this? Getting to eat something new again and eat it while you weren’t meant to make it taste even better, like it was something forbidden but so satisfying.  

“Happy now?” Doflamingo asked after a few minutes of calm silence, setting his own fork aside and leaving the last few bites of cake for you to help yourself to.

“Yes, actually I am.” You smiled at him, your mood lifting for the first time in a long time. Taking the last bite you let out a content sigh and looked to Doflamingo. “So happy I could dance, but sadly I’m not allowed to walk.”

“Now you’ve got my attention, maybe save the dancing for when you’re fully recovered.” Doflamingo grinned, turning slightly to watch you smirk at him. “Now back to bed.”

“Fine, killjoy.” You grumbled, knowing you’d already had longer than the initial five minutes he’d promised you. Resigned to your fate you held out your arms to let him lift you only to scowl further when he stood in front of you and chuckled, lightly tapping your lower lip with his finger. 

“Stop the pouting, you got what you wanted.” He reminded you with a grin, lifting you off the counter and taking you to your room. 

When you neared your room you looked at Doflamingo. In spite of being annoyed you weren’t able to be out of your room for long you still appreciated the time you did get out. “Listen…Thank you, I mean it.” You began and thought back to how he’d unexpectedly came to your room that night. Something had been on his mind and given the earlier conversation you had a small inkling what it was. You don’t know why but you wanted to say something to help him. “I know it doesn’t need to be said but, whoever it was you lost. I’m not them.”

“Of course you’re not.” Doflamingo tensed slightly, his stride not breaking even as the image of you lying in place of his mother on her deathbed from his dream came back.

“I’ll get better and then you’ll get right back to finding a way to kill me, right?” You tried to stay casual about everything but the longer you stayed in Dressrosa and around Doflamingo, and now with how he was taking care of you from your infection it got harder to convince yourself that things were going to stay the same as they had when you first crossed paths with the man setting you down onto your bed.

“That’s the plan.” Doflamingo answered and it took everything in you to ignore how his hold on you tightened lightly while he also sounded like he was trying to convince himself of the same thing too. Saying nothing more you watched him turn and leave the room. When the door clicked shut you lay back with a heavy sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. Why did you have to open your mouth?

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[donquixotehomura]

Pretty sure he only wears clothes out of consideration for the kids of the family and the fact that one time when they were away he didn't wear clothes and caused people to pass out once they saw what his clothes hide..... In clearer terms... Doffy is packing.

Artist: nowosuke

When the flamingo men briefly share the same braincell. Idiots. (said with affection 😅💕🦩)

Also, bonus of the older brother going full slut once the better influence was gone. His clothes might as well be optional by this point.

[lild00td00t]

Hi, I hope you are doing well! Can I request headcanons on how Crocodile, Buggy, Mihawk and Doflamingo would propose to their s/o or how they would react if their s/o was the one to propose to them? (Which ever you feel like is fine! :))

Have a great day!

One Piece War Lords: Proposing to their S/O

This was so adorable thank you for requesting the War Lords!! I’ll have to write a part 2. Buggy was honestly my favorite for a bit… 👉🏻👈🏻 but these are gonna be so HELLA friggin cheesy. I’m a hopeless romantic.. so please… COURT ME LIKE WE’RE IN PRIDE AND PREJUDICE.

Buggy

• He’s so nervous, his hands are clammy, even on the inside of his gloves sweat is lining along the fabric of them. He’s talked it over to himself multiple times, rationalizing the best and worst case scenario.

• He can’t help but melt when he sees you with the promise ring he gifted. He sweats bullets when you tease him about getting married… at dinner he nearly choked, and poor Mr.3 nearly had a heart attack just trying to dislodge the food that got caught in his throat. But he felt like that a majority of the times you discussed it. Like something was lodged in his throat and cutting off his air.

• So when you’re watching the crew bring a haul back on the ship, hands on your hips in a relaxed stance, you barely notice when he slips a ring on your finger, and he discreetly prays you don’t say anything about it until you screech and throw your arms around him, his body probably splits in 2 out of shock- this poor man -

• “ How does it feel knowing you’re going to be married to the future pirate king ?! Flashy ?! As it should feel?! “ Then the second you romanticize over the idea he practically hemorrhages 🥲

Mihawk

• The most poetic. God - he probably leaves you little poems every where, and they’re all based on you <3

• Your dates are so adorable. Like picnics, or going on row boats. It’s so quiet on the water, so you don’t notice when he slips down on one knee, clasping your hands in his while presenting a ring.

• You nearly flip the boat when you finally comprehend what’s happening but luckily your better half is much more calm and collected.. he was prepared for this reaction.. atleast he thinks he was -

• He kisses your knuckles, then overlaps your hands with his and holds them to his heart

• “ It seems as though the love saga of my poems will continue until death do us part…“

Crocodile

• Posessive..

• He truly is materialistic and is telling the truth. You genuinely will get what you want. But he can see it in your eyes that you’re not after his money, or his valuables or even his status. He can see the way you adoringly look up to him when he talks. And he’s not used to such an innocent form of love you offer.

