#Assassination Classroom drabbles

[astrialuvs]

Headcanons for Akabane Karma as Himself | as a Friend | as a Lover

➻ PAIRING : akabane karma x reader

➻ CONTENT WARNING : my headcanons to these red-haired boy 😗🫶 pt. 2

➻ WORD COUNT : 1119 words

a/n: i'm sorry for the late upload (hehe). idrk when will i post the last..

another a/n: i might uplaod my hcs for gakushuu too (idk when)  😅

He boinks a book at you when he notices you dozing off, even though you invited him for a review at the library.

It was expected that his presence at a study session you had organized would boost your motivation to review more. However, the sheer boredom of you—the library and staleness, with lamps flickering in—created by such a dull background was working against you. However, as you focused on your notes, fatigue set in, and your eyelids began to droop.

On the other side of the table, Karma was partially immersed in his world, playing video games on his phone. He watched you fight against the advancing wave of sleep without your knowledge. His mind, however, was unconventional and quick to find new approaches even in silence, so he selected some method of making you stay awake.

Karma smiled slyly as he picked up a nearby book and figured out its direction before throwing it at you. The book hit softly against your head with a ‘boink.’ The shock hit you suddenly, and you glared at him aggressively.

"Karma, really?" you cried out, massaging the area of your head where the book hit.

He stared at you innocently, as if amazed. He quipped, "Hey! You were drifting off. Just doing my part to keep you alert and focused." His reply made you scoffed.

The unexpected wake-up call worked. The interruption caused by Karma had effectively broken down your sleepiness, which was looming large over you. Even if his approach was a little absurd, your lips curled slightly as you realized that, despite the circumstances, Karma had managed to maintain punctuality and spontaneous stimulation throughout the study.

Who's your rival in academics, sports, or video games, but expect a healthy dose of rivalry.

Under the dim light of Karma's gaming console screen, you and Karma were fighting in a video game. The room was alive with the rhythm of powerful blasts from controllers and the overdrive sound of your playful outcasts.

When the unreal battle appeared on screen, Karma couldn't help but smile knowingly. He teased, "Are you prepared to go down this round?" He touched the control with his fingers.

You countered with a confident smile. "I suppose we will find out. I hope you've been reviewing what you've learned, Karma."

The taunting was competitive, with each of you attempting to manipulate and navigate around the other in the video game. Laughter and occasional shouts of victory or defeat filled the room.

Despite intense competition, you and Karma maintained a tacit understanding. Each of you was respectful of the other's gaming abilities, which elevated the game beyond mere contention. Each action received either a respectful agreement or a quick-witted look, as if to emphasize the importance of jest in this competitive environment where fun was the ultimate goal.

Throughout the game, however, Karma managed to gain a foothold on you in a spectacular manner. He declared triumphantly, "Guess I won this time."

"Very good Karma. But the night is just beginning, and you still have a long way to go towards victory."

Whom you two have your own language and gestures, such as all-knowing smirks and eye signals.

You and Karma were always caught in an unusual act of communication while inside a gathering. A conversation, laughter, and the clinking of glasses filled the room, but the two of you conversed silently.

At that point, a mutual wink or fugitive eye signal was sufficient, as was your own secret code that went beyond written language. Those who were preoccupied with other people's conversations were unaware of the silent little communicative move that occurred between you and Karma, during which a sense of trust and unity developed.

Karma suddenly poured an all-knowing smirk on your face as you two shared that moment when nothing was said and no words were required. This was a language born out of shared experiences, inside jokes, and an unwritten oath that would grow stronger over time.

Whether it was a response to the ongoing conversation, a lighthearted joke, or simply two people having fun together, the smiles and eye movements were enough. It became a testament to your friendship, like a secret code known only to the two of you.

Who flicks your forehead at very random moments, whether at a serious moment, when you are spaced out, or eating.

Sitting in the library among rows of textbooks, which you shared with Karma during serious discussions about upcoming exams. He raised his brow with a mischievous look in his eyes, taking advantage of the opportunity while you were deep in conversation with him.

He suddenly warned you, "Watch out!" before flicking your forehead in an unexpected but friendly gesture.

You blinked in surprise and laughed. "Karma? Come on. I'm trying to concentrate here!"

"Absolutely! Distraction helps keep the mind alert and focused.

* * *

The following week, during a quiet moment in the school courtyard, Karma appeared beside you.

He quipped jokingly, "More deep thinking?" and hit you again on the forehead to emphasize his point.

You smiled childishly and shot at him. "Am I not allowed to get away from your forehead flicks?"

"What's the big deal about that?" he inquired, an enticing smile forming in his eyes.

* * *

With a flick, Karma took advantage of even the most casual lunch you two had together in your school cafeteria, for example, when you were about to bite on your sandwich.

"Karma!" You cried, partly laughing and partly protesting.

"Can't get away from that, it turns normal circumstances into extraordinary ones!"

As a result, Karma's forehead flicks have become an integral part of your daily conversations. These playful actions, whether trying to be serious or comical in nature, made your friendship have good moments between laughs and joy as if knitted on quicksilver.

Whom you share your "teas" and gossips with.

You and Karma were seated in a quiet nook of the local cafe, enjoying gentle conversation while smelling freshly brewed coffee and hearing distant murmurs. In that safe space, the "teas" and gossip flowed freely like threads woven for people's sheer amusement and trust.

How remarkable was it that, facing each other, you leaned forward, eager to share current events, even if they were scandalous. Karma began this exchange with a wink of the eye and in secret, initially sublimating it into a joke.

"All right, it's tea time. What is the most juicy detail about the incriminating rumor you have?"

As a result, the conversation became filled with laughter and animated faces. You would occasionally make comical observations about your classmates, teachers, and other characters in your lives.The teas shared were an entertaining mix of witty retorts, secrets offered and whispered, and bantered conspiracies.

[aphroditesswan]

New request if that's okay with u :)

Can I request a fem!reader or gn!reader where they are insecure abt there face since they get random pimple, so they cover there face with a face mask.

Fandom: assassination classroom

Character: Nagisa

Platonic or romantic is fine either way!!

