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oh goddamit if this site crashes, i didn’t save all of my fics anywhere else 😭

#rip dreaming of assclass #ALSO i am so sorry i’m gonna finish the trick or treats tonight + tomorrow #my new job started officially so i’ve been just a bit busy #anyways… 😭 2020-2023 you were a real one

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omg hazama pfp …. trick or treat zainaaa <33 :]

Lee!!! Here’s a candy for you!! 🍫 And yes I’m honoring Hazama in the last few days of October lololol

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“Aw, yeah! It’s pizza party time!” Muramatsu cheered, slapping his palm against his desk rather loudly.

Hazama rolled her eyes and thwacked him lightly with her gothic paperback. “It’s pizza, not gold.”

“Speak for yourself,” Yoshida snarked, turning around to face them and rubbing his palms together. “I even skipped lunch because I’ve been looking forward to this all day.”

“Same!” Terasaka chimed in, doing the same hand motion. “We didn’t do all that extra help in the classroom earlier for nuthin’.”

Besides him, Karma didn’t even bother to hide his snicker. “You have no idea how stupid you look right now.”

“Shut it, Karma!”

“If I knew pizza was all it took to turn you into a feral, brain dead zombie, I would’ve brought you some way sooner. You know, so you can be a better minion.”

“That’s it,” Terasaka growled, raising his fist. “Shu-!”

“PIZZA’S HERE, EVERYONE!” An obnoxious yet familiar voice sang, breaking the room into a silent pause. Korosensei glided over to his desk and rested the boxes onto the surface, his bright yellow tentacles waving around nonsensically.

“Aw yea- wait,” Kimura scrunched his nose in confusion. “Where’s the rest of it?”

There were only two medium-sized boxes.

“O-oh, erm…” Korosensei chuckled, turning a shade of pink. “That’s all Sensei can afford right now…hehehe….”

The room erupted in chaos.

“ARE YOU SERIOUS?!”

“WE’RE ALMOST THIRTY PEOPLE!”

Korosensei burst into tears, immediately covering his face with his tentacles. “I’M TRYING MY BEST! YOU KNOW SENSEI LOVES YOU VERY MUCH!”

“Clearly not enough!” Terasaka snapped.

“NOOOOOOOO I DO!”

Muramatsu frowned, eyeing the size of the boxes. He turned to Karma. “Hey, math genius. Do you think that’ll feed all of us?”

“What do I look like, your calculator?”

“God, you’re such a dick.”

The classroom has devolved into utter chaos as Korosensei continued to cry and wave his tentacles everywhere, Kimura offered to run and pick up more boxes of pizza, Kataoka swiftly reminded him they were on top of a mountain, Ritsu sacrificed her slice since she’s virtual, then Sugaya told her she wouldn’t get one in the first place, and then Ritsu started crying.

Karasuma rubbed his temple, feeling a pounding migraine come on. “OKAY ENOUGH. I’ll cut the slices for everyone myself, and next time we have pizza, I’ll make sure that oaf doesn’t buy it.”

Hearts appeared in Kurahashi’s eyes. “Mr Karasuma, you hero!”

“Yes thank you, Mr Karasuma!” Korosensei cried, holding his tentacles in a heart shape.

Karasuma sighed and pulled out a normal knife from the inside sleeve of his jacket.

After about ten minutes, Muramatsu stared down disappointingly at the tiny sliver of a pizza slice on his plate. “I think my thumb is wider than this slice.”

“Mine definitely is,” Terasaka grumbled, picking his slice up. It was comical really, how much larger his hand was.

“Why did I skip lunch for this again?” Yoshida groaned.

“I could say why, but then I’d just be repeating myself again,” Hazama said before passing her plate to Yoshida.

He looked incredulous. “For me?”

“Yeah dumbass since you didn’t eat any lunch at all. Take it.”

Yoshida grinned. “Thanks, Hazama.”

“Don’t mention it.” She went back to her book, but not before showing a tiny smile herself.

Terasaka chewed thoughtfully and glanced at Karma’s uneaten slice. “Are you gonna eat yours or what?”

The delinquent was rummaging through his desk, his head bowed while he searched. “Yes.”

“Well, what are you doing?”

“None of your bu- oh, here it is.” He pulled out a small spice container from his desk.

Terasaka squinted, reading the label. “Chili flakes? Why the fuck do you have chili flakes in your desk?”

“I don’t live by your standards,” Karma replied casually, sprinkling a generous amount over his minuscule pizza slice.

“Whatever.” Terasaka rolled his eyes. “This class is weird as hell.”

