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bimbodolllll · 2 months ago

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Uh,first time using an ask but uh, Korosensei x f!reader and can it be fluff pls?

۶ৎ A Fleeting Comfort.

Korosensei x f reader.

۶ৎ auth: I wasn’t sure if you meant it in a “they are together way” or “she’s his student, so father figure way”. So I went with the first option and made two scenarios in one, the first is while he is a cephalopod, the other is before that. If this wasn’t what you meant feel free to let me know and I’ll redo it!<3

۶ৎ Summary: scenario one: you work hard to help and be a good teacher and take care of others, but in spite of that—you often forget to take care of yourself. Scenario two: after a difficult day you retreat to a quiet place on the roof top to find some peace—however, you’re not alone for long—he finds you, as he always does, slipping into your space as he usually does.

۶ৎ: sfw | scenario | fem reader | fluff.

۶ৎ Character(s) Included: Korosensei.

۶ৎSecnorio One.

THE school grounds were bathed in the gentle hues of the setting sun, casting warm golds and soft purples across the sky. The once-bustling halls had grown quiet, leaving behind only the distant rustling of trees and the occasional chirp of a bird settling in for the night. After a long day of teaching and guiding your students, you had come to the rooftop, seeking a moment of peace before heading home.

A familiar gust of wind swept past you, ruffling your hair just before a voice chimed in, light and teasing. “Ah, what a breathtaking view! But I must admit, there is an even more captivating sight right before me.”

You turned just in time to see a blur of yellow and black before Korosensei came to a floating halt beside you. His large, expressive eyes crinkled in delight, and his tentacles swayed lazily in the breeze, exuding his usual playful energy. Despite his ever-present mischievous grin, there was something softer in his gaze tonight—something that made your heart skip a beat.

“You’ve been working so hard today,” he mused, his tone dipping into something gentler. “Dedicating yourself so earnestly to our dear students—ah, it’s truly admirable! But a diligent teacher such as yourself mustn’t forget to take breaks, lest she withers away from exhaustion!”

Before you could protest, he moved in a blur, and in the next second, he was holding a small box in his tentacles, opening it with an exaggerated flourish. Inside was a perfectly crafted dessert, one you had casually mentioned craving weeks ago but never got the chance to buy for yourself.

Your breath caught for a moment as you looked up at him. “You remembered?”

Korosensei let out a dramatic gasp. “My dear, of course I remembered! A man—I mean, a cephalopod!—who does not recall the preferences of the one he cherishes most is hardly worthy of such affections, don’t you think?” His eyes twinkled with mischief, though the warmth in his words was unmistakable.

You felt a familiar warmth bloom in your chest as you accepted the treat, touched by the thoughtfulness behind the gesture. “You really didn’t have to, but… thank you.”

He turned a suspicious shade of pink, though he quickly recovered with a dramatic sigh. “Ah, how cruel! To be thanked in such an adorable manner—this must be an assassination attempt! Such a direct hit to my heart, I may never recover!”

You laughed, shaking your head at his antics, and took a bite of the dessert. It was perfect, just as you’d imagined, but somehow sweeter knowing he had gone out of his way to get it for you. The two of you remained there, sharing easy conversation and teasing remarks, watching as the last traces of daylight faded into the horizon.

For all his speed, for all his unpredictability, Korosensei had a way of making time slow down when he was with you. And in that moment, surrounded by nothing but the cool evening air and the sound of your quiet laughter, you realized just how much you cherished that.

۶ৎSecnorio Two.

THE rooftop was quiet, save for the distant hum of the city below. The night air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of rain that had fallen earlier in the evening. You exhaled softly, watching as your breath dissipated into the cool air, your arms wrapped loosely around yourself. This place had always been your escape, a sanctuary high above the chaos of the streets.

“You’ve been sighing an awful lot,” a voice broke through the silence, smooth and laced with amusement.

You turned, unsurprised to see him standing there. He always had a way of finding you, slipping into your solitude as easily as if he belonged there. Dressed in black, he blended into the shadows effortlessly, but there was no mistaking the sharp gleam of his eyes as he watched you.

“You always show up when I least expect it,” you murmured, turning back to the skyline.

“Maybe you should start expecting me, then,” he replied, stepping forward to lean against the railing beside you. His presence was strangely grounding, despite everything you knew about him—what he did, what he was capable of. Even so, with him standing here like this, with no walls between you, it was easy to forget.

For a while, neither of you spoke. The quiet stretched between you, comfortable in a way that words never could be.

“Rough day?” he asked eventually, his voice softer now.

You hesitated, debating whether to brush it off. But you knew him well enough to know he wouldn’t let you. “I just needed some space,” you admitted. “Everything feels… heavy today.”

He was silent for a moment, then, without a word, he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over your shoulders. The warmth of it, of him, seeped into your skin, and you turned to look at him in surprise.

“You’ll catch a cold,” he said simply, as if that was all there was to it. But the way he avoided your gaze, the slight tension in his posture—it told you more than his words ever could.

A small smile tugged at your lips as you pulled the jacket closer around you. “You’re not as heartless as you pretend to be.”

He let out a quiet chuckle, shaking his head. “And you’re not as strong as you pretend to be.”

The breeze carried your laughter into the night as he settled beside you, watching the city lights flicker below. He didn’t press you for more, didn’t try to fix whatever it was that weighed on you. He just stayed. And in that moment, it was enough.

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sunflower-author · 1 year ago

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YANDERE REQUEST CLOSED!!

SORRY WILL BE BACK SOON!!

HERE IS ALL THE FANDOMS I WILL WRITE FOR:

Seven Deadly Sins

Haikyuu

Assassination Classroom

Demon Slayer

Seraph of the End

Spy x Family

Hunter x Hunter

My Hero Academia

Dr. Stone

Jujuitsu Kiesen

Kakaguri

Black Butler

Attack on Titian

Tokyo Revengers

Death Note

Toilet Bound Hanako-Kun

Ouran Highschool Host Club

Chainsaw man

Vinland Saga

Blue Lock

Bungou Stray Dogs

Moriarty of Patriot

BTW I LOVE DOING POLY AND WILL BE MORE THAN HAPPY TO WRITE FOR THAN 2 CHARATERS

I do Female and Male characters

If u want a specific type of reader lmk I will do anything

Also platonic or romantic

THINGS I DON'T DO:

I AM SO SORRY BUT I DON'T DO SMUT I WISH I DID BUT IDK HOW

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amey0006 · 1 year ago

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Cotton Bud ~ Karma X Rio

Overview:-

// Rio offers to patch up Karma’s wounds after his fight with Nagisa.

