Doll [Doflamingo x Reader]How long had you been stuck in here? You had no idea, since day and night all seemed the same. The windows were blocked, leaving you in the darkness until he returned to play. You were never allowed to move when he was away, always stuck sitting in the chair placed in the middle of the room, strings keeping you in the same position for hours. Oh how you wanted to cry, but your current form made it impossible.More Like This
Had you taken your brothers advice of getting away from the sadistic man sooner, you might not be stuck in this room. Your brother would never have gotten into this mess, and he would still be alive and breathing. But why... Why didn't you?
Donquixote Doflamingo, was a very powerful and feared man. Yet, the shades wearing man had successfully stolen your heart. You were know for being a kind woman, very gentle and bright. So when you fell head over heels for the Warlord, it was a huge shock. There was such a contrast between the two of you, one evil, the other kind. One bri
Follow Senpai! [Bartolomeo x Toy!Reader]It felt like forever since you became trapped in this body. Forced to accept the fact that King Riku was gone, replaced by the evil Donquixote Doflamingo, you could do nothing but continue your life, as a toy.More Like This
The day Doflamingo and his crew arrived at Dressrosa was the same day you lost your rights as a human. You were no fool, you knew Doflamingo was an evil master-mind. With the help of his devil fruit, he was able to fool the people of this country, making them believe he was their saviours, when in fact he was slowly destroying everything Dressrosa stood for.
You knew more than the folks of this country. Being a former “pirate”, you had some knowledge of other pirate crews. At a young age you were taken in by a pirate crew who helped you escape your island when it was in the middle of a war, they raised you for a couple of years, protecting you and accepting you into their family. But as the crew reached Dressrosa, a beautiful and peaceful country, they to
Collector pt.4| Reader X KillerMore Like This
After dinner you were pleasantly surprised when Killer offered to help you clean up. He was putting away the last of the dishes while you took a seat at the table.
“Say Killer, what kind of mask would look good on me?” you ask.
Killer puts the last plate away and joins you at the table,
“What kind of question is that?”
“Well a mask would better cover my wounds than this bandana,” you say while toying with one of the corners, “Plus I think it would look waaay cooler.”