Have a nice day/night

ignore him 

nagisa shiota x fem reader 

warning: insecurities, karma akabane. need i say more. 

summary : you wake up with a nasty pimple on you one day and decide to wear a mask to school until it clears up or you’re able to pop the nasty thing.

genre : fluff 

notes : can u tell that i HATEEEE acne. bane of my existence i swear. this can be seen as platonic or romantic!! no mention of crushes or an established relationship, just nagisa being his sweet self. 

requested : yes!! thank you omg ur like my favorite requester EVERRR i love ur brain 

waking up with acne was the WORST. the most dreadful thing that’s ever happened to you. 

okay, maybe not but it’s still terrible. 

you had school today, it was only tuesday so you’d have to sit the entire week with a big gross zit on your face. 

you searched frantically for something, anything to cover the stupid thing up. you were ever so conveniently out of the cute heart and star shaped acne stickers that could at least pass off as an accessory and no make up could cover this up. 

finally you found a face mask, and while it wasn’t the most flattering thing right now, it would have to work. 

you put it on, rushing out the door since you know the walk up the mountain would be dreadful. 

once you finally got to the top, catching your breathe, kayano called out to you as she started to speed walk up to you. 

“hey! you’ve never looked so tired while walking up here, whats-… what are you wearing.” 

she looked at you with a blank expression, staring at the black doctors mask that covered your face. 

“what do you mean?” you asked, playing it cool. or dumb. 

“you’re joking right?? you’re way too pretty to be wearing that thing, take it off!” 

she reached out to your face, you promptly backing up. nagisa and karma were strolling in only a couple steps behind kayano, both also taking note of the mask on your face. karma could care less, nagisa was just confused. 

“why are you even wearing that thing??” “no reason!” 

“what are you hiding under there!!” 

kayano asked, and suddenly karma was interested. 

“oh so you got something to hide? c’mon, take the mask off.” 

he smirked, a rather scary expression as he reached out to you and again, you backed away. 

“what the- stop that, you look like a predator!” 

“like,, an animal?” nagisa asked, sincerely hoping you did not just say karma looked like a pedophile. 

“no.” “sigh.” 

nagisa just shook his head at your comments, plus the usual bickering between you and karma since he was an ass and you liked to give him the occasional taste of his own medicine. 

you went through the day with minimal teasing, ready to go home and spend almost all night getting rid of this pimple. as soon as the bell rang, you sprang up, you would’ve been out the door if it wasn’t for korosensei grabbing you with one of his tentacles, holding you back while he finished his statement. you pulled out the anti korosensei knife, going to hit him but he shook you around, knocking the knife out of your hand. 

“patience is a virtue, children! it seems that’s something we’ll have to work on, ms.[last name].” 

you rolled your eyes, korosensei putting you down once everyone began to actually leave. 

you hurried down the mountain, eager to get home when nagisa stopped you, holding onto your shoulder to bring your steps to a halt. it freaked you out a bit how he was able to get there without you even hearing him. 

“slow down! are you okay? you wore that mask all day.” 

he asked, frowning in concern. you sighed, crossing your arms under your chest. 

“i have a pimple that’s it, i just really wanna get home and take care of it.” 

you spoke, nagisa nodding in understanding. 

“here… you just leave it alone when you get home and i’ll be there in a bit! i’ve got something for you, don’t worry.” 

he smiled at you and it was his turn to rush off, leaving you a bit confused. 

you finally got home, changing and showering as quickly as you could but oddly enough listening to nagisa when he told you to leave it alone. after a bit, there was a soft knock at your front door. you answered of course after confirming through the peephole that it was nagisa and he bowed before entering. he had changed out of his school uniform but it looked as if he hadn’t done much other than that. he had a small bag with him but it looked pretty full. 

“i hope you didn’t wait too long, i did tell you i’d bring something though. here, give me a sec!” 

he took his shoes off, looking around a bit before taking your hand and dragging you to your bathroom and to the mirror. 

he placed the bag on the counter, reaching into it to pull out the craziest variety of skin care products, along with what looked like a list. 

“here we gooo… this is a kind of… instruction manual. it just tells you how to layer your products and stuff.” 

“oh wow… how do you know all this?” 

“uh, my mom mainly. but uhm, why do you think my skins so clear all the time? i know most guys don’t do this, but me and isogai have gotten karma and maehara in on it so far! don’t tell anyone, but it’s really the secret to how isogai gets all those compliments.” 

nagisa continued to speak as you watched in astonishment, seeing him take out container after container along with a serum or two. 

“don’t worry, i’ll show you everything this time around.” 

he smiled at you, washing his hands and drying them before he touched the products and your face at that. he motioned for you to sit up on the counter, and of course you did. he seemed to be oddly good at this, not that you were complaining. it was nice to have someone who could teach you this stuff and hopefully you wouldn’t have to worry about a pimple for a long time.

[mindless-existence1]

Master List of Masterlists

Includes: Jujutsu Kaisen, My Hero Academy, IF, Spiderman, Deadpool and Wolverine, Criminal minds, Assassination Classroom, rottmnt, Twisters, and more to be included!

☆This will be updated as I continue to make stories!☆

☆This includes Mini Masterlists of different fandoms that have a lot of fics and it includes fandoms where I only have one or two fits written for them☆

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☆Kinktober 2024 MasterList☆

Mha Masterlist

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Jujutsu Kaisen

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Rottmnt

Criminal Minds

Spiderman

Deadpool x Wolverine

Deadpool x Wolverine Honda Odessy Scene smut

IF

Headcannons- Calvin/reader, Blossum/reader (sperate) platonic or romantic, Guardian Dog Platonic fluff

Assassination Classroom

Imagine Karma x short reader imagines fluff

Karma Akabane NSFW Alphabet smut

Twisters-2024

Tyler Owens x reader cockwarming kinktober

[kodentsimp]

Calling you slut/whore I guess idk its like 2:59 am

NSFW minors-nvm I'm a minor myself read at your own risk i guess first time writing on this app 😵: afab!reader x various male Characters

Oh god.. you're going to make me cum soon if you keep making those sounds.. biting your neck as he slams his cock faster inside you ah~ fuck~ That's it my little slut, cum on this cock~! he said as his movements becoming more rougher, still thrusting into you deeper, Such a dirty little whore aren't you? he growls as he pounds into you faster. He wasn't going to stop until he had you begging him to...

Scaramouche Blade Karma Ryuunosuke Overhaul Ajax Diluc Kokushibo Nathaniel Norwell cough-Keyaru daniel dickens Chae yul bakugo kamisato ayato levi and dni if you must idc Edgar valden!!👏

[bluecloudsandpinksnow]

strawberry milk (akabane karma x reader)

summary:

He likes it. It’s his favorite brand and you are so good at this ‘communicating’ thing. You’re pretty sure Karma said something after that, but currently, you are on cloud nine and you can barely process the words over your feelings of success.

You would have fist pumped and yelled ‘sublime’ too, had he not waved a hand in front of your face in concern.

“Hey, are you okay? You’re acting kinda- weird?”

Okay, you did not respond fast enough, what did he even say before that? You shake your head and prepare the fastest, most soundproof response you can muster.

