#Demon!Sabo

[sabo-has-my-heart]

Hello! Could I request scenario number 3 and dialogue 5 fluff with Sabo as a character?

So I didn't want to make her a marine like I did with my Killer fic, I couldn't come up with a way to write her as a celestial dragon, but then I got this, so I hope you like it!

Warnings: Demon!Sabo, Fallen Angel/Demon!Reader, removal of wings, Fem!Reader (sorry, I wrote it before I thought about making it gender neutral)

Word Count: 1400

     It wasn’t supposed to be like this, these kinds of things weren’t supposed to happen to your kind. This was the kind of thing that was supposed to happen to him, to his kind. And it happened by their hand, no less. Not him, not them, but your own. How could they be so cruel? This… they… weren’t supposed to be like this. Angels were supposed to be merciful! Yet falling to the ground for probably the 5th time in the last hour, you were starting to realize that everything you’d once thought true might be a lie. Stumbling forward, your vision blurred, trying to make out buildings as you forced yourself ever forward. He had a home around here somewhere, an apartment in the mortal realm. You couldn’t go back, not after what they’d done, you couldn’t just go to his realm, you’d be torn apart. But you needed help, you needed someone to turn to. Honestly, you weren’t sure you had the right building, the right number, the golden digits all seemed to blur together. Add to that, the fact that you weren’t even sure if this was the right place, and you almost found yourself praying that this was the right place. But praying wouldn’t do you any good, not after what had happened to you. Praying would just help them find you, it would just bring them down upon you once more. Leaning against the door, you pounded a bloody fist against the wood. The moment the door opened, you almost fell, if not for the arms that soon made their way under you, holding you up. Looking up, you gave a weak smile when you spotted the familiar blond hair and scar. 

     “Nowhere else… can’t trust… please… help.” you muttered before losing consciousness.

     Sabo had seen a lot of things from his time in hell, he’d seen a lot from his time in the mortal realm. But this was something new. He knew you, you were an angel that regularly fought against him, one of the few people who could actually keep up with him. An intriguing angel that had caught his eye. Your beauty was nothing that surprised him, you were an angel, that was a given. What interested him was your willingness to bend the rules, your admittance that heaven and angels were flawed. Picking you up, he carried you inside, laying you down on the bed he kept. He didn’t need it, but from time to time, he enjoyed what the humans referred to as a ‘nap’. Looking you over, he winced. You were covered in injuries. Deep cuts and bruises, burn marks and jagged gashes. Yet none of it compared to the real horrors, your wings, once a beautiful brilliant blue, now torn asunder, bloody remnants barely hanging onto your back. Closing his eyes, he gently took what remained of one of your wings, cutting through the last couple of inches, pulling it away from your body before doing the same with the other. He hated doing it, but they’d never heal, you’d never be able to fly with them again, they would only bring you pain. Gently stroking some of the vibrant blue feathers, he sighed sadly. How many times had he complimented your wings while fighting? He’d considered them one of your most beautiful features. Slowly, he removed as many of the undamaged feathers as possible before setting the remains of the wings alight, burning until there was nothing but ash.

     It was days before you finally awoke, wrapped in bandages and aching all over. You’d never experienced this kind of pain before.

     “Hey, it’s good to finally see you’re awake. You uh, look like you’re in pain. I… would you like me to help?” Sabo asked, giving you a small, sympathetic smile.

     “What’s the cost? You’re a demon, right? There’s always a cost with your kind.” you said bitterly, looking away. Sabo sighed, walking over to you and sitting on the bed next to you.

     “No cost, or uh, nothing too bad. It’ll delay the healing process a bit, but you won’t feel any pain.” he offered, surprising you.

     “I… yeah, I’d like that… thanks.” you said, watching as a red glow emanated from his hands, the pain slowly fading away.

     “So you wanna tell me what happened or not ready to talk about it?” he asked once he’d numbed the pain, making you sigh.

     “You took me in and helped me. Whether or not I’m ready, you deserve to know.” you muttered, playing with the blanket that had covered you just a moment ago.

     “Hey, if you’re not ready, I can wait. No rush. Whatever happened was bad, bad enough that you came to me. If you need time, take it.” he offered. Shaking your head, you sighed.