#zaina writing smth original for the first time in 2 years????? #unprecedented #assclass #trick or treat 2023 #LMAO I FORGOT ITONA so let’s just pretend he’s like tryna get adopted or smth 😭 #anyways here’s some karma + group 3 for you lee #they have sm comedic potential lol #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #ryoma terasaka #karma akabane #taisei yoshida #takuya muramatsu #kirara hazama #group 3

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trick or treat!!!!

Gummy!!! 🫶 here’s a candy for you 🍬

“It’s very dangerous for you girls to go in there alone.”

Uh...excuse me?

Like they couldn’t handle this one mission themselves? Kayano bit her tongue, willing herself to ignore that spark of indignance. This entire mission was dangerous from the get-go, they knew that coming in. What difference was it now?

Can’t he just trust us? Kayano wondered bitterly. And why put so much pressure on one of their 15-year old male classmates?!

Ah, I’m doing it again. Venting and screaming inside her head, every particle of her body begging to let it out. But she couldn’t, not if she wanted to remain Kaede Kayano. A joke. An innocent girl. Someone who couldn’t be relied on for anything. Someone who should stay away from dangerous things.

Screw that!

#trick or treat 2023 #damn i haven’t been here in a while #anyways here’s rage filled kayano in my yoshida island au i didn’t finish!!!! #assclass

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Send an ask with "Trick or treat!" to the writer who reblogged this & you could receive a 3-sentence fic, drabble, headcanon, sneak-peek at a WIP, the last sentence they wrote, a new fic idea, random line from a fic, picture of their notebook, a deleted line they love, an idea for a sequel, something they're researching, behind-the-scenes info on a published fic, or something else!

happy halloween!

reblog to welcome trick-or-treaters to your inbox! 🕸️🦇

#hi hi!!!! #i’m gonna take trick or treat asks!!! #since i do still have wips for assclass and fic ideas #gonna do this up until halloween passes!!! #send me trick or treat!!! 🧡👻🎃

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!!!!! OMG I LOVE THIS!!! <333333

horror subgenres that sunny cappuccino would love

in celebration of spooky season and my obsession with horror movies.

✰ MIMURA: The classics. ↠ FAVES: Frankenstein, Freaks, Night of the Living Dead Not exactly a subgenre, but as a filmmaker, Mimura is quite fond of the earlier works of horror. He's particularly interested in the ways in which the genre has developed, from cinematography, tropes, to scare factors. He definitely wrote a 5000-word deep dive essay dissecting that.

✰ FUWA: 80s slashers. ↠ FAVES: Sleepaway Camp, Friday the 13th, The Slumber Party Massacre It's a guilty pleasure. She calls it fast food horror. Fuwa's well accustomed to the tropes of this genre now, and paired with how clever she already is, her predictions of what's going to happen are always right. Her friends don't like watching these with her because she always unintentionally spoils it along the way.

✰ NAKAMURA: Self-aware horror comedy. ↠ FAVES: Scream, Cabin in the Woods Oh she is a super fan of the Scream franchise. I'm talking dedicated follower, owns every movie and probably has a merch collection somewhere. These types of movies just scratches her brain in all the best ways. You will definitely catch her writing paragraphs upon paragraphs explaining her theories too.

✰ CHIBA: Monster movies and supernatural. ↠ FAVES: Fear Street trilogy, It, The Thing If there's one thing Chiba loves in horror movies, it's the explanations of a complex lore of unexplainable beings. These movies tap into the otherworldly and usually have coming-of-age themes mingled within, which is right up his alley.

✰ SUGAYA: Found footage. ↠ FAVES: The Blair Witch Project, Lake Mungo, Noroi: The Curse There is just something so raw about found footage movies, and it is this very aspect that makes Sugaya so fond of them. He views it as a form of art that is very flexible. It can portray just about anyone and anything and still feel real. He considers that the magic of it all.

✰ HAYAMI: Vengeful spirits. ↠ FAVES: Shutter, The Ring, Sinister Bonus points if it takes place in a haunted house. Hayami believes that the sole purpose, the very heart and soul, of watching horror movies is to get scared. So that's exactly the type of movies she seeks out when she's in the mood for horror. Rather than intensity and gore, she best enjoys horror movies when they're built on suspense and unease.

