#army x emperor

[anjaliprimaveral]

that old trend but I forgot to post it here

[sukunas-play-thing]

This photo of Sabo isn't talked about enough

Like, the black leather pants, the white tank top, showing off his scandalous tits and collar bones, the leather jacket. The smirk.

Mmm 🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣 fanning myself like a woman sweatin in church.

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It's Like. Seeing a woman's ankles for the first time. Clutching my pearls. I'm pregnant now.

Oi Vei

🎵feels like the very first time🎵

🎶it feels like the very first time🎶

I'm done rambling.......................

Or am I?please don't read my tags

[innerfare]

Sabo’s Type 

Summary: A collection of random headcanons describing Sabo's type

Genre: Angst

CW: None // SFW

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Sabo is such a show off, it’s no joke. It’s for this reason he has such a thing for a damsel in distress. He really enjoys the opportunity to flex his powers. (Flashback to Dressrosa arc and him swooping in to rescue Rebecca but leaving poor Bartolomeo lmao.) But he likes it even more if showing off doesn’t work, since it works on basically everyone else. 

Someone who is unimpressed, or at least initially hides it from him. Sabo lives for a challenge. While he loves it when people fawn over him, he’ll become a little obsessed with someone who shrugs at his dragon claw and fire fruit ability, who brushes off his pretty face and muscular body, who doesn’t care that he’s the second in command of the Revolutionary Army and is going to tell him exactly what they think of him.  

Someone with a voice like honey that makes him want to kick his habit of hanging up the transponder snail in the middle of the call and instead stay on the other line for hours listening to them talk about nothing. 

Someone powerful. Someone who can not only hold their own in battle so he doesn’t have to constantly worry about them but also someone who can spar with him. Someone who has undergone rigorous martial arts training and insists their style is more powerful than his dragon claw. Someone who triggers his competitive side. 

Someone who will make fun of him, even going so far as to poke fun of his heritage (without going too far). The odd joke about Sabo being a pampered aristocrat will get his blood boiling. He’s the type to ignore all the people fawning over him and go straight for the person who seems uninterested (side note: Sabo does not respect the ring; if you’re married and he wants you, he’s going for you). 

Someone with as much a reason to hate the World Government as he does, perhaps even more of a reason. Someone who wants to see the world burn. But also someone who starts out as his enemy, so maybe a marine or member of Cipher Pol with a traumatic backstory working as a double agent for the Revolutionary Army. 

Someone who likes his scars. He’s come to view them as a symbol of his failure to escape Goa on his own, and even as a symbol of the reason he couldn’t be there for his found family, so he doesn’t feel proud of them the way a warrior should. But if you’re proud of them, if you run your fingers over them, he’ll grin like a fool. 

Someone who is well read and a good enough writer to read his manuscript and offer feedback, someone who can edit some of the pages and offer him some direction when he’s not sure which direction to go in. Someone who agrees with his point of view on the subject matter (typically the corruption of the World Government) and can aid him in getting that across. 

Someone who makes him feel safe enough to ask for affection. Sabo isn’t really used to positive reinforcement. Though he received some once he joined the Army, a rough childhood without a drop of real softness has left him a little thirsty for someone to run their fingers through his hair while he vents about everything wrong in the world. 

Low-key has mommy issues, craves a woman who will make him food, take a bath with him, and tuck him into bed. Refuses to admit it, though. This folds into him craving a more feminine partner because he's been surrounded by so much roughness. One of his guilty pleasures is definitely crushing on the young noble women he's supposed to be usurping.

Someone who doesn’t hesitate to make his family their own, who falls right into the ranks of the Revolutionary Army and makes themselves at home with the Straw Hats (I think it goes without saying Sabo's SO has to have Luffy's stamp of approval). 

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Hope you enjoyed it! If you want more, you can check out my masterlist here!

[owarinaki]

One Piece EP 1116 - Sabo recap 3

part 1 // part 2 // part 3

[cokou]

We all love Sabo! Can you write Sabo x Noble!reader?

Note ✉* ~ WE ALL LOVE SABOOOO, Im sorry for the late uploads lmaoo😭😭 I've been so so busy these days🥲 || Do not translate, transfer, or reform, this is my only account (exp. Ao3), will not be cross posted anywhere. || 𖤐٭┆Masterlist

Summary* ~ He KNOWS that he isn't supposed to fall for a stupid noble, but God were you captivating. Warning* ~ Sabo is a living dumbass || Genre* ~ SFW

Somewhere across the sea, you stepped onto the lands knowing that no trouble would ever come across your path. You, a noble woman, left most of the village speechless with how elegance you have. However what never shows was, a noble such as you who was more than interested with pirates instead of their own leagues.

You were born under one of the richest generation and bloodline, meaning that lots and lots of people dreamed of claiming you as theirs, only to steal the wealth of your family. You had always been described as the well mannered of the kingdom, often being introduced to forced marriages that you never seemed to accept. Luckily your parents weren't assholes and let you pick on who you'd like to marry on free will.

As you walk around the kingdom, you gathered attention like they were your previous achievements. In wasn't like any other day at all, you love strolling all over the kingdom, often nearby the shore or nearby the main path. As you walk towards the shops, you stop at your track to analyze what the shops were selling.

As you were walking towards the little seller, someone had ran onto you, causing you to fall into the ground. Everyone was stunned as the man kept running even after your guards had chased him. You hadn't picked up his appearance, although what stood up was his bright, blonde hair.

You immediately got back up and shook off the dust your clothes had earned into the ground. You, once again approach the little shop and continued with your day as like any other day.

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It was now late at night by your house, you looked peacefully at the view given by the balcony. You took your little book and started reading as you admired the scenery, it was the perfect time to do such a thing.

Something was caught at the corner of your eye, it was a man running. You close your book and ran towards the other side of the balcony to catch the figures appearance. He looked like he was tall, and blonde? you couldnt see his face at all. By the other side, one more had came up to him, a silhouette of a woman.

'What the hell? Is this some kind of an organization?' you thought. They stayed for a few while, one of them looked up at you as you quickly retreated inside your house.

Tomorrow, as you take your usual scroll around the kingdom once again, you sighted a familiar blonde with a woman beside him, they seemed to be arguing with a merchant.

"This is barely even affordable! I bet it sucks anyways!" The lady argued.

"Hey Koala calm down a bit.. " The blonde blurted.

"I'm telling you this is the best price for the kingdom!" The merchant argued.

The three exchanged argues and argues that was becoming heated every second, you taught of paying for their purchase instead. But deeming that you didn't wanna join in on the fight and receive a bad reputation, you tried to distance away from the fight. The argument continued and everyone was starting to get distracted with all the noises. So without thinking, you took out a small pouch that contained your money and headed towards them.

"Here, take this as a payment for their purchase." The two looked at you confused and everyone stopped on their tracks.

"Wait no—"

"Yes thanks!" The woman said, cutting off the blonde.

You handed off the payment as they received their item— making your quick escape from the kingdom to head another direction before they even thank you.

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The next day, at the same route around the kingdom andddd, unsurprisingly.. you see them, again.

"Look! It's that lady yesterday!" The lady shouted and pointed towards you. You look around to scan the surroundings, yes, they were talking about you..

"uh, yes?" You looked at them confusingly, unsure on which impression to make.

"Ehm, thank you do much for uhm, yesterday Miss?" The blonde said. You shook your head and made it clear that it wasn't a big of a deal and that you just wanted to help. They ended up introducing themselves. The blonde one being sabo, the lady being Koala.

"Just address me as (Name)."

"Well it's really nice to meet you two, but we've been seeing each other around more likely, is there anything you both want? Some sort of materials maybe?" You asked.

"Well, we did wonder about that too, but we figured maybe the kingdom is a small place and that's why we keep seeing each others..? And no— we don't need anything." Sabo remarked.

"I think our Chief Sabo just likes seeing you aro—" Koala's mouth was immediately covered by Sabo.

"Please do not mind her." Sabo smiles nervously.

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The day had ended and you parted ways with the two people. You had spent a lot of time with them regarding your schedule, making you work later at night to do all sorts of arrangements that was affected by your recklessness of time consuming. You took out a small notebook from you study's drawer and your ink-pen.

As you started to write, you heard rustling by the balcony, esrning goosebumps by the presence of something. You decided to ignore them and continue with your work schedule. Out of the blue, someone knocked.

"Come in!" no answer. You walk towards the door to open it, no one was there. And so, you heard the knock once again, it was coming from the balcony. You rush towards the balcony and hesitated on whether to open it or not.

You open the door and was met with Sabo, standing by the balcony's entrance.

"Forgive me (Name), but, i needed a place to stay! Is it a safe place in here to say that I'm a wanted person?"

"Come inside, we'll discuss about that." You sat Sabo down on your fancy little chairs, facing him with questions.

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"So you're actually a wanted man?"

"Yes." You felt some happiness deep inside of you, you had always wanted to see a real wanted person eith such a high bounty. You invited Sabo to sleep by your room, in a condition that he's not allowed to speak for any of this.

"So i wanna—" knock. knock. knock.

"Miss (Name), Who are you talking to?" The maid asks,

"Sorry! I was just mastering some of my written lecture, was my voice too loud?"

"No, sorry for the interuption, Miss."

You breathe deeply as the maid believed you, feeling a bit of a heart attack as you made Sabi hide underneath your bed.

"Hey, you can actually come out now." Sabo slowly gets out of the uncomfortable position under your bed and dusts himself.

"I got a bit scared because of that..." Sabo scratched his head.

"Who wouldnt?"

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After that day, he had remarkably visited you more often by going inside your bedroom's balcony, often talking about his adventures and some missions that he was set up to do. He had explained that he was ordered to bring a material from the kingdom back to Dragon. He had achieved the material and was ready to leave in 2 days, and so he spends more time with you. As well as developing small feelings that eventually grew everytime you two spent time together.

Koala hadn't fail to notice the sudden interactiin between the two of you. Even giving Sabo the idea of recruiting you to the Revolutionary, which he turned down on. He thought that you were too precious to get yourself hurt and the thought of hurting your own kind wouldn't sit properly with someone who has a good reputation like you.

As the day of Sabo's departure of the kingdom, you had visited them on the dock. Offering them help and food on their journey, even fetching them up some extra materials you thought they would need.

"(Name)!"

"Yes?"

"I don't know when we will get to meet again, but please take this." Sabo hands you a bouquet of flowers as he give his final goodbye's to you.

"I do hope we see each other once again, Sabo."