“Sorry, I fell down the stairs this morning.” fandom: Assassination Classroom by Yûsei Matsui pairing: akabane karma x gender-neutral! reader warnings: none, unless you count second hand embarrassment notes: - cross posted on ao3 under the same name - first fic ever posted for me, i have more plans n drafts for this universe already but that depends on my motivation lmao - i hope you have as much fun reading as i had writing --- START ---

Mustering up the last bits of courage you can, you pull the two tetra packs from your bag and abruptly stand up.

Unfortunately for you, your chair screeches against the floorboard from the force, and all of your classmates look in your direction.

You could feel the heat creeping up your neck as you quietly mutter out an apology. Thankfully, no one makes a big issue of your disruption and they all return to their own activities.

Now to face the daunting task that’s been plaguing your mind ever since this morning at the train station, where your whimsical decision-making had you convinced that you should totally, definitely, get something for Karma.

You briskly walk across the room, over to where the aforementioned red-headed boy was conversing with Nagisa about some topic you couldn’t process at the moment.

All you want to do is to get to know him better, that’s it. No underlying motives, whatsoever.

“Hey, this is for you.”

You shoved the strawberry milk carton into his hand. A flash of innocent confusion crosses Karma’s face, and you almost let yourself think about how cute of a look it was for someone like him. Before you get to entertain that preposterous thought, he tilts his head in amusement, waiting for an explanation.

“So, uhm- The vending machine! I got lucky, cause it, uhm- it broke, so I got two instead of one- Not that it’s lucky that it broke of course! That’s bad, that has some very bad implications. Uh, you know?” you wave your hands around in an attempt to explain, gesturing to your milk carton as if it would suddenly start talking in your defense.

From the corner of your eye, you see Nagisa giving you a sympathetic smile before grabbing his notebook and gesturing to Karma of his intent to review for the next class.

You were thankful at first, until the realization sunk in that you now have to explain yourself to Karma.

Alone.

No verbal or social support from your peers.

This will be fine. You convince yourself this before the urge to backflip out of the classroom window can overtake you.

“Thanks, I guess? Why the sudden gift, you like me or something?” He teases, because of course he does, and now you have to come up with the reply or he will know that you lied about the vending machine and that there’s some dubious reason as to why you got two strawberry milk cartons that just so happen to be his favorite brand.

Karma cannot know. He absolutely cannot.

“Huh? Psh! Of course not, I just wanted to thank you for helping me last week, you know? Math isn’t my strongest subject and I- what you told me, that shortcut? It just- it’s cool! It really helped me and I felt like I had to thank you. Yeah?” you ramble, and a part of you wishes the ground would collapse beneath your feet just so you could escape this tragedy of a conversation.

You stare awkwardly at Karma, anticipating his response. You swear he looks like he wants to ask what on earth is wrong with you, but maybe it’s just the nerves.

He shrugs, “No biggie. You didn’t need to go through the effort of buying me something just for that one tip.”

He hates it. He thinks you’re weird and over the top. It’s time for you to exile yourself.

“Thanks, though. How’d you know I like this brand anyway?”

He likes it. It’s his favorite brand and you are so good at this ‘communicating’ thing. You’re pretty sure Karma said something after that, but currently, you are on cloud nine and you can barely process the words over your feelings of success.

You would have fist pumped and yelled ‘sublime’ too, had he not waved a hand in front of your face in concern.

“Hey, are you okay? You’re acting kinda- weird?”

Okay, you did not respond fast enough, what did he even say before that? You shake your head and prepare the fastest, most soundproof response you can muster.

“Sorry, I fell down the stairs this morning.”

‘WHO SAYS THAT? WHY DID I SAY THAT?’

You need to pass out right now. Maybe if he thinks you have a concussion you can still salvage your reputation in his eyes. Karma’s eyes widen in concern and you can’t help the butterflies ricocheting in your gut.

“Woah, maybe you should go have that checked with the nurse? I can take you there, I wanna skip class anyway.”

In normal circumstances, you would have reprimanded him for even suggesting that he skip classes and use you as a reason. However, now it is different. Now it is very different when you feel these very dreadful, un-platonic feelings for the redhead.

‘Calm down butterflies, he just suggested a friendly gesture of good, normal, regular, concern.’ You reassure yourself, because if you don’t, you might just blast off into the stratosphere like you were Koro-sensei being complimented by a pretty barista lady.

Karma puts his hand on your shoulder.

‘ÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆÆ'

You imagine swatting away the butterflies to keep yourself sane, and you try your best to collect an actual, reasonable response this time.

“No, no, it’s fine. Thanks for the concern. A lot of things just happened today, and I’m just a bit overwhelmed. I’m sorry if I’m acting strange.” you speak slower than you did prior, and you find yourself more composed.

Well, as composed as you can be considering Karma still has his hand on your shoulder. You bow your head in shame, not being able to meet his eyes.

He scoffs in amusement, “Hey, don’t worry about it, and really, thanks for the strawberry milk.”

You look up at him and sigh in relief, thankful that he doesn’t think you’re completely insane. He gives your shoulder another pat before moving his hand off to pry the straw from the back of his tetra pack.

“No problem! Thanks again too, for helping me last week.”

A big part of you is relieved that he took his hand off of your shoulder so your heart rate could normalize itself, but a tinier, more delusional part of your brain feels disappointed that he had to pull his hand away at all.

You move to turn and walk away, but Karma speaks again.

“Hey, if you’re still feeling overwhelmed, you can always skip class with me. We can just tell Koro-sensei you weren’t feeling well.” he offers, and it takes every ounce of sense in you to not just accept it then and there. Especially not when you meet his eyes and see them light up with mischief.

You have to be reasonable. Doing so just to entertain your silly little infatuation would disappoint Koro-sensei and tarnish your good record. You can find more excuses to spend time with him without breaking the school rules.

“No thank you, it’s okay. I think I’ll just go to the bathroom and wash my face. I appreciate the concern though.” You nod your head and flash Karma a light smile, to which he shrugs and moves to sit at his desk, drinking the strawberry milk you gave him.

You move to make your way out of the classroom, and you see Nakamura smirk at you. She was probably watching you make a fool out of yourself in front of Karma, and you know for a fact she will tease you about that horrid display of human interaction later. You squint your eyes at her, daring her to laugh or say something, to which she just smiles at you wider and you swear you can see devil horns form on her head.

Nakamura held her phone up while you were walking past. You gape slightly in frustration as you realize what she had shown you.

She had recorded your god awful attempt at giving Karma the strawberry milk. There was physical evidence of it for others to witness.

The worst part? There was physical evidence of it for Koro-sensei to witness.

You quickly stomp into the bathroom and turn on the sink, shoving your face into your hands before you let out an exasperated groan.

There was no living this down for you.