• He feels that you must be protected, for what you make him feel is vulnerability. Which scares him. Because no one has ever made him feel that way before. So when the time is right, most likely on a starry night when you’re on a walk he’ll stop, just long enough to kneel and pull out the box, just long enough for you to realize what he’s doing. And with that, he confesses his love

• “ With this ring, you are mine.. whatever you want you can have. You will always be treated with my respect and my love, nothing will ever be enough to satiate how I feel for you. No amount of gold compares to that ring on your finger, for it holds the greatest power in all the world.. my promise to you. “

Doflamingo

• Like crocodile he’s possessive.. but with a sweet?? Spin ?? To it ???

• The moment he slips the ring on your finger he brings your hand to his lips for a sweet kiss, giving you that bone chilling smile while keeping his lips pressed to your skin.

• He doesn’t make a big, fancy show out of it. Because he knows that you don’t need everyone to know. It’s obvious that you’re his

• You listen when he talks. You’re never put off by his nightmares or bad moods. You urge him to talk about his brother and family. You talk about starting a new one… as a second chance.

• “ A second chance for the Heavenly Demon.. “ he thinks to himself, lost in thought. You weren’t scared to say that he was flawed, but it didn’t matter, because you could work on it together

• “ As long as you are mine, you will be taken care of and no one, I mean no one, will ever mistreat you ever again, lest they want my wrath… “ And he means it. He means every word of it. He would wage wars in your name, bring cities to the ground, and split the ocean in two if he could, unlike crocodile, who is alittle more materialistic with his promises. <3

[eggburnt]

Angel - devil

[glowinlemon]

Behold! The Donquixote brothers in their natural forms!

[portagas-chan]

Platonic Yandere Doflamingo and teen daughter reader

Overprotective Dad

Platonic Yandere Doflamingo x Daughter Reader

I tried my best. I hope you like it!

Doflamingo adored you and spoiled you rotten because you were his only child. His only daughter. To him, you were the most important person in his life and no one could prove him wrong. He will kill anyone who hurt you physically and mentally.

There was a time when you were a child and a maid accidentally spilled hot tea on you. You cried because the tea felt so hot on your skin and he quickly called a doctor and soothe you. After that incident, you noticed one thing. You never saw that maid again.

You were too young to understand back then but now you do. You turned 18 a few months ago. You were happy because you thought Doflamingo would finally let you leave the castle and explore the outside world. You thought you could finally travel the seas. That was your dream.

However, during your 18th birthday, you asked him if you could become a pirate like him and travel the seas but before you could even finish your sentence, he cut you off.

"No," just that simple one word was able to crush your dreams in an instant.

"Why?" You argued.

"The outside world is very dangerous, [Y/n]. How many times do I have to tell you that? There is no way you can become a pirate. This castle is the only safe place for you."

You furrowed your eyebrows, "But dad, I wanted to become a pirate like you. I just-"

He raised his voice, "[Y/n]! I don't want you to become a pirate like me. You know, I hate repeating myself. I don't want to hear about this topic again! Do you understand me?"

"Yes," You muttered.

"Now go to your room!"

That was the first time your dad had ever raised his voice at you. You left crying and feeling dejected.

But you were determined to leave. You loved your dad but sometimes he is just too much. You heard that he had to attend the Warlord meeting and will be back in a few days. You took this opportuinity to sneak out and it seems like luck was on your side because it was successful.

"Where is [Y/n]? Where did she go?!" Diamante panicked.

"I think she left. I checked every room in this castle and she is nowhere to be found," Baby 5 sighed.

"Fuck!" Diamante cursed.

"Doffy is going to be so mad," Trebol said.

"We have to tell him."

And they did. They told him about the terrible news through the den den mushi. He was flying in the sky heading towards Marineford but the news made him paused and he was thankful that he was still near dressrosa.

Doflamingo did not take it well. His frown deepened, his veins popped out on his forehead and he looked like he will kill anyone who gets in his way. Abandoning his meeting, he wasted no time and flew at the fastest speed back to Dressrosa.

An hour later, he arrived at his castle to see you tied up in your room. He glanced at Diamante, "Where did you find her?"

"Green bit. Thank god she didn't go too far. If we were a little late, she would have been gone for good."

He narrowed his eyes at Diamante's words, "Untie her."

Diamante nodded, obeying his orders.

"Fufufu~ You are very persistent, my daughter," He walked towards you with a grin. You could tell that even though he was grinning, he was very angry inside.

You were scared of what was going to happen next. You were born isolated from the world and now you sneaked out but got caught. There was no way he was going to continue let you live like you used to.

"I'm sorry, dad but I won't do it again! I promise!" You apologized hoping he would let it slide this time.

"Sure but can I trust you? I don't think I can. Last time, you asked me about this and I told you to never bring it up again. You said you won't but now look at what you did. You crossed the line, [Y/n]," He was no longer smiling. He looked upset, mad and most of all, disappointed in you.

You stayed silent because he was right. You lied to him but how could you not? You were getting tired of being restricted from leaving the castle.

When he saw that you have given up on going against him, his signature grin returned to his face.

"Starting from now on, you will be locked up in your room. And for extra precautions, I will have to put these bracelets on you" He took them out of his pocket.

"What?" You were confused. Bracelets for extra precautions?

Doflamingo took your hand and put on the bracelets on both of your wrists, "They will explode if you leave this castle."

You froze in place. Your eyes widened as you looked at your dad in fear and despair.

Doflamingo grinned and hugged you.

"Don't worry, [Y/n]. In this world, I will be the only one who loves you and care for you. I am the only one that will always be by your side. And that is why you can never leave your dad. Fufufu~"