#nagisa drabbles

[aphroditesswan]

New request if that's okay with u :)

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

Fandom: assassination classroom

Character: Nagisa

Platonic or romantic is fine either way!!

Have a nice day/night

ignore him 

nagisa shiota x fem reader 

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

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

genre : fluff 

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

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

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

okay, maybe not but it’s still terrible. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“what are you hiding under there!!” 

kayano asked, and suddenly karma was interested. 

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

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

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

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

“no.” “sigh.” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

you spoke, nagisa nodding in understanding. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“oh wow… how do you know all this?” 

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

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

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

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

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[amaya-writes]

Could I request a Nagisa Shiota x reader Au where korosensei is saved and lives in as a human?

Event Masterlist About The Event

Notes:

Warnings: mentions of death and injuries

Characters involved: Nagisa Shiota (koro sensei) human form

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Nagisa had expected a lot of things after his death.

He had expected an eternity spent in a foreign land akin to the ones others would compare to heaven or hell. He had expected to be reunited with his long-lost lover, or perhaps be forced to watch her from afar as he atoned for his sins.

He had expected punishment and purgatory, but never once considered the idea of rebirth.

As he uncomfortably shuffled on the soft bed he had been placed on, the heavily wounded male couldn't help but groan at the way his body ached as he watched an unfamiliar form race around the room he had been placed in.

"Oh you're awake! Thank god- I thought I lost you there."

Your voice was sweet like honey, with the sound lulling him into a state of comfort he shouldn't have felt when left to a stranger's mercy.

Yet somehow, something about your messy hair and jittery touch as you wiped at the dried blood coating his scarred skin told Nagisa you weren't looking to exploit him for his powers.

His powers.

Nagisa hadn't even bothered to think of the lack of tentacles connected to his body up until now.

The thought had him quickly shuffling your sheets as he attempted to raise his head and sneak a peek at his body, but you were quick to let out a series of complaints and urge him back down.

"Please don't move. I just got your wounds to stop bleeding."

The desperation poorly concealed in your voice was enough for him to give in and yet again collapse onto the bed you had placed him on.

You let out a small smile at his compliance but were quick to return to wiping at the blood and dirt staining his abdomen.

The room remained silent for a moment, with Nagisa trying to find any hints of his location by the thin glimpse of a city he could see through your windows while you focused on redressing wounds he hadn't even realised he possessed.

Your fingers barely ghosted his skin as you worked, almost as if you were scared to touch him more than necessary. The sentiment had him wondering just how much you knew about the situation you had placed yourself in.

Were you a government agent who took pity on the villainous high school teacher and chose to save him before he could perish, or a mere passerby who happened to be at the wrong place at the right time?

And more importantly, why in the world would you ever want to rebel against your government and put yourself in trouble to help a dying stranger?

The round of questions was almost as annoying to think of as their lack of answers. Especially when Nagisa was in no state to do anything about his situation. Not when it hurt to even breathe.

"I- um- this must be very confusing for you, isn't it?"

Your hands came to a stop as you spoke, making him turn away from your half-curtained windows to hear you out.

"Look, I don't know who you are but I couldn't have just let you die out there! I know that must sound so stupid, especially since you could very likely be a bad person who should have died-"

Your gaze finally shuffled away from the blue sheets he lay on to instead lock eyes with him.

"-but here's hoping you don't kill me in my sleep, uh-"

A weak smile tugged on your lips as you offered up your alliance, but it was quickly replaced with a conflicted frown as you wracked your brain for anything to refer to him by.

After all, 'the half-dead man I saved for no reason' wasn't exactly a becoming title.

Perhaps that was why Nagisa chose to spare you the misery and finally speak for the first time since his awakening.

"Nagisa."

The raspy voice echoing around him was so awfully different yet to the chirpy one he had been used to using in his new body.

It was human, yet somehow, not quite as humane as it should have been. But Nagisa couldn't find it in himself to care, not when he had been blessed with another chance at life.

Blessed by the person worriedly leaning over his half-asleep form.

"You can call me Nagisa."

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[seangelfish]

What they do for White Day (pt.2)

❥ Featured characters: Adonis Otogari, Keito Hasumi, Nagisa Ran, Niki Shiina, Mika Kagehira

❥ Tags: Fluff, established relationships/mutual crushes, stories are based on the !! era, no mention of pronouns

❥ A/N: Part 2 of What they do for White Day! Check out for part 1 here! This is also randomised, but part 3 (final) will consist of fan favourites alongside my personal faves! Happy White Day~ ♡

🤍 ADONIS OTOGARI

Adonis knew what to gift you for White Day the day you gifted him your homemade Valentine's Day chocolates. He knew you very well as the two of you had been together for a while, so he had an easy time arranging the things he wanted to do with you on that special day.

He had cooked you up a meal in his dorm room in which you found the food to be very tasty. The two of you gleefully ate together like a married couple, laughing and telling each other stories. Adonis would try to feed you himself and you'd let him.