#AGHHH I LOVE THIS POST #nakamura being a scream fan just makes SO MUCH SENSE #fuwa and mimura are also so SPOT ON #HAPPY SPOOKY SEASON!!!! 👻🎃 #assclass #reblog #3-e

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so this is pretty embarrassing to admit but i get some notifs of people liking my really old “peak zaina being chronically online” posts….and like bro i don’t agree with many of my own thoughts 😭

so just a disclaimer that some of my opinions have like changed a lot since then lol

also don’t mind me, just gonna delete some of my embarrassing old art 😭

#not all of them #there are some that i will still die with #but they’re like more general fandom annoyance

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Hayami x Yada, in a romantic sense, what do you think?

I loveeee any of the WLW ships in AssClass honestly! I think the girls are so sweet and funny and have a lot of underused unique dynamics!

Also partly I love them out of spite because the fandom largely ignores sapphic ships in favor of MLM ones.

Hayami x Yada gives besties to lovers vibes, in the cutest way possible. Their friendship in canon is so sweet, and lowkey a case of “look similar, but are internally opposites” lol.

They’re both pretty and girly, but while Hayami is icy and reserved, Yada is a social butterfly. I also LOVE that these traits can be inverted. Underneath her cold demeanor, Hayami is very soft and caring. Meanwhile, Yada has a darker cunning side to herself.

They would be the girlfriends who do each others makeup for sureeee. Also the type to buy each other a million stuffed animals, as well as share steal each others clothes.

Both of them are also dancers, which was the main bonding point of their friendship! I can see them having fun dance battles that get competitive quickly lol, or just dancing together for absolutely no reason in their kitchen at 3am.

Overall I love shy girl x outgoing girl so this relationship is adorableee, and I’m here for it

#assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #ask #touka yada #rinka hayami #i forgot their ship name omg

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hey zaina! it’s been a really long while, how are you? :3

also, what’re your self-indulgent hcs for hayami? <3

Hi hi!!!! omg it has been so long, i’m sorry!! 😭 i’m doing good, just overwhelmed thanks to work and school lol, but i hope you’ve been doing well!! 💗

Rinka Hayami Headcanons

🐱 I like the idea of everyone finding her stern or unapproachable just because poor girl has a strong RBF, when in reality she’s like the cutest thing alive

🐱 She doesn’t just like cats, no, she’s fucking obsessed. Like we all have that one friend who would literally die for any cat, and that’s Hayami.

🐱 She leaves out dishes of cat food and heating pads for the strays in her neighborhood. She also has a myriad of cat-themed pens and stuffies in her room, always tucked away if she ever has guests.

🐱 Her guilty pleasure is watching trashy reality shows thanks to Okajima. They watch Love is Blind and Keeping Up with the Kardashians together, sometimes joined by Mimura and Sugaya.

🐱 The chocolate bullets she got for Chiba were actually specially made by her. She wanted to give him a thoughtful gift, but also didn’t want to step over any boundaries in their dynamic so she stuck to something they already bonded over.

🐱 Seems like the type to like cherry-scented perfumes

🐱 Used to cry every night as a kid because she hated being alone and tucking herself into bed because her parents weren’t there. (🥺😭)

🐱 It took her a long time to get used to receiving random hugs from her friends and classmates, but she loves them. Won’t show it outright, but she gets so much joy whenever Yada or Nakamura tackle her. Girly is very touch-starved 💔 and gay

🐱 I feel like Hayami is the kind of girl who is effortlessly cute and stylish, in a more subtle way than Nakamura, for example. She can throw anything on and still look 10/10. She just carries this classy vibe no matter what she’s wearing.

🐱 She’s one of the kids who grew more attached to the teachers more than others, because it was literally the first time in a long while that she had parental figures. And while they may be unconventional and crazy, at least they were there for her.

🐱 Honestly it’s really sad and self-indulgent to think about what the found family of 3-E meant for her. Before Class E, she literally allowed herself to be used and cheated on just to feel a semblance of connection, just to feel needed. And now she has a giant class of people who love and cherish her unconditionally 🥺💗

#assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #rinka hayami #headcanons #oop i think i might be going into a hayami phase now #bc she is painfully sad and relatable

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OMG UR BACK!!!! also the new theme is soo pretty dwdw ;) quick questions b4 i forget but -- what app do u use to make the moodboards?? theyre so pretty :( wanna try one skjdfks

I AM THE ACTUAL WORST BC I SAW THIS THE DAY YOU SENT IT AND I MENTALLY REPLIED, BUT I FORGOT TO ACTUALLY OPEN IT AND POST JAFJFHWHWJ

I’M SO SORRY SWEET ANON 💗💗💗💗😭😭

The app PicsArt is my holy grail 🙏 I edit most of my pics and stuff on there, highly recommend.

To make the moodboards, I color a blank square and then put a bunch of stickers haphazardly over it. It’s acc so fun

This reply is so late but I hope you see it 😭

#post

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Ahhh!! I'm so glad you're back! You are my literal favorite blog, and I love everything you do! I was wondering if you had any Mimura, Kimura, or Sugaya headcanons? I'm not quite bold enough to use my name, but know that you've got somebody who lights up whenever you update!

Omg this ask has been siting it in my inbox for so long 😭 I’m so sorry!!! This is such a sweet message, thank you!! 💕

Mimura, Kimura, Sugaya HC’s

🤎 Mimura has a slight gap in his two front teeth and it’s like the cutest thing ever when he smiles. He’s very shy about it though, and had a habit of smiling closed until he came to 3-E and felt more comfortable with himself.

🤎 Sugaya actually really likes graphic novels and comics, but mostly for the art styles and artistic merit. He collects some to use as inspiration.

🤎 Kimura once tried to take advantage of his running speed and get 20 extra minutes of sleep before DASHING like a mad man up the mountain. And it worked until Yada told him he stunk of sweat and even Kurahashi was avoiding him lmao.

🤎 Kimura has definitely gotten caught talking shit about someone, and then running for his life afterwards.

🤎 Sugaya has walked into walls so many times just because he’s always daydreaming or lost in thought.

🤎 Mimura has pins from his favorite movies stitched onto his school bag.

🤎 Kimura is definitely a Top Gun fan.

🤎 Korosensei left tickets to an art museum in Sugaya’s yearbook guide :’)

#assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #headcanons #justice kimura #kouki mimura #sosuke sugaya

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Sugino moodboard 🙏 I made this so long ago and only just remembered to post it lol.

#best boy 💗💕💗💗💕💕 #LISTEN maybe it’s projection #but I feel like he’d really like marine animals #like he’d just find them so cool and interesting #and even watch ocean documentaries for fun #tomohito sugino #assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #moodboard

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This is just a random thought that popped into my head but what would each of the E class students be allergic to? Like some form of allergy and how bad would it be? Sorry if that sounds weird lol.

I don’t know why but Mimura gives me the vibes that he’s allergic to like 474737 things. Like you ask him if he has any allergies, and he starts counting with fingers LMAO.

“Yeah, uh… almonds, sesame, cat fur, feathers, celery, mustard, red meat, dried mangoes-”

“How are you still alive...?”

Hazama has a peanut allergy, and it’s so cute because one of the other squad members always carries an epi-pen just in case she forgets hers.

Okano and Kimura are both lactose intolerant but literally could not care less. They’ll still drink chocolate milk, eat ice cream, etc. Jokes on them because then they pay the price in the bathroom.

Reaper 2.0 is very allergic to shellfish, so when he realizes he has to camp out in Japan for like a year to get his revenge, he’s so mad. Like that leaves him very few options for food lmao.

Chiba is super cautious with what shampoos and hair products he uses bc he’s had random allergic reactions before and it was HELL. So he doesn’t ever wanna relive that.

And I don’t know if this counts as an allergy per say, but I could see Muramatsu being sensitive to bug bites. Like his gets super big, red itchy reactions, and that’s partly why he HATES bugs. Esp if they’re in his kitchen bc that’s supposed to be his safe space 🥺

Karasuma is allergic to chocolate. No, he really doesn’t care since he’s not big on sweet stuff. But every time someone finds out, they have the most dramatic pitying reactions and it drives him crazy.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’RE ALLERGIC TO CHOCOLATE????? YOU’VE NEVER EXPERIENCED HAPPINESS HAVE YOU? IM SO SORRY FOR YOU BRO YOU ARE MISSING OUT!”

Irina does not find out about it until like a little while into their relationship. So one night she’s trying to be all sexy to surprise him after work, and she uses some melted chocolate….let’s just say it went horribly and they spent the night in the ER instead.

#assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #ask #headcanons #3-e #kouki mimura #kirara hazama #hinata okano #justice kimura #nidaime #reaper 2.0 #2.0 #ryuunosuke chiba #takuya muramatsu #tadaomi karasuma

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Muramatsu moodboard 🍜❤️

I love the idea of him collecting dumb plushies and being so protective of them

#assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #takuya muramatsu #moodboard #idk why I feel like he would be obsessed with gushers #yoshida keeps gushers stocked at his house for Muramatsu uwu

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Made moodboards for Kayano and Okuda a while ago and decided to post them now lol

#assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #kaede kayano #manami okuda #moodboard #Okuda wearing butterfly print socks >>>>> #she’s such a soft girl omg I love her

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Hi! Could you do the “hold my hand” prompt between Sugino and Okano? I would LOVE to read it 🥺

Absolutely hahaha 💕

Okano + Sugino - “Hold my hand”

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Okano drummed her fingers on the edge of her seat, getting increasingly impatient. It was supposed to be a short train ride, yet somehow it felt like it was taking ten years.

She tugged again on the hood of her pink sweater, making sure it was staying put over her hair, before leaning against the window.

It was late spring now, and the weather was a clear indicator. It was a sunny day and a light breeze was in the air, brushing past everything. All around her, the cherry blossom trees were in full bloom and scattered their petals everywhere like blowing kisses.

It wasn't normal for her to take a train to school. In fact, she almost never did. Her house was close enough to bike to Kunugigaoka and the mountain base, and it was a good way of exercise too. On some days, she was fine with walking too.

But recently, some relatives from Korea came around for a visit, and Okano had spent the night at her aunt's house. It was a little risky given that it was a school night, but her excitement was too strong. She missed her cousins, all of whom had grown so much taller and older now. And she missed all the snacks and amazing Korean cuisine that came with them.

So, as soon as she'd gotten back home the day before, she packed an overnight bag along with her school uniform, and her mom had driven her over to the aunt's house. Her brothers came as well, but couldn't stay the night because of extracurriculars and events the next day.

Of course, being one of the "Class E losers who weren't permitted to be in clubs anymore," her schedule was presumed to be free. Which Okano was fine with. Better they leave her alone than pry into her assassin training.

Now she was on her way to the train stop that was closest to Sugino's house, where they would continue walking together from. She hadn't really thought anything of his innocuous text last night, but now she felt her stomach flipping just a little.

Just a tiny bit.

"Arriving at: Nakano Station. Please carefully exit the train."

She leapt up at the sound of the announcement before grabbing her bag and making her way to the door. A few seconds later, it opened and she jumped out, savoring the fresh air that instantly flooded her senses.

The breezes carried the scent of cherry blossoms with them, creating a sweet aroma that made her want to stay in place forever. The sun blanketed her with its warmth and glow, as the light blow of air brushed her cheeks.

She turned and followed the crowd, scanning the area for her taller baseball-obsessed companion. It wasn't long before she spotted him, standing under the shade of one of the cherry blossom trees outside the train platform.

Okano hurried the pace, feeling the sensation of butterflies in her stomach grow even more. She slowed down once she reached a few meters away from him. Of course, Sugino was absentmindedly tossing a baseball in his hands, unaware of her presence.

"Morning, loser," She called out, instantly gaining his attention. His head snapped up and a smile instantly formed on his face.

His...stupidly...handsome...face.

Okano mentally slapped herself. Get it together, girl.

"Oh, hey," he greeted, in that same dumb chirpy friendly tone she was used to. "How was yesterday? With your family?"

She shrugged, walking alongside them as they began exiting the train station. "It was good. My favorite part was seeing my cousins and getting a bunch of gifts from Korea."

"Yeah I bet." He tugged lightly at the hood of her sweater. "Is this one of the gifts?"

Okano batted his hand away, feeling her face flush. "No, I've had this forever."

"Really? You should wear it more often. It's actually kinda cute."

She glared at him from the corner of her eye. Was he teasing her? What kind of joke was that supposed to be?

"I don't need to take fashion advice from someone who basically lives in t-shirts and sweatpants."

Sugino laughed. "Ah, but that's the look that's supposed to drive the ladies wild."

She wrinkled her nose. "Who told you that?"

"Nakamura."

"Well, she's wrong." Actually, she wasn't. Okano didn't want to group herself into the majority, but the few times she'd seen Maehara in that type of outfit, she felt her attraction skyrocket. And then he'd open his mouth and it would immediately plummet into disgust.

And with Sugino, well, it made her wanna dive into his arms forever.

She glanced up at him again, noticing a petal had landed on the top of his head. It was such an endearing sight, she couldn't help but let out a laugh.

His gaze fell on her. "What?"

"Nothing, you just-" She cut herself off and moved without thinking. She raised herself on her tiptoes and grabbed the petal right off his soft hair.

It wasn't until their eyes met that she realized how close she'd gotten. There was practically a centimeter between them.

Okano scrambled away quickly and held it up to him. "There was a petal on your hair," she explained, feeling the heat rush to her face.

Sugino's eyes were wide, but his expression swiftly morphed into a sheepish one. "Oh, thanks," he replied, reaching up to scratch the back of his head.

"No problem." She fiddled with it in her hands, half tempted to toss it away immediately and burn the mortifying moment out of her mind forever.

