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yanderes-galore · 1 year

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Assassination Classroom romantic concept for Asano Gakushu please? He's underrated qwp

I'll see what I got for you :) I'll write about him the best I can based on what I've seen of him, sorry if he's OOC, just let me know how to improve.

Yandere! Asano Gakushu Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Manipulation, Controlling behavior, Stalking mention, Threats, Obsession, Implied violence, Jealousy, Egotistical yandere, Forced relationship, Possessive behavior.

Based on what I've seen of Gakushu, he is one of those yanderes who loves complete and utter control.

He's capable of it with his charismatic tongue and skills, too.

Fittingly enough his yandere traits are very similar to Karma's.

He's less sadistic than Karma, Gakushu is more calculated with manipulation rather than doing it for fun.

Gakushu is Obsessive, Manipulative, Controlling, Possessive, and very Persistent.

Gakushu is a man who likes to win.

He likes to get what he wants.

That includes his darling, whom he no doubt feels is lower than him.

Gakushu is a foil character to Karma I believe, which makes him share some similarities in behavior.

Although Karma doesn't usually see his darling as lower than him.

Gakushu feels like the type of guy to 'kabedon' his darling... y'know? The Japanese trope of pinning someone to a wall?

He likes to control and intimidate his darling, but he does it with such a sweet smile.

He's under the impression it should be easy to get you to fall for him.

After all, he's charismatic, smart, and a natural born leader thanks to his father.

Would you really turn down a guy such as him?

Even if you did, it just makes Gakushu try harder to obtain your heart.

Not only does getting you to like him stroke his ego, but deep down he really does love the chase.

What would make Gakushu obsessive over his darling is the fact you make him work for your affection.

In reality you just don't like him like that, no matter what others say about it.

Gakushu seems like he'd fit the stereotype of the spoiled popular boy who expects to get what he wants, then when he can't get who he wants, he freaks out because they hurt his ego.

You know the trope.

Gakushu is a hard man not to fall for, however.

Every word and action of his exudes charisma.

But he's always planning something.

Gakushu likes to research about his darling.

He gathers info about you like you're yet another subject he studies.

He likes to get others to spy on you then report to him.

Sometimes he himself likes to follow you before cornering you like a hungry beast.

Gakushu, like Karma, knows you've got to be something special to make him so obsessive about you.

He's determined, with all his research, to find it out.

Obviously Gakushu is manipulative.

Others listen to him as though he's a cult leader.

He doesn't mind lying, he doesn't mind breaking a few rules, as long as he wins it's fine.

Winning your heart is his goal and he'll do anything to accomplish it.

After all, the moment his purple irises saw you he knew you had to be his in the end.

Gakushu talks to you in a tone that makes it seem like you're friends.

When he does manage to get you alone he talks to you like he's here to help.

He's all smiles and laughs, gazing at you like a treasure he wants.

He wants to make you drop your guard.

He wants you to trust him so he can keep you to himself.

Gakushu sees nothing wrong with some lies here and there to gain your trust.

He isn't one for physical violence most of the time but he will send others to sabotage rivals.

He doesn't mind verbally taunting others, either.

Gakushu can be nasty with his manipulation.

He'll put together an elaborate plan to keep you to himself, then order others to execute it.

Soon... he'll make you feel alone.

Then you'll have to turn your attention to him.

He hates that you are insistent on refusing his offers.

Don't you realize how much power he has over you? He could outsmart you in an instant!

Just like he's doing now, bribing and blackmailing his way to you.

Gakushu is so controlling.

The moment he forces you to be in a relationship he wants to be your puppeteer.

He guides you with a deceptive tongue and cunning smile.

He claims he loves you, every touch and word more calculated than genuine.

He's more in love with the idea of control at first before genuinely falling for you.

He treats you like his little toy, a doll to kiss and hold all his own.

Gakushu is possessive.

He is a yandere who definitely feels an ownership towards his darling.

When he catches someone trying to get near you, he shuts it off quickly.

The nerve to touch what's his.

Safe to say, whoever talks to you is ruined in any way Gakushu feels like.

Maybe it's their reputation... maybe it's their appearance.

As long as everyone around you is out of the picture, he's happy.

Gakushu is someone who expects constant attention from you.

If he doesn't get it, he'll force it.

He likes to emphasize the fact you're still under him.

Passive comments... cornering you... it thrills him.