But that wasn't the gift he wanted to give you. He handed you a small box which contained a stunning set of white earrings. He had asked his sisters what would look best on you, and they really did come in clutch!

It was a simple celebration, but he took into consideration that sometimes all you wanted to do was relax and stay inside.

"(Y/N), Happy White Day. My love grows for you every day."

🤍 KEITO HASUMI

Your relationship with Keito was a simple one, but the two of you were perfectly happy together. He was attentive and cared for your well-being, but he wasn't as romantic as the boys in the manga you read together.

But you didn't mind. His other characteristics make up for that. He was smart so he helped you with writing reports; he was disciplined so he helped you with your time management. Little things like that were lovable.

The time you gifted him Valentine's Day chocolates, the two of you had mirrored each other's shocked expressions. Keito was surprisingly bashful, but he thanked you profusely, accepting the chocolates with shaky hands.

"T-Thank you, (Y/N). I appreciate it."

He wanted to return the gesture. After all, he did love you even though he didn't show it in the ways you'd expect. On White Day, he gifted you a piece of white jewellery and a short manga he drew and wrote of the two of you. The manga consisted of a short story of how he fell in love with you and in which you could see the way he drew you so carefully and precisely.

"Happy White Day, (Y/N)," he stated shyly. "I'm all yours today, so what else would you like to do?"

🤍 NAGISA RAN

When you presented Nagisa with a box of your homemade chocolates on Valentine's Day, he was delighted, but he didn't think anything of it.

"Thank you very much, (Y/N). I love chocolate."

Therefore, you had to explain the reasoning behind why you gave him those chocolates in the first place.

It was barely noticeable, but a pink hue appeared across his cheeks when you told him you loved him. Smiling softly at you as he acknowledged your feelings, he admitted that he felt the same way about you too.

He remembered what Ibara said about White Day which was a month after Valentine's Day, so he started preparing something special for you in the weeks between that. He wanted to reciprocate your efforts, so he ended up booking a fancy restaurant for the two of you to enjoy, and then gifted you a white charm bracelet that he helped you put on.

"Happy White Day, (Y/N). I love you. I truly feel at ease whenever I'm with you."

🤍 NIKI SHIINA

Oblivious as he is, Niki thought the chocolates you gave him were a gift for working hard, but when he asked the other members of Crazy:B where their chocolates were, they looked at him in disbelief.

"Niki-han, you know (Y/N) gave those chocolates to you for Valentine's Day, right?" Kohaku had to clarify.

"S-Seriously?!"

Frankly, he didn't expect you to gift him anything for Valentine's Day, but then he realised that you liked him in that way which made things worse because he had just thanked you for the chocolates and walked away.

He decided to apologise the next day, but you brushed him off, telling him it was okay. He tried to accept your feelings as he felt the same way, but he never really had the chance to. With both of your busy schedules, he never got to fix things until White Day.

He had to beg you to meet him that day. Already prepared, Niki had made you lunch AND dessert, so when he finally got to meet you, he professed his love.

"I'm sorry, (Y/N)! I really really like you too!" he confessed. "I cooked all this for you, please accept them! Happy White Day!"

And of course, you were going to accept his gifts and feelings!

🤍 MIKA KAGEHIRA

Mika was extremely surprised to see you in front of him with a box of chocolates in your hands. He even tried dismissing you away because he truly believed you got the wrong person. When you stated that you were giving the chocolates to him, that they were addressed to him, he blushed a deep shade of red. He would've never thought you would ever like him back!

He accepted your chocolates and your feelings, and the two of you grew closer than before, establishing your relationship. Mika knew that he should repay your love back on White Day as he always dreamed of doing so. He was already preparing in between the two days, scribbling in his sketchbook on what to gift you.

On White Day, he surprised you with a handmade plushie that he had beautifully sewn himself. It was decorated with bows and craft jewels, reflecting the image of you. He had also gifted you a bag of hard candies some of which were his favourites.

"Happy White Day, (Y/N)!" he chirped happily. "Thank you for loving me back. I really hope you like everything!"

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[intheticklecloset]

Free! Coffee Shots #1-9

A collection of the Free! sentence starters I’ve done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories.

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1) Lee Rei, Lers Nagisa and Makoto

“Rei, you’re worrying too much—”

“No! I have to get the form perfect or it won’t be beautiful at all!” Rei sucked in a deep breath, letting it out slowly, concentrating. “One more time.”

Makoto glanced at Haru and Nagisa, exchanging shrugs with them as their newest member dove into the water for the fifth time in a row, trying to perfect his form within just a few days of finally being able to swim without sinking. The brunette watched him worryingly. Rei’s form wasn’t the best, sure, but he was still brand new. He couldn’t expect perfection right away, even if he was…well, Rei.

The newcomer completed his swim and climbed out of the water, shaking stray drops from his eyes. “How was that?”

“Better!” Nagisa encouraged enthusiastically, jumping over to him, placing himself between Rei and the pool. “You’re doing great, Rei!”