You just hoped Karma wouldn’t take the news so harshly if he found out.

---END---

Thanks for reading! :DDD

[amaya-writes]

Amaya's Ringtober 2023 Masterlist

General Post

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Masterlist:

How the Haikyuu boys would propose to you: Kenma, Kuroo, Daichi, Kageyama, Oikawa, Atsumu

The demon brothers reacting to their fiance losing her ring

Innocent childhood romance with Megumi where he gives you a promise ring

Nanami and his stay at home wife headcanons

Illumi angst scenario: his wife finds out he 'cheated' during one of his assassinations

Black Clover characters introduce you (their new finance) to their siblings: Finral, Gauche, Leo

Port mafia characters x reader arranged marriage AU (reader is Mori's relative): Dazai (he never left PM AU), Chuuya, Akutagawa

The 1A boys and the type of ring they would propose with

Tokyo Revengers characters picking out a ring: Mikey, Hanma, Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya

Gojo, Itadori and Nanami reacting to reader rejecting their proposal

Bnha characters arranged marriage AU x traditional reader: Izuku, Shoto, Bakugo, Denki, Shinso

Shigaraki x Redestro's daughter arranged marriage AU

How they would react to your ring being the wrong size: Gojo, Dazai, Bakugo, Shoto, L, Mikey

Your child broke your marriage ring scenario with Dabi

Bnha characters accidentally proposing at the same time as reader: Iida, Denki, Tokoyami, Dabi, Aizawa, Shinsou and Shigaraki

Reader reacting to finding out they once wanted to marry someone else- open to characters but wants Gojo, Megumi, Hisoka and Atsushi

Haikyuu characters noticing reader stopped wearing their ring (angst to comfort- everything's fine at the end) any characters + Ushijima and Kuroo

1A boys when the reader proposes to them

1A boys reacting to reader watching a wedding scene and saying 'that's going to be us someday?'

Gojo reacting to reader looking starstrucked by a wedding dress they see while shopping

BSD characters reacting to reader casually saying they're going to marry them one day

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Game Status:

OPEN, Currently Writing Reqs

Requests Status:

21/30 Reqs, 6/21 Written

[onedemoniclilly]

Inspired by prompts by corvase

(TW: mentions of Hiromi’s child abuse, canon-type injuries/violence (kinda) (no big deep details, it’s a ramble after all), Karma’s arc is also mentioned (cliff thingy) and although its not a big big spotlight on it ig its a trigger???)

They’re in high school but it's not like they (class 3E) never talk to each other - none of them would dare not to. Not after everything they went through together. But things are getting busy, university entrance exams are approaching and they’re throwing their everything into this cause the whole point of a second knife (and a third, a fourth, a fifth…) is not to use it - it’s to push forwards with your absolute best until you break every single barrier in your way and you succeed. It’s to keep going forwards, keep striving up what seems like an endless uphill path cause you are the only one who can keep his memory and life for him.

Some of them are dating, the obvious couples got together at the beginning - some splitting because although the initial spark was there, they quickly realised it was built on the painfully sharp memory of their sensei and not any substantial feelings. Kanzaki actually asked Sugino out first, but unlike Chiba and Hayami nothing tangible actually came out of it. There was definitely something between Isogai and Maehara but neither of them had officially announced it however others could speculate whatever closer relationship they had needed to be shoved between the cracks of time between work, school and family.

Nagisa and Karma… well the less said about those two the better. In the beginning, there was the whole mess with Nagisa and Kayano - as much as Kayano wanted Nagisa, no one could tell if he was too dense, not interested or busy mooning over Karma. And then there was another entire thing going on between Gakushuu and Karma. People swore up and down the walls that they were dating: “Nothing going between the two- pshh, I swear they were practically sitting on top of each other- I don’t care that they were having a go at each other you can’t deny that there’s something!” And there were always rumours going about over the friendly ‘chat’ the boys had during their Kyoto trip and if Karma was really pulling one over them or not.

One could argue that, unlike Isogai and Maehara, neither of them had a part-time job, nor the pressures of their family disapproving of any single relationship they had. They just had university to worry about and although many couples had agreed to take a break or give each other more space during this time, with the foundation Koro-Sensei had given them and their previous experiences with working to the point of exhaustion despite their results, they weren’t as stressed nor lagging behind in their work. Nagisa’s mother… well their father had caught wind of the whole situation and in a surprising ownership of backbone, had driven from Nagoya back to Tokyo. The anime can say all they want but drugging your son because he won’t listen is not alright and the unnamed father at least can recognise this is blatant child abuse (even looking past the obvious physical, emotional and psychological abuse towards Nagisa).

Hiromi dodged a mental facility but is mandated with a restraining order and obligatory therapy sessions and Nagisa lives with his father now. And although it was a result of some incredibly stressful and terrifying events, Nagisa can’t deny that he does like the freedom his father’s guilt gives him.

Does he care about his appearance? Yes, he cut his hair the moment he got out of his mother's clutches and despite the crawling feeling over his skin every time he feels the ghostly swish of airy fabric over his thighs, he does appreciate the confidence and power a pair of well-fitted jeans, blouse and wig give him when he can turn around and talk back to whatever stuck-up egoistical person decided to hit on him for the night and not worry about the learnt fear a woman has or the fact that they would recognise him next time he walks by with his school friends.

Karma’s parents just don’t turn up ever. There’s the occasional postcard and good job sent via email in response to his latest report card but those are rarer than a successful purchase during the Sunday markets or a cool day during the hot humid days in August.

But there was a wedge driven between the two. Nagisa attends the Keisetsu Daigaku Fuzoku High School whilst Karma returns to his stomping ground at Kunugigaoka High School, having fun antagonising Gakushuu and the school staff because, honestly, who didn’t know about the massive highlighter-yellow sentient octopus up the hill.

But that doesn’t matter right now. All that matters is Nagisa was walking back at 3 am to Karma’s and not his dad’s place. He had been drinking with friends cause who doesn’t try it at high school - especially with his friend group at the high school with his newfound confidence in both his own skills (academically and physically - come on they all must excel at gym class now) and his appearance. He’s dressed in a pair of black jeans, the straight leg hanging over a pair of well-worn boots and a graphic t-shirt tucked into the waistband. It would be a well-put-together look for a casual get-together with friends to destress before the final month in the run-up to their exams but a bruise was starting to bloom on his upper shoulder and the back of his jeans was sticking to the back of his calf. His dad would freak at the sight of his injuries and that’s why he was walking the slightly longer trek to Karma’s despite the fact that the only form of communication they’d had in three weeks was over text.

