#sabo x coby

[roses-n-stars-art]

How it’s going ⬆️ vs how it started ⬇️

Kinda spicy under the cut so beware??

[luna-mad-talks]

*Cutely poses*

Sabo/Koby

Cobylu/Kobylu but it's mostly just Koby pov because I love him

A Koby's Character Study poem thingy

also tag @invadertoph

[quinloki]

whatre your thoughts on sabocoby? xam recently got me hooked and im so deep in the brainrot.

Man I’ve been eating up @xamaxenta ‘s brain rot on Sabocoby as well xD

I don’t really have many thoughts on it, but I think what I love about it is the versatility of it. It can be so unapologetically dark and at the same time it could be sweet as sugar too.

Cause you have the Marine v Revolutionary vibe, and Sabo’s madness alongside that, and the havoc he could unleash - he’d break poor little Coby, and it could be such a twisted and delightful fall into depravity I could just devour with glee. Real “mind the tags lads, we’re getting deep and dark on this one” type stuff.

But also, circumstances could allow for an understanding - shared admiration and concern for Luffy could turn into a legit forbidden romance deal. Coby’s such a cinnamon roll and I’m sure Sabo could relate parts of him to Luffy and that would stave off a kind of toxicity that could otherwise appear. I can see Sabo being so patient and so persistent and so sweet and Coby’s best efforts aren’t going to save him from the delicate lines Sabo weaves around him.

Cause even as a sweet romance it is still very much a spider v fly kind of setup. Not to put Coby down, but he does not have Sabo’s fangs.

[namism]

their love language/s | headcanons

➳ categories: canonverse, gender neutral reader

➳ summary: Looking into everyone's top love language/s with Sanji, Nami, Law, Zoro, Kid, Koby, & Sabo.

➳ notes: thank you for 200 followers!! i don't write headcanons, but here's a special treat for everyone who's ever read, liked, and supported my fics! 🧡

Sanji: Words of Affirmation

Above everything, Sanji is a smooth talker.

He's incredibly good at romancing you through his words that it doesn't take long for you to completely fall head over heels for him.

Canonically, he calls people with different pet names. "Mellorine" is arguably the most creative. If he were with you (or were trying to flirt with you), he would definitely create a personal nickname that only he would call you.

That said, there is no defeating his terms of endearment. All of them are truly endearing.

Also, best believe that he's amazing at communication.

You know how couples need therapy because their communication sucks? Yeah, that's not happening in a relationship with Sanji.

If this man can flirt through words, then he can talk things out with you.

Overall, Sanji is a very romantic person, but he would work out the most with someone whose primary love language is words of affirmation.

Acts of service as second? Sure. Quality time as third? Sure, but overall, words of affirmation takes the cake.

His sweet talking is just something an ordinary person can't resist.

Nami: Quality time/Gift giving

Is this a hot take? Maybe, but Nami is definitely sweet to whoever she ends up falling for.

She values hanging out with her friends and the people she cares about, so it wouldn't be any different if it were with you, the person she's into. Something about spending time alone together is intimate for her.

On another note, Nami would totally be into giving gifts.

Being the treasurer of the ship apart from the navigator, everyone is aware that she's strict with where the Straw Hats' money goes. It's safe to say that this would be the case for her personal savings as well, even though she likes to treat herself every so often.

But being a shopaholic just means that she loves buying things not only for herself but also for you.

Nami would totally buy you gifts if she finds anything that reminds her of you, and you can imagine it playing out sweetly.

Who knew the frugal Nami would willingly spend money on someone she likes? It makes you feel incredibly special because she doesn't casually do that for other people.

Law: Quality time/Acts of service

If you were a member of Law's crew, he would definitely appreciate the one-on-one appointments with you whenever you needed a checkup or anything of the sort.

Call it unethical, but let's be serious—he's a pirate who happens to be a doctor (or is it the reverse?), his epithet is quite literally "Surgeon of Death," and above all else, he isn't doing anything malicious when you come to him.