// Light injuries

// Fluff, Romance

// Oneshot

A light scoff was all that seemed to fill the empty and barren classroom, followed by the stripping back of bandaids and bandages that gently wound around a pale and thin wrist, working their ways to a cheek and a busted lip. Each darkened smear of cherry red hidden from view with a subtle glazing of care.

“You could have stabbed Nagisa with your knife, but ya didn’t.”

Rio finished off the light binding of the red head’s wrist, pinning it in place and biting off the attached section with her pearlescent white teeth. They formed her infamous smirk, baring fangs of youthful mischief sorely mistaken for her lacklustre of innocence. Being as young as they both were, the pair had matured quite a bit since the school year’s commencement.

“I thought I’d be annoyed…” she grumbled, rising to her feet where she had previously been kneeling on the floor in a sort of grovelling position, now towering over the male slumped back into the creaky chair with one arm loosely slung down the backrest. Bending forward, she dabbed a cotton bud against his cheek, observing the way he only briefly flinched; clearly in a lot more pain than he was letting on.

“But honestly… I’m glad. You and Nagisa really had some issues you got ‘ta resolve.”

“I wouldn’t call them ‘issues’…” came Karma’s gruelling response, his own faint grin rhyming in parody with the blonde that met him where he sat. He was slightly relieved he didn’t have to put more effort into moving, not with the throbbing ache in his muscles and the dry stinging of his open cuts against his pale complexion. Red on white, like blood staining the untouched snow. “…Just miscommunications.”

Another stronger dab and the boy found himself trying to evade Nakamura’s not-so-tender care. This elicited a frown from the girl, one which she put to good use when chewing him out.

“Hold still, you wriggly weirdo. I can’t play Lieutenant if you keep ducking out on me.” she mused. Alas, her usual unserious and overly teasing tone had been dropped a far time ago. Instead, she reached out to grab a small portion of his head in her palm so the other could roughly swipe her thumb across the corner crescent of his lower lip. One of his eyes twitched to a close, amber irises following her gesture with a strange intensity.

For a moment, the air was still.

He was being silent, and she didn’t like that.

“Remind me again why I’m the one patching up your mistakes?” Rio sighed before draping another bandaid across the bridge of his nose; upon pulling away, her cheeks tugged and she forced herself to admit just how cute it actually looked. Like her own little handiwork.

“You said it yourself, Lieutenant. What’s the role for if you can’t play your part?” Akabane gestured in return, gaze wandering her features as he kicked one leg over the other and relaxed as much as he could still wearing his dirtied uniform, provided by the government just to be scuffed up during his battle against Shiota. Sweat and grime kept the clinging appearance between the dark material and his thin but oddly defined frame; most likely through experience and previous training regimes.

“I’ve got your blood on my thumb. Can you really talk about roles right now, Karma?” the blonde snickered, balled fists buried firmly into her hips as she cocked her head to one side. The hair that she always seemed to keep free and flat ran down her shoulder and onwards, trailing the length of her arm like the long tendrils of a willow tree. Her comment seemed to entertain the boy, earning a decent chuckle with the bow of his head out of respect.

“The amount of blood spilled doesn’t mean squat as long as you’re the victor. You should know better, lackey.” Karma drawled, his expression oh so taunting with the vision of slightly sadistic joy. Rio growled, fist rising to hover before her chest with a faint twitch in the eyebrow. She was agitated, and he loved it.

“Careful what you call me, or the next bud will be so far up your nose it’ll tickle your brain until all you can think about are cotton balls.” she huffed, bending over to repeat the action of a facial inspection. This time, she gripped his jaw with her hand, forcing his mouth open to the point the light of the setting sun would catch his tongue. That nasty gash was visible: back in the fight where he’d purposefully bitten his tongue to avoid falling victim to Nagisa’s clap stun technique. Impressive, as much as she hated it.

“How a’out Nakamuwa then?” came his slightly altered response, limited for response with her fingers pressing so tightly into his rather soft cheeks. Karma watched carefully the way her bottom lip jutted out, brows knitting in thought whilst she pondered the sight in front of her. He was quick to recognise that familiar expression, one where she genuinely put her mind to work, as if his reactions and his dialogue were some complex math problem. It piqued his interest, to be even the slightest bit modest.

She let out the softest groan. Tired sounding and slightly frustrated.

“Call me Rio. I never cared for all that formal crap anyway.” she grimaced at the metallic red he could most likely taste, the feeling of something unmovable on his tongue as he reaped the ultimate consequences of his precautions.

She let go of his face and stepped back, golden lined rays catching her hair and softly illuminating the strands, the top half of her face cast in a shadow that only emphasised her striking aquamarine orbs. His features were molten lava compared to her refreshing skies. Their gazes seemed to lock and linger for a while, hesitating on the lines of action and consequence: a common lesson taken from the day’s events.

Alright then, Rio.

“Would now be a good time to share the fun fact that Terasaka left his radio on by accident when he spoke to you?” Karma finally dragged out what had been keeping him so quiet this whole time, having been waiting for the perfect moment to come out with it just to watch her slightly panicked reaction.

And it was all he hoped for, the small intake of breath that led to a stiffer posture than usual and eyes that accused him of every insult under the sun.

“That little-“

“Meathead? Yeah, I know.” he cut her off, shoulders jerking up and down as he laughed.

“Actually, you could’ve just switched yours off instead of listening in!” she puffed out her chest, gloved hands buried under her biceps with a stern glare of a defiant toddler.

“And miss the gossip? You know me better than that, Nakamura.”

“Rio.”

“Nakamura.”

Her teeth clenched, grinding slowly together in thought before she gave into her urges and snatched up the med kit; box in her left and cotton buds in her right.