“But is there room for improvement? Surely there must be.” Rei turned to Makoto. “Captain?”

Makoto sighed. “You’ve got to be patient. You won’t be perfect right away, you know. And Nagisa’s right – you’re improving every time.”

Rei frowned. “But there’s still more work to be done.”

“There’s always more work to be done,” Makoto replied evenly.

Nagisa glanced up at his friend, saw his disappointed features, and hugged him from behind, startling the taller boy. “Don’t worry, Rei. You’ll be swimming like a pro before you know it! Just don’t push yourself, okay?”

Rei remembered their training camp and let out a resigned sigh. “I won’t.”

“Cheer up!” Nagisa grinned, turning playful in an instant. He scribbled lightly over Rei’s sides. “You’re no fun when you’re grumpy.”

“Ah! I’m n-nohohohohot grumpy! Nagisahahaha!” Rei giggled, his frown instantly replaced with a bright smile. He squirmed in place, trying to wriggle away from his smaller friend’s grasp. “S-Stohohohop! Hey!”

Makoto soon found he was smiling as well, and before he knew it he’d joined Nagisa’s efforts, raking his nails across Rei’s ribs. Rei squealed and arched his back, nearly losing his footing due to the slippery surface surrounding the pool. He pushed at the both of them while still giggling steadily, pink tinging his cheeks.

“Hehehehehey! Bohohohohoth of you, stohohohohop this instahahahant! This is unprohohohofessional!”

“Pfft, you think we care about being professional here?” Nagisa laughed, tickling harder. “We’re just having fun! Lighten up!”

Makoto nodded. “He’s right. We’re just helping you relax a little after practicing so hard today!”

Rei felt himself blushing as he cackled and squirmed and tried his best to escape their tickly clutches. The surprises just kept coming in the Iwatobi Swim Club.

*

2) Lee Haru, Ler Sousuke

“I’ve never heard you laugh before.”

Haru gave Sousuke a withering look. “I wonder why.”

“You do have a sense of humor, don’t you? You’re friends with Rin and all.”

“You realize this conversation is weird, right?” Haru frowned. “You don’t even like me. Why are you suddenly interested in whether I laugh or not?”

Sousuke quirked a brow. “Are you saying you don’t laugh? Ever?”

“Quit putting words in my mouth.”

The taller man appraised him for a moment, then poked his side experimentally. When Haru jerked away, Sousuke had his answer. He smirked. “So you do laugh.”

“No I don’t,” Haru shot back, instantly regretting his words when a spark of interest glinted in Sousuke’s eyes. “I mean – I do! But not…not when I’m…”

“You don’t laugh when you’re tickled? What do you do, then?” The dark-eyed man grabbed his waist and squeezed, fully curious now.

Haru jerked again and let out a breathy giggle, twisting and shoving at Sousuke’s shoulders. “Stohohop it! This is weheheheird!”

Sousuke winced instinctively, but he was too intrigued to stop now. “You don’t laugh? Seriously? What if I find a bad spot?”

“No! You wohohohon’t!” Haru protested, smiling wide despite himself. “I dohohohon’t lahahaugh! Ask anyohohohone!”

“Rin?”

“Yes! Rihihihihin! Ask hihihihihim! Let me go alreadyehehehe!”

Sousuke hummed, gradually letting up with a shrug. “Sure. I’ll ask him. But you know if he tells me you do actually laugh, I’m going to come back and finish this later.”

Haru shot to his feet, glaring as he backed away and then turned to leave. “You don’t even like me.”

Sousuke rolled his eyes. “Yeah, well…you tend to grow on people, don’t you, Haru?”

Haru didn’t reply, but the words made him feel slightly better about what had just happened.

*

3) Lee Rin, Ler Sousuke

“You don’t need to act so tough around me,” Sousuke reminded Rin, nudging him. “What’s really going on?”

“Wha-huh?” Rin stammered, surprised. “I’m not acting tough. I’m serious.”

“Yeah, forgive me if I don’t believe you.” Sousuke eyed Rin carefully. He’d honestly be inclined to believe nothing was wrong if not for the obvious sad look in his friend’s gaze. If it was Haru again he swore he’d kill him. “Come on, man. What’s up?”

Rin crossed his arms and leaned back against the bench with an indignant huff. “Nothing. You’re reading too much into it. I’m fine.”

Sousuke sighed heavily. “Don’t make me pull it out of you, Rin.”

“Pull what? There’s nothing to – hey!” Rin was already giggling before his friend had even done anything, the presence of wiggling fingers approaching him enough to put him on edge. “D-Don’t – there’s nothing wrong!”

“I don’t believe you.” Sousuke smirked and tickled the redhead’s ribs gently, pleased with the high-pitched laughter he got for his efforts. Rin squirmed and pushed at him, but Sousuke was nothing if not immovable. He merely kept it up and tickled harder every time Rin tried to jump out of his seat, and eventually his friend gave up trying to fight.