Instead, it's all sweet and innocent. If Law were to like you, he initially wouldn't know how to act around you, so he's grateful for the quiet moments that you share together alone, no matter the circumstance.

He would enjoy your company and would totally think that being extra cautious and careful toward your health is a good way of subtly letting you know that he cares for you.

He would be the type to do things for you without being asked. Usually it would be medical related, but once he gets more comfortable about showing his feelings, best believe it would be more than just that.

Zoro: Acts of service

Zoro is the type to save people, so he would keep an eye on you every time danger arises.

While he would save any innocent person or civilian in danger, his decision to rescue you whenever you need rescuing comes from a more personal reason rather than simply playing a hero.

Newsflash: it's because he likes you.

He isn't the type to show his interest toward someone through other means anyway, so his best bet is showing it all through actions that you never asked for to begin with.

His feelings would become more obvious the more he does things for you without question, which he would be pleased by because it would mean that you're picking up on his signs.

He would work best with someone whose love language is servitude, especially if you're the type to appreciate the little things that people do out of genuine concern.

Kid: Physical touch/Words of affirmation

When it comes to Kid, he's heavy on physical touch if you already have an established relationship.

Of course, he wouldn't do anything if you guys aren't official yet—even though he's bolder at flirting than the average One Piece man, he wouldn't want to come off as creepy.

Hence, physical touch is the way to go once you're together. He would be the clingy type in his own unique fashion.

If you aren't together yet, he would show his love through words of affirmation.

However, it isn't anything like Sanji's sweet talking in a way that is straight out of a romance film. Kid has his own way of doing things, so he would affirm you through compliments that often have one or two cuss words in them, which end up sounding mean but isn't actually mean.

For example: "Great job, brat. You did a shitty job last time, so it's nice to see you outdoing yourself."

Kid is just that guy, but he can also be sweet if the moment calls for it

If you're into those kinds of things, then dating him would be no problem.

Koby: Acts of service

Koby wasn't dubbed "Koby the Hero" for nothing. This man is deemed a hero even outside of work because of what he does for you.

Koby would be the shy type in a relationship since he stutters as a habit, so he would comfortably express it through actions.

Similar to Zoro, if you need rescuing, then he will be there. He would do things for you out of kindness because he likes you.

His love for you would be innocent and sweet.

On that note, Koby would be the type to do the smallest things for you, so if you're the kind of person who would be driven insane by the smallest acts of kindness, then Koby's your guy.

He would hold the door for you, get a glass of water for you if you're thirsty, check up on you randomly, and ask you to continue speaking if you accidentally happen to talk over each other.

Koby does his best to express his feelings, so he hopes his actions are good enough.

Sabo: Acts of service

In a perfect world, Sabo would make an amazing Prince.

It would seem ironic given how he canonically hated the nobility (including his family) because of the way they looked down on the less fortunate, but if Sabo never left nobility, he would be a Disney Prince.

Sabo does things in service, so it would be no different for him to initiate acts of service toward you.

He would be the type to do things without expecting anything in return.

Similar to how he would drop everything should Luffy or Ace be in danger, he would immediately go out of his way to save you or tend to your needs if the situation calls for it.

It's his way of expressing that he cares for you, and he sure as hell would make sure that you know he's interested.

[merbear25]

Heyy!!!! I know requests are closed but when requests are open could you do One Piece characters reaction to seeing their Fem!S/O shaking that ass (twerking LMFAO) Like who would get shy, who would get turned on or get HARD ASF, etc. Idk I was thinking of it and I thought it would be funny and I didn’t wanted to forget this😭

This was sent so long ago, so I hope you're still here, my lovely anon! These types of requests are so fun. I hope you enjoy what I've written for you 💜💜

CW: suggestive, fem!reader in mind but nothing specific mentioned, headcanons/scenarios, established relationship

Twerking for the OP Men

Is shy but into it: Rosinante, Law, Katakuri

You’d caught them off guard. When you set the mood, they could feel their cheeks prickling with heat, and although their eyes grew wide, they couldn’t look away. You got something stirring in them, but they were hesitant to reach out and touch.

