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Sabo: Koala, may I ask a serious question?

Koala: Proceed.

Sabo: You’ve been acting all weird lately.. Like, lovey dovey and all. Is it possible you have a crush on me?

Koala: Sabo…

Koala: I am your girlfriend.

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Koala: The file is on your desktop. So is a muffin, orange juice and coffee.

Sabo: What would I do without you?

Koala Starve.

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Koala: This “B” needs a “C” in her “A”

Sabo: Oh my God!

Koala: This babe needs a coconut in her arms…

Sabo: Oh, I thought you were saying, “This bitch needs a cock in her ass.”

Koala: Oh my God!

Sabo: Yeah, that was my reaction!

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Sabo looking at Koala, talking in first person: It was like from an old movie. When the sailor sees the girl from across the crowded dancefloor, turns to his buddy and says, "See that girl? I'm gonna marry her someday."

Sabo: Hey Ace, See that girl?

Ace: Oh yeah. You just know she likes it dirty.

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Koala, to Sabo: I feel like doing something stupid.

Ivankov from behind a bush, spying on them: Do Sabo, he’s pretty stupid.

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Ace: OH MY GOD DID YOU GUYS HAD SEX?!

Koala: No we weren’t!

Ace: Don’t you lie to me! I can tell by Sabo’s hair! *turns to Sabo* You are so lazy, can’t you get even top for once?

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Baltigo 99

Koala: Dragon one, do we have a go?

Sabo: The light is green, Tiger one.

Koala: What are you gonna say when you crash through that window?

Sabo: "Hey there, sorry for dropping in."

Koala: Goosebumps, Sabo. Goosebumps.

Koala: Equipment secure?

Sabo: Check.

Koala: Weapon loaded?

Sabo: Check.

Koala: Did you have breakfast?

Sabo: What? That's not on the checklist.

Koala: I added it because I care about you

Sabo: No, I did not have breakfast.

Koala: Unacceptable! Look in your pocket

Sabo: Hey! There's a little chocolate chips on this!

Koala: Yeah, I'm not an idiot, I know how to trick my partner into eating his fiber.

Sabo: *munching* Alright; bar digested, mission go.

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Koala: Your eyes are red. Have you been high?

Sabo [imitating Koala]: Have you been high?

Sabo: No. I’ve been crying.

Koala: ...

Koala: Oh...

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TODAY IS THE DAY!! ✨✨🎩🐨

HAPPY SABOALA DAY MY FELLOW SHIPPERS!! 👏🏼🥳

Here's my piece collaborated with @ Sparksfxuit via Twitter with his adorable Saboala fanart!!

Again, thank you so much @saboalazine for having me!

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It’s here! Our Saboala Zine is now ready to download. It’s a free PDF filled with art, fan fiction, games, and more! You won’t want to miss it! ✨

💙 Download here for FREE 🩷

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Our registration is now open! ✨

Everyone who signs up will be accepted! Just submit at least one sample of your art or writing.

Check the source for the form link!

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something I forgot to post and found in my files while cleaning

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Wanted to try my hand at some gals

Pose is referenced from one of kibbitzer’s studies

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Maybe in Love

Sighing, Koala sent a sideways look at Sabo.   He was stuffing his face with takoyaki, totally focused on the food. The little balls dipped in brownish sauce did look delicious, but she wished he would also listen to what she was saying. Sure, they were supposed to have fun during summer break, and traditional festivals like this were perfect for relaxing, but they were still college students… and Sabo’s votes weren’t exactly good.   Koala sighed again, stealing one of the takoyaki from Sabo’s plate out of frustration. “Hey!” he complained, but his face was too stuffed for the disappointment to show on his features.   Koala chewed on the soft little ball with a satisfied expression, taking her time. Then, she pinched his cheeks and yelled, “Don’t you think you’re overeating?”   “Nope…” *munch-munch* “…I’ve just begun!”   Koala envied him. Sabo could eat all he wanted but never gained weight. It was as if he burned food. Instead, despite training as much—if not more—than him, she had to be careful about her calorie intake.   “You’re cute, don’t worry,” Robin constantly reminded her, but Koala wasn’t as self-confident as she looked. She already had a rounded face, and she didn’t want to end up looking like, well, a real koala.   “Is something wrong?”   Koala tensed at Sabo’s question, hoping her cheeks had not turned red. “I… I’m just worried about our next exams,” she half-lied.   “Don’t you…” *munch-munch* “…always get top votes?”   “I’m worried about you!”   At that, Sabo finally swallowed and stopped looking like a chipmunk. “Don’t sweat it.” He grinned at her brazenly. “I know a cute girl who always helps me when I don’t understand something.”   “What are you s—” Koala stopped on her track exactly when the first firework exploded, brightener than the stars.   Wait, is he talking about me?   A second firework lightened the sky.   Does he find me… cute?   A third explosion of colours followed.   Koala glanced at Sabo, still grinning and looking handsome in his blue kimono, and then promptly looked down. Thankfully, the splashes of yellow and pink would dissimulate the blush on her face.   Unable to find something to say, Koala stared at her sleeves. Her yukata was a lighter shade of blue that matched Sabo’s, enriched with stylized white motifs resembling waves; moreover, she had adorned the short braid tucked behind her left ear with a flower. It was a simple look, but she had… not disliked her reflection in the mirror earlier today.   The loud “BANG!” of yet another firework startled Koala, and she grabbed Sabo’s kimono without thinking. She suddenly felt very aware of her relationship status with him. They weren’t dating or anything, but they were always together—which could mean only one thing.   Koala lifted her head again. By the amused look on Sabo’s face, she could tell she had wholly turned red; no fireworks could help her hide it this time around. Her heart pounding furiously, She stole another takoyaki and ran to one of the game stalls. — “So, how did the date go?”   “It wasn’t a date!”   “Fufufu…”   “I’m sorry,” murmured Koala. “I didn’t intend to scream at you.” Robin was her dearest friend, but she wished the archaeology grad student would stop teasing her about Sabo.   “It’s fine.” Robin swept the sweat from her face with a purple towel without further poking at her, but her knowing look spoke volumes.   Trying to distract herself, Koala started running on the treadmill.   Sure, we went to school together and then signed up for the same college…   Koala ran faster, huffing.   …but that doesn’t mean anything, right?   Next to her, Robin giggled again.   I should take things into my own hands and invite Sabo on an actual date.   Koala groaned and ran even faster.   Yes! I’ll do it one of these days…   …maybe.