“Okay, okahahahahahay! I’ll tehehehehehell you!” Rin laughed, punching Sousuke’s chest. “Stohohohohohop!”

“All right, but I’m still holding onto you for insurance in case you try lying again.” The taller man chuckled at the deer-in-the-headlights look Rin gave him. “Spill it.”

“It’s just…I’m kind of…” Rin mumbled, trying to find the right words. It was difficult to focus with Sousuke’s fingers still on his ribcage. “Ugh, you’re going to think it’s stupid.”

Sousuke went back to tickling him. “Tell me.”

“Ah! Okahahahahahahay! All right, fihihihihihine, I yehehehehehelled at Nitori!”

“What?” Sousuke stopped, frowning. “Why?”

“It wasn’t his fault. He didn’t do anything. I was just in a bad mood and I snapped at him and now I feel like crap about it.” Rin sighed. “I know all I have to do is apologize, but…I’m kind of worried he won’t forgive me this time.”

Sousuke finally let him go, nudging him again. “Nitori’s a smart kid. I’m sure he knows you didn’t mean anything by it. Just go talk to him, Rin. Don’t beat yourself up over a simple misunderstanding.” He reached over and tweaked his side again, grinning when Rin yelped. “And quit pouting. It’s not like you.”

“Ack! Bahahahack off, you beast!” Rin giggled, finally getting to his feet for real this time. “I’m going to go and apologize right now. Thanks for listening, you jerk.”

Sousuke waved at him as he went. “Anytime, man.”

*

4) Lee Makoto, Ler Rin

“I wouldn’t say that with the position you’re in.”

Rin smirked at Makoto, who stood with his hands over the sink in the restroom, blue paint all over his hands from a project he’d been doing with the kids he coached. Rin had stopped by for a visit just as he was finishing up, and immediately Makoto had begun joking about how the world must be ending for the legendary Rin Matsuoka to be visiting a lowly coach like him.

“Dude,” Makoto laughed, “just turn on the tap for me, would you? I don’t want to get paint on the handles.”

Rin shrugged. “I don’t know. Should I be helping a lowly coach like you wash his hands after fraternizing with the next generation of competitors? Hmm…”

Makoto smiled, rolled his eyes, and reached for the knob with his elbow instead. “Fine, I’ll do it myself.”

Rin darted over to him in an instant, grabbing onto his sides and squeezing. “Careful! You’ll get paint all over the wall! Or worse – on your uniform!”

“Stohohohohop! Rihihihihin!” Makoto laughed, using every ounce of willpower he had not to shove him away. With his hands covered like this, the only thing he could do was stand there and let his friend tickle him. “Plehehehehehease! I’ll get pahahahahahaint all over you!”

Rin gasped dramatically, grinning at him through the mirror. “You wouldn’t dare get the great Rin covered in blue paint, would you? What kind of example would you be setting for the kids?”

Makoto clenched his fists and glued his arms to his sides as much as possible, trying to protect himself as his old friend continued being playful with him. “Rihihihihihihihin! This isn’t fahahahahair! Plehehehehease!”

“Don’t whine. It’s not becoming of a coach.” Rin chuckled, but finally let him go as requested and turned on the tap for him. “There. Wash up, buttercup.”

Makoto shakily rinsed the paint from his hands, still giggling. “You jerk. You haven’t changed at all.”

“Were you hoping I would?”

“Not in the slightest.” The brunette smiled at him through the mirror. “We need a resident tickle monster around to keep us in line.”

*

5) Lee Rin, Ler Haru

“Next time you’ll think twice before you prank me,” Haru said calmly, sitting on Rin’s back, pinning his arms above his head.

Rin struggled, but it was pointless and he knew it. Haru was stronger than he looked, and when he was determined not to let someone get off easy, no amount of physical fighting would budge him. “All right, all right, you got me. I’m sorry about the mackerel thing. Can you let me up?”

Haru was silent for a moment. Then he poked a single finger into Rin’s ribs and wiggled.

“Gahk!” Rin squawked, jerking at the surprise sensation, biting his lip to keep from giggling immediately. “Haru! D-Don’t – hey!”

“You always tickle us when we try to mess around with you,” Haru said, stoic as ever. “I think it’s only fair that we do the same in return.”

“Nohoho!” Rin huffed out a snicker, squirming helplessly even before his old friend suddenly dug in with all five fingers. “AHAHAHAHAGH!! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!”

“It was mean to get my hopes up like that. And after I haven’t seen you for months, too. You should know better than to tease me about something as serious as mackerel.”

“MAHAHAHACKEREL ISN’T SEHEHEHEHEHERIOUS!!” Rin protested.

Haru let go of his arms to drill all ten fingers into both sets of his friend’s ribs, pulling a loud screech of hysterical laughter out of him, followed by frantic kicking and flailing.

“OKAYOKAYOKAY I’M SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY HARU!! I’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!!”