Is embarrassed: Koby, Usopp

Face burning a bright shade of red, their hands nervously gripping their pants, and their eyes flicking to the side every now and then: they weren’t sure how to process your attempt at twerking. As much as they adored you, they were not as bold as you.

Sits back and enjoys the show: Smoker, Crocodile, Mihawk, Doflamingo

The bounce of your hips, the way you tried so hard to entice them: it was giving them immense satisfaction. You were after more - that much was obvious - but the delightful display in front of them was worth taking the time to appreciate.

Gets handsy: Sanji, Sabo, Rosinante, Ace, Kid, Law, Caesar

What an unexpected treat. The mood having been set when coupled with your hypnotic movements were too perfect to simply watch. Their hands roamed over your, caressing each bounce of your hips. You were theirs and you were ripe for the taking.

Makes you work for it: Crocodile, Doflamingo, Kid, Zoro

If they were going to take time out of their schedule to watch this, they were going to make sure you really put your back into it. Their coaxing snaked around you, giving you a promise of a reward so long as you showed you deserved it.

[zethsdumpster]

Now the randos of @ryiju-muunie 's hybrid au

Guess whose number is number 4 lmao

Cuz that's not Sabo's jersey

Also, Sabo, the Captain of Ace's team, in the ring vs outside of it lmao

That's one bloodlust-filled sheep

[straws-and-sunflowers]

Can You draw luffy singer and fans hancock shirahoshi viví Rebecca Coby law Ace sabo Shanks fans.

I love You draw Is perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect perfect wow.

This took so long.

[misti-chan]

headcanons about reacting to the person who likes them secretly drawing them

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general headcanons

headcanons about Caesar’s childhood and past

headcanons about having a candy addicted s/o

headcanons for Caesar and his relationship with his kids

headcanons for Caesar with a clingy s/o

headcanons for receiving headpats

headcanons for receiving hugs

headcanons with a reader who likes to cheer him by dancing

love language (giving and receiving)

playlist “failed lab experiment”

Drabble (1)

headcanons about reacting to the person who likes them secretly drawing them

headcanons for cuddling and sleeping

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headcanons for “with a marine s/o who has Borsalino for uncle”

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cuddling headcanons

headcanons for confession

headcanons for dealing with a depressed!s/o

headcanons for emotionally hurt!reader after a big fight

headcanons for realizing he loves you

headcanons for someone flirting with his s/o

headcanons for a very affectionate reader

headcanons for wearing his coat

playlist “flirting with Sir Crocodile”

headcanons for what their s/o does to make them laugh

celebrating crocodile birthday

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headcanons for emotionally hurt!reader after a big fight

headcanons with a reader who likes to cheer him by dancing

headcanons for wearing his coat

headcanons for taking his s/o shopping

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headcanons for realizing he loves you

headcanons for someone flirting with his s/o

headcanons for a s/o turned into a kid by Bonney 

headcanons for what their s/o does to make them laugh

headcanons for taking s/o shopping

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general romantic headcanons

general romantic headcanons

pining headcanons

headcanons for confession

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headcanons for having an s/o who loves feminine things

playlist “part of the revolutionary with Sabo”

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headcanons about reacting to the person who likes them secretly drawing them

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general romantic headcanons

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.cuddling headcanons

headcanons for emotionally hurt!reader after a big fight

headcanons for realizing he loves you

headcanons for someone flirting with his s/o

headcanons for a very affectionate reader

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headcanons for a s/o turned into a kid by Bonney

headcanons for what their s/o does to make them laugh

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general romantic headcanons

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[onepiece-polls]

One Piece Crack Ship War - Round 3 Side D

Saby art by @cephalopodux

Propaganda under the cut.