     “No, it’s… best if I tell you now… you were right, you know. About the problems with heaven, about the other angels.” you said, surprising him. He’d honestly never expected to hear those words out of your mouth, “I don’t even know why they did it. They didn’t say anything. They just… they just tied me down and…” tears started to stream down your cheeks as your hands shook. 

     “Stop, you don’t need to continue. You can tell me later.” he said as he held you. You just nodded, holding him back. 

     Months passed before you told him what happened, the young man looking at you sympathetically. He’d told you about how he’d had to remove your wings, showing you the remaining few feathers that he’d carefully stitched into a miniature pair of wings for you. Sitting on the couch, you sighed, gently running your fingers over the soft blue feathers. Even though it reminded you of what you’d lost, it calmed you, let you think. 

     “Hey, can I ask you one thing?” Sabo asked, looking over at you, making you look up at him. 

     “You took me in, patched me up, and have let me stay, you can ask whatever you want.” you said with a chuckle, making Sabo chuckle as well.

     “Don’t worry, I won’t abuse this privilege.” he teased, “I was just wondering, why come to me? I get you couldn’t go back to heaven, but why not, I don’t know, find another fallen angel or an open-minded human? Why come to a demon? Why come to the demon you always fight against?” he asked, making you sigh.

     “Because you’re not a bad guy. I’ve fought you enough, known you for long enough to know that you’re a pretty good person…. Besides… I… I can’t stop thinking about you, no matter how hard I try not to. Even before… all this, you… you were often on my mind.” you said, giving him a tentative smile. Sabo smiled back, sitting next to you on the couch. 

     “I… I can’t give you your wings, can’t give you these wings back.” Sabo said, running his fingers over the delicate feathers, “but I can give you a way to strike back at the ones who took them from you, give you a chance to fight again, and a chance to fly again.” he offered. You smiled, gently running a thumb over the feathers. Getting up, you grabbed a lighter, taking a deep breath before holding it to the blue feathers, letting them burn. It was the last ties you had to your old self, to what you used to be. Sabo wrapped his arms around you from behind, comforting you as you both watched the miniature wings burn. 

     “You know, I fell in love with you a long time ago.” Sabo whispered, turning your head to face him. You couldn’t help but smile, reaching one hand up to caress his cheek as his lips pressed against yours. Large, blue, leathery wings wrapped around the two of you, encasing the both of you as you kissed. Pulling back, his wings pulled away, revealing a new pair of wings sprouting from your back. Just as blue as your old ones, yet these weren’t covered in the feathers of your old ones, they were like his. 

     “Fight by my side? Against the injustices of heaven?” he asked, one hand under your chin.

     “Gladly.” you said before pulling him in for another kiss. Perhaps they’d never truly been ‘your kind’. Maybe you’d always been more like him, more like ‘his kind’ than you’d previously thought.

[bridgekc]

just rewatched demon slayer…you know what that means 😈

au’s are my passion

[possiblyreallyme]

Lovemaking Afternoon

warning: smut. pure smut. nothing kinky though.

His chest brushed against your back with each pump of his hips, moaning in your ear and letting his jaw go slack and fall open. Hot breath ran down your neck as goosebumps erupted on your sweat-slicked skin, a shiver running down your spine and shooting sparks of pure electricity into your bullied cunt.

"Fuck, baby, you're drippin'," He drawled in your ear, as if in awe of the puddle of slick beneath your hips, making the sheets uncomfortably wet and sticky but he only saw it as something cute. You could be almost as messy as he was sometimes.

His voice was always a bit deeper in the morning, but a few rounds of mid-day sex could get his tone lower than ever, chest rumbling against your back as he grunted out his awe-filled praises.

"Please, honey. Cum again, won't you?" He was begging, really. He just couldn't help it, couldn't care less if he sounded desperate or whiney or whatever the hell you'd tease him for later— if he didn't feel you clench around his cock and gush in the next few seconds, he thought he'd go crazy.

His hand was a clumsy as it pressed itself against your front, palm against your abdomen and knuckles pressed to the sheets of the bed while he snaked his way down you the space between your hips, fumbling with the front of your sex before pressing his fingers against your clit. The bud was small and easily breakable in his fingers, but he had done this enough that his touch was on autopilot, so easily circling his digit around the nub and pressing on it with his middle finger.

"Please, I- ahhhhh," He moaned, pressing his face between your shoulder blades as he felt that familiar splash of liquid against his balls when you came, cock twitching as it spurted his load so hard in your womb it was a wonder it didn't come out your nose.

"Ah, ah, ba-aby," He couldn't think, let alone talk. Not with such a perfect pussy squeezing him tighter than he thought possible, hips bucking and twitching urgently into your ass. He didn't care that drool was spilling down the corners of his lips, or that he looked rather pathetic with his eyes rolling back in his skull. "Good, so good, please- please."

You'd think he was done by the way he panted like a marathon runner, but oh no. He just needed a second to catch the breath you had stolen from him, then he'd be right back to it.

[yuki2sksksk]

Kyoujuro and Ace sure do have a lot of commons huh

[subbmissivesuccubus]

Cute aggression

Your boyfriend has a weird habit of being aggressively loving. He'll hug you so tight, sometimes you'll have to tap his arm so you can breathe. He pinches your cheeks with his fingers, cooing at you as he pulls at them playfully and laughs as you whine from the pain. When you cuddle in bed, he'll pull you in super tightly, wrapping both his arms and legs around you before snuggling his face into your hair, letting out a loud 'Mmmmmmm~' sound as he did so. Sometimes, he'll bury his face against your chest, snuggling deep into your cleavage, shaking his head back and forth as he enjoys the sensation of your soft flesh surrounding him.

"Who's my baby? Who's my sweet, adorable little baby? You are! Yes you are!" he'll coo before he smushes you chubby cheeks between his hands as he leans down to kiss your now pouting lips. He also bites you. Like a lot. He'll gently chomp down on your chubby cheeks, your ears, your thighs, your ass cheeks- honestly anywhere he can get his mouth on, he starts biting.

He gets carried away at times and even coddles you in front of his friends, using the baby voice as he kisses you or asks you a question. "Does baby want a new pwetty dress? Hmm? Something cute for my cute baby. Why are you blushing so much? Oh, the others heard me. Don't worry about them, sweetiepie. Focus on me."

It feels like there's a massive amount of energy inside of him that comes out when he can be aggressive with you. He doesn't hurt you, far from it, but it can take you by surprise when he will randomly pick you up just so he can hug you, making your wrap your legs around him tightly as he embraces you.

And of course, this aggression even comes out in the bedroom. He'll shush you as you cry from his spankings. He'll spend ages between your legs just because he can't bare to be apart from your kitty. He'll suckle on your nipples and call you his good little baby while he does. His favorite position is missionary just because he can easily fuck you, look at you and coddle you all at once.

"Baby! Of fuck- your sweet pussy is squeeeezing my cock! Relax cutie- ah- ah- yes- fucking love this cunt!"

"Hold me tighter- come on- really pull me in. That's it- just like that- oh baaaaby!"

"You want me to- fuck- slow down? It's ok baby, you can take it."

His other favorite is prone bone, just because he can put all of his weight on you and fuck you silly as his forearm is pressed against your neck, choking you perfectly.

"Oh, poor baby~ Am I choking you too hard? Your face is all red!"

"Yes baby, you can cum again. Cum all over my fucking cock!"

It was only through a random conversation with friends that you found out what cute aggression was and suddenly, it all made sense! You explained it to him and all he did was laugh, pulling you in for a hug as you swatted at him, not really mad.

"You're treating me like I'm a puppy!" you said, huffing as he started peppering your face with kisses.

"Well, you are my pet~"

Bokuto, Kuroo, Gojo, Yuuji, Shanks, Ace, Sabo, Uzui, Douma, Kaeya, Childe, Wriothesley.

[mistghost]

𝑫𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑨𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒆…

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

He sees you walking down the aisle with your white dress and your bouquet of flowers. At that moment the world stops for him, it’s like he’s seeing an angel and he’s in heaven. Seeing you so happy and beautiful makes him want to cry. Surely enough he cries, he swore he wouldn’t, but seeing you like this on your wedding day made his heart feel full. Why wouldn’t he cry? You were the love of his life, his soulmate. He wants to stop crying but he can’t. He’s just to happy. By the time you arrive to the alter you are also crying, with one hand you wipe his tears and he swore he could die happily right at that moment. He composes himself and looks at you with such loving and adoring eyes. Mentally promising himself to always love you, protect you, cherish you, support you until death separates you both.