But the second half in her wanted to hold onto it. To feel the soft petal and carry the sweet fragrance, to forever associate cherry blossoms with the look in his eyes when they were so close to each other.

She was quickly snapped out of her thoughts at the sound of his voice.

"Okano, look out!"

She felt his arm grab her and tug her back towards him, away from where she'd been standing. Okano felt her head collide with his chest, her nose brushing against the fabric of his school uniform shirt. It smelled clean, like soap.

She was frozen, her mind struggling comprehend what had just happened. Then she caught sight of the car rushing past them, going at a much higher speed that it should have.

"Idiot," Sugino muttered with a scowl, his gaze following the car. Okano belatedly realized his arm was still wrapped tightly around her shoulders, holding her close against him.

He noticed a moment right after her, and released her. "Ah, sorry," he stammered. "It was just coming your way really fast, so I wasn't thinking..."

"It's okay," Okano answered without thinking. She looked up at him and his gaze was to the side, looking anywhere but at her. His cheeks were tinged a light shade of pink, and it was adorable.

"Thanks," she told him before grabbing her bag and inspecting it to make sure it wasn't open or ripped after falling to the ground. She unzipped it and briefly checked the contents.

She then noticed the petal was laying on the ground by her feet. She snuck a quick peek to make sure he wasn’t looking, then she stuffed it into her bag. The sound of his voice caught her attention.

"Wait a second..." Sugino trailed off. "Are those pink highlights in your hair?"

Okano paused, then her hand immediately flew up to the top of her head. Instead of the protective pink hood, she felt the loose curls of her hair. At some point in the chaos, her hood fell down. Oh, come on-

She pulled her bag back on and crossed her arms. "My cousins made me try out this dye they brought. It's temporary though, so it'll fade in the next couple days."

Before he could say a word, she quickly added, "Oh, and it's supposed to be peach, not pink."

Sugino tilted his head, his gaze still on her hair as if it were a math equation or something he was trying to figure out. Just as she was about to demand what was so stare-worthy, he finally spoke.

"It looks really good on you. I like it."

Her eyebrows shot up. "Really?"

His lips curved up into a smile. "Yeah, you look like a Kpop star. It's really cute, especially with that hoodie."

She felt her face heat up, her fingers tugging on a curl. "Oh, well, I already knew I look good...so you're stating the obvious." The words just spilled out in a blur.

Sugino nodded along solemnly, his mouth fighting the smile that was returning. "Of course, of course."

Okano tapped a foot against the pavement, feeling the butterflies come back stronger than ever. "Well, uh, we should get going."

"Yeah..." He suddenly outstretched his palm to her. "Hey, hold my hand."

Her jaw dropped as she stared at him. "Are you out of your mind?"

He rolled his eyes. "Just in case you're not paying attention again, and some car decides to try and run you over. This way, I can easily pull you out of the way."

She scowled, ignoring the way her heart was racing. "First of all, that car was speeding! Secondly, you sound like you just want an excuse to hug me again."

For a split second, Sugino looked as if he'd been caught. Then his mouth fell into a flat line and he groaned in impatience. "Come on, Okano, quit screwing around. We gotta go."

"Ugh, fine!" She clasped his hand in hers as they continued walking, ignoring the way their palms fit against each other.

She was certain her face was gonna implode. "What if someone from school sees us and thinks I'm your girlfriend or something? Or worse, Korosensei sees us?"

Sugino laughed. "I'd just tell them that you're way too vicious to be my girlfriend."

"I should've kept my mouth shut and let you keep walking around with a petal on your head like an idiot," she grumbled, earning more laughter.

It sounded like music to her ears.

…

By the end of the day, two things happened.

They weren't spotted by anyone, and luckily, were spared the embarrassment of their class' obsession with shipping.

Okano realized that she may have had a tiny, microscopic crush on Tomohito Sugino. And she was half convinced he felt the same way about her.

#assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #tomohito sugino #hinata okano #writing #ahhhh this was rlly fun to write #Okano is so fun to explore the perspective of #sporty kids vibes >>>>> #and I always associate her with cherry blossoms #idk why #but I used this request as an excuse to include her and cherry blossoms motif haha #I hope you enjoy this!!!! <3 #sugikano

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AH hi zaina hope im not too late but for the writing prompts: “Don’t cross the street yet, idiot!” with terasaka, yoshida + muramatsu if thats all cool? immediately thought of those three when reading it lmfao

LEE!!!! Yes omg ofc!!! also we have the exact same brain bc I thought of them too for this prompt 😭😂

Terasaka, Yoshida, Muramatsu + “Don’t cross the street yet, idiot!”