Saby:

Why vote sabo and coby? Sabo dedicates his whole life fighting against the system, coby dedicates his whole life to serving the people. This is a ship about ideals, about helping people, about the reluctant acceptance that yes, this person from the other side thats supposed to be my enemy has the same opinions as me. Sabo at the top of the revolutionaries, coby steadily rising through marine ranks. That alone makes for an incredibly fun dynamic. they‘d be like schroedingers divorce, they‘re together they‘re divorced, they‘ve never been together. They live completely different lives that sometimes briefly and intensely clash. Not fun enough? Coby joins sword. Which means he‘s given up proper position as a marine to help people without having to follow commands. He‘s allowed to do what he wants but at the same time the government can drop him at any time and that‘s a risk he‘s willing to take because his dream isn’t just being a marine, it‘s being a good one. What i‘m saying is the organisation sword just has a fascinating relationship to justice and helping people that so strongly overlaps with the RA and coby and sabo should kiss about it. There can also be some animosity in the beginning stages as a treat. Some being enemies. For funsies.

They'd be enemies on principal because of their respective organizations, but they have similar ideals and their love of luffy would bring them together! Theres so much potential for angst and yearning! Their jobs keep them incredibly busy, they're constantly putting their lives on the line, and the news is full of propaganda, so they're constantly stress reading the news and having to trust that their partner isn't committing atrocities.

Tyrannosaurus’s two dads: Iceberg needs a stern presence to act as a solid second father figure for his mouse child named after a dinosaur. Drake might be a different dino, but he can still be a responsible parent.

[booburt]

meeting ur bfs scary older brothers 😔😔😔🤞🤞

[hivemind-fantasy]

So, this would be my first time posting an actual fanfic here, it's on ao3 also. I made this with one hand only because I just underwent surgery but nothing can stop me to write nevertheless!

Enjoy!

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Fading Wings

Summary: An amnesiac fallen archangel holds the key to balancing the celestial and demonic realms through a divine artifact concealed within. Betrayed by a former ally but protected by a demon devoted to her. Angel/Demon Fantasy AU. A Sabo x Reader x Coby work, multiple chapters.

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Chapter 1: Shattered Wings

The cold air bites at her skin as she stumbles through the dense fog, her bare feet scraping against the jagged stones of an unfamiliar forest. The world around her is a blur of muted colors, as if everything exists behind a veil. The sky is an endless expanse of gray, swallowing any light that tries to break through.

‘Where am I? ‘

The question echoes in her mind, but the answer slips away like water through her fingers. She tries to remember—anything—but all that greets her is a hollow void where memories should be. The only sensation is a dull ache in her chest, as if something vital has been ripped from her, leaving her empty and exposed.

‘Who... am I?’

She presses her hands to her temples, hoping to force some recollection, but it's as if her past has been erased, leaving her with nothing but fragments of sensations—a fleeting warmth, the sound of distant laughter, a faint scent of rain-soaked earth. None of it makes sense. The harder she tries to grasp these wisps of memories, the faster they dissolve.

Her knees buckle beneath her, and she collapses to the damp ground, gasping for breath. She feels the sting of tears but doesn't know why she's crying. It’s not just the confusion, the loss of direction—there’s something deeper, a sorrow that claws at her heart. It’s as if she’s grieving for something she’s forgotten, a pain she cannot name.

‘What happened to me?’

Her fingers brush against her back, where she feels jagged remnants of what once might have been wings. The skin is raw, the wounds too fresh. There’s a strange sense of absence, a sensation that something sacred has been ripped away.

‘Wings... I had wings?’

The thought comes unbidden, startling her. She winces as if struck, her body instinctively curling in on itself. But she can’t remember the feel of them, can’t recall what it was like to soar through open skies. Only the ghost of that feeling remains, a faint echo that taunts her with what she has lost.

As she sits there, shivering in the shadows of the forest, she becomes aware of whispers in the distance. Voices, sharp and cold, seem to slice through the fog like blades. She doesn’t know nor recognize the owner of the voices.

“They say she fell from the heavens,” one voice hisses, carried by the wind.