“Let’s already get married, shall we love?”

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

Portas D Ace, Vinsmoke Sanji, Sabo, Monkey D. Luffy, Izuku Midoriya, Hanta Sero, Denki Kaminari, Eijirou Kirishima, Spirit Albarn, Yato, Kyōjurō Rengoku, Tengen Uzui, Uzumaki Naruto, Minato Namikaze, Hashirama Senju, Izumi Miyamura, Toru Ishikawa, your favorite character…

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

i think one of the sweetest aspects of the asl brothers dynamic i love is that growing up, luffy was always the crybaby between the three of them. so when he finally reunites with sabo after all those years and immediately reverts back to being that crybaby? he's safe with one of his big brothers so it's okay to just cry like he's 7 again? gets me right in the feels

[booburt]

hi

[brancasyard]

Drew this way back during my KNY phase 🥰

Maybe i should make more stuff around this AU hmmm

[whosyourfavevoicedby-polls]

[rea-grimm]

I finally finished the last character.

Phoenix Ace, dragon Luffy, griffin Sabo

Oni demon Zoro, yetti Chopper (or Bigfoot), corpse Sanji

Werewolf Shanks, kitsune Buggy, demon Mihawk

Robot Kid, fallen god Crocodile, dullahan Law

One Piece Masterlist

[princyvish]

Another au!! Woah!! I have so many unposted aus... They're piling up so quick...

This au was sorta inspired by Hazbin/Helluva?? I don't know i personally think of it as its own thing

Koby's kicked out of heaven or something and ASL are demons born in hell. Happy days with the ASL brothers :)

[turned-feral]

“O good Cross, made beautiful by the body of the Lord: long have I desired you, ardently have I loved you–”  “Hah. That’s priceless, really. You’re reciting St. Andrew’s prayer? Fitting.” Ace questions with a raise of his brow, continuing his movements, nipping at Sabo’s neck. - mea maxima culpa by pupsanji

(full nsfw version on twitter and bluesky)

also credit to @xamaxenta for posting about this year's halloween flavour of saboace being priest/holy warrior sabo and demon ace!! anyway happy halloween :) go check out his banger ace art and go read the fic!!

[mega-ringsandthings-world]

they all mean so much to me

[v-67]

One Piece spoiler alert!!

I saw Rengoku's character and I was like aye. This guy. He's my favourite. And what did they do? They killed him.

I saw Ace's Character and I was like aye. This guy. I ADORE HIM. And what did they do? They killed him.

And they killed him when I clearly DID NOT EXPECT HIM TO BE KILLED.

I didn't expect Rengoku to die as well 🥹😭

But back to Ace.

I genuinely genuinely like Ace so much. He is such a beautiful character and the bond he and Luffy share.

When he was at Impel down and Luffy went to save him. And when luffy almost died. And when luffy went to the place of execution and rescued him. That particular panel after the sea prison handcuffs came off of Ace. That panel. He tells Luffy that he never listens to what he says and that he's always been like that (w a sweet big smile on his face)

That panel is my absolute favourite. I could've screenshot it but it looked absolutely best when it was playing.

That panel and the one where Ace and Blackbeard fight. The part where they show Ace fully zoomed in with his power as his background. Oh my god. Loved it.

I cried so much when that happened. The part where he saved luffy and ... :(

I fucking hate Aakainu.

Stupid asshole.

I love Garp tho.

After that they made me cry more by showing their past

Sabo🥹😭😭😭

And the way Ace died, with a smile on his face.

And I was also very sad that he questioned his existence like that, I kept being like, hey. I want you to exist. And of course you matter. Anyone who thinks otherwise are pieces of shi.

I'll continue on this text later, it's vvvv mixed up.

But I was writing this because Luffy is at Dressrosa rn and Mingo has held a competition where the winner will get Ace's flare flare fruit and I was just plain mad at that shit.

A little part of me hoped that somehow Ace is still alive.

ALSO WHITEBEARD IS THE TRUE PIRATE, THE BEST PIRATE EVER IN THE OLD ERA.

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