“I’m not one for empty threats, you know. As a Captain, you should be more acquainted with your crew.”

“I think you’re headed too far towards the pirate side of things, Nakamura.” Karma pushed, repeating her surname for extra emphasis on the ‘Ooh you don’t like it so I’ll keep doing it’ situation. He reached out and wrapped his digits around her clothed wrist, gently guiding her hand forward steadily until the bud was pressing into the fleshy surface of his tongue, soaking up the moisture alongside the thin stream of blood still producing itself from the wound. Rio’s eyes widened ever so slightly, face now unusually close to this boy. When he retracted her wrist, the white was doused in crimson. Much akin to the hair on his head.

His stare read everything she needed to know: I’m in control and you don’t want to do anything about it.

“I wouldn’t be embarrassed by the fact you hide your determination with your playful nature,” Karma mused, head cocking to the side as he gazed up towards the female. She looked… different somehow. More submissive. More reserved. Less feisty.

Vulnerable.

“In fact, I’ll let you in on a little secret.”

One of Akabane’s hands let go of her wrist, rising up to the side of her head where he tucked her locks behind her ear, guiding Rio’s head to the side so his lips could brush the surface of her ear, breath already whispering its own message to her.

And in the lowest murmured rasp he could, he finally spoke again.

“I think it’s quite adorable of you, Rio.”

~~ FINIS.

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nicnsmth1 · 9 months ago

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Tale As Old As Time // Assassination Classroom

hero!karma x poet!shizuha/shinsuke (oc). fantasy au. oneshot. oc is transmasc and genderfluid with alternating pronouns (she/he/they) throughout. cliffhanger ending? no part 2 most probably. feat two other ocs (akifumi and chiyo). wc 2.8k

notes: this might be my first writing on tumblr (I mostly write for myself and on quotev TT but I wanted to post this hihi) so I hope it's alright, I'm making a little au series yippee

Kunugigaoka Castle

“Your Highness! There has been infiltration in the village over at the valley, we have to send our soldiers over, stat!”

Chiyo bursts out into the garden, her hair messy as her dirt-stained robe comes into view in the afternoon sun. It was another uneventful day in the kingdom and Prince Asano was busy with a diplomatic meeting with the general, Akifumi “Chiyo, can’t you see that you’re disrupting an important discussion right now?” The prince replied, simply rolling his eyes as he took another sip of his tea, Chiyo however was restless on her feet “That village is my home, my people are in danger, I can’t stand by and wait for you to finish your fancy lunch!”

Akifumi clears his throat as he raises his cup of tea over his own lips “How big of an infiltration are we talking about?” Curiosity took over his thoughts, but as Chiyo gulped and sighed, her response let out an incredibly loud gasp from Akifumi “A dragon. Those ruthless, good-for-nothing devils set out a dragon to terrorize a village filled with innocent lives!”

“Gakushuu, how are you so calm about this? Aren’t you supposed to keep this area safe or something?” Akifumi asked, definitely, it didn’t cross his mind just how big the scale of the attack was, but the prince remained unfazed “Our hero is already out for the quest, that’s why I’m not as panicked and stressed, general.”

Chiyo’s eyebrows furrowed as she stood up straight, steadying herself properly.

‘The kingdom’s hero? Sir Akabane?’

Ever since the attack that brought the kingdom to the brink of war was single-handedly solved by a young traveler wielding a sword a few years back, he is well-known in the entire kingdom as their number one problem solver when things get rough—which it definitely was—but no one except the prince and a few guards have even seen him in action. It was as if this ‘Sir Akabane’ was just a legend, a myth even. Chiyo scratched her head, unsure of what to think of this new revelation “So we’re just going to stay here and wait? Is that it?” The prince grumbled in silence “Yes, that is it. Is there anything else you want to bother me with?”

‘Tch, rude.’

Taking her leave, Chiyo didn’t utter another word; that is until Prince Asano called her out one last time “Can you call Shinsuke over? The general is interested in his latest poetry collection-”

“Oh god!”

“...What is it?”

“Shinsuke was on the way from the flower fields to the valley!”

The valley is filled with natural wonders and beautiful creatures scattered all over the hills and atop flower fields, which is why it is the best place for poets like Shinsuke to gain some inspiration as writer’s block hits them with a pang where forming sentences with even three words was hard enough to think of. It had been a few days since Akabane’s last visit to their hut in the woods, but it was enough for them to start overthinking where the young hero went.

To rehash, ever since their writing session next to their window was greeted by a redhead hero practicing his magic skills in the woods, he has not stopped begging for them to write a poem about him. Every quest he was sent to was then a chance for him to get the rarest most valuable item—not to sell—to send as a gift to Shinsuke who has no clue what any of those things even do. They’ve kept dragon teeth, phoenix feathers, siren’s scales, and even bones from fossils of unknown origin; Akabane was determined to convince them to write him into one of their many ideas.

That’s the issue.

As the giftings kept coming and his visits became a normal part of Shinsuke’s routine, they might have developed feelings more than annoyance towards the pestering hero.

This is the reason why they are now in a field of poppies and peonies, staring at the blue sky with their book in hand “How am I supposed to tell him that I’ve written him multiple dedicated poems already that I could make an anthology?” They asked themselves, staring deeply into the yellowed pages of their journal.

There was no hope, even with the beautiful scenery that was projected around him and the new ink and quill that Akabane had gotten him, his thoughts were stuck on what he should write that’s not about the hero. The sun was high in the sky and as the tip of the inked stationary touched the paper, he opted to close the book instead, packing his things and was ready to get back to the castle “Asano is probably wondering where I went,” he sighed, knowing that his childhood friend must be searching high and low for him whenever they haven’t seen one another for a day.

The prince’s family had been working with the Kamiya’s for a while, especially when it came to the arts of literature. Prince Asano and Shinsuke were just friends by luck, but nonetheless, they stuck together. However, Shinsuke’s younger sister was not a poet nor a writer; she was a popular bard who played her harp every noon for the townspeople; they loved her.