He finally walks up the apartment stairs, sweat beading on his forehead at the exertion and pain he’s in. He considered calling the other boy at some point but ‘why make him wake up just to help him up a couple steps’ he thinks. He stands outside the door, the white paint matching every other apartment along the block debating his options before he lets his head fall forward, a loud and long triiiiiiiiing ring out from the doorbell.

He stays like that for a moment, having managed to shift away from the doorbell and onto the spyhole by the door - unconsciously hoping his blue hair gave him away.

On Karma’s side of things, he’s awake but close to drifting off to sleep. As much as their time in 3E had given them good study habits and he was confident enough in his own abilities to pass the upcoming exams, the amount of revision material his teacher provided that he had to slog through, otherwise prompting an unnecessary video call between his parents and teachers, was a stupidly large amount. And so he was here, a Saturday night, hoping to work early into the morning before passing out for 6 hours, waking for a quick dinner and then sleeping straight to a Monday morning he knew there was a high likelihood he’d skip anyway.

Well, he had let his eyes shut for another moment, enjoying the rocking motion and sweet bliss of nothingness sleep deprivation gave him before his incredibly unexpected doorbell went off.

Now Karma could be your average Joe and go “Now who could that be?” but this is Karma we’re talking about and he goes something more along the lines of “Ughhhsahdhsaarghhhh” cause not only does he have to actually stand up but he has to walk to the door, open it and engage in some random socialisation at…. 3 am????

Now does he spot Nagisa’s strikingly bright hair colour in the spy hole? No. Cause who goes and checks that first before actually opening the door? Instead, he opens the door and gets a tumbling Nagisa tripping over the doorframe into his hallway and himself too.

At first, he’s really really confused cause why is Nagisa here, why at this time, why did he not make the excellent decision to sleep earlier and why- Why Is There Blood Soaking His Jeans.

“Why is there blood soaking your jeans?” He says, admittedly softer (no less concerned) than his inside thoughts. He doesn't receive the answer he really wants but he does get a frustrated huff against his neck (‘So fucking warm- omg Akabane Karma no you should not be thinking about this’) and a “My jeans?” from the smaller boy now in his arms.

They somehow make it to his living space, Nagisa on his sofa (wow it’s used for more than the gaming nights he has with his friends) now half jean-less and Karma inspecting the wound. They haven’t talked yet, just the sound of clothes rustling and the occasional huff of pain as the disinfectant is applied and the injury dressed filling the empty presence of the early morning silence as the sky starts to shift in preparation for the 4 am dawn.

In the end, it’s one of Karma’s intrusive thoughts that managed to make its way to his voicebox and into the living room audio. He doesn’t realise it at first, but he does find out pretty quick that it probably wasn’t something for this moment and time when Nagisa looks up with a quick “What.”

It’s cold, and exactly like the jagged edge of a serrated knife and Karma starts to backpedal (which is pretty hard when you don’t actually know what you’ve said)

“I uh- take that back? Just an intrusive thought, didn’t mean to say it out loud-” And he realises he sounds absolutely delirious but that doesn’t matter all too much to Nagisa right now and here.

“You think… You think I can’t handle myself? Karma you know-”

‘Ah fuck’ Is all Karma could think. And yet, his mouth kept on running stupid stupid words.

“No you can’t! You can’t say that not when you’re on my couch with bloody tissues over in a pile and a bruise over your arm and shoulder.”

“And what gives you the right to lecture me about my choices and my skills and my abilities” cause damn Nagisa spent so long shackled to his own worries and anxieties eating away at him over Was He Good Enough, Would She Be Mad, What Do I Do, to stand being accused of this. “What about you, and how you came in with bruises and cuts, how you got sent down the ladder because you-” and now he’s pouring salt into old wounds and attacking it with a scrubbing brush now, “-because you basically Fucking Asked For It!” And he’s sitting up, one leg still in his jeans, the other he’s trying to keep still and relaxed ‘less the dressing loses its hold and his wound reopens.

“And if I’m a hypocrite, then what about you?” The logical side of Karma’s brain starts to just Go and the more emotional side (maybe its cause wow the guy I’ve been pining over for years is injured and I don’t like that, or maybe it's just can’t he just know that I’m concerned - but there’s zero worry for his own choices Nagisa is accusing him of (he’s accepted his own consequences a long time ago)) takes over.

“You just keep coming back to these things, you’re worse- it’s been going on for Years.” The azure-headed gestures to his own injuries, “It’s not just that- it’s…”

“It’s what?”

“The cliff.”

And the two words start Karma spiralling. But he doesn’t spiral in silence, Karma just keeps talking and talking and the emotions keep building up underneath the rushing memories of falling and darkness and the crashing relief of Alive.

“No fuck you, I know about the bomb - you stupid martyr - I know you are capable; I saw you take down Takaoka fucking twice now but it doesn’t take away from the fact that you were ready to fight the Reaper just for an opening for us to attack” His voice just kept getting louder and louder- he hopes the neighbours aren’t awake.

“Why do you care about me? Why not care about yourself just a bit more?”

“Because I do” and that’s true, he just does. It’s a fact of life - he doesn't know why-

“But why?!”

“Because I love you!” Oh.

Oh.

They return to the silence they had held before sans the sounds of movement. The words registered in Nagisa’s brain before they did in Karma’s but both of them left the confession hanging in the air.

“...you should probably change into something else.” Karma got out, mind making the decision to escape this instead of confronting the words.

“I- yes. I’ll take a shower first.” Nagisa leaves the room, knowing his way around Karma’s apartment, one leg still in his jeans.

Unbeknownst to Karma, currently still standing in his living room, Nagisa practically crumbles; clinging to the wall as he makes his way towards Karma’s bathroom. His mind is reeling, thoughts going absolutely crazy as he peels off his other jeans leg and t-shirt and starts up the shower. The water jets out cold, the hum of the generator leading into a warm spray as he lathers up soap - avoiding his calf as much as he can - before rinsing off and stealing a towel from Karma’s cupboard.

He wanders into Karma’s room, holding his towel up in some form of privacy despite their many onsen trips, and raids his closet and drawers; pulling on a soft pair of joggers that he either has to roll up or risk looking like a penguin and a well-worn t-shirt. Despite the warm summer weather, the apartment is cold and looking at Karma’s study materials on his desk tells Nagisa that he wasn’t asleep when he came ringing his doorbell.

Before he steps into the living room, Karma’s words finally hit him. He stands in front of the bedroom door, contemplating if he’s willing to bypass the etiquette drilled into his very nature and simply just fall asleep in Karma’s bed and deal with everything tomorrow. But no, it’s Nagisa we’re talking about and so he steps into the living room and tentatively asks:

“Do you… do you want to talk about it? Or should I just take the sofa and we can talk in the morning?”