Rin couldn’t see it, of course, but Haru was smiling at him, enjoying pulling such pure, genuine laughter out of his friend that he hadn’t seen for what felt like forever. He kept up his relentless tickle torture, comfortably seated on the redhead’s back. “I’m sorry, too, Rin. Sorry that I’m having too much fun to stop now. I hope you didn’t have any other plans for today.”

“HAHAHAHAHAHARU!! PLEHEHEHEHEASE, I’M SORRY!! HAHAHAHAHAHARU…!!”

*

6) Lee Nagisa, Ler Haru

“I’ll tickle it out of you,” Haru said, calmly pushing Nagisa’s hands above his head before the words had a chance to register, tightening his grip when the blonde’s eyes widened and he began to squirm.

“W-Wait—”

“Tell me where it is.”

“I can’t, Haru—!”

Haru wasted no time. Thanks to it being close to swim practice, Nagisa was only in his swimsuit, leaving his exceedingly ticklish torso completely open for the taller boy’s fingers to scribble over, drawing bubbly, shrieky giggles out of him.

“Wahahahahait! Plehehehehease, I cahahahahahan’t tell you!”

“You’d better.”

“Ahahahahahahaha nohohohohohoho!” Nagisa squealed, blushing under the intense gaze of his friend but having a lot of fun at the same time. Luckily for him he loved being tickled, so he’d be able to hold out longer than anyone else would have if they’d been the ones to hide Haru’s swimsuit from him. Perhaps it seemed childish, but truly, it was the only way to keep the man from the water just long enough for Rei and Makoto to get back with their surprise.

“Tell me,” Haru demanded.

Nagisa shook his head. “Nehehehehehehever! You’ll nehehehehehever make me tahahahahalk!”

Haru quirked a brow and switched from light scribbling to digging right into his friend’s underarm – a spot he knew from experience was particularly sensitive.

Nagisa shrieked, knees wobbling as he struggled to remain on his feet, laughter exploding from his lungs. “NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! NO FAHAHAHAHAHAHAIR, HARU!!”

“Where is it?”

“I WOHOHOHOHON’T TEHEHEHEHEHELL YOU!! R-REI AND MAHAHAKOTO—!!”

“Did they put you up to this?”

“WE AHAHAHAHAHALL DECIHIHIHIHIDED—!!”

“It was a mistake to keep me from the water.”

“PLEASE, HAHAHAHARU, LEHEHEHEHEHET ME EXPLAHAHAHAIN!!”

Haru couldn’t help but smile a little. As frustrated as he was about being kept from the pool thanks to his friend’s antics, it was truly enjoyable to make him laugh so hard. “All right, then.” He let go of Nagisa’s arms, scooped him up from behind, and tickled his ribs while his feet were dangling above the ground. “Let me hear it, Nagisa.”

The little blonde tossed his head back and squealed with giggles, determined to hold out until their friends got back.

Hopefully they wouldn’t be too much longer…

*

7) Lee Rin, Ler Sousuke

“Lot of courage for someone who’s about to get tickled,” Sousuke murmured into Rin’s ear, hugging him even harder and worming his hands under the redhead’s arms.

Rin’s eyes widened in the split second before he choked on his own giggles, trying to pull away but unable to move an inch thanks to Sousuke’s taller, stronger build. He just had to wrap his arms around his friend’s shoulders rather than around his middle!

“Ahehehahahahahaha! Sohohohouske, why?!” he squealed, squirming and giggling into his friend’s chest, feeling deep, rumbling chuckles rise up from the taller man in response to his own desperation.

“Because I can.” Sousuke sounded so nonchalant, curse him! “And because it’s about time you get a taste of your own medicine, you tickle monster.”

“Buhuhuhuhuhuhut I hahahahaven’t tickled you in forehehehehever – wait, no! No, not the RIHIHIHIHIHIBS!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

“Actually, I’m doing this on Nitori’s behalf. The poor kid says you can’t let him go a week without tickling him near to death. Is that true?”

Nitori! Rin swore he’d get him double time after this. “I cahahahahahan’t hehehehehehelp it! He’s sohohohohoho eheheheheasy to cohohohohorner!” Rin let out an actual shriek when Sousuke suddenly darted back down to his upper ribs, still holding him in a tight hug that he couldn’t escape from. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!”

“Easy to corner? Easy to tickle because he has no fight or flight response? Is that it?” Sousuke chuckled along with his hysterical friend. “You really are a monster.”

“COME OHOHOHOHOHON, SOHOHOHOHOUSUKE!!” Rin begged, gripping his friend’s shirt collar for lack of being able to do anything else to ease the strong sensations coursing through his body. “YOU KNOHOHOHOHOW IT’S FUHUHUHUHUN!! STOP TIHIHIHIHICKLING ME THEHEHEHEHEHERE!!”

“Why should I?” Sousuke replied, digging even harder, making Rin fall into wheezing cackles. “You just said it yourself, Matsuoka. It’s fun to tickle you like this. Especially riiiiight here.”