“An angel cast down,” murmurs another, closer now. “But why? What did she do to deserve it?”

Fear claws at her throat. Fell from the heavens? The words strike her like a bolt of lightning, filling her with an inexplicable dread. If she truly was an angel, why can she not remember? What crime did she commit to be cast out? And why does the very thought of angels—her own kind—fill her with a sense of betrayal and terror?

‘I need to hide... ‘

The instinct to flee is overwhelming. She stumbles back to her feet, driven by a primal urge to survive, though she doesn’t understand why. She only knows that she can trust nothing and no one—not even herself.

(y/n)’s breath comes in ragged gasps as she forces herself to move through the dense underbrush. Every muscle in her body aches as if she’s been running for days, yet she knows she cannot stop. The whispers she heard earlier have grown louder, accompanied now by the faint, rhythmic sound of wings cutting through the air. Not the gentle flutter of bird wings, but something heavier, something more menacing—predatory.

She stumbles over a gnarled root, her fingers clutching desperately at the damp earth to keep herself upright. Every nerve in her body screams that she is being hunted, though she doesn’t know why. She is terrified, confused, and utterly alone.

Ahead, the forest grows denser, the twisted branches weaving together like skeletal fingers, blotting out what little light filters through the clouded sky. The air here feels colder, heavy with the scent of decay. In her mind, fragments of emotions surface—desperation, regret, fear—but they have no context, no meaning. It’s as if they belong to someone else, yet they weigh on her heart as if they are her own.

Suddenly, the ground trembles beneath her feet, and she hears the unmistakable sound of a blade being drawn from its sheath.

“Spread out! She cannot have gone far.”

The voice is deep, authoritative, and carries an edge of impatience. (y/n)’s pulse quickens. Without thinking, she presses herself against the trunk of a thick, ancient tree, trying to disappear into the shadows. She doesn't know who is after her, but the instinct to hide is all-consuming.

Peering cautiously around the trunk, she sees them: figures clad in silver armor that gleams even in the dim light, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly radiance. Angels—Luminara Knights. Their armor bears the golden sigil of Luminara, the celestial realm, though (y/n) does not recognize it consciously. All she knows is that the sight of them fills her with a deep, instinctive terror.

At the head of the group is a figure with blazing fern green wings, his expression stern and unyielding. This is Coby, one of the Virtue Lieutenants of the Luminara’s army, who once stood by her side, though (y/n) no longer recognizes the rosy haired man. His eyes sweep the area with ruthless efficiency, his grip on the hilt of his sword tightening. There’s a fire in his gaze, a desperation driven by duty. He does not want to do this, but he believes he must.

Coby pauses, a flicker of hesitation breaking through his disciplined composure. This is not how he imagined seeing her again. (y/n), the archangel he once admired—no, loved—is now nothing more than a shadow of her former self. She looks wild, broken, her once-brilliant amber golden wings reduced to ragged stumps. A pang of guilt twists in his chest, but he steels himself. The Seraphic Council has decreed that she must be brought back to Luminara, and Coby has never disobeyed an order in his life.

“Find her,” he commands, his voice unwavering. “She’s close.”

But in his heart, he wonders if capturing her is truly the right thing to do. If only he could reach her, make her understand. But that is a dangerous thought—one that could cost him everything.

(y/n)’s heart races as she hears their approach, their voices getting closer with each passing moment. She doesn’t understand why, but the sight of those angelic figures fills her with dread. A faint, broken whisper in her mind tells her that she cannot let them find her. There is something important she must protect, something she cannot allow them to take. But what is it?

As she tries to slink deeper into the forest, her foot snaps a branch beneath her. The sound echoes through the silence, drawing the attention of the Luminara Knights.

“There!” one of them shouts.

Before she can react, a flash of white light surges toward her, and she is blinded. She raises her hands instinctively to shield herself, but she’s too slow. The impact of divine energy slams into her, knocking her off her feet. Her back hits the ground hard, knocking the wind from her lungs.