"I'll come back and visit you, (Name)." Sabo climbs the ship, waving towards you as they left the Kingdom.

Back at your house, you felt some emptiness inside you, yet some happiness with Sabo's little gift for you. You hadn't failed to notice that the bouquet was heavier than the other. As you figured out that he had snuck a den-den mushi inside of it. In order to continue the contact between you two. You were excited to use the den-den mushi to connect with him, again.

And so, you began waiting for his next arrival. Till the next he visits you again.

©Cokou 2024, all works belong to me

[frillsinadress]

NONSEXUAL ACTS OF INTIMACY - FLAME SEAL

characters : sabo , cornelia

warnings : kissing ? pre - established relationship , mentions of one piece spoilers for lulusia.

word count : 0.6k

authors note : welcome to a new mini series i'm doing! this is for the non sexual acts of intimacy prompts linked HERE. its mainly a way for me to keep busy at work… cuz it can get a bit boring and doing 500~ word mini-fics keeps me entertained and creative! i asked the opoc server what of my oc x canon ships they'd like to see and had people randomly pick numbers! for anyone tryna see their number based on the list? i changed the other of em AND i didn't use all of them, so gg~. flameseal won the popular vote so we start with them next is a redsong piece!

prompt : forehead or cheek kisses . . . 

the life of a revolutionary was a hard one, but fulfilling nonetheless sabo came to find. the gritty adventures, running from the law and living for the freedom. at times it was unbearable, the conditions of the missions, the threat of death— it all was such a gamble. but things made it worth it like the jubilations of the newly freed, or the realization you are a part of history. sabo had been off on a mission for a week, delicately spinning the webs of change for the world. after the revolutionary army declared war on the world government, they were busy. free time had trickled away and everyone in the higher ranks was pulling all-nighters — or so he had heard.

he adjusted his hat, brushing out his blonde hair and allowing the wind to rustle the locks before setting it back atop his head. his coat billowing in the breeze, and in that moment he felt he was on top of the world with the adrenaline of the victory still rushing in his veins. he couldn't wait to go back home, back to his bed — his , oh who was he kidding? he wanted to see cornelia. the woman had plagued his mind, constantly itching to ring her snail before he turned in for every night. he knew she wouldn't answer, and never would dream of potentially contributing to his cover being blown. after lulusia she was unwilling to take chances as he had. suffice to say he was suffering from severe cornelia withdrawals.

he had paced the ships deck about 8 times, back and forth in anticipation for those blessed words,

“land ho!”

sabo felt his enthusiasm skyrocket, walking briskly to the rail to watch the port growing closer. as they neared, he spotted the figure of friends but not of his beloved. this wasn't too shocking, cornelia was probably face first in documents. but curiously, one of the waiting bystanders raised a snail receiver to their lips… a few minutes later he watched cornelia barreling down the docks just as sabo was getting off the gangplank.

“sabbooooooo” she cried, arms opening as she rushed to greet him. he laughed, arms opening as he met her half way. his arms laced around her tightly, lifting her up as she giggled and leaned into him. he placed her down gently and smiled down at her,

“now i’m not discouraging this but i'm curious, why the warm welcome?” sabo asked, tucking a stray hair behind her ear. cornelia mirrored his smile as her hands reached to cup his cheeks and tug him down. his hand reached to steady his hat, but opted to remove it as cornelia pressed her lips to his cheek. she peppered kisses on both cheek, his forehead then his lips. sabo, being the absolute cheeky bastard he was, took the opportunity to dip her deeply, deepening the kiss in front of the entire crowd that began to hoot. he was rewarded with a squeak and her adorably flustered face when he pulled back and pulled them both upright.

she seemed to have shut down, face red and stuttering as she tried to pull herself together. the crowd waited with bated breath for her reaction. they expected her to stutter out a scolding, what they didn't expect was her grabbing his face and smashing her lips against his, this time catching sabo off guard. the crowd went wild! sabo smirked as he scooped her up, cornelia's legs automatically wrapping around his waist. the crowd hollered and cheered as their chief of staff swept away his lovely girlfriend and run off towards the base.

[cantagirldrawinpeace]

SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT FOR DRESSROSA

THE PARTNERS EVER!!!

Here’s closeups plus a thing I sketched in the hour after I learned he was alive lmao

Handwriting translation: my partner is 6’1 and I’m 5’2 and one time I was mad at him and he took a picture of me from his eye level to show me what I looked like from his POV and honestly that was so disrespectful.

[simp999]

A New Home Ch. 27

Various! Splatoon Manga x Skilled! Isekai'd! Reader

Wc: 1.1k

A/N: Sorry for taking so long chat I had to walk my fish

A/N 2: (Checks watch) uh. Damn sorry ya'll. Don't expect too much out of me but I think my life should be a lil less hectic perchance. We'll see ww

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One by one, over the course of a few hours, you each put the blindfold on and attempted to hit your teammates. The difficulty increased as you went on, from standing still to slowly moving, to running. By the end of the training session, you had multiple teammates whizzing past each other in different directions getting splatted.

As the four of you sat near or against the wall to catch your breath, you congratulated them on their improvement.

"I can't really put into words how impressed I am, nor will I admit I'm a poet at all. But I will say this; what you guys showed me today was something I never thought was possible when I got here," You spot Leo's smile grow wider, glad to be getting praised for his efforts, then you lazily point at him, "Hey, that doesn't mean that you can slack off now, you dork. Don't forget that there's going to be loud music, bombs, people cheering, ink being thrown around, not to mention communication between teammates that'll make this 100x harder."

You take another glance at each of your teammates. - No. - Your family members.

"...But I can promise that this will be worth it. Every time we train, great progress is shown."

...You sure are good with compliment sandwiches, huh?

You can't promise that you'll win against team Emperor, but you're sure that every minute you spend training will prove helpful on the battlefield.

You're all exhausted from training and just on time. The next big match is going to begin in roughly a half hour. The battle between Team Monarch and Team Yellow-Green. The manga had skipped how much time was spent between important matches on the smaller, less important matches. You allow your family to relax however they so desire while you wait for the match to begin. Leo playing games on his phone, Milo stretching, and Tasha cleaning her weapon.

Soon, it's time to make your way over to Sturgeon Shipyard, biting your inner cheek as you realize how packed the seats are. What you weren't expecting, though, was for a path to seemingly be made as you walked through. You tried to avoid the many pairs of eyes on you. It almost felt like back when you first got here and rose the ranks, but the gazes were much more uncomfortable back then. The whispers paired with them used to be much more curious and sometimes rude. You almost cringed remembering those salty players you had to drown out with your headphones what feels like forever ago. But now; you take a quick look around you, - they almost seem to be staring in awe.

You glance back at your team. You wouldn't say you're standing tall, maybe a more introverted kind of confidence if that makes sense. You're still not a fan of being the center of attention. But looking back at your team- your family- a lot sure has changed.

Once you begin to settle down in your seats, doing your best to take up the least amount of room possible, you catch the way the sea of cehalopods appear to disperse yet again. This time much more obviously. From your position, it isn't too difficult to see who it was, easily spotting purple tentacles above the crowd as the tallest of the group makes his way closer.

Aloha's quick to tug you into a hug before you can sit down, dabbing Leo up before taking a seat behind you. You don't remember them being here to watch this match last time, which is odd to you. Skull's got a lollipop in hand, sitting behind Milo after being instructed by Army to do so. He does so without questioning, as airheaded as ever- but Army has a reason, given the heights of the two inklings. Army takes a seat behind Leo, and Mask - you.

You would have jumped if you hadn't noticed Aloha slowly get closer to you ear, attempting to surprise you.

"Sooo~, how's the training goin'?"

You're about to answer, but the immediate terrified look Leo shoots his way almost makes you snicker.

"Hey, it's not that bad. C'mon now."

Leo once again turns towards Aloha and dramatically grabs his hand with both of his,

"Save us, dude!"

You let out a chuckle at the scene.

"Leo, chill."

His hands shoot up in the air, and his voice cracks as he tries to make his point.

"You blindfolded us!"

"Which isn't that bad!"

He faces Aloha again,

"You have no idea how much pain I'm in."

You gently nudge his side as another chuckle escapes you, shaking your head.

Leo dramatically points to where you gently nudged him,

"See?! Abuse!!!"

Aloha's forced into a fit of giggles as he watched the scene play out before him.

"Oh, can it, dork."

"I think I deserve some sort of reciprocation!"

You sigh and roll your eyes. You rest your chin in your palm. This was most definitely his plan all along.

Aloha leans down once again, this time whispering to Leo. Obviously, you could still hear him;

"Don't worry bro, I'll set something up for you."

You've got no idea what that means, but they dab eachother up again. Whatever makes Leo happy, you suppose.

The match is about to begin, and you hear Goggles blabbing away to his team a few feet in front of you. You ignore it as you pull out a pencil, along with your old manual. You're nearing the end of the pages, and it has clearly done its time by now. But this match is crucial to be taking notes of since you'll get to see a new emotion in Emperor- frustration. As long as it goes as planned, of course. You analyze the stage, zeroing in on the exact spot that Emperor will step foot in yellow-green ink.

Once it begins, a smile filled with pride makes its way across your face. Rider obviously had many, many plans for this battle. It was almost comforting seeing the wide grin he wore all along the match, even when he did lose. He was having fun. It seems you're not the only one who's changed lots since the beginning of the manga. He was so organized right out of the gate, and only once did he falter, and only a little at that. Which lead you to assume his only goal the whole time wasn't to win, because he knew he couldn't- his end goal was to only force Emperor to feel the frustration of stepping in his ink.

Maybe, just maybe, you think: Rider truly did stand a chance at winning against Emperor if he so chose to have that as his end goal. How does that saying go? Shoot for the moon, land among the stars?

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Next part

Feb.1.24 

[leftsidebonfire]

Give me your heart, give me your fate Give me your hand when love gives you hate

Two characters I have never drawn before, my OC Ruth, and Sabo! She works for the Revolutionary Army and has a totally-not-a-crush on Sabo that definitely doesn't make her feel all flustered and giddy inside when he does something cute like scooping her up 👉👈

[anjaliprimaveral]

Old things

[thatchs-crisp-tatas]

Ace smiling and blushing as Deuce walks past.

Sabo looking directly at the ‘camera’ and smirking.( mocking Ace)

Luffy wondering WTF Sabo is looking at.

[sukunas-play-thing]

Birthday Kisses and Cake

Sabo x Oc

my birthday is today, and im feeling a little at my lowest, so this is mostly self comfort and self indulgent. Feel free to read if you like regardless. slight dark themes, hurt/comfort, mentions of death, it's OC based, but you can read it as reader if you want Thank you.

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this also includes a little bit of Gravity Falls sprinkled in there, mostly bc I'm a sucker for multiverse work.

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Birthday Kisses and Cake (Sabo x Selim)

she woke in a good enough mood, she had well rested rest with Sabo next to her. She knows she did, she didn't fall asleep upset.

The night before, was spent watching her best friend play the newest game release, Sun Wukang, before she had taken a break to check on her lover, Lindberg. Leaving Sabo and Selim alone to chat about anything and everything, Sabo had found Selim's criminal record she had gained during a summer vacation one year with distant family, and Sabo spent most of the time reading them off, laughing, and asking her what half of them meant, or what on earth prompted half her arrests. She'd laugh, explain things.

"Sweetheart, you've gotten 32 counts of murder!?." Sabo gasped looking at the paper in his hands, he lays on his back on the bed, Selim, tucked under his arm with his arm wrapped around her waist to pull her closer. She groans as she hides her face in his chest. "I told that officer Durley, they were zombies! No one believes me!." She would say.

Sabo couldn't help but laugh at this, rolling his eyes. He never realized the women was such a criminal, nonetheless. "Okay..um..what's "pug trafficking" ?." He asks her as his eyebrow raises. Selim was quick to respond with her ppunter finger up. "That. Was all Grunkle Stan! I had nothing to do with that!." She says, oh so matter of factly. Sabo let out a hearty laugh.

He liked her crazy shenanigans. It reminded him of simpler times, when he was younger, and spent his childhood time with Luffy and Ace, she reminded him a little of the two. Her hot headed and aggressiveness similar to Ace, to her bright and happy smile like Luffy's. Sabo felt warm, whole, contented in this very moment. He threw the papers on the ottoman by her bed, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to his chest, hugging her so tight she'd groan in protest. But he ignored it. He placed sweet kisses to her head, before he'd mumble, "You know what tomorrow is?." He asked her, She hummed in response before she began naming off possible scenarios, holidays etc.

"Umm…. memorial day?." Sabo shakes his head, she pouts. "It's not your birthday… That was in March…" She mumbles to herself, Sabo chuckles. "It's not our anniversary… is it!?." She's quick to panic at the notion that she had forgotten, Sabo was quick to comfort her. "No darling, think harder." He simply says, as he softly pokes her nose. She scrunches her face in mock annoyance, before thinking to herself again.

"Is it Luffy's birthday???." She asks. Wrong, she's so cute when she's clueless, or forgets things, especially like days like her birthday.

He shakes his head and sighs, playfully rousing her hair. She slaps him. "Get some sleep darling…We have a long day tomorrow." Is all he says, she goes to say something but Sabo's soft smile, and his finger to his lips in a gesture of silence, stops her. she pouts again, nuzzling to his side, and finally falling asleep.

She slept good, she did, she had a good night.

So why does she feel this way? This feeling of inadequacy?

Low, sad and broken?. She turns to her side, seeing Sabo had already gotten up for the day.

She sighs and plops herself down on the bed again she feels heavy like weight sitting on her chest. Refusing to let her move. She groans at this and forces herself off the bed, rolling to the side. She reaches for a cigarette. She's out. She sighs before getting up to find herself some caffeine. Only to open the fridge and see she has no more monster. She slams the fridge shut. She walks back to her room to get dressed, She'll just walk to the store real quick. No biggy!

She gets to the store, grabs three cold cans, and then heads to the counter to get some smokes for herself and her friend. "I need to see some ID." The clerk asks, rather rudely, in Selim's opinion, but she ignores it and realizes quickly. She didn't grab her ID. She groans and tells the clerk to just scan the drinks, please. Selim walks back home, the sky is cloudy, bleak, and a little bit of a sprinkle of rain begins. She whimpers. She makes it back to the house, grabs her ID, and storms back to the store. gets them finally, and walks back home. By now, she's sweaty and a little cold from the soft patters of rain hitting her seething body. When she gets back home. She goes straight to her room, and anger boils down to a deep depression. 'Ah, so it's gonna be like that.' She'd think to herself as she sits down, she's been wanting to get back into writing again, Similar to Sabo, he inspired her to want to write a book about her life, the people that's impacted her. But words aren't wording. And she groans annoyed yet again and walks away from her project.

She sighs, lighting the lighter that won't work so she throws the lighter and sits there in silence for a moment. She takes deep, even breaths to control her rising anger and frustration. Her den den mushy rings, and she leans over to grab the receiver. 'Cuhlick.' The sound emanates.

"Hey Sissy!!!." It's her twin brother, Elliott. "Hey Bubba." She says softly, feeling a little calmer now. "Happy Birthday." He says, and it finally hits her, 'Ah, that's what Sabo's behavior was about last night.' She muses to herself. She shakes her head in deep thought. Her silence muses her brother, as he chuckles on the other end.

"You forgot, didn't you?." He says, a slight tease to his tone. They talk a moment. Luffys voice is on the other end, demanding he speak to her. "HEY MILLIE HAPPY BIRTHDAY." Luffy hollers. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DUDE BROOOO. I hope you have a SUUUUUUPER BIRTHDAY." That was Franky. She can see in her head the commotion Elliott must be surrounded in. Everyone crowding him and yelling in his ear. All the strawhats wishing her a happy birthday, wishing they were there today. Luffy asks to tell her he said hello to Sabo when she sees him again. Selim nods. When things die down. It's when Elliotts tone changes to a somber one. "Hey, um, by the way. I found a voice recording from our late friend and crew mate, it's for you. He sent it Before he died and im just now finding it.." Elliott speaks. Before sending selim the voice recording. She opens it up, says thank you to her brother, and hangs up. She curls into herself as the voice recording plays.

Voice recording:

"Hey, kiddo, it's me. Ches, Listen, I heard you've been having a bad day today. And I just wanted to say that I am proud of you. I know sometimes life can be hard, it can be really hard. But just know this, you're stronger than you give yourself credit for. And to always be kinder to yourself. You have an amazing brother who'd do anything for you. A bestie whose your ride or die. And your brothers crew and me. Who'd give you the whole world. Always think of the good things life has given to you. Always remember how far you've come, regardless of how hard it was to be on this earth you still shined bright. Still got up in the mornings to tackle the day. And still has a heart full of love. So. Please, go take a hot shower, put on your favorite clothes, make your room dark, put on your favorite show or movie. And remember, that you are number one. Thank you for being in our lives. See ya later, kiddo! "

Selim didn't realize that she had been crying. Hot tears fell from her face to her knees. She missed him so much. And every day, she's grateful to being on this earth because of him. Hearing his voice was weird, considering he'd been dead for two years. He fought his battle and lost, and here he was, still encouraging her to keep going herself. It was the hardest bit of reality she's ever faced. She broke down. Sobbing uncontrollably when her bedroom door opened. Sabo had returned from running errands with Lindbergh and selims best friend. Seeing her in this state caused Sabo to drop everything and rush to her side. Checking her to see if she was hurt physically. Only to see she wasn't.

This pain was emotional. So he did what he knows best. He wrapped her in his arms and held her so tightly. In his signature, bone crushing hugs. He let her cry. Let her cry all of what she felt out. Closing his eyes and choking back his own sobs. He hated seeing her this way. Seeing her cry made him cry. Even though he wanted to be strong for her above all else. But she's taught him to be vulnerable when it was just him and her. And so he did. When she calmed down. He asked what was wrong. To which she told him she received the voicemail she had never gotten until now. Sabo knew of their old crew mate. They talked about him often. How kind he was, how selfless he was. And how it tore their crew up when he passed. He understood loss all too well. He fixes her hair. Wipes her tears. He holds her hands in his gloved ones.

"Darling... I want you.. to have the best birthday ever, let's get you cleaned up. Me, you. Lindbergh and your friend are all going out for your birthday. I, want you to know. We're happy you're here. Happy birthday sweetheart. The most very special lady I've ever met."

She swooned at how sweet and thoughtful Sabo can be. She shakes her head, thinking she couldn't be presentable. But Sabo disagrees. He helps her up, indirectly giving her the strength she needed to move again. His strong arms hold her upright, his strong legs, helped her walk, his strong hands wiped her tears, and his sturdy chest grounds her. He grounds her.

He helps her get cleaned up. He helps her get dried off, She fixes her hair. And dots her lips with a soft color tint. She picks out her outfit and sprays her favorite perfume. Her friend and Lindbergh are waiting in the living room when Sabo and Selim emerge together. She wears soft colors and a beautiful shawl Sabo bought for her birthday today. A dark blue laced color that matched her dress wonderfully. The four set out for the day to have lunch and then to walk along a beach shore. They call the strawhats and her brother back, and they all sing happy birthday to her as she hides her face bashfully. The sun begins to set. And they go out to dance. The lights and music soothe her weary soul. Sabo looks absolutely handsome in his blue black suit. He kisses her full of love and adoration as the song ends. And when they walk back to the house. They are greeted with the entire revolutionary army members. All with their own, specially wrapped presents, just for her. Ivankov made a beautiful pink and purple cake. With 27 birthday candles on it, with the words; "Happy Birthday, Millie!"

Gracing the decorated treat. They all sang happy birthday. Selims a giggling mess as Sabo sways side to side with his arm wrapped around her. His voice, a soothing balm, calming her tumultuous waves of pain and anxiety, and washing it all away with just a simple look. His charming smile, makes her heart flutter. She wraps her arms around him as he places many kisses on her face as the song concludes. Everyone's clapping and cheering. And when it was time to blow out her candles. She thinks for a moment.

There's nothing to wish for. She has her friends, all here. Her brother is alive and well and with the strawhats. Luffys is happy, her friend is happy. And Sabo, sweet, caring, funny, darling Sabo. Is right here with her. Her whole world was crashing down when she met him. And he's slowly building her pieces back together again. Even if he doesn't realize it. She smiles and kisses his chest. And blows out her candles. Everyone cheers and claps again. Before music begins to play.

"Thank you, everyone."

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I'm sorry this was sad. I don't know why I'm feeling sad hut here we are. Thank you so much for reading. Have a lovely day/night mootisies.

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Sabo Fluff // Angst Compilation

Summary: A compilation of Sabo angst and fluff from my multi character posts (You're Wounded, Brushing Your Teeth Together, Flowers, Type of Date, You See His Cabin, Fighting and Making Up, Paradise, Nightmares, I Love You, You're Jealous).

Genre: Fluff // Angst

CW: None // SFW

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You’re Wounded: 

Makes a light joke, inspects the wound himself even if there’s a doctor present, will help bandage you up if you need it. Pretends to be nonchalant about the entire thing, is panicking inside. Fully realizes the depths of his affection for you, is terrified to realize it’s love.  

Brushing Your Teeth Together: 

He didn’t get his pearly white smile by slacking off. When you’re brushing your teeth together, he’ll pause to inform you he’s better at it than you, that he has the best technique, that his dentist always compliments his teeth. Doesn’t explicitly challenge you like Nami and Luffy, but can’t help but get competitive. 

Flowers: 

He’s gone for very long periods of time, so when he returns, he’ll bring you a bundle of peonies or calla lilies, but he also bought you a cherry blossom bonsai tree so you can have flowers even when he’s away. The bonsai tree ends up becoming his baby, and when he is home, he spends quite a bit of time tending to it, to the point you get a little jealous. But it brings you lots of comfort when he’s away, a symbol of your love that’s firmly rooted and eternal. Side note, he will most definitely use flowers to seduce you. 

Type of Date: 

Takes you to the aquarium or zoo, the two of you wandering around hand in hand, pointing at different animals and saying, "that's you." Also takes you on a lot of picnics (far less elaborate than the ones Sanji plans) that you spend either in silence or editing his manuscript. And he knows the lay of the land in terms of hole in the wall restaurants, quiet little nooks where you can cozy up to one another and not be disturbed. Will occasionally risk it all to take you to water parks despite being a wanted man.  

You See His Cabin For The First Time: 

His bedroom at the Revolutionary Army’s base is a total bachelor pad, and when you see it for the first time, it wasn’t planned, so he’s a little embarrassed by the state of it. He has some dirty dishes he forgot about, some dirty laundry on the floor, and a pile of books on his bed. He spends virtually no time there and probably wouldn’t even have furniture beyond a mattress on the floor if it wasn’t provided by the Revolutionary Army as part of his living quarters. That being said, he did pin Luffy’s and Ace’s wanted posters to his wall, and he has a couple of different lotions and skincare products on his bathroom counter. 

Fighting and Making Up: 

Sabo can be pretty hypocritical. He takes so many risks and claims he wants a partner who can keep up with him, but if you take risks without him to back you up (the way he constantly takes risks without you backing him up), he’ll get mad at you because it triggers him so deeply; he has nightmares about you dying, but he normally hides them from you. It usually devolves further when you accuse him of not living by the egalitarian ideals he espouses by trying to control you. Other times, you fight because he was shamelessly flirting with someone else (flirting is an instinct for Sabo and he's so naturally charming that sometimes he really just can't help it). But you two have a special spot (a pink peach tree on Momoiro Island) and whoever is ready to make up first goes there and waits for the other; he once waited two full days and nights for you. When you get there, he’ll offer you a pink peach and a sheepish grin. 

Paradise 1: 

Wandering through a flower field and picking some of the more beautiful blooms that catch your eye, sprawling out on a picnic blanket in the late morning to bask in the sweet scent, enjoying the breeze as it ruffles your hair, weaving some of the flowers you picked into a delicate crown that they wear proudly while the two of you share sweet kisses. 

Paradise 2: 

Meandering through the woods in search of the tallest, most impressive tree, him giving you a boost up to the first branch to get you started before climbing up himself, staying behind you the entire time so he can catch you in case you fall. Finally piercing the canopy and poking your heads up above the forest, his hand on your leg to keep you steady, the two of you grinning as birds fly by, basking in the afternoon sun. 

Paradise 3: 

Escaping the chaos of life and climbing a desolate hill, sharing a late afternoon snack as you stare up at the clouds and point out different shapes, saying, “that’s you,” when you see a funny one. Arguing over which one of you gets to be the dragon cloud, your argument turning into roughhousing and the two of you accidentally rolling down the hill, him laughing and kissing your cheek when he knows you’re okay and then starting the argument again. 

Paradise 4: 

Waiting until late evening to meet beneath a peach tree, speaking at first in hushed tones, worrying someone is on to the two of you, eventually forgetting about all of that and settling into easy conversation about nothing and everything simultaneously, him jumping up to pick a peach for you to have as an evening snack, you taking advantage of the last bit of light to carve both of your initials into the tree trunk. 

Nightmares: 

You’re on stage in an auction house being sold off to the highest bidder. He’s there, but he can’t get to the stage, as if he’s trapped behind invisible glass. He’s screaming his head off and throwing himself at the glass, but everyone just ignores him, the slave auction continuing as though he’s not even there, Sabo completely powerless against the injustice of it all. You’re crying and struggling in your shackles, but it’s no use. He wakes up thrashing, ready to fight anyone who stands between him and you. When he’s met only with darkness, he doesn’t relax but instead gets dressed and wanders off to find some work to do, the sound of your shackles clanking as you struggle against them stuck in his head like a sick song, the sight of Celestial Dragons bidding on you like an object lighting in him a fire that will burn down every auction house in the world. 