Rin screamed with laughter when Sousuke found that super sensitive spot right between his ribs and underarms, making his knees give out so he was dangling helplessly in his friend’s strong hold, feet scrabbling on the ground and arms flailing in the air behind his neck. “NONONONONO NOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!! PLEASE!! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! SOUSUKE!! MEHEHEHEHEHERCY!!!”

Sousuke chuckled again, holding him even tighter, refusing to be swayed by his pleas when it was obvious he was having way too much fun. This was supposed to be a punishment, after all. “No can do, Rin. I promised Nitori I’d make you sorry.”

It was several more minutes before Rin met that criteria.

*

8) Lee Makoto, Ler Rin

“Well, someone’s grouchy,” Rin said with a roll of his eyes, lunging for his friend and pushing him down on the couch, fingers finding his ribs with ease. “Let’s fix that, shall we?”

“I’m nohohohot grohohohouchyehehehehe!” Makoto protested, trying to stay serious despite the ticklish feelings lighting up his nervous system with every poke and prod from his tickle monster of a friend. “I’m juhuhuhust upsehehehehet!”

“Same thing,” Rin teased, easily straddling his friend’s kicking legs, having done this dozens of times before and knowing exactly how to get each of his friends laughing themselves silly in no time.

Makoto squealed and tossed his head back, hands flying down to try and push Rin away from his stomach. “Nohohohoho! Dohohohon’t!”

“Still got a ticklish tummy, hmm?” Rin easily found spots that were unprotected by Makoto’s hands to tickle, drawing even more growly giggles out of him. “Tickle, tickle!”

“Dohohohohon’t tehehehehehease!” Makoto cried, face turning pink from the laughing and flusteredness. “Rihihihihihin!”

“Don’t tease Rin? Aw, but I like teasing~”

“Nohohohoho, I mehehehehean—! Dohohohon’t tehehehehease me!”

Rin chuckled. “My statement still stands, I’m afraid. Oh!” He pretended to be surprised when he found Makoto’s belly button through his t-shirt. “Look! A giggle button!”

At this, Makoto finally gave up and let Rin do what he wanted, tickling and teasing and playing around until the brunette was wheezing with giggles and pleading for a reprieve. He was so lost in the haze of ticklish sensations that he couldn’t even remember why he’d been upset in the first place.

“There we go,” Rin declared at last, sitting back with a triumphant smile on his face. “No more grouchy pants.”

“I’m…juhuhuhust confused,” Makoto replied, gradually catching up to where he’d been pre-tickle attack but not so much that his mood darkened again. “He said he was on his way half an hour ago. Where—?”

At that moment Haru finally walked through the door, calm as you please, kicking his shoes off. “I’m here. Sorry, I got sidetracked by a…” He trailed off when he saw the position his friends were in. “Uh…am I interrupting?”

“No!” Makoto cried, and Rin laughed at both of their expressions, his mirth coming out in higher-pitched squeaks when his victim from moments ago decided to get revenge. “Now look what you did, Rin! You’re making us look weird!”

The both of them kept tickling each other and laughing throughout the night while Haru watched them in amused confusion from the sidelines.

*

9) Lee Rin, Ler Nitori

“Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!”

Nitori groaned. “Seriously? I haven’t gotten to ask you even one question yet! How do you keep winning?”

Rin playfully closed Nitori’s scissors with his rock and shrugged. “You’re just really bad at this.”

“How can you be bad at rock, paper, scissors?”

“You’re managing it somehow.” The redhead grinned. “Hmm, let’s see, what to ask next…?”

It was a cold, rainy day outside and the pool was closed for maintenance (apparently the heater had rather inconveniently decided to go out), so the two boys were stuck in their dorm room, bored out of their minds and desperate to kill time. They had come up with a cross between rock, paper, scissors and twenty questions, where the person who won got to ask the other something. So far, Rin had asked Nitori seven questions, with an eighth incoming.

Nitori was quickly losing his patience with this game.

“Oh! I know,” Rin said now, snapping his fingers and brightening. “Are you ticklish?”

“Wha-huh?!” Nitori stammered, giving himself away with his wide eyes even before he managed an actual reply. “I-I mean, yes, but don’t get any ideas!”

“Oh, come onnn. We’re so bored!”

“I’m not bored!”

“You’re not?”

“Nope, I’m good!” Nitori shrunk back, watching with hawk-like eyes as Rin shifted subtly and smirked at him. “Don’t you dare, Rin, I swear—!”

The redhead lunged, but thankfully, Nitori was used to dodging taller boys after he’d stopped growing a couple of years ago and kept getting jostled around by his classmates and teammates. He escaped Rin’s grabby hands, then – thinking quickly – he tackled his friend while he was in a more vulnerable position and started tickling him instead.

“Ah! Hehehehehey, wait! No fahahahahahair!”

“You’re the one who was bored enough to try and tickle me,” Nitori shot back, grinning, scrambling to climb on top of him so he couldn’t get away or fight back easily. “Why can’t I do the same? It was your idea.”