Enough about that. As Shinsuke was walking back to the path he came from, he heard a loud crackling sound, almost like a thunderstruck out of nowhere. Screams and the imprinted footprints on the dirt were now noticeable to him and the initial shock was then washed away by even more panic-inducing signs of an attack; a gust of wind strong enough to knock down a few trees, a scorching heat from an undeniable flame starting nearby, and a growl of a dragon.

‘You must be kidding me.’

The town that she had passed by came into view and there it was, a huge dragon rampaging around the town with half of the houses being burnt to bits “Is it too late to go back to the flower fields?” Shinsuke muttered under her breath, but her frozen stature was then replaced with actual fear when the eyes of the beast locked on her in an instant. With no magical knowledge, no potion, and no weapons, she prepared for the worst.

SLASH!

“Mr Poet! Fancy seeing you around!”

“Sir Akabane?”

The hero jumped on top of the dragon skillfully, one slash over its wings and another stab to its eye before casting a spell on his palms to imprint it against the dragon’s body, engulfing it in a curse “We’ve got to lead it to the ocean!” Akabane shouted from the top of the dragon’s head before he hovered down by using a spell, grabbing hold of Shizuha’s arm with a grin, it was as if fighting a dragon and banishing it in the ocean was a casual task of his “Why me?” “You’re here already, aren’t you? Might as well join me on my ventures, maybe you’ll even get some inspiration for that poem of mine!”

The two of them started running into the woods, heading to a beach close by, the dragon following them blindly with a stomp with each step it took “Sir, I can’t run this fast-”

“Is this an invitation to carry you, Mr Poet?”

“I mean-”

“Say no less!”

The hero jumped one time—casting spells swiftly as he went—and a light from under his soles shone before he was able to float “Grab onto me, won’t you?” Shizuha hesitated, her legs still running to catch up to him before she was left with no choice, it was too tiring to run “This doesn’t guarantee you a personal poem,” Akabane held her close to him, moving her body over to carry her in his arms “Doesn’t matter, you’re already red in the face, it’s priceless,” Shizuha looked away, but to no avail, Akabane laughed at the action taken “You’re always so predictable if I were to say one tease you’ll be hiding your face in my chest!” He stopped his sentence before continuing a few seconds after “Though, I won’t complain if you do~”

“Just get rid of the dragon that’s on our tails already!”

“Demanding aren’t we?”

Shizuha’s hold around Akabane tightened when he plunged them into the ocean, the dragon behind them disappearing into foam the moment it touched the surface of the water whilst the two of them were protected by a bubble of air.

‘He really is the hero for a reason.’

Shizuha thought, seeing how quick his reflexes and casts were, it was no wonder people sought highly of him. After the initial shock of the situation, she finally could relax; the dragon was no more and she could finally go back to the palace. Resting her head against his shoulders, she sighed “I hate to say it, but thanks,” Akabane grinned, flashing his winning smile at the poet as he floated them out of the ocean as swiftly as he jumped into it “Can I send you back to your place by chance?” Shizuha couldn’t help but nod, not hating the fact that they were holding onto him at that very moment very closely; closer than they’ve ever had before.

Back on the surface, they went, and with an arm extended, Akabane ushered them over the dirt path “Come on, I’m sure the kingdom’s guards are fixing up the damages, it’s my duty to get you back home safely,” looking at him with a complicated expression, they asked, “Is this your ploy to convince me to write you a poem again?” Akabane looked away playfully “Maybe, maybe not, you don’t know that,” even with the infuriating answer, Shinsuke couldn’t help but admire his antics “Talking about your writings, you’ve never even lent me any of them to read before, I’ve always wondered about your renowned poetry.”

In truth, Shinsuke didn’t care if he read through them, but the problem was that the only poems in their satchel right now were the ones written about him “Another time would suit that-” “Eh? I thought you were away from your place for inspiration? Have you not?” He was perceptive and this was yet another problem that Shinsuke had to face as they walked through the forest path. “Well, taking inspiration doesn’t mean I’ll be writing at the same time, sometimes I just want to take a walk around the place and write at home.”

Akabane wasn’t convinced “You sure? Your bag is brimming with papers.”

‘Dammit.’

They quickly rushed to shove the papers down the satchel, but Akabane was faster in snatching it away “Let’s see shall we?” “Hey! Wait-”

“‘The Disturbing Beauty’, isn’t that a wonderful title?” As he was about to read the first line, his eyes widened and his steps went to a halt “Give it back already,” Shinsuke begged, knowing fully well they couldn’t take it away anymore, not when he was already scanning the words very carefully “Hey, Shinsuke,” they gulped at the first mention of their name “Yes?” Akabane’s eyes didn’t once move away from the page “You’re quite the romantic, I never would’ve guessed.”

‘Does he realize it’s about him?’

“I like writing romance, yes,” Shinsuke acted nonchalantly, but beneath that facade, he was deeply embarrassed and scared. No way did the witty hero of the kingdom not realize that the whole poem was written about him “You’re experienced in that field?” Akabane handed the page over, seeming to ignore the fact that Shinsuke was having a crisis in his brain as to whether or not to be alert with any future remarks on the poem “N-not really, I haven’t romanced anyone if that’s what you’re asking,” Akabane raised one eyebrow “Liar, if you’re not romancing anyone then is this poem just some platonic statements about me?”

‘So he does notice!’

“What are you talking about?-”

“Don’t play dumb, Mr Poet, you know what I’m referring to.”

“It’s merely a romantic prose written, it’s not meant for anyone and definitely not you.”

Akabane laughed, reaching out for Shinsuke’s wrists in his hands gently. “If it’s ��not meant for anyone’ then what about I ask you if you can make it meant for me?” Shinsuke’s face lit up into a bright red, pinkish hue decorating his cheeks and he tried not to just run off from the situation, was this hero really charming him? “Believe what you want, but my poems are subjective, they can be interpreted for anyone and everyone,” he tried to contain his feelings, but it was hard when his very muse was touching him oh so softly “Then I interpret that you’re in love with me, how’s that?”

‘Oh, he is so insufferable!’

Slapping his hands away, Shinsuke started walking forward “Then I’m not letting you read any of my other writings, you’re clearly reading them wrong!”

With that, he went ahead, leaving the stunned hero behind.

The next day

“If Shizuha doesn’t want to see you, who am I to force her to?” Prince Asano answered, looking down from his opened library window to the redhead hero on a horse “She’s with you right now right? I’ve brought her favorite flowers! Tell her that!”

Shizuha couldn’t face him, not after she had been utterly exposed the day before and thought that hiding in the library was the best idea, that was where she was hiding. Despite that, the hero was persistent. It wasn’t the first time Akabane had given her her favorite flowers, but it was definitely the first time receiving a bouquet of it in the middle of her rest in the palace with her royal friend. The prince moved his head away from the window to take a look over at Shizuha who was in the corner of the room, burying her face inside an old thick book “I’m scared!” She silently shouted over “Weren’t you nonstop talking about him the last time you were here?”

Moving the book away from her face, Shizuha showed her worried eyes “He’s a hero. I can’t be falling for someone so dangerous,” it was always in the back of her mind, no way was she willing to be with someone willing to sacrifice their life when push comes to shove and Akabane was the epitome of that very scenario. Someone safe in their home and loving literature like Shizuha was no match for the always-in-action hero like Akabane. “I’m not one to say I like that guy, but you can’t keep lying to yourself, he’s interested in you as well.”

It was so obvious that it was sickening to the prince. The many relics that the kingdom had the right to were just given away carelessly to Shizuha because of the hero’s adoration for the mysterious poet who keeps to themselves and if this kept going, the prince might as well just arranged a marriage between the two to get them out of the kingdom’s business forever “He’s giving me peonies! How can I say no to that?” “Then don’t, you’re being an incredibly tough crowd right now, either you go or no, hurry up.”

Stepping away from the corner, Shinsuke peeked over at the window and with just one look of their blond hair in the opening, Akabane’s eyes lit up as he extended his full hand of flowers “Mr Poet, care to come downstairs?” Shinsuke clasped both their hands together nervously. “It’s a bit of a long trip to go from here to the backyard,” Akabane tilted his head to the side before smiling “Jump out then, I’ll catch you.”

‘Is he being serious?’

Their lack of response was enough silence for Akabane to speak up once more “When have I ever let you go?”

With one last look over at the fed-up prince, Shinsuke placed one foot over the windowsill before taking a leap down, both of their legs bracing for impact, but just as promised, Akabane caught them just in time and with a feather falling spell, it didn’t even feel like they just jumped down from that high of a height “For someone who isn’t in love with me, you sure trust me enough to take risks,” Shinsuke frowned, but their hands were on the hero’s face “Did you want to give me the flowers only or no?”

“Oh, these? They’re not the main event, I wanted to take you out.”

The pink flowers placed on their torso, they blinked in confusion “Where to?” Akabane’s eyes met theirs as he spoke “Your place? We haven’t hung out for a while and I’d love to read about your inevitable crush on me~”

“I told you that it’s not about that!” It definitely was.

“Nonetheless, just us two, am I allowed to whisk you away from your dearest prince?”

With one hand on the side of his face, tracing the line of his jaw and the movement of his lips with his own thumbs, Shinsuke couldn’t hide the excitement that was contained in this plan of theirs “Whisk me away all you want, hero.”

“I’m glad to do so, Mr Poet.”

#assassination classroom #ansatsu kyoushitsu #oc stuff #akabane karma #canon x oc #asano gakushuu #assassination classroom oc #writings #oneshot #I've written this as an extra chapter of my fic but I wanted to post it here hihi #might have some mistakes but wtv #eng isn't my first language etc etc #I have so many aus cooking for these two ugh

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all-my-simps · 1 year ago

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Masterlist

(Note: I may not post very often bc of school but I will try my best)

I Wirte For:

My Hero Acadamia (MHA)

Toilet Bound Hanako-kun (TBHK)

Assassination Classroom (AC)

Characters:

MHA:

Pro Heroes

Villains

!NOT MINORS! (you can age them up but I might not choose you sry!) P.s: no trash allowed *cough* mineta&enji *cough*

TBHK:

Tsuchigomori

Yako

Hanako

Tsukasa

Akane (boy)

Teru

Kou, Yashiro, Sakura, Natsuhiko, Aoi (girl), lemon (the character) (I will write all of these chatacters !PLATONICLY!)

AC:

Karasuma

Irina

Nagisa, Karma, Itona (I will write all of these chatacters !PLATONICLY!)

I Write:

Fluff

Crack

Fem reader

Masc reader

Gn reader

Platonic

Angst (im not very good but i can try ;D)

Stories

Oneshots

Headcannons

I do NOT Write:

Smut

Lemon/Lime

Character x character

Threesomes

Yandare

Plz send requests + do not copy or repost my work without giving credit!

#assassination classroom #my hero academia #toilet bound hanako kun #masterlist #Sfw #Anime #Oneshots #Headcannons

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angelsandarsenic · 11 months ago

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I cannot tell you how much I despise the fact that the majority of Assassination classroom related content on tumblr is sexual or idk just photos of the characters and stuff. And everywhere. Where are the headcanons and the ocs and goofy oneshots and the shitposts

#Assassination classroom

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eyeshields · 10 months ago

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Illustrations celebrating Eyeshield 21 21st anniversary/the release of the BRAINxBRAVE oneshot (part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5).

Artists from left to right, top to bottom:

Shinya Suzuki (Mr. FULLSWING)

Mitsutoshi Shimabukuro (Toriko)

Shinohara Kenta (WITCH WATCH)

Shun Saeki (Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma)

Yuto Tsukuda (Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma)

Tadatoshi Fujimaki (Kuroko's Basketbal)

Yusei Matsui (Assassination Classroom)

Nobuhiro Watsuki (Rurouni Kenshin)

#eyeshield 21 #es21 #21st anniversary #art

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purplxbuttxrfly · 2 months ago

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Request rules

Rules:

▪︎ When ordering please be as specific as possible about what you want (Headcanons, oneshot, scenario, etc.)

▪︎ It is possible that if there is missing information in the order or just if I am not inspired, I do not do it. (Sorry in advance if this is the case🙏)

▪︎ NSFW possible

▪︎ WARNING: I do not write about sensitive subjects like depression, suicide, unless it is part of the past or the personality of the character. Also I will not write yandere x reader or reader!yandere

▪︎ I would write at my own pace.

☆ List of characters :

• Blue Lock. ~ Rin Itoshi ~ Michael Kaiser ~ Isagi Yoichi~ Sae Itoshi~ Nagi Seishiro ~ Riyusei Shidou ~ Yukimiya Kenyu~ Bachira Meguru

• Dr. Stone. ~ Ryusui Nanami~ Stanley Snyder~ Hyoga Akatsuki ~ Ukiyo Sakonji ~ Senku Ishigami ~ Sai Nanami

• Jujutsu kaisen. ~ Gojo Satoru~ Toji Fushiguro~ Inumaki Toge~ Nanami Kento~ Sukuna~ Yuji Itadori

• Wind Breaker. ~ Umemiya Hajime ~ Jo Togame ~ Hayato Suo~ Kaji Ren ~ Sakura Haruka

• Demon slayer. ~ Muichiro Tokito ~ Sanemi Shinazugawa ~ Uzui Tengen ~ Rengoku Kyojuro~ Muzan Kibutsuji

• Tokyo Revengers. ~ Manjiro Sano~ Chifuyu Matsuno ~ Mitsuya Takashi

• Mashle. ~ Rayne Ames ~ Lance Crow

• Assassination Classroom. ~ Karma Akabane~ Nagisa Shiota~ Hiroto Maehara ~ Isogaï.

• My Hero Academia. ~ Bakugo Katsuki ~ Keigo Takami (Hawks)~ Toya Todoroki ( Dabi)

• Attack on Titan ~ Levi Ackerman ~ Armin Arlet

• One Piece. ~ Shanks ~ Ace ~ Zoro

• Horimiya. ~ Akane Yanagi~ Miyamura Izumi ~ Sengoku

• Komi can't communicate. ~ Shosuke Komi ~ Hitohito Tadano

• The apothecary diaries. ~ Jinshi

• Possibilities to make Harry Potter characters among: ~ Draco Malfoy~ Harry Potter ~ Ron Weasley

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tojisrealwifey · 1 year ago

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RULES!

i will write various sfw/nsfw oneshots/fics on this page.

you CAN send me requests but please adhere to the rules below and see if your request is eligible to be written.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ anime/manga/fandoms that i will write about

• jujutsu kaisen • naruto / naruto shippuden / boruto • my hero academia • attack on titan • demon slayer • assassination classroom • tokyo revengers • tokyo ghoul • hunter x hunter • one piece • bungou stray dogs • genshin impact • honkai: star rail

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ things that i will not write about (nsfw) [will update as i go]

• pedophilia • rape/non-con • incest • scat kink • emetophilia (puke kink) • vorarephilia (canibalism) • necrophilia • minors without a canon timeskip

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ WARNINGS!!

• there will be mentions of drugs, sexual acts, bullying, depression, abuse, suicide, and death in my fics • plagiarism is a crime so if you use any of my ideas please give credits • lastly, please be kind to the author and the readers, you never know what they go through

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amaya-writes · 2 years ago

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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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RULES WHEN REQUESTING:

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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Event Status:

OPEN, ACCEPTING REQS WILL WRITE FROM 10TH

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NUMBER OF REQUESTS SENT SO FAR: 17/30

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EVENT MASTERLIST

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serotonins-stuff · 2 years ago

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I will KILL to have more karma content from u literally 🤗🤗

♡︎Playfighing bf! karma +scenario

Going easy on you? Not a chance.

He's going to tackle you, sit on you, trip you- man is an absolute menace.

Will smile when you try to tackle him and he'll hold your wrists and smirk down at you.

WILL NOT STOP TEASING!!

" C'mon, I'm standing still baby, attack me."

As soon as you rush towards him he dodges you. Pinning your arms behind your back and kissing your neck while you struggle to be free.

Will shamelessly start flirting with you.

"You're so cute when you're sweaty"

You be out of breath, huffing and heaving while he's flawlessly not even bothered. Dodging every move like it's nothing.

This mf will start giving you tips during the fight.

"Your footing is off babe, try a different stance."

Smiling through the whole thing.

That is until you manage to pin him to the ground and he's genuinely shocked. Like actually flabbergasted that you even managed to lay a finger on him.

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"Looks like you got me princess" he tries to move but still can't get up. His was way stronger than you, so how were you pinning him down like this?

His face went pale when he saw your expression.

You held the same sinister smile he does, placing your hand to his sides to prepare for an attack.

"Wait hold on now let's talk about this" he raised his hands in defeat, smiling nervously.

Then you started tickling him, and it was over. He squirmed and cackled under you, attempting to pry your hands off but it was no use.

When he saw his chance he swiftly changed positions. Pinning your hands above you so that he would be on top and have all the control.

Now it was your turn to panic while he deliberately raised his arms to your sides just like you had done. You flinched when his finger made contact with your stomach.

"Looks like someone is sensitive" he smirked, and proceed to attack your sides with a series of tickles.

"Karma- s-sto-p" you squirmed under him, laughing so hard that tears formed I'm your eyes.

"Oh has my princes had enough?" he cooed and lifted you princess style.

"You're a menace you know that?" You poked his cheek, and he put your finger in between his teeth.

"I'm your menace"

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A/n

This is the first request I've received, and I cannot explain how happy I am rn.

Thank you so much to everyone for the love and support!

Likes, reblogs and comments are appreciated!!

Requests are open.

#fypage #anime and manga #oneshot #imagine #assassination classroom #karma x reader #karma akabane #akabane karma #serotonins stuff

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bimbodolllll · 1 month ago

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can you do a korosensei x student reader who struggles with suicidal episodes / depression ?

^ _ ^

۶ৎ Sunlight Through fog.

۶ৎ auth: ofc!! As some who still goes through this I understand how hard it can be.

۶ৎ Summary: throughout all your life, you’ve wanted to just fade out, and you figured everyone would forget when you did. But someone watching closely, wanted you to make sure you don’t feel too alone.

۶ৎ: one shot | gender neutral reader | mentions depression/Suicide.

۶ৎ Characters Included: Korosensei

Korosensei had a habit of noticing everything. The way Nagisa’s eyes flickered when he doubted himself, how Karma’s smirk was always a little sharper when he was hiding something, or how Kayano’s cheerful facade occasionally cracked when she was deep in thought.