Coby is the first to reach her. His eyes widen at the sight of her up close—this broken creature, covered in dirt and blood, is hardly the radiant being he once knew. But there’s no time for pity. He steps forward, extending his hand toward her, his voice strained with urgency.

“(y/n)... come back with us. I promise we can help you.”

But (y/n) does not hear the words; she only sees the glowing sigil on his chest and the glint of his drawn sword. Her instincts scream that she is in danger. Without thinking, she lashes out. A burst of raw energy, wild and uncontrolled, erupts from her hand, sending Coby staggering back. The force of it shocks them both—(y/n) because she did not know she was capable of such power, and Coby because the energy that struck him feels familiar, almost divine, yet tainted with something darker.

The other Luminara Knights spring into action, surrounding her in a tight circle. They move as one, blades raised, wings flared. (y/n)’s vision swims as panic consumes her. She has no control over her powers, but her fear acts as a catalyst. With a scream, she releases another wave of energy, scattering the knights like leaves caught in a storm.

Just as the knights begin to recover, a swirl of black smoke erupts between them and (y/n), and a figure steps through the shadowy portal. His eyes gleam like molten gold, his presence a stark contrast to the radiant knights.

It’s Sabo.

“Stay back,” he growls, his voice carrying a dark authority. His wings, now blackened and tattered, azure colored, flare wide as he stands protectively in front of (y/n). The sight of him draws gasps from the knights, who recognize him as the fallen angel turned demon general.

(y/n) stares at him, confused. She doesn’t know who this man is, but something in his eyes feels achingly familiar, like the whisper of a forgotten dream.

“(y/n), we need to leave,” Sabo says softly, not taking his gaze off the advancing knights. There’s a desperate plea in his voice, but also a fierce determination. “I promise, I’m here to help you.”

But (y/n)’s mind is a tangled mess of fear and distrust. She doesn’t know who to trust, who to believe. She hesitates, and that moment of indecision is all the Luminara Knights need to renew their attack.

Sabo grits his teeth and, with a flick of his hand, conjures a barrier of shadow to shield them. He turns to (y/n), his eyes burning with urgency. “Please, (y/n). Trust me.”

For reasons she cannot comprehend, something in her heart tells her to follow him. She nods shakily, and together they step into the swirling darkness, vanishing before the knights can strike.

As the shadows swallow them, (y/n) can’t shake the feeling that she’s made a choice that will change the fate of all three realms.

The shadows fold around (y/n) and Sabo like a shroud, whisking them away from the reach of the Luminara Knights. When they reappear, they’re in a secluded glade deep within the heart of the forest. The air is cooler here, the trees towering protectively above them, their branches swaying gently as if to offer solace. (y/n) collapses to her knees, exhausted, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps.

Sabo watches her cautiously, his heart aching at the sight of her confusion and fear. She’s a far cry from the powerful, confident archangel he once knew. But he quickly masks his emotions, knowing he cannot reveal too much. Not yet. She is fragile now, like a bird with broken wings, and if he wants to protect her, he needs her to trust him.

“Easy,” Sabo says softly, crouching down beside her. His once-golden wings are now darkened azure, but he keeps them hidden beneath his cloak. He knows that if she sees him for what he truly is now—a demon—she would likely flee, perhaps even turn against him. “You’re safe now... for the moment.”

As the swirling darkness clears, the chill of the forest night greets (y/n) once more, but this time, she is no longer alone. Sabo’s presence beside her feels both foreign and oddly comforting. He gently releases his grip on her arm, stepping back to give her space. They’ve teleported to a secluded grove, hidden deep within the heart of the forest. The air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, and the only sound is (y/n)’s labored breathing as she struggles to regain her composure.

(y/n)’s mind is still reeling. One moment, she had been surrounded by armored angels, their eyes cold and judgmental, and now, she is with a stranger who had saved her with powers that felt… different. There was something both celestial and infernal about the energy he wielded, though she lacks the knowledge to identify it.