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“Goddamn, I need some sunglasses out here,” Terasaka grumbled, shielding his face from the bright glare of the sun. "Why is it so bright?!"

He felt sweat droplets forming on the back of his neck from the day's warmth as he shuffled along the sidewalk, slinging his bag over his shoulder while one hand continued to try and block the UV rays.

"Well, global warming is here now," Muramatsu pointed out from besides him. He was smart and adorned a black cap over his ruffled hair, although Terasaka doubted its effectiveness. The blonde's ears were turning slightly red from the heat.

"It has something to do with greenhouse gasses and the ozone layer," Muramatsu continued. "I can't remember all that crap, but Takebayashi was talking about it on Monday."

Terasaka considered it. "True. I heard about the ice caps melting and whatnot. Guess that's why it's boiling hot now when just yesterday, I had to wear a sweater."

A few steps behind them, Yoshida yawned. Obnoxiously loudly.

The other two stopped and turned to him with a glare. "Really dude?" Terasaka groaned.

"I already have to hear my dad yawning like that every morning," Muramatsu complained.

The biker shrugged and pulled his water bottle out. "Sorry, but it's way too early to be talking about melting ice caps and global warning and all that science shit." He took a swig from the bottle.

"Global warming, you dumbass," Terasaka sighed, although it was evident he was amused.

Yoshida capped his bottle and shoved it back into his bag. "Let's talk about that actually." He pointed in front of them.

Both boys followed in the direction of his finger, only to see a poster taped to a street lamp ahead. Terasaka walked over to read it better, while Muramatsu moved more slowly.

"Cooking contest on Saturday, June 14th," Terasaka read aloud. "2pm at Sakura Park. Bring your finest dish, ready for your skills to be evaluated by our judges. The winner receives a gourmet cookbook from the finest ramen chef in the region, Suzuhara Junpei."

He turned back to the others, an incredulous look on his face. "Well, damn. Finally, a great opportunity for the culinary arts around here."

Yoshida clasped Muramatsu's shoulder with an excited grin. "You're signing up for that. No arguments."

Terasaka ruffled his hair affectionately. "Yeah, you would so win this. Your cooking is the fucking best when you're making stuff outside your dad's menu."

Muramatsu just smiled sheepishly. "Thanks, guys. I actually, uh, already signed up for this."

"Huh?"

"Wait, really?"

Yoshida whipped around to face the poster again, leaning in to see the bottom portion, which he just realized was the sign-up sheet. And sure enough, Muramatsu's name was listed besides the number seven.

Terasaka grinned at him, impressed. "Well, shit dude, when were you gonna tell us?"

Muramatsu laughed. "Today, actually." He pulled off his bag and reached into it, pulling out two Tupperware containers.

"I decided I should make a curry for the contest, so I tried out two different recipes last night." He handed a container to each of them.

"Ooooh." Yoshida was almost salivating at the sight inside.

"One is a Trinidadian goat curry, and the other is a Pakistani dish called Chicken Karahi," Muramatsu continued. "Karma helped me get some spices and ingredients for both."

"So, he is capable of being nice," Terasaka murmured in surprise.

Muramatsu snickered. "It didn't come free. I had to make him a serving and promise to share my cookbook with him if I win."

"When you win," Yoshida corrected him. "Dude, this looks amazing as hell."

"For real," Terasaka agreed, already impatient for lunch. The container in his hands smelled delectable, and the taste would definitely match it.

"Aww, thanks, fellas." Muramatsu smiled. "Just try both curries at lunch and let me know which one you prefer, so I know which recipe to stick with for the contest."

He gestured to his bag, which Terasaka only just realized appeared heavier and more stuffed than normal. "I made servings for Hazama, Itona, and Hara too, to get their opinions."

"Alright, but I wouldn't take Itona's reviews too seriously," Yoshida smirked. "I swear, he's shitting with all of us."

"Are you kidding?" Muramatsu laughed as they began walking again. "I take his the most seriously. You guys enjoy everything but he's got refined tastebuds. I have no fucking clue how, though."

"No, but there's no way he can actually tell the difference between the taste of table salt vs sea salt," Yoshida protested.

"Nah, that one's obvious. Maybe you're just a dumbass," Muramatsu sniggered.

"Ok, alone, yeah. But when it's already mixed in food? No fucking way."

"They technically carry the same exact nutritional value. But table salt is really fine grains, while sea salt has the bigger crystals."

Yoshida kept up his argument. "But besides the appearances, there can't be any discernible differences."

"HEY!" They both jumped in place at the sound of Terasaka's bark. "DON'T CROSS THE STREET YET, IDIOTS!"

Both of their toes were right on the very edge of the curb as cars rushed dangerously by in front of them. The crossing sign light flashed red on the other side.

"Oh shit," Yoshida breathed, feeling his heart fall down to a normal rate. "That scared the shit out of me."

Muramatsu hadn't even realized how ahead they'd gotten during their heated discussion.

Terasaka finally caught up to them, a scowl on his face. "Watch where you're going! Two sets of eyes and you both didn't look at the road?"

Muramatsu tried to conceal his mirth. Terasaka's "mama-bear" energy was coming out. "We were-"

He waved them off. "Yeah, yeah, you fools were too focused on arguing about salt, of all things."

Yoshida shoved Muramatsu's arm, jokingly. "I know I'm right, by the way."

He scowled at him. "No way."

"Light's green," Terasaka cut in dryly, gesturing at them to start crossing the road.

They walked quickly down the crosswalk, as time was starting to cut short to get to the mountain. The sun was still beaming brightly in the sky, which was completely clear of any clouds.

"What would you two do without me?" Terasaka grumbled.

"Probably get arrested already for something, honestly," Yoshida answered.

"Oh, yeah totally," Muramatsu agreed. "Maybe breaking and entering?"

"Arson?"

"No, I've got it!" Muramatsu snapped his fingers. "Motor vehicle theft!"

"Yes!"

Terasaka slapped his forehead. "You fools..."

"Man, don't act like you wouldn't be the one to bail us out," Yoshida grinned.

He sighed, knowing they were completely correct. "You're goddamn right I would."

#assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #writing #ryoma terasaka #ryouma terasaka #taisei yoshida #takuya muramatsu #i hope this is ok!! #i know realistically muramatsu would def collaborate w hara #in a cooking contest #but for the sake of focusing on these three #i left her out </3 #im in love with the idea of muramatsu and yoshida acting like fools #and matching energy #like they totally would #i hope i wrote them ok btw #!!!!!

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hi zaina!! i saw your post on the girls and it is quite sad that they don't get as much attention as the guys do 😖

what are your thoughts on kahina/kahokano? its my favorite ship of all time and i feel like they'd just be really neat together!! it may seem incredibly random but it makes too much sense in my head lol

Ahhhh hi!!!!! 💕💗 how are you!!

So the first couple times I looked at this ask, I thought you meant Kataoka x Okano…and my brain was confused like “oh why would that be random lol, they’re besties?”

And now I just realized you probably meant Kaho 😂😭 omggg ok yeah that is a random combo but I’m here for it 👀

Kaho is the kind of person that Okano thinks she’s jealous of tbh. A girl who’s secure in her femininity, gets guys with little effort (seemingly), and just overall has an “it girl” kind of look. Note that this isn’t the reality, but it’s what Okano would choose to see

But if in some type of scenario, they’re forced to spend time together or they’re somehow pulled together, I think that jealousy would fade and fade until it’s just…attraction. Like it becomes an admiration and realization of Kaho’s true personality, not just what Okano chose to selectively think.

Also I see Okano as someone who would struggle with her sexuality. It takes her a while to realize she’s bi/queer, and even then, it takes a lot of time and growth to really understand her attraction to people. (Am I projecting? Maybe a little 😳 a lot actually)

Meanwhile on Kaho’s end, I don’t think she would immediately see Okano as “her type.” Likewise, I think it would take some time for her to get to know her. But she admires a lot of Okano traits, like how decisive she is, how she doesn’t take shit from anyone, how passionate she is, etc.

Who makes the first move? Kaho for sure lmao, she’s always doing the chasing

Now imagine Okano teaching her how to do complicated flips and skateboard tricks lol 💗😂 and then treating Kaho’s scrapes afterwards

Imagine Kaho getting her random plushies and cutesy things, styling her hair for her, and making her try spicy foods but is prepared to give ice cream to Okano after lol

#assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #ask #kaho tsuchiya #hinata okano #kahokano #kahina #this is such an interesting ship #I need to think about it some more hahah and actually come up with headcanons #I would love to know ur thoughts?? #How did this wonderful combo pop up in ur mind haha #I think this is also just overall so interesting #to think about the contrast and dichotomy #of Kaho’s relationship with femininity vs Okano’s #and how Okano views it #bc Okano is someone who tends to center males without even thinking #she centers her attraction her jealousy #her validation needs #etc #and in doing so she can have internalized misogyny towards other girls #canonically she dislikes Kanzaki bc she’s jealous #so yeah this is actually quite interesting to consider