But you—

You were different.

You didn’t wear your emotions like a badge or hide them behind a mask of confidence. You were quiet. Too quiet. Not in the observant, calculating way that Nagisa was, but in a way that felt like you were folding into yourself, trying to disappear.

Korosensei noticed.

It wasn’t just the way you barely spoke unless spoken to or how your eyes looked dimmer than the rest of the class. It was the way you sat in the back, gaze distant, as if the world was moving too fast for you to keep up. It was the way you flinched when someone raised their voice—even if it was just a joke. And how your smile never quite reached your eyes.

Korosensei had seen these signs before. Too many times.

And now… he feared he was running out of time.

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“Y/N, would you stay back after class?”

His voice was gentle, as always, but something in his tone made the room go quiet. The other students glanced at you, but you barely reacted. You just nodded, eyes trained on the desk as everyone filed out.

Korosensei waited until the classroom was empty. His tentacles moved with a quiet grace, uncharacteristically subdued. No exaggerated antics or goofy remarks. Just… stillness.

You didn’t look up.

“Y/N,” he said softly, the usual playful edge gone. “You’ve been quieter than usual lately.”

You shrugged, a hollow gesture that conveyed nothing.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Silence.

Korosensei didn’t press. He knew better. Forcing you to speak would only make you retreat further into yourself.

“I’ve been told…” He paused, tentacles folding neatly in front of him, “that sometimes, when the world feels heavy, it’s easier to pretend you’re invisible. To fade away.”

Your fingers clenched the hem of your clothes, knuckles going white.

“But fading away isn’t the answer, Y/N.”

His voice was barely above a whisper now. “Because even if you think no one would notice…” His eyes softened, that familiar warm yellow glow dimming. “I would.”

Your throat tightened.

“And I’m not the only one.”

He moved closer, but not too close. Just enough for his warmth to be felt—just enough for you to feel… something.

“The class… They would notice.”

“They’d move on.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, cracking under the weight of unspoken thoughts.

“No, they wouldn’t.” Korosensei’s tone was firm but kind. “Nagisa would notice immediately. Karma… would pretend he didn’t care, but he’d blame himself. Kayano would cry.”

Your eyes welled up.

“And me?” His voice grew softer, almost breaking. “I would never forgive myself.”

Tears slipped down your cheeks before you could stop them, silent but endless. Your shoulders trembled, the weight of everything crashing down.

Korosensei didn’t speak for a moment. He let the silence hold you, comfort you in the way words never could.

“Why…?” Your voice was barely audible, as if the question was dragged out of the depths of your heart.

“Why do you care so much?”

Korosensei’s eyes grew impossibly gentle.

“Because I know what it’s like…” He whispered, his voice carrying the weight of a thousand regrets. “To feel like the world is better off without you.”

Your head snapped up, eyes wide, tear-filled.

“But I was wrong.” His smile was sad but unwavering. “And I can’t let you make the same mistake.”

The air grew heavier.

“Y/N…” His voice was barely above a whisper now, full of a quiet ache. “You matter.”

Those words shattered the last wall you had so carefully built. Your sobs echoed through the empty classroom, and Korosensei was there—not too close, but close enough that his presence was a grounding force.

And for once…

You didn’t feel so alone.

⸻

“Y/N.”

Days passed after that conversation, but Korosensei never stopped noticing.

He noticed how your posture was a little less rigid. How your responses, while still hesitant, had a bit more life in them. He noticed the way you lingered after class, standing just a little closer to your classmates.

But he also noticed the days when the darkness crept back in.

Like today.

You sat by the window, head resting on your hand, staring outside with that distant look.

“Y/N,” Korosensei called softly, gliding beside you. “Would you like to help me prepare for our next lesson?”

You blinked, caught off guard. “Me?”

“Of course!” He smiled, but it was softer this time. “Your perspective might be just what I need.”

You hesitated but nodded.

Korosensei didn’t miss the flicker of warmth in your eyes.

⸻

“I’m still… not okay,” you murmured one afternoon, voice barely above a whisper as you stood alone with him after class.

Korosensei didn’t move.

“You don’t have to be.” His voice was steady, grounding. “Healing isn’t a straight path. It’s okay to take your time.”

You swallowed hard, eyes lowering.

“Just…” His tentacles reached out, lightly brushing against the top of your head in a gentle, reassuring gesture. “Don’t walk that path alone.”

Tears welled up again, but this time, they weren’t so heavy.

“I won’t,” you whispered.

And for the first time in a long time…

You meant it.

⸻

“Y/N,” Korosensei said one evening as the sunset bathed the classroom in warm hues. “I read somewhere that even the tiniest cracks can let sunlight in.”

You looked up at him, eyes reflecting the orange glow of the fading day.

“So, even if you feel like you’re breaking… there’s still light.”

His smile was soft, sincere.

“And I’ll be here,” he whispered, voice barely above the rustle of the wind, “to help you see it.”

And in that moment, you believed him.

For the first time, the cracks didn’t feel so wide.

And maybe—just maybe—there was a little bit of sunlight waiting for you after all.

#x reader #female reader #anime #scenarios #fanfic #female writers #assassination classroom #korosensei x reader #korosensei #fluff #open requests #commissions open #oneshot #writing

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sunflower-author · 1 year ago

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Hello 😁🤚🏻

I hope you are in good health and have a full spirit 💖

I'm having trouble getting in a writing mood and reading others story always make me happy. I've never really sent request before so this would be my frist, I hope it's not much trouble, and if you can't find inspiration for it, I'll understand if you can't or don't want to do it.

I was hoping you could write a yandere assassination classroom, the entire class of 3-E or just a few like Karma, Nagisa, Itona (anyone really) with a reader that couldn't care less about their yandere nature, and someone blurts out (do to feeling guilty) that they have been stalking them home and had taking some of their stuff (the class thinking reader will get mad) but reader just shrugged and say they already knew and that they need to work on their stalking because she figured them out on day 2. Gender doesn't matter, but if you do gender fluid that be nice if not anything else is good.

