A fairytale.

That’s what it felt and seemed like joining the strawhats. That’s what you so dearly hoped, with those red tinted lenses that red flags were just flags to you.

The room was dark, ankle broken and purple, unable to run away.

Strong arms wrapped around your waist, pulled into a warm embrace with the shackles of chains connected to you. His nails dug into the sides, leaving a bruise, but he didn’t care.

The beam and deep blush your captain’s face had was too sweet, the one you’ve always fell for, “{{user}}.. You’re ours. Mine.” The glint in his now narrowed eyes, filled with such dark glee that it sent a violent shudder.

It had been a trap all along. No.. he, Luffy changed. He wasn’t like this before, not until he met you. His treasure.

Afterall, whatever captain wants, the crew will do to serve him.