And Karma is just standing there, in the same position as Nagisa left him in and now he’s worried “...Karma?”

The single word tinged with enough concern worry, sadness??? To get his attention and Karma just sits on the couch and Nagisa pads over to sit next to him.

“I just- If you just want to forget everything and stay friends then we can just sleep and wake up in the morning and continue and ignore this-”

Nagisa just nudges Karma and it shuts up his ramble. The boys just sit there for a bit longer, before Nagisa continues, “I don’t know if it’s love for me. But it does feel very natural for me just to flow into… Something closer”

And it isn’t love yet for Nagisa, and maybe not for Karma either because Nagisa still carries the hurt when Karma drifted that one school year and Karma carries the guilt of being scared. And yes, they’ve talked about this but it's still a significant part of their lives. They’ll work things out, they’ve already talked about it once and now the topic is less hard to breach but right now Karma will let Nagisa have the option of the sofa and the bed and Nagisa will shoot a “Well the bed’s big enough for two enough, might as well make the most of your parent’s money” and they do sleep in the same bed, backs together but hearts going slightly faster before their breathing evens out.

They don’t sleep long enough to complete Karma’s plans to wake up just for dinner but Nagisa does start lunch which in turn wakes Karma. And they eat a simple lunch of rice, veg and meat then spend time looking over Karma’s revision sheets cause even though Nagisa plans to go into education in university, he’ll never turn down free knowledge cause that’s not what Koro-Sensei would have done nor wanted.

And maybe Karma struggles writing a text a few weeks later with the simple “Cafe for Lunch - Sun?” On a Saturday evening but Nagisa beats him to it with a “Sunday - Lunch/dinner???” And it's a horrid affair cause both of them are menaces to society when paired together but they leave the premise laughing and go back to Karma’s for dinner and when Nagisa leaves to head back home Karma leans against the doorway and asks “After exams, wanna go camping?”

And Nagisa knows deep down that this will all work out.

2023/10/27

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this is for people who’s requests

have been sitting for a while!

check this, maybe i’ve started!

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(keep in mind; this does NOT mean that they’ll come out in any particular order!)

“Yeah, they’re mine” with Akito Shinonome ♡

Katsuki Bakugou with a childhood friend reader “Opposites attract” 𖦹

Rui Kamishiro kissing hcs ♡

Akito Shinonome cuddling hcs♡

[ohwhale-exo]

As an artist I love reading artist!reader fics sm. Y’all don’t even know how bad I need them and they’re always written so good and when the characters are a model or muse for reader! Omg I’m so in love with the idea I NEED IT IRL. 😭

[anzulvr]

hii could i please request a little hurt/comfort drabble where reader feels sad during christmas season but forces herself to at least pretend to be happy because karma’s birthday is on christmas day :( but karma notices how her smile doesn’t meet her eyes and stuff and asks reader about it!

Summary: You’re sad on Christmas, Karma x reader (except it’s his birthday.) hurt/comfort GN!reader HUGE SPOILER WARNING FOR ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM

(this is so cute I LOVE THIS REQUEST thank u! Had this in my drafts for a while but waited for Christmas to post)

It had been two years since everything ended. Two years since Korosensei died and all of End class were labeled as victims with some weird-Stockholm attachment to the monster who blew up the moon.

It was strange, seeing everyone care about you when you didn’t need it and remembering how low they thought of you when you were only the reject class of kunugigaoka.

A lot happened in two years, not a long time but considering how quickly everything was moving you hadn’t had time to catch up. Like any special day Christmas wasn’t a good time anymore- something your classmates agreed on. With the impact Korosensei had on your lives it was impossible to celebrate anything without wondering what would have been if you managed to save him. That was only wishful thinking, you couldn’t change the past.

Regardless, today you tried to keep a smile on your face. It was the most important time of the year, Karmas birthday- and Christmas too.

You stared at your poor attempt to decorate the cake you baked with Karma, the frosting written birthday note was almost illegible.

“What’s with the look, you’re writing isn’t that bad.”

You looked up after hearing Karmas voice as if you were pulled out of a trance.

“What look? I know it’s not that bad I was admiring our hard work.”

“More like my hard work, you kept dropping everything! Seriously though, what’s wrong? The whole day I’ve been catching you teary eyed.”

You turned your back to the counter to face him as you set the frosting bag down “I’m fine, today’s your day I’m not going to bother you with my problems. You should enjoy everything to its fullest.”

“I’m not going to enjoy anything if you’re not happy, ‘m not budging tell me why you’re upset.”

Karma was stubborn, you knew him well enough to realized this wasn’t negotiable.

“I don’t know… I was just thinking about how Korosensei can’t spend Christmas with us, and he can’t be here for your birthday. Ever since we killed him, Ive felt so helpless? Like we never did enough.”

He nodded slowly breaking eye contact for a second, “my parents haven’t answered my call today, they’re in Italy right now, all I got was a text saying they were busy and that they’d talk later. I know they haven’t forgotten, it’s kind of impossible when it’s Christmas but still- I hoped they would have time for me today, I know they have more important things to do but It made me think about how Korosensei would’ve been here.”

you nodded in response, “They could still call the days not over… and if they don’t they’ll try to make it up to you…” You could bet they wouldn’t call until the next day but you wanted to reassure him, there wasn’t a lot you could say in this situation that would make him feel better.

“It’s fine, you’re here- and you’re the best company, I had fun today. I just meant Korosensei has done a lot for us he’s proud we pulled that off, he wouldn’t want you to beat yourself up over it.”

“I know you’re right, still I wish I could’ve done more, we should’ve tried harder to save him.”

“We did what we had to. I miss him too, there’s a lot of things I could never repay Korosensei for—”

“Like getting you through senioritis? Or always bringing money in his wallet even though he knew you’d steal it?”

“I meant setting us up together, but sure those were good too.” Karma smiles breaking tenseness of the conversation for moment, “at the time I thought he was being a hassle but without him im not sure id have you right now.”

Suddenly you felt shy laughing it off and covering your face for a moment while you composed yourself, “Yeah he did push for us a lot but I was obsessed with you far before we even ended up in 3-E so you would’ve had me regardless.”

“Yeah? Tell me more.”

“No way in hell, I don’t trust you to not make fun of me. Anyways I didn’t mean to bring up something depressing, we should be smearing cake all over your face right now.”

“Try all you want but it isn’t possible to mess up my face.”

“Wanna bet?” You shake the smile off your face.

“See that’s more I like it, we can enjoy our ugly cake now. And more importantly you can open your gift.”

“What do you mean my gift? It’s your birthday you’re not supposed to buy me stuff!”

“It’s also Christmas … I couldn’t help myself I really wanted to get you something.”

“But now I’m worried my gift won’t live up to yours!”

“[Name] you could give me rocks for all I care and I’d keep them in a safe with multiple locks.”

You gently shoved his shoulder suppressing your laughter, you leaned in to kiss him.

It was impossible to not feel better with him around. This morning you had woken up wishing time could stop for a moment and you ended the day hoping for the same thing but for a completely different reason.

[astrialuvs]

"Lost in Your Gaze"

➻ SYNOPSIS : Staring at Karma's golden eyes always gets you mesmerized. The compliments you have been keeping for yourself had been spilled when you were in your drunken state - why not spill your feelings too.

➻ PAIRING : akabane karma x reader

➻ GENRE : post-timeskip, fluff, romance

➻ CONTENT WARNING : drunk confessions, mentions of alcohol,

➻ WORD COUNT : 1170 words

a/n: another repost from my old account mweheheh (ㅅ´ ˘ `); i honestly have a headcannon that karma's things are mostly coloured red;

After a long day at work, you stepped out of your office building, tired but relieved that the workweek was coming to an end. As you walked towards the sidewalk, you noticed Karma sitting on the hood of his unmistakable red car, a sly grin on his face.

He waved his hand cheerfully as he greeted you, making you squint your eyes. Your instincts are telling you something, or more like warning you.

"Hey there, Y/N," he greeted, his golden eyes gleaming mischievously. "Long day at the office?" You chuckled, appreciating the familiar banter.

"As always. And what brings you here? As far as I recall, I didn't call you to fetch me, so what's the deal?" you inquired, raising an eyebrow. As he approached you, he laughed, attempting to guide you inside his red car.

Karma slid off the hood, revealing a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I'm just waiting for you, my dear colleague. I figured you're going to Kayano-chan's place as well, so I thought of passing by." He winked at you before opening his car door for you.

"Welcome aboard." Still wary of his actions, you inspect him from head-to-toe.

'Not bad,' you thought. Cutting your train of thoughts, you shrugged off and went inside.

Little did you know, Karma had a prank up his sleeve. As soon as you sat down, you were jolted out of your seat. Behold, a fart cushion has been revealed. Karma burst out laughing. You fell for his prank once more.

"You did it on purpose, didn't yo-?" Karma shut the door on purpose to cut you off. You smacked Karma in the square face with the fart cushion as soon as he got in the car, earning a surprised yet amused expression from him. He laughed but had a twinkle of mischief in his eyes.

"Alright, alright, you got me," he admitted, wiping away the imaginary stench.

"You came to get your daily dose of prank; you never change," you said as you tossed the cushion in the back.

"And you never did learn."

Your eyes unintentionally met, and the butterflies began to swarm inside your stomach, just as they had in previous scenarios. You've admitted to yourself that, for months, you developed feelings for Karma. You're not sure why, but you've recently realized that he's just right for you. Your gaze would unconsciously travel only to his figure. His antics never ceased to irritate you, but you somehow enjoyed them. You thought it was insanely stupid at first. Like, how could you fall for him based solely on his endless pranks? But then you noticed the way his mercury orbs looked at you. You don't want to assume, but whenever he looks at you, you get the impression that his gaze is genuine. When you're around, he's like an open book, so vulnerable and fragile. When you realized you had been staring out the window for too long, you quickly averted your gaze. You can't stand the embarrassment if he happens to realize it.

"Y'know, you do have a thing for red, don't you?" you wondered. From his necktie all the way to his car. You also recall that the majority of his clothing in high school was red. "I wouldn't be surprised if your toothbrush is also red," you joked.

"Haha, funny, but how did you know my toothbrush is red?" he admitted.

"You've got to be kidding me!" you exclaimed, perplexed.

"That's my color, I guess,'" he said jokingly. You could only hum to end the conversation while fiddling with your hands.

You became aware that you had fallen into a light slumber when you felt light taps on your shoulders and cheeks. You must have fallen asleep due to exhaustion.

"We're here?" you asked as you peered out the window. Finally, the sun had gone down. Karma unbuckled his seat belt, and you did the same.

"Look who fashionably came late," Kayano said as she opened her door and welcomed you. "Hmm, definitely not us, right, Karma?" Karma chuckled.

"Oh Kayano, I see, you've grown a little, huh?" you teased her jokingly as you hovered your hand a few centimeters above her head, earning a playful smack.

"Yo! It's been a while, guys," you said, noticing the others sitting at the living room table with cans of beer on top.

Upon arrival, you found that most of your friends were already in high spirits, enjoying the night with laughter and drinks. The gang settled in for a night of shared stories and camaraderie. You spent the night catching up on everyone's current life events, especially Kayano and Sugino, the group's superstars.

As the night progressed, the others gradually succumbed to the effects of alcohol. Your head begins to spin for the nth time. Nagisa had just passed out, and Okuda and Kanzaki had gone to one of Kayano's rooms. You only have an average tolerance for alcohol, so catching up to this point astounded you. Your sobriety has left you, which has caused you to say incoherent things. When you announced that you would be heading to bed, Karma offered to escort you.

Kayano led you both to a guest room in her condo, and as she left, you found yourself alone with Karma.He voluntarily stayed with you to look after you. With many shifts and turns, you finally lay on your back. There, in the quietude of the room, you couldn't help but stare into Karma's mesmerizing golden eyes.

In your slightly intoxicated state, you blurted out, "You know, Karma, I really like your eyes. They're like pools of gold. It makes me feel like I am enchanted by you."

He chuckled, his gaze softening. "Well, thank you, Y/N. I've always thought your eyes were pretty amazing too."

You get to see this side of Karma when you two are alone. Maybe because you find solace in each other's comfort. Or even deeper than it is.

The atmosphere in the room shifted, and you felt a surge of courage. "No, Karma, I mean... I really like you."

His eyes widened in surprise, and a moment of silence lingered between you. Karma has said something incoherent to himself, something you can't comprehend. The atmosphere made you a little self-conscious. You wondered about the implications of your drunken confession. Turning around, you settled in, laying on your stomach.

"Hey! Say something!" You grunted as you continued to feel his gaze bore into your figure. Feeling the annoyed emotions, you swatted his face away, making him chuckle and stare at you more.

"Stop staring at me," you declared, dipping your face into the pillow. You stayed in that position for a while, finally passing out some time. Karma nudged you 'until he was finally convinced that you had finally passed out. He tucks your hair behind your ear and runs his fingers through your cheeks.

Little did you know that this moment would lead to a series of events that would unfold in the days to come.