My gift for Mello (CocoaMello on AO3), written for the FxFHolidaysExchange2022 on Twitter (@ FxFHolidaysExchange2022). This is also my contribution to the monthly #saboala_hd27cmday event!  ^^

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Koala: well one of the funner things that we do here on Baltigo is the annual Easter egg hunt.

Koala: Sabo hides the eggs, and I have to say he did an exceptional job this year.

Koala: I've been searching for 25 minutes and I haven't found a single egg, and I'm an adult.

Sabo: Ooh. Yeah I forgot to do that.

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Not going to post the full images of these spicy pieces, you can find them if you know where to look.

Still like how their faces came out 🔥🔥🔥

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The Young Revolutionary

Prologue

BALTIGO IS A WINDY, barren island lapped by deep-blue stormy waves.   Perfect land to pick as the Revolutionary Army’s headquarters, the volcanic tuff gave birth to austere buildings, flat terrains turned into training grounds, and underground water canals became shelters.   The revolutionaries were outcasts, rebels. They were both ready to fight and, when necessary, flee without prior notice. Wanted by the Marine, they were the worst enemies of the World Government, hence enemies of the Celestial Dragons—self-appointed “gods” who took freedom away from people.   Koala knows the hardness of their lives since she has been a victim of persecution, too.   I’ve been a slave.   She feels nauseous, and fear clenches her stomach as she recalls those humiliating days. However, anticipation replaces those painful memories as soon as she enters the headquarters’ main hall.   The large room has a solemn quality to it. Is it because of the presence of the Supreme Commander?   Monkey D Dragon is tall and stern, but with a gentle air around him.   Feeling her thanks to what Koala assumes is Observation Haki, he turns around and smiles.   Reassured by his kind gesture, she smiles back and joins the group of newcomers.   Koala glances around as she gets instructions and fake documents from their superiors, but she doesn’t see any familiar faces. She feels disoriented, but she knows that becoming a revolutionary was the right thing to do. She won’t turn on her steps.   I owe it to you, Fisher Tiger.   Koala puts a hand on her chest.   Melancholy is always lingering in her heart—a feeling she usually keeps hidden deep inside, but that resurfaces whenever she feels alone. Still, she won’t go back to her village. Never. She understands why her family did what they did: they couldn’t know Tiger was a good person. That he had only wanted to protect her. Koala has experienced hopelessness and despair first-hand, too, so can relate to her people. However, she cannot condone their actions.   I’m ashamed… Ashamed that my family condemned you to die.   Tiger had allowed her to cry and express her emotions without restraint. He had replaced the empty grin she had used as a shield with a genuine smile. He had bestowed a hopeful “sun” upon her.   And now, you’re gone.   Koala’s expression shows fondness, but her eyes remain sad. She hides her face behind her cloak: it’s brown and plain, darker than her messy brown locks. She doesn’t like to stand out; her body may be free now, but her past still shackles her mind.   Embracing her new condition will need time.   Liberty.   Such a simple yet powerful word! Koala doesn’t know if she’ll be up to the task. However, she will train and learn and do anything to improve herself—and later the state of the world.   I will fight for freedom.   Her determination allowed her to join the revolutionaries at a young age, but she knows that things won’t be easy.   Still, I will repay Dragon’s trust.   Koala isn’t the only teen in the Revolutionary Army, though. There is at least another one.   Which was his name, again? Sabo?   Yes, it should be “Sabo.”   The most promising member of the Army.   Or so Koala has heard, at least. Euphoria rushes through her body. Why does she feel like that about him? Sure, Sabo’s reputation precedes him, but she has no reason to be so curious about that specific revolutionary. Yet, whenever people around her speak his name, her heart beats faster.   I wonder what kind of person you are.   The wind was whistling outside when the door of the hall opened again. As everyone went silent, the girl turned around.

[TO BE CONTINUED]

I’ll try to update this multi-chapter story monthly to celebrate the #saboala_hd27cmday event. The original draft of this fanfic is probably my oldest, still unpublished OP story ever, and I felt it was time to finally complete it. I hope you’ll like it even if its plot and characterizations won’t be fully canon!  ^^