If you don't wish to write it, please say no◇

Please have a good day/night. ♡

SO SORRY!! This took much longer than I anticipated for!!

I really hope you like it!! If not please lmk on things I can fix!!!

Also, somehow this was a bit rushed too sorry!

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"Hey Ritsu, are you connected?" Tomohito asks, sitting down at a desk beside her.

"Yes, the girls put the cameras in, there are no blind spots," Ritsu answers.

"Wait, no blind spots? Wouldn't that be... I don't know..." Kaede says worried.

"The cameras are only in their living room, we didn't put any cameras in anything else if that was what you were thinking," Tomohito says reassuring Kaede.

"Well we did put some listening devices, in some of the plushies we gave them, isn't that right? Itona?" Rio asks, putting an arm around him.

"Making them was a bit tricky, but it was a lot easier to make than the cameras," Itona says, playing with his remote car.

"You guys are seriously trying too hard," Karma says, in a mocking tone having his dumb smirk, plastered on his face.

"Really now? and what do you suggest we do differently?" Ryoma asks, clearly annoyed.

"You all a bunch of babies, if you really loved Y/N you'll skip this boring stalking thing, and just take things into your own hands," Karma says, with a statistic smile.

"If we were to do that Y/N would hate us forever," Nagisa counters back.

"Really?, Because I think that if we keep them long enough, they will eventually fall for us, I mean humans are social creatures, needing contact in order to survive, with us being their only contact they will eventually fall for us, right?" Karma says explaining.

"Even if that were to happen, if we keep them isolated they might break, losing themselves then loving us, I don't want that to happen," Nagisa says seriously, looking up at Karma.

"A small price that might be paid," Karma says, shrugging "But if it were just me, they wouldn't break, but now that I am sharing the chances would be higher," he says as if the class were all just a nuisance.

"Guys! Shut Up! Y/N just walked into the building!" Hinata says, panting a bit as she just ran into the room.

With that, the room goes silent...

Until...

"Takuya I'm sorry, but I'm busy after school today how about tomorrow?" you say walking in the room. All eyes are on you, ".....Um.. Hey guys?" you say unsurely.

The tension in the room faded, and they all started talking like nothing happened. It was a bit scary how the mood can change like a flip of a switch.

"Hey Y/N! What were you talking about with Takuya?" Manami asks, in her usual timid voice.

"Oh just if I was able to hand out at the ramen place later on today, but I'm hanging out with Rinka and Ryunosuke later," you say casually.

"Heh, sorry Takuya but there are already three of us, maybe next time we'll invite you," Rinka says teasingly.

"Hey Y/N, do you wanna come with me to the teacher's lounge? Korosensei just came back from Germany yesterday," Kaede asks, popping her head out the door. "Sounds fun and good, I'm in," you say excitedly, as you head out the door.

Takuya waits for your footsteps to become gone before saying "You just want more pictures of Y/N that's the only reason you and Ryunosuke, are taking them out," clearly annoyed.

"Oh whatever, you always like looking at the pictures in the end, just like everyone else," Ryunosuke says rolling his eyes.

"I.. just make sure they're good," Takuya says embarrassed.

"Your talking to the best snippers in class 3-E, we always have good visuals on our target," Rinka says, hearing the pride in her voice.

"I thought you guys said that Rinka and Ryunosuke stopped taking pictures of Y/N?" Manami asks worried.

"I... well... it's complicated," Hiroto says, trying to explain it to her, as he was the one who told Manami that they stopped taking pictures of Y/N.

"He obviously lied to you," Karma says blankly. "Your too empathic, we needed you to stop worrying over Y/N, knowing that you would break, telling them everything... well ruining everything for all of us," Karma says explaining.

"I admit that I'm not the best actor, but you guys didn't have to lie about Y/N, I care about them, just as much as any of you guys, I even made the drugs you asked for," Manami says, as he holds up a bag of different bottles.

"Wait... what drugs?" Nagisa asks, confused and curious.

"You know the the drugs, I made my own chloroform, something that calms the mind, something that weakens muscles, and lastly something that can make them sleepy," Manami says explaining.

"We didn't... Karma!" Nagisa says, angry by the thought Karma would do such a thing.

"So what if I was, I promise I won't do it alright, especially now that you know," Karma says as he puts his hands up.

"Hey guys! We're back," Kaede says, walking through the door. Signaling to everyone that you are nearby, it became a habit sometimes when they talk they become so engaged in the conversation, that they lose track of anything else, including your presence.

"Ah Y/N, just the person I wanted to see," Karma says, with a sweet smile. You know something is up when he smiles like that, just when does he normally smile sweetly?

"Karma... what do you want?" You ask hesitantly, staying cautious.

"You know, we barely spend time with each other, most of the time you just hang out with everyone else... it seems like your avoiding me," he says hurt, clearly acting.

"Karma you know that's not true, everyone just makes plans with me every single second of the day, you know this, so what's your point?" you ask, wondering what he is trying to say.

"It's just that...don't you think it's a bit odd... that every day you have someone that wants to hang out with you, it's a bit abnormal behavior? Ever noticed how everyone treats you slightly differently? Or the fact that they know small details about you, that you've never shared before? Do you wonder why is that?" Karma says still smiling, but with a mischievous face.

"Karma..." Nagisa says, with a dark look, warning Karma.

"You messed up my plan, I'm just returning the favor," Karma says looking at Nagisa, then turns to you.

"Well, don't you?" Karma says in a smug tone.

"... I wonder why, on my first day of school, Rinka and Ryunosuke were following me home, I wonder why Kotaro somehow knows when I'm going to mess up on things, I wonder why Nagisa has a whole notebook dedicated to me, and lastly I wonder why you act so innocent when you are the worst one out of everyone, do seriously think I don't know that you hurt people that I talk to that is not in this class? And a whole lot more things of you and the rest of the class," You say, calm and collected.

"You knew this whole time?..." Nagisa asks with wide eyes.

"Anyone would have been able to see and know what you all were planning," You say turning to look back at him. (Any normal person would be oblivious to it all)

"Heh, I knew I couldn't fall in love with just any normal person, turns out you truly are unique," Karma says proud that you were conscious of what they were doing.

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