Even if you're dating, even if you stand up to him, one thing never changes...

You'll always be his... you're only his, no matter what happens.

#yandere assassination classroom #yandere asano gakushu #yandere gakushu asano

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squeakintothevoid · 27 days

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Bohemian Rhapsody hits different after you go through an existential identity crisis.

I wanna explain what I think of when I listen to this song. (TW: religious trauma, cptsd, and an overabundance of gifs)

"If you can see it there, darling, then it's there."

-Freddie Mercury

This song is an epic hero's journey of a song that deserves to be overrated. 11/10. Freddie is an artistic genius.

Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide No escape from reality

So when you grow up in a traumatic situation (I was abused and neglected by mormon parents) you live in a detached way and learn to never trust yourself. You inevitably get some doubts in the back of your mind about how great and perfect the situation you're raised in actually is, but you don't dare confront these thoughts because that would risk crumbling your sense of security.

But real life comes through and crumbles your foundation anyway like a landslide. You get doubts upon doubts. Oh crap, reality is scary! Santa isn't real! Mormonism sounds a lot like a cult! And I think everyone can relate to realizing that their parents and adults in general are just grown-up kids.

Open your eyes Look up to the skies and see I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy Because I'm easy come, easy go Little high, little low Any way the wind blows Doesn't really matter to me, to me

So you've realized that your security is not a guarantee in life. Now all you can really do is appeal to whatever holds power over you, be it god, your parents, the skies.

"Don't worry guys, I'm no trouble. I'll be good. My feelings don't matter. I'm good with anything you want."

You end up convinced that the people pleasing mask is who you really are. And in this state of being detached from your actual self, you become less capable of feeling much, high or low.

Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger, now he's dead Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooh Didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

But at some point your soul just can't take it anymore, it's been pushed to it's limit. The mask slips, the shelf breaks, the walls come down. You start to realize that what you think might actually be important. You begin to accept the truth. And when you realize you can no longer be this version of you they want you to be, well, it feels like you've died.

Because your whole identity was built on something that wasn't real. Your world's been turned upside down and now you're terrified of disappointing all those people who you've been so desperately trying to please this whole time. Despite everything, a part of you may even care for them and hope their worldview doesn't get shattered for their own sake. Let them carry on with their ways.

Too late, my time has come Sends shivers down my spine Body's aching all the time Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth Mama, ooh (Any way the wind blows) I don't wanna die I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

Freddie writes like he's walking to his own execution. I felt a similar way when I was taking my last flight out of BYU as a fresh nonbeliever to see my mormon family. My anxiety must've thought I was escaping North Korea or something. Because I really didn't know if I was about to lose everything or not. And that last line was way too relatable, which scared me. I actually avoided this song for years because of it.

I also got physically sick several times that last year at BYU from living the double life. Definitely ached all the time, and still do. The body really does keep the score.

I still remember how I felt when I finally faced the truth by reading the CES letter, subconsciously hoping it would shatter my testimony of the LDS church. It felt like walking straight into hell. Which brings us to...

I see a little silhouetto of a man Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango? Thunderbolt and lightning very, very frightening me (Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo Galileo Figaro Magnifico-o-o-o-o

...my SPOOKY MORMON HELL DREAM!

Time to feel guilt like no other! Because part of you still isn't entirely convinced you aren't going to hell! Or at least end up homeless from being kicked out and disowned.

So I see this part of the song as demons taunting you. The demons being your own self-hatred and the subliminal or even direct messaging you got from your authority figures. If I were to transcribe what I hear in these lyrics...

Hey look, a shell of a person!

Keep dancing for me, little bitch! (Scaramouche)

I am so scared of getting punished and hurt!

Ha, loser! You little heretic! (Galileo) You think you're so clever (Figaro) and important (Magnifico)!

So the Galileo, Figaro, Magnifico part is name-calling. Which you fall for because you're sense of self only just sprouted out of the sidewalk that is your mind.

I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me

Still not used to being confident, you attempt to defend yourself, but you're kinda just wallowing in self-pity.

"I swear I don't think I'm better than anyone! I just want to do my own thing! I don't hate the mormon church, I just disagree with it! And you're definitely not the reason I'm in therapy, mom & dad, but I totally understand why you asked! (Aw man, I can't trust my parents at all! I'm hopeless!)"

Wow, real confident.