“Who... who are you?” she manages to ask, her voice weak but laced with suspicion.

Sabo’s expression softens as he looks at her, his golden eyes flickering with something like pain. He had prepared himself for this moment, but nothing could dull the ache of seeing the confusion in her eyes. The way she looks at him—like he is nothing more than a stranger—cuts deeper than any blade.

“I’m... a friend,” he says softly, choosing his words carefully.

“I was once your ally, your protector.”

He hesitates, taking in the sight of her, the once-brilliant archangel now reduced to a shadow of her former self. “We fought side by side, (y/n). Before... before you lost your memories.”

(y/n)’s brows furrow as she tries to process his words. “I... I don’t remember you,” she whispers, the admission like a weight pressing on her chest.

“I don’t remember anything.” Her voice cracks, and she quickly looks away, as if ashamed of her own confusion.

The pain in Sabo’s eyes deepens, but he forces a reassuring smile. “That’s okay. I understand,” he says gently, though his heart feels like it’s being torn apart. The memories they once shared—of laughter, battles, trust—are now gone, scattered like ashes on the wind. But he can’t let her see his pain. Not now. Not when she’s so fragile, so lost.

“Listen,” he continues, trying to sound calm and reassuring, “I don’t expect you to remember me. But you need to trust me. Those angels... they won’t stop hunting you. They believe you’re dangerous. I don’t know why, but I promise you, I’m here to protect you.”

(y/n) studies him, her (e/c) eyes narrowing. She can’t sense any deception, but her heart is still guarded. She’s been betrayed once, of that she is sure, even if the memory itself remains elusive. For now, she nods, exhaustion and fear winning out over her doubts. “Okay,” she says softly.

“I’ll trust you… for now.”

Sabo nods, relief flooding through him. He doesn’t dare reveal that he is no longer an angel, but rather, a demon—an enemy by the standards of both their realms. It’s a truth that would shatter any fragile trust he’s managed to build. For now, he is simply a rogue warrior, a lone protector trying to keep her safe. That is the only way to keep her by his side long enough to ensure her safety—and perhaps, to help her remember the bond they once shared.

Far above in the celestial spires of Luminara, the Seraphic Council convenes under the shimmering arches of their grand hall. The air hums with divine power as the High Seraphs (the Arc-Seraph Akainu and his three Seraph Knights) stand in a circle, their forms glowing with ethereal light. Coby kneels before them, his head bowed, his heart heavy. He can still see the terror in (y/n)’s eyes as she unleashed that wild burst of energy. It had taken every ounce of his will to convince himself that she needed to be captured.

“Virtue Lieutenant Coby,” intones Arch-Seraph Akainu, voice as cold and precise as the edge of a blade. “You were tasked with retrieving the fallen Archangel (y/n), and yet, she eludes you, her memories were stripped down already.”

Coby raises his head, meeting the council’s gaze with a mix of determination and reluctance. “She is confused and disoriented, my Lords,” he explains.

A murmur ripples through the council as the High Seraphs exchange glances. One, with dark sunglasses, Seraph Knight Ryokugyo, steps forward. “The Soulstone of Eternity has bonded with her soul,” he says, his voice low and ominous. “If it remains within her, it could tip the balance of our realms into chaos. You must retrieve her, Virtue Lieutenant Coby, by any means necessary.”

Coby’s heart clenches at the command. He clenches his fists at his sides, fighting to keep his voice steady. “She... she is not the enemy. She is simply lost. If I can reach her, I can bring her back willingly.”

The Arch-Seraph shakes his head, his expression unyielding. “We cannot afford to take that risk. If she refuses to return, you are authorized to use force.” His eyes narrow. “And if she resists beyond reason, you are to eliminate her and extract the Soulstone.”