Wearing His Hat: 

You and Sabo were supposed to be sparring, but he wasn’t taking it seriously. You could tell by the way he kept looking over your shoulder, the way he pawed at you instead of striking when you gave him an opening. You considered complaining, but you knew better than to nag a man like Sabo. He would just ignore you like he did everyone else who tried to get on his case about something, the Army’s Chief of Staff being an expert at tuning out voices. 

So, you decided to get creative. 

The next time his eyes left your person, you swooped in. His arms went up to block you, more out of habit than anything else, but you didn’t strike him the way you normally did. Rather, you snatched his hat off his head with a victorious laugh. 

“Hey!” His eyes widened, and suddenly, his full attention was on you. “That’s mine.” 

“Is it?” You placed his hat atop your head with a mischievous smile. “If you want it back, come and get it.” 

Sabo’s expression lit up as you issued your challenge, and as he positioned himself back in his fighting form, you had to wonder if you would regret riling up the Chief of Staff.  

I Love You: 

Sabo is always taking risks. He lives a dangerous lifestyle as the Chief of Staff of the Revolutionary Army, and on top of being one of the most wanted criminals in the world, he is an incredibly reckless individual who thrives when his life his threatened. He does not, however, thrive when your life is threatened. So accustomed to being the one others are fretting over, so used to Koala telling him off for taking this risk or making that dumb decision, he is completely blindsided by the anxiety he experiences when he finds out you’ve been captured. Naturally he launches a rescue attempt, and when it succeeds, he wraps you in his arms and tells you how much he loves you. He always makes sure to say it after that, telling you in the morning when you wake up and at night when you go to bed together, the memory of not having you there to hear it all too fresh. 

You’re Jealous: 

Sabo is a flirt, and you knew that going into your relationship. It actually doesn’t bother you when he flashes that charming smile of his at someone else or swoops in to save a damsel in distress (a speciality of his) and even serves to entertain, especially on the rare occasions his flirtations are rebuked. What does bother you, though, is his tight relationship with Koala. You know it’s ridiculous to be envious, you know Koala would sooner saw off her arm than kiss the man she considers her irksome big brother, but they’ve known each other since they were little kids, and Koala has been through so much with Sabo that the pair have such a close bond. It’s not the angry kind of jealousy that bubbles up in you when Koala mentions something about Sabo’s past that she assumes you know but you don’t, just the sad kind that you try to keep to yourself. Surprisingly, Sabo notices, though you don’t realize until he hugs you from behind and mumbles in your ear that he’s glad you’re the only one who knows he has a skincare routine, his silly words diffusing your mood and acting as the exact affirmation you needed. If it’s not enough, though, he’ll happily prove his loyalty to you by challenging Koala to a karate match, though.  

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Hope you enjoyed it! If you want more, you can check out my masterlist here!

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One Piece EP 1116 - Sabo recap 2

part 1 // part 2 // part 3

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Leopold I and Eugene of Savoy walked so modern Nerd x Jock pairings could ru- *a hoard of historians rightfully and violently grab me and whisk me off their conference podium to the back where there are sickening gunshots and I am never heard of ever again*

((turn on audio you will regret))

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SO

I HAVE SWTOR THOUGHTS

Lately I’ve been having Thoughts™️ about my Alliance Commander OC (female Jedi Knight), Odalkayl getting yoinked by the Force and brought into the early Clone Wars Era (Arcann is there too because Angst and also because Plot Reasons)

(More on that later!)

And since then, I’ve been thinking. My baby is traumatized. So much trauma! I can’t well send her alone (yes I know I said Arcann is there but there’s still a LOT of issues between them) So what’s the solution you ask????

Mandalorians.

Specifically, the last living Champion of the Great Hunt (Xeped [she’s also Odalkayl’s sister]) and her Mando husband, Torian!

Now, why these two? Why not more Force Adept peeps? People who’d make sense to have been dragged along with Odalkayl? Well. Basically, the Council of Mand’alors who had Marched On got grumpy because the Force got to send someone to help fix The Things! So why can’t they???? And rather than argue (the Force knows it’s pointless to argue with Mandalorians once they’ve set their hearts on something), Xeped and Torian get dragged to the future too!

But the Mand’alors had different priorities than the Force. So while Odalkayl and Arcann end up with Anakin, Obi-wan, Ahsoka and Company, our two Mandalorians (after several shenanigans, possibly including the Darksaber) end up with the only Jedi we were happy to see on the receiving end of Order 66’s Free Preview….

Pong Krell.

NOW! To say that our resident bounty hunters were displeased when they learned how this Dar’Jetii was treating his soldiers is an understatement. So what do they do? What Mandalorians are known for, of course!

They beat the everloving shit out of Krell.

There is nothing left of this Besalisk. Nothing. This man is gone. And the clones… they don’t know how to react. On one hand, these two strangers just showed up and killed their Jedi after seeing how he treated his soldiers for about 10 minutes. On the other hand… they just killed a Jedi.

Now, I don’t have what happens next figured out exactly, but something along the lines of this interaction happens:

Xeped: So uhhh…. You know how you’re the last of Clan Cadera?

Torian: yeah? Why are you bringing this up now?

Xeped: ….

Torian: Riduur?

Xeped: I know we talked about kids, but do you feel about adoption?

Torian: …..Cyare, what did you do?

Xeped: we may or may not now have a battalion of identical children now

Torian: ……

Xeped: ……

Torian: Cyare, I love you, and I love our new children, but what the kriff