He's just a poor boy from a poor family Spare him his life from this monstrosity

But the deeper, more real, compassionate, and self-confident part of you knows the truth. It says, okay sure, you are a poor kid. But does any other poor kid deserve to be treated like this? No! Stand up for that kid!

You have to treat this self-assured part of yourself almost as a different sort of being because you don't trust yourself so much. It's not you asserting yourself because that would be selfish of course! So instead, it's god or a little voice or a call that is directing you to be confident. Or it's you being confident but for the sake of a little kid in your exact situation.

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go? Bismillah! No, we will not let you go (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go (Let me go!) Will not let you go (Let me go!) Never let you go (Never, never, never, never let me go) Oh oh oh oh No, no, no, no, no, no, no

Because you're not self-assured yet, the self-doubting & self-loathing parts of you war against the self-confident parts that know what's right for you. So you feel like you're doing mental gymnastics. What's wrong and right anymore? Is it really okay to drink coffee? Is it okay to throw out spoiled milk? Do I deserve a raincoat? Might my parents actually be...bad at parenting?

Notice that the high-pitched angel-like voices that were standing up for him transform into his own voice. "Let him go" becomes "let ME go." It's like those parts are integrating into a whole and you're realizing you genuinely think you deserve better.

Oh, mamma mia, mamma mia (Mamma mia, let me go) Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me

You want your parents (mamma mia!) or whoever is holding power over you to just change and accept you so you don't have to stand up to them. But that ain't necessarily happening. You cannot control them. You can't control anything but you. Not having control is scary! You can lose everything!

But with everything lost, you're the only thing left. Just you. But you can still think for yourself, control yourself. For the first time in this search of who you're supposed to be, you realize that you were there all along. And that feels powerful. You might even wanna stand up for yourself.

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye? So you think you can love me and leave me to die? Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

Cue permission to be ANGRY. You aren't being fooled anymore, you see what they've done to you. And now that you actually see yourself as valuable, you're not gonna take that shit anymore. "Yes dad, I am an exmormon. Yes, that does convey a sense of animosity. I did buy new shoes for myself so that I don't hurt my feet. And I like drinking tea and watching R-rated movies." I'm such a rebel.

Ooh, ooh yeah, ooh yeah Nothing really matters Anyone can see Nothing really matters Nothing really matters to me Any way the wind blows

Before, nothing mattered to you because you were only shown how to be a doormat. Now, nothing matters to you because you're only doing what you want now, nobody else's opinions really matter. I know what's important now, so life can come at me bro. I'm not what other people think of me, my talents, my failures, my achievements, nada. I'm just me and I'm gonna do whatever and quit worrying about being worthy all the time. You do you. Leave me to me. Any way the wind blows.

Of course, trauma means you fall back into the same patterns a lot and keep having to remember your worth, so life's not all wrapped up with a bow now. But, once you realize your opinions and feelings matter, it's hard to put the toothpaste back in the tube. There is nothing that can convince me to run back to the Mormons. But I do keep finding time and time again more ways in which I still don't fully trust myself. It's hard feeling like I'm going in circles finding shortcomings I didn't even know were there, but I feel like I'm spiraling up now.

So that's my exmormon/cptsd-fueled interpretation of Bohemian Rhapsody. It really is such a great song with so many interpretations. Some songs you remember the first time hearing it and even fewer songs get even better as you go back to it, you know? Anyway, thanks for reading and tolerating the gifs!

#bohemian rhapsody #song interpretation #exmormon #identity #nihilism #existential crisis #exmo #queen band #freddie mercury #song lyrics #cptsd #self discovery

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writer-in-theory · 2 years

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a comprehensive guide to my thoughts on billy hargrove

so obviously i've gotten a lot of questions about why i feel the way i do about this character, and i've decided to make this guide with eventual updates so i can link to this instead of having to type the same things out each and every single time. from now on i'll really be limiting the asks i answer about this unless you're asking about specific points or trying to bring up good kind conversation other than "why the hell do you like this guy?"

also as a disclaimer i'm trying my best to get the right words out but frankly there are so many better well-worded people who can and have explained this much better than i ever could but i will certainly give my own take now. this isn't everything, i'll update more as i think of more points to make but this is what i have so far.

LAST EDITED: 8/15/2022

"why do you like him?" well, i relate to him for short. i can see pieces of myself in this character, pieces that aren't normally represented on screen in this way. not all victims of trauma become meek and shy (though that is ofc a valid response), some end of lashing out and becoming angry, especially when they're still heavily experiencing said trauma.

"but he's so angry and aggressive. he abused max." what do we know about billy's home life? his mom left when he was around 10-ish after his dad accused her of cheating and hit her. we know that she left billy with that same man and cut off contact with him. we know that man moved billy away from california where he presumably had an entire support system already built of friends, teachers, coaches, whatever else. we know he was out of place from the second he landed in hawkins, putting him on the defensive immediately. we know that his dad is abusive toward him, physically and emotionally. his dad punishes him when his step-sister doesn't follow the rules. i mean hell, in season 3 there was a lock outside his door to lock him in his bedroom from the outside. that's a lot for one person, especially someone between the ages of 10-18. i would be angry too. in fact, a common trauma response especially when said trauma is abuse like that, is anger. violence is what he knows. the one person who was meant to love him physically hurt him, of course he doesn't have reasonable ways to express his own emotions beyond that. does that mean he's not capable of ever learning healthier ways to do that? no! but the kid is just that, a child, and he's still living in that home.

as for max, i truly just don't see where he was ever abusive. him speeding his car toward the party? it was shitty, but do you actually think billy was prepared to do serious prison time just to prove a point to max? of course not, that's ridiculous. he was scaring her and it was a shitty move but again, not abusive. abusive implies regular repeated traumas. he grabbed her arm roughly. okay. my brother and i get into physical altercations all the heckin' time, ones that are far worse than that. it's...what siblings do. he told her he breaks things when she doesn't listen. okay, and what did that sound like to you? really go back and listen to that line as it's delivered again. it sounds stilted, sounds like he's almost parroting back to her something he's heard repeatedly. something like...maybe what neil says to him. billy knows if max doesn't listen to the rules then he gets hurt, so of course he's in survival mode and will say whatever necessary to not get hurt.

he calls her shitbird. again, okay? siblings are terrible to each other sometimes idk what to tell you. in fact, there's even a scene where he tells her they're siblings and they need to look out for each other even if they don't like it, showing that he's trying.

"but he's racist and homophobic." i truly don't know where the homophobic bit came from. as far as i know, he's never said anything remotely homophobic and in fact a homophobic slur has been used against him.

as for the racism. yeah, threatening a kid was a shitty move and i'll never defend that. but really please look at everything he's saying, he's trying to protect max in the only way he knows how.

'did he cause you any trouble? then why are you so upset?' 'why do you care?' 'because we're family now.' that scene sure as hell doesn't seem like bad intentions here. he saw a kid upsetting her, he's trying to find out what's happening.

'this is serious shit. something you learn is that there's certain types of people in this world you stay away from.' i can see how this would be taken that way, and it's shit it really is. but pulling from dacre's interviews he constantly says he never wanted to play billy as purely racist himself, and i'm using that argument because people use the actor's intentions and interviews all the time for others, so why not billy? what this sounds to me is that he's looking out for max again, that he's trying to keep her from learning that lesson herself. it sounds to me like neil is a racist piece of shit and took it out on billy until he learned it himself. 'this is serious shit' and he looks almost afraid amongst the anger. like he knows just what neil would do if anyone else saw that. max has been spared from neil's hand this entire time, but who's to say that this won't be the instigator?

"but he beat up steve without good reason." i don't know, i think he had good reason. we have the benefit as an audience of knowing steve beyond reputation and seeing why exactly max was there. so let's take a second and look at it from what billy knows and sees.

he knows his sister disappeared for hours after answering the front door. he finds her in the middle of the woods at night with a guy his age. a guy who has a reputation for being 'king' of hawkins and getting all the girls. he knows that she's there because he saw her, and he knows that steve is standing there lying that she's not there and most importantly, not letting billy see her. that's shady as fuck and as an older sibling if that ever happened to my younger, i'd be kicking the ass of anyone who dared to do that.

"but he threatened lucas." again, he was already having an adrenaline rush from thinking she was in danger. he already tried to warn max and that wasn't working so i see how he got to well maybe try getting the guy to back off. it wasn't right or okay by any means but i understand how he got there. and he easily could have hit lucas, but he didn't. all of his threats were empty, almost as if...he was only making them for survival purposes.

"he deserved to die. why should he get redemption?" he was barely 18 when he died. he was a child, a child who spent at least 7 years experiencing severe abuse. he was isolated and alone and he died that way too. think about it. really, is anything that he did so truly unredeemable? he was angry, he lashed out, but all of that can change if he got the proper support and time. if he got out of that house, if he got help, if he was able to build a network of friends who understood him, i truly think he would be able to change. i've seen people like that in real life be able to make that change, i've seen MYSELF make changes like that. but it took each of us getting away from the trauma and getting massive amounts of support and time. billy wasn't afforded a single one of those in the show.

"but i don't like him." and that's fine. i'm never asking anyone to like a character just because i do. but what i AM asking is that you don't send me hate for liking him, for trying to understand my point of view here.

"but i have more questions or more points to debate!" okay, let's go! i love talking about it, and i love having my opinions and views challenged in a healthy, considerate way. if you don't come attack me, then i won't lash out at you, right? i want to talk about this, so send me an ask, shoot me a dm if you're over 18, let's go.

#billy hargrove #fandom wank #fandom discourse

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musecaravan-info · 8 months

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Ealdwine

"Every act of creation is first an act of destruction." ~ Pablo Picasso ~

Basic Information

FACE/BODY CLAIM: Idris Elba

AGE: Old; was born in the mid-500's CE

EYES: Dark Brown

HAIR: Black; there's a bit of peppering, but it's more noticeable in his beard because he keeps his head cut VERY close to his head

HEIGHT: 6'2

PRIMARY OUTFIT: Ealdwin's fashion sense would probably be described as 'homey' or 'down to earth.' He likes corduroy, linen, wool, etc. The fabric choices are a bit 'new age' and he probably gives off that vibe a little. The only difference being that he's not really flashy or colorful. He likes earth tones, and burnished metals, for example. And he's much rather wear uncut/unpolished stones rather than shiny/sparkly ones.

Personality

Ealdwine can initially come off as a little gruff, but if you share a story or two with him, he warms up quickly. Once you’ve earned his friendship, he’s a good guy to have on your side. He’s the kind of friend who’ll help you move books… or help you move bodies.

Sometimes he takes himself too seriously - you won’t often catch him laughing at jokes made at his expense. However, he does enjoy a good joke and is happy to share in the laughter… as long as it’s not directed at him.

Abilities

Long-Lived - Ealdwine doesn’t know how long his lifespan will be, so even after all this time he tries to live each day to the fullest.

Potion-brewing - There isn’t anything he CAN’T brew - whether or not he WILL is an entirely different story.

Scrying - This is usually done with a potion he mixes up himself and then pours over a highly-polished silver mirror.

Green Thumb - Although he can’t grow whatever he wants whenever he chooses, Ealdwine has an uncanny ability to grow things a fraction faster and a fraction better than other people.

Human with the Sight - Despite his age, Ealdwine usually ‘reads’ as human to other supernatural characters who have the ability to sense such things. Thanks to the faerie soul within him, he’s capable of seeing things that others don’t think or expect him to see.

Good Listener - A natural trait that comes from being a bartender.

Weaknesses

Iron - While not as deadly to him as it was to his faerie counterpart, pure iron can affect Ealdwine’s supernatural abilities, weakening or disrupting them.

Humanity - While he does heal faster than a typical human, Ealdwine IS still human. He can be killed just like any other human… it’s just harder to do.

Romance

Technically, Ealdwine is pansexual/panromantic - meaning he has no preferences regarding how someone identifies or how they look physically. However, first and foremost he is Demi when it comes to both romance and sex. He needs to feel fully comfortable with someone as a friend and platonic companion before he’s willing to take things further. Once he’s reached that point, he becomes a man who dotes on his lover - creating special potions, giving small tokens of affection, offering lots of subtle public displays of affection (like forehead kisses and hand squeezing.)

Where to Find Him

Usually at his pub

Also sometimes in the forest gathering potion ingredients

Occasionally a bookstore or tea shop

Verses

Just because a verse isn't listed here doesn't mean I'm not interested in writing it. I adore all kinds of AUs, and welcome the chance to get creative with my muses. If you've seen a verse that another of my muses has, and you'd like to see this muse in something similar, let me know. You can also check out my 'Plot Ideas' tag, too. ^_^

Main Verse:

Ealdwine is a witch - none of this ‘warlock’ stuff, thanks. And no, he didn’t have to sell his soul to anyone to get his powers. Well… sort of. He did make a bargain, but it wasn’t for his soul, visa versa actually. Once he was a humble farmer, and one day while searching for a lost lamb, he happened across a dying faerie… one who didn’t wish to die. After some convincing (and bargaining) Ealdwine agreed to let the faerie’s soul reside alongside his own. In the beginning, they were two separate souls, but over the centuries their essences have melded creating a singular, unique individual. These days, Ealdwine runs a pub called “The Tree of Life” where he mostly keeps to himself. However, for the right price, he can brew you up something special.

Current/Ongoing Threads

If your thread with Ealdwine isn't listed here it's probably because it's been long enough since your last reply that I thought you'd dropped it. Message me to let me know you're still interested, and I'll happily add you to the list (with no pressure for a reply.) ♡

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There's not anything I can think of for Ealdwine at the moment. If things come up as I begin to write with him, I'll add those thigs here and make a post to let y'all know. :)

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pure-kirarin · 3 years

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Slow & Steady [P2] [Sabo x f!reader] (+18)

Genre : Romance - Smut - Bestfriends to lovers General warnings : Alcohol consumption - Dark themes - Swearing - S m u t - possessiveness - Mention of ex-relationships - jealousy

A/N : This is really different from my usual writing style but I am experimenting. Please tell me your thoughts and don’t hesitate to ask to be added to the tag list :) AO3 : https://archiveofourown.org/works/31877203?view_full_work=true

In the last chapter -- «-Enough playing now, you're going to sleep. -B-but ! This wasn't what I asked for....You're really a coward after all...You virgin... » He carried you to his room, putting you on the bed and sitting next to you. «-I'd love to prove you wrong. However, it would be better if you were in a state where you'd be able to recall how good I am. If you want me to fuck you this badly then maybe ask me when you're sober.

Part I - Part II

Part II -Yeah yeah...Pff..You're no fun Sabo. Things were finally getting interesting ! »

He smiled seeing that you were now calmer. You started to yawn and bury your face in his pillow. He loved to see you getting so comfortable in his room. He really needed a cold shower after your little show. -Goodnight (Y/N). I'll sleep on the couch. You can get comfortable. -Are you crazyy ? You gonna leave me alone like this ? Let's sleep together~ -Come on (Y/N), you're a big girl. You could sleep alone for one night, would you ? Translation : I don't want to spend the whole night with a semi. And you're dangerously flirty, and I have wanted you for years and now I have to abstain.

-Pleaaaase. You said looking at him with puppy eyes. He rolled his eyes placing a hand in his hair. God.damn.it.

You won again. Like every time. * * * You opened your eyes hardly next day, feeling something hard against your thigh. You looked at the ceiling

Oh...I am not in my room...Where the fuck am I ?

you turn around only to discover the embodiment of Adonis to your side. A light beam was lighting up Sabo's face. He looked like an angel as his beauty couldn't be that of a human.

Was he always this handsome ?

You didn't know, in fact, you have never had the occasion to wake up in his bed. Wait, in his bed ? This realization came slowly as your head was still foggy from yesterday's consumption.

You looked down, the thing that was pressing against your leg was indeed :

his thing.

You frowned, blushed, pulled away, put a hand on your lips repressing an internal scream, all of this in around three seconds. You then tried to calm down, telling yourself that it was very normal for a man to experience this kind of morning unconviniences, and that Sabo was a man, after all. Even if you have always seen him as a bestfriend, he was still a man that is capable of physical attraction.

Now that this internal monologue was done with, you felt a bit calmer, but that didn't answer your question. You got out of bed, trying to recall what happened after going in the bar. And it came back. All of it. Without any mercy for your feelings.

You wanted the ground to swallow you whole. Your only wish was to disappear which meant : calling Nami. You headed out of the house, not even having the courage to face your bestfriend.

« Namiiiii -Uh ? What's the matter ? -I fucked up. I fucked up really bad. -Oh yeah ? Tell me about it. -Wait, why do you seem excited ? -O-oh I'm not excited. Come on tell me. What else could you have possibly done ? -I asked Sabo to fuck me. -Wait what ? You could hear Vivi ask Nami about what happened and her answering « She asked Sabo to fuck her ». -Nami ! Don't go on telling everyone about this. I'm on my way. -For starters, Vivi isn't « everyone », she's my girlfriend. And I'm here waiting for you to tell me what happened. -Wait, I'll come at your place. This can't be discussed over the phone. »

You hung up on her. Ten minutes later, you were at her place. Extremely confused. Nami was painting her nails bright red on the bed while Vivi was sitting comfortably on a chair. You let your whole body weight fall on a lounge pug, tourmented. «-So tell me how you and Sabo ended up fucking. She emphasized the last word in a way that made you almost choke on air. -We didn't actually. Nami and Vivi both sighed in a synchronized « Ah » of disappointment. -So hmm...I don't remember clearly. I was really drunk-- well that you're aware of and...And Sabo didn't want to leave me alone so we went to his place. Ace was at Thatch's so we were alone. We hugged and he comforted me. Then I started teasing him, and I don't know what I was thinking, but I kissed him, and then I asked him to fuck me. -Wow that escalated quickly. Said Nami as she continued painting her nails.

-Well, I was heartbroken, I needed something, someone, and he was there, and you know Sabo, he's a good guy ! I don't know what's worse, the fact that I asked him to fuck me or the fact that he said no.

-Oh god I'm so so sorry

- Nami please don't make things worse for me.

-No offense, but you're so dense. Sabo has always been into you. Do you want him, or do you not ? I know that going right into a relationship after a breakup is a bad idea. But honestly it's worth giving it a shot. He's a really good guy. Try dating someone nice for once.

-I don't know, he has something unsettling about him. Like « almost too good to be true » you know ? Added Vivi.

-Ohhh~ I see. Honestly, I always thought that he was a bit prude and hella vanilla. I mean, yes, he's my best friend. But he has never talked about girls to me or about sexual stuff. So I just assumed that. I never thought that he'd be packin' like that. You said as you popped a lollipop in your mouth.

-Ah ? Was it really that impressive ? asked Nami, genuinely curious.

-Yeah. On a scale from 0 to doflamingo he's a solid eight point seventy five. (*)

-Oh gosh. I understand why you're so worked up now.

-That's really...precise. Added Vivi, a bit horrified.

(*) [ The dear reader might need this clarification ; Doflamingo was Law's uncle, he sometimes came to pick him up after uni with his luxurious lamborghini. He wore extremely tight pants that left little to the imagination. And he was most known among your clique for having a nine incher. It was a running joke wether to know if Law got his uncle's genes. Needless to say that this joke wasn't to Law's taste. Now back to our adorable Y/N. ]

-So. I really don't know what to do. I am still heartbroken. -And horny. Added the ginger. -Yeah, that too. I'm afraid of ruining our friendship. -Listen dear, said Nami as she was closing the nail polish bottle, if you're not going for it, someone else would. And trust me, that girl Koala is upping her game. She's going to steal him right in front of your eyes, just like this - and she snapped her fingers. -Oh, and then, you can forget about being « best friends ». Said Vivi adding fuel to the fire. -Yeah, once he's gonna start dating, he won't have too much time for you-- and then, that Koala girl, my god, she seems extremely possessive ! -No way, your voice was detached, trying to act is if you weren't worried, Sabo has never dated any girl before.- -Yes but he seems to get along with that girl. And to be honest, she's kinda cute.

-Nami ! Vivi pinched her forearm playfully, pretending to be jealous.

-That hurt ! And don't be jealous, you know that you're my only one~

-Hmm...I prefer that. Vivi laughed. You started caughing reclaiming for their attention.

-Attention please ! We're discussing my dick-appointment here.

-Jesus you're really annoying, (Y/N), just go for it already.

-How much did he pay you to tell me this huh ?

-What ? He didn't pay me ! You're just always getting your heart broken. I'm just trying to be a good friend.

-Say that you are trying to get rid of her~ Jokes Vivi.

-Vivi, don't expose me like this- Nami plays along while laughing.

-I hate you girls ! You say as you throw a pillow on Nami. The ginger starts complaining that you messed her Nail polish, and the whole scene metamorphosed into a pillow fight.

* * *

You spent the whole day with the girls, chit-chatting about boys and girls and playing stupid games. You felt way more comfortable now, less ashamed. However, you were surprised because you didn't get a message from your bestfriend. You wondered wether he was mad at you, it wasn't in his habits.