The words hit Coby like a physical blow. Eliminate her? How could they ask him to kill the Archangel, the one chosen by God to protect the balance between the realms, and also woman he once loved, the one who had been his closest friend? But he swallows his objections. To defy the council is to risk his own wings, his very existence. He convinces himself that he is doing this for the greater good, that capturing (y/n) is the only way to protect the celestial realm from the encroaching darkness of Abyssus.

But as he turns to leave, doubt gnaws at his resolve.

‘Am I truly doing this for the heavens, or is it because I can’t bear the thought of letting her go?’

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Hi hello greetings and salutations anyone and everyone!

I'll be stuck home for the next week so I can write some stuff. I've already written a cute goofy Law X Luffys Sister, my first ever angst fic for an Ace X Reader, and another just cute wholesome Law X Reader so I'll be publishing them soon to get sum track and find my people.

The characters I'll write <3

Sanji (anything) Luffy (only wholesum cute shit, hes too adorable for SEX) Law (anything) Ace (anything) Sabo (anything) Koby? Coby? (idk and I like the wholesum shit with this cutie) Shanks (anything for daddy) Buggy (anything for baby girl)

I can't think of anyone else but if ya suggest and I dig it I'll start cookin. I would also like to add that I am very sorry for my Zoro fans, I'm stupid as shit and idk how exactly to write him (I've read Zoro fics, I've read the Manga, I've watched the anime, I've watched the live action, I'm just as lost as he is)

Anyway here ya go lovelies, hope ta post soon.

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[Ace] [click for character list]

[Akainu] “Day Dream” | NSFW Scenario 

[Bartolomeo] n.sfw w/ male reader Most attractive fighting style HC

[Bastille] SFW & NSFW HC Relationship HC

[Benn] General HC General n.sfw HC

[Buggy] [click for character list]

[Coby] Relationship HC + Gif

[Crocodile] Relationship HC NSFW HC General Walking into s/o masturbating

[Hawkins] Catching crush change

[Helmeppo] random n.sfw HC

[Donflamingo] Pregnancy/Birth HC Public Tease; PDA Into Bondage General, Pre- and Relationship HC NSFW Hc NSFW Alphabet [Aftercare]

[Franky] Public Tease; PDA Kinks & Turn ons Ideal fem s/o HC

[Garp] Pregnancy/Birth HC

[Hancock] Random Relationship HC + Gif

[Katakuri] [click for character list]

[Kid] [click for character list]

[Killer] [click for character list]

[Law] [click for character list]

[Lucci] Oral NSWF HC

[Luffy] [click for character list]

[Nami] Kinks & Turn ons x Sanji Gif

[Mihawk] Oral HC NSFW Random NSFW HC Making a deal HC Into Bondage NSFW Sex toy scenario NSFW NSFW Alphabet [Aftercare, Cum, Oral]

[Marco] Threesome w/ s/o &Thatch NSFW NSFW Alphabet [Body Parts, Oral, Favorite Position]

[Pauly] S/O smacking their ass HC

Rosinante [Corazon] Pregnancy/Birth HC general fluff HC

[Sabo] [click for character list]

[Sanji] [click for character list]

[Shanks] [click for character list]

[Smoker] Biting Kink HC “Sinful Distraction.” Pregnancy/Birth HC S/O with an slave brand mark Sex toy scenario NSFW

[Zoro] [click for character list]

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WARNINGS:  Canon has typical violence, character death, and mild blood on some pages. One page of nonsexual female-bodied chest.

Ships include:

Portgas D. Ace x Masked Deuce  Marco the Phoenix x Portgas D. Ace  Trafalgar Law x Monkey D. Luffy  Portgas D. Rouge/Gol D. Roger  Nico Robin/Sir Crocodile  Monkey D. Luffy x Coby  Sanji x  Portgas D. Ace  Garp x Gol D. Roger  Usopp x Nami  Marco the Phoenix x  Perospero  Nami x Vivi  Sanji x Zoro  Robin x Franky  Sanji x  Monkey D. Luffy  Donquixote Doflamingo x Sir Crocodile  Izou x Sabo Hiyori x Yamato Corazon x Buggy the Clown

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