[thgfanfictionlibrary]

Teen and Up Rated Fics Masterlist (42)

Part 1- Part 38 / Part 39 / Part 40 / Part 41 /

Created: March 24th, 2024

Last Checked:—-

Love is Work-endlessnightlock (ao3) Summary: Written for Tales of Panem Week 10 Prompt “Work”. Middle School-Hey_You (ao3) Summary: A continuation of the Star-Crossed Lovers series. Picks up during their middle school years and follows them through the ups and downs of their lives. Missing You Dearly-glintwarsgreatest (ao3) Summary: Peeta is deployed and Katniss has their two kids to take care of. Fluffy AU one shot. My Limbs Sing Hymns of a Tyrant-hotpielookedlikehotpie (ao3) Summary: Mockingjay; Peeta in the Capitol My Pearl, My Girl-thesweetnessofspring (ao3) Summary: Before Katniss goes to assassinate Coin, she gives a member of her prep team the task to deliver a parting gift to Peeta. New Old Friend-everydayescapeartist (ao3) Summary: There’s just something about him as he sits there in the sand. Katniss, Peeta, and friends in the Greek Isles. Night Lily-Gamemakers (ao3) Summary: Annie always dreamed that Finnick would come back, but a shadowy figure who preys on her and her infant son isn't everything she could have hoped. Not Quite-flythroughflames (ff) Summary: Peeta Mellark, a recent Teach for America recruit, is beyond excited to get into the classroom and begin to make a difference. He just has to get through the summer first. Written for the Everlark Drabble Challenge on Tumblr with the prompt: ""Everlark and an unexpected reunion." Not Real-Xerxia (ao3) Summary: All Katniss Everdeen wanted was to see the one who got away one last time... Not Your Babysitter-hutchabelle (ao3) Summary: Peeta needs help baking. Finnick finds him a helper.

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RUL3S AND REGULATIONS

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

Hi, I'm Lynne! Like all forms of Lyn Lynne or literally anything. So I just realized I didn't make this sort of post in the beginning of this blog, so I thought I might as well start now, since it's better late than never right? 🙃 let's see what else to put here… requests are open, I'm edit: 17 now!! (the 19 was a typo), she/her, and this blog is strictly sfw.

ANIME/FANDOMS I'LL WRITE FOR:

ARANYAK - because I literally CANNOT find any fanfics on it, and I'm down bad for angad malik

DORORO

fantastic beasts and where to find them

Fantastic beasts: secrets of Dumbledore

Harry Potter

Trollhunters

The hobbit

Hell's paradise

Spy x family

Avatar: the way of the water

My hero academia

Demon slayer

Assassination classroom

Violet Evergarden

Fruit basket

Horimiya

The girl who can see

Komi can't communicate

Death note

BLACKLISTED CHARACTERS:

overhaul/chisaki kai (he's a red flag and i regret the fic i wrote for him. and also its so hard to write for him ok 😩), mineta minoru (i just wanna strangle him until hes choking and red in the face) from my hero academia.

Sasuke (I have my reasons), and Jiraiya from Naruto.

Naruse shisuto from komi can't communicate

Akito sohma from fruit basket

(i honestly can't think of anyone else so ig that's all.)

THINGS THAT WILL GET YOU BLOCKED (OR CONTENT I WON'T WRITE FOR.)

I don't write nsfw. like at all. No smut, or any kinks or anything like that, so please don't request such things, and please respect my boundaries.

If you're pro-israel, sexist, misogynistic, racist, anti-vaxxer, fatphobic, Islamophobic, etc etc. I'm being honestly serious about this. Keep your shit opinions to yourself, the world is better without them.

STUFF THAT I'LL WRITE:

I'll write headcannons, scenarios, drabbles and imagines, though I might sound a bit rusty 👀

I also accept character x character fics although this mainly a x reader blog.

I'll be writing for female and gender neutral readers

Gore, yandere, and other dark themes are allowed, but the descriptions won't be that graphic

I can also write platonic relationships, familial relationships n the lot, for example like dadzawa or something.

All asks and requests will be answered and finished when inspiration/motivation strikes, which means there's no telling if its gonna be super quick or super slow, so please don't pressure me into writing quicker, and my sincerest apologies to the people who'll have to wait. There might also be circumstances where I won't be able to write for your asks, because it simply isn't easy?? Idk how to explain it (and im aware of how stupid that sounds,) but keep in mind that im not obligated (to finish the requests) either. Hope you enjoy!!! (I'm so excited!!)

*writermask out!*

[aritsukemo]

Assassination Classroom 😁💛

Links to all my Demon Slayer-related works!

Full Length Fanfics 💛🐙

Headcanons 💙🐍

Imagines/Drabbles/Scenarios ❤️🔪

Other 💚🧁

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

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Amaya's Ringtober Event 2023

Notes: I was thinking of SFW alternatives to smutober that I could do (for those of you who don't know I've undergone religious changes due to which I can no longer write NSFW). Dilftober was an option but I've already done that before, so I just made my own new 'tober' - ringtober!

Warnings: fluff and angst, some suggestive themes are fine, but no full-on smut. I can do pre or post smut stuff (like aftercare or makeouts) but no actual smut

Characters involved: open to all animes and games I write for

GENERAL RULES:

Please make sure your request abides by my rules for requests before making a request.

While requesting please keep in mind that I am not obligated to accept your request and might deny it with reason.

Please make sure your request fits this event’s theme, which is requests based on the prompt lists.

There are no limits to how many characters you choose for your request so long as they are part of the fandoms I write for.

You can have characters from different fandoms in one request.

If accepted, your request will be answered with a drabble or headcanon and the length will depend on my inspiration for the request. If I really like the request/have a lot of inspiration I might even write a one-shot for it.

Requests will not be accepted before the game starts or after it ends, however, if you send in a request outside of the time frame I will treat it as a regular request and answer it accordingly.

The time it takes for me to get to your request will depend on a variety of factors so please be patient with me.

If your request is accepted it should be on the master list (linked below)

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Requests need to involve/revolve around the main theme, which is marriage, engagement, or anything involving a ring. For example, you could send in a req of a character giving reader a promise ring, or a childhood AU where they give them a paper ring and joke about marriage.

If you have a multiple-character request please state whether you want the characters to be written as one piece or separate pieces.

If you don’t state whether you want them separate or together I will put them separately.

AUs ARE allowed in this event! Feel free to request some since I love exploring AUs.

Please reblog this post if you send in a request! It will help spread the word x

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I WILL ONLY BE ACCEPTING A MAX OF 30 REQUESTS

However, as mentioned above, you can still send in requests even if I reach the request limit for this game/the game ends because I will answer them once this event is over.

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OPEN, ACCEPTING REQS WILL WRITE FROM 10TH

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NUMBER OF REQUESTS SENT SO FAR: 17/30

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