You decided to message Ace [click for conversation] [ (Y/N) : Heyy amigo is Sabo ok ? Did he tell u smth abt yesterday ? Ace : Ouch, your hurting my feelings, </3 Only talking to me to ask about my brother~ Yea hes okay why tho ? (Y/N) : Ooo kay. He's home ? Ace : He is. Why don't u directly text him ? (Y/N) : Don't tell him I asked. Btw I didn't forget about those 10 bucks you « borrowed » from me. Give it back.] He didn't answer. You sighed and decided to go see Sabo to settle things down. It was the first time that you were embarrassed to see your best friend. You dressed up in a black skirt and t shirt. You didn't usually pay attention to your looks when you went to hang out at Sabo's, but you were really stressed out and what the girls have said about Koala made you scared of losing him. After all, you had some abandonment issues. You had to settle this down once and forever. You arrived at the guy's place, it was an apartment not so far from your own student flat. You knocked on the door and Ace opened : -Ohhh, (Y/N), he whistles, lookin' like a girl today huh ? -What are you implying you dumbass ? Where's Sabo ? -He's in his room with Koala.- -Wait what ? Koala ? What is she doing here ? Ace raised an eyebrow then said amused ; -I don't know, go ask him yourself. -You're useless as usual. -Always so sweet. You on your period or something ? -I didn't forget about my twenty bucks by the way. -I said I'm goin' to pay you back alright ? Now go talk to Sabo. You and Ace were always teasing each other in a brotherly way, but in reality, he really cared for you, it was just your usual way of communication. But it was true that knowing that Koala was in Sabo's room put you in a bad mood. You knocked on the door with a knot in your stomach. Did they start dating ? Was Sabo interested in her ? These ideas were torturing you. But why did you care anyways ? It was none of your business. He could date whoever he wants. You opened the door but there was only Sabo relaxing on his bed, still fully clothed. « - Sabo ?-Oh, (Y/N), what brings you here ? -Why ? Do I need a reason to see my best friend ? He sits on bed looking at you. He doesn't fail to notice your cute outfit, it was different from your usual sweatpants and hoodies, the way it complemented your figure was almost too much for him. Just that sight was driving him insane, but his face didn't betray his emotions, like always, he acted friendly, not an ounce of lust in his dark ebony eyes. You took place next to him. He smelled good, you thought. The same fresh minty smell as last time. Did he always smell this good ? -(Y/N) ?Huh ? Is everything okay ? His voice seemed concerned.He cared for you. And you had those stupid immature and posessive thoughts. Get a grip of yourself, (Y/N), you thought. -Oh yea-- wasn't Koala here ? Ace told me you were with her.

You tried so hard to act like you didn't care, but he knew you like the back of his hand. But still, he played along. -Hmm..Yes. She just left. I was going out as well. He says with a sweet smile, looking at his watch. You couldn't help but make a disappointed face. -But Sabo I wanted to - I'm really sorry (Y/N), let's talk later. He ruffles your hair and you close your eyes as he does so. You felt stressed out. What happened exactly ? You felt intimidated in his presence for the first time. You wanted him to stay and talk this out. It was a bit awkward for you now. You never thought too much. As he was going out of the room you held the fabric of his coat tight in your hand ; -Sabo- -Hum ? Need me to drop you somewhere ? -N-no. You let his sleeve go, realizing what you have just done, I'll stay a bit then go back home. Don't worry about me. -Alright then. See you later ? -Yeah. See ya. ]

You looked at Sabo go away and you followed him shortly after. Meanwhile Ace was sitting on the couch and watching some movies. You went back home and was quite tormented. It wasn't the right time to worry as you had your assignments and studies to deal with. On one hand, you didn't even have the time to think of your ex boyfriend and his cheating but on the other, you felt like you were let down by Sabo. But why ? He didn't do anything. He just found himself a new friend and a potential new girlfriend.

He didn't even talk about her, but why where you so upset by him meeting her ? After all, he had the right to date just like you always did.

A few days have passed and you didn't get the chance to talk to Sabo. Your exams were getting closer and closer and you didn't feel ready.

Usually, Sabo would help you with your assignments but you were too scared to ask. You realized how much you relied on him and how he has been always there for you.

Who were you exactly to him ?

Maybe you took him for granted.

As you were on your bed looking at the ceiling and trying to collect every drop of motivation in your system to study, you heard your phone ring. It was Sabo's ringtone ! ----- Tag list : @vemuabhi @chloe-abbacchio @mwls-garden @soanywaysistartedsimping If you wanna get tagged just ask for it :)

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