“Buhuhuhuhut I wahahahahanted to hear you lahahahahaugh – hey! Not thehehehehehere!” Rin squeaked and cackled, arching his back when Nitori got to his ribs. “Nohohohohohoho!”

The smaller boy smiled at his boisterous roommate. “Too bad. Looks like you’ll have to be the one laughing today, Rin~”

#fanfiction #tickle drabbles #coffee shots #sentence starters #compilation #free anime #free iwatobi swim club #free eternal summer #free dive to the future #haruka nanase #makoto tachibana #nagisa hazuki #rei ryugazaki #rin matsuoka #sousuke yamazaki #nitori aiichirou #tickling #ticklish #tickle

[xielianslver]

I haven't watched assassination classroom in YEARS, but do I still read Karma x Nagisa fics? Yes, yes I do.

#assassination classroom #karma akabane #karmagisa #nagisa shiota #🎻 | < . vince's drabbles

[anxso]

Drabble for Comfortember prompt 2 “Sweater Weather”

#comfortember #5ds #yugioh 5ds #ygo fanfiction #carly carmine #carly nagisa #jack atlas #scoopshipping #drabble

[onedemoniclilly]

Inspired by prompts by corvase

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“It’s what?”

“The cliff.”

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

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

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

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

“But why?!”

“Because I love you!” Oh.

Oh.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

2023/10/27

#ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classroom #akabane karma #shioita nagisa #Karma x Nagisa #drabble #prompt #romance #odl writes #tenses? whats that??? #im meant to be writing anything else but this #my october pieces are Not Done and i did this in less than 3 hours please save me #i have stories to write and this is where my muse went #all i did was browse pinterest for fit ideas for tmmrw and this happen #Not me making dialogue very very vague cause i like cannot think of anything in character for either of them to say #Did i mean to make it this long? No. #do i regret it? My sleep schedule does and also my plans to go out tonight does (plus flu jab) but I don’t :) #I dont want to write dialogue i’m sick and tired of it but thats like the whole point of this piece whyyyyyyy #writblr #writing on tumblr

[tickling-giggles]

Omg omg omg an assclass writer

I WOULD L O V E to see some Lee Nagisa and Ler karma

Just some soft lil friendyship btwn the two of them.

My mind immediately went to this sentence starter:

“I wont stop poking you until you answer me.”

Thank you for all the lovin on my stories 😭😭

Pls stay hydrated and snackied up ❤️❤️❤️

Ignorance

A/N: NO PROBLEM DUCKYYY AHHH YOU’RE WELCOME I LOVE ALL OF YOUR FICS/DRABBLES (SCRATCH THAT I LOVE YOU AND YOUR POST)✨💛🫶🏾 I HOPE YOU DO THE SAME ASWELLLL

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“I wont stop poking you until you answer me.” Karma rested his face in his hand poking at Nagisa’s side.

“Kaharma quit ihit!” Nagisa giggled twitching at every touch.

“Nope I want my answer” Karma switched to wiggling his one finger.

“Naha stahap nooho” Nagisa trapped Karma’s hand.

“You already know how to make it stooop” Karma sang teasingly . “I’m quite surprised, it only takes one wittle finger to reduce you to giggles”.

“Shuhut ihit, Ihi’m nohot hiding anythihing frohom yohou”

“Oh, it’s like that Nagisa?” Karma raised a brow, using his other pointer finger on Nagisa aswell.

“NAha yohou arehehe mAhahking ihihit wohohorse” Nagisa squealed.

“Um well duh that’s kinda the point Nagisa” Karma rolled his eyes.

“Fihine wehehe’re suppohose tohoho suhurprisehe yohou” Nagisa finally gave in.

“And that’s what happened it wasn’t my fault he tickled me into telling him” Nagisa rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed.

“Aah we really can’t hold it against you, you two do go way back” Isogai shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s okay Nagisa, Nakamura does that to me all the time when she wants some kind of info” She chuckled as she saw Nakamura glaring at her. (IDC WHAT ANYONE SAYS NAKAMURA AND KAYANO ARE JUST FEMALE VERSIONS OF NAGISA AND KARMA DC DC CANT CHANGE MY MINDDDD)

“I do not, I would never do such a thing to you” Nakamura gave her a hug.

“So now we got to switch things up of course.” Isogai noted

”Hmm how about we do the opposite of what Nagisa to him we we’re gonna do” Maehara suggested.

“Yeah that’ll probably throw him off” Yanzaki agreed.

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I hope you like it ✨💛

#kiara answers #moot ask #moot rq #moot request #kiara writes #tickle fic #tickle drabble #lee!nagisa #ler!Karma #assclass tickle drabble #assclass tickle fic #assclass tickling #assassination classroom tickles #assassination classroom tickling

[celestialscurse]

november 20, 2022

Silver locks curl around the tip of his finger, looking as shiny and soft as satin. Those long fingers draw circles in the air. Slow, small circles. It’s almost hypnotizing.

Not just almost—Chiaki is completely unable to take his eyes off him.

There’s just something about Ran’s hair that’s enticing; ethereal like he is some kind of deity. His hair falls off his shoulders like some kind of veil that seems like it’s floating with every turn of his head.

Chiaki must have been staring a little too hard; after another sip out of his porcelain teacup, Ran turns his gaze towards him, his head slightly tilted. “Chiaki-kun, is something wrong?” He asks after a little bit of silence.

The sun is just in the right angle, giving his hair even more shine than it usually has and making it seem almost white. It reminds him a little bit of the sky, an endless array of color depending on the sun. An endless array of color he could lose himself in.

“Chiaki-kun?”

“Ah—yes!” Chiaki snaps out of his daydreams upon Ran’s prodding. A slight heat raises to his cheeks when Ran’s lips curl into a smile. Hastily, he tries to explain himself, “I was just thinking—err…” There really is no way to phrase that without making him seem really weird. “Your hair looks really nice.”

The chuckle he receives almost makes him sink beneath the earth. Almost. After all, if he buries himself under the ground, he won’t be able to hear that laughter anymore.

#nagichia #morisawa chiaki #ran nagisa #enstars #my writing #writing enstars #not on ao3 #drabble

[glazeflower]

Shuffle unit drabble

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Ok ok so I a while back somebody made a tier list with characters in a shuffle unit and what there theme would be.

So I came across a song called Romeo by LIPXLIP/ Honeyworks.

And that person who made the tier list had a tier with a prince au or royal au excluding Knights. I find this song very fitting for this theme. (Maybe it's because the anime is also about idols.💀)

here is who I think would go in this royal au shuffle unit:

Eichi

Nagisa

Mika

Rei or Kaoru

Sora

Let me know your thoughts on it maybe a cool sounding name to?

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If someone know that person who made that tierlist pls tage them so I can give credit to them for this idea.

#Enstars #ensemble stars #sora harukawa #rei sakuma #kaoru hakaze #nagisa ran #eichi tenshouin #mika kagehira #Shuffle unit enstars #writing drabble #i love this song #Youtube

[person-behind-books]

god influenced by humans decides they need a break so they take the place of a fetus and seals their memories and powers away.

the angels, two years later, find out that something big will happen and send one of them to retrieve god so they will be there for whatever it will be - as they are only god’s advisors, uninfluenced by humans as they are, and don’t hold the power needed to stop it (if it will be needed).

they decide to send adam but after he, their strongest, fails to return they all get together to regroup.

adam, meanwhile, has been spilt in half. his mind got detached from his form and in an effort to safe itself the mind molds together with one of a toddler while his body got captured and disected.

around fifteen years later the angels are ready for their mission to retrieve god and maybe safe adam - who they can still feel - to commence.

but humans have used adam’s body to create horrible monsters and one by one the all die.

that is until kaworu is put in an eva, a being created with his body, and remembers who he is.

so he tries to get back to his original body.

but then he meets shinji. he had met him before but he hadn’t known then.

still he needs to leave this physical body, he’s been trapped in it for way to long.

so he breaks through those barriers keeping them apart with laughable ease and as he finally reaches his body shinji catches up.

and as he is finally freed from this mortal prison of his by his god he returns to his holy, his pure form.

he is still trapped and his mind will never be the same again, having been irreversably fused with a human one but at least to pain has stopped and he is free again.

and free as he is he can feel as god rewrites the universe.

he can feel as all his sisters and brothers vanish from existence.

as hundreds of thousands of humans have never died and the earth is healed.

can feel the new, the human part of his mind tugging at him.

he follows and once again is in a human body.

but it’s not human.

it’s like the girls, he realizes, as the same time he notices that it doesn’t hurt him.

it traps him again but now, he will have no choice but to bear it.

it’s the human part of him that mourns the other angels, just as it’s the human part of him that rejoices it being reunited with shinji.

#kind of background angst #kaworu nagisa #evangelion #neon genesis evangelion #drabble #background god!shinji

[distortedwhite]

cursed es prompt (may 11)

PAIRING: Ran Nagisa/Morisawa Chiaki PROMPT: Sharing an umbrella

twitter version

The rain drums down on the ground, shattering into little crystals upon impact. The crystals merge, one by one, creating a clear mirror that flows down the street. Multiple spotlights are breaking through the ceiling of clouds and provide Chiaki with some kind of positivity on this gloomy day.

A heavy sigh escapes his throat as he leans against the lockers and stares at the falling rain. It’s been raining all day, and according to the weather forecast it wouldn’t let up any time soon. Chiaki could risk running home while it’s raining, but he’d rather not risk his health. Just the idea of returning to a lengthy stay at the hospital makes him feel nauseous.

So he has just been staring outside, his eyes following the small river of rain flowing down the drain. His muscles and limbs ache, from the practice he did earlier. Trying to relax, he rolls his shoulders and stretches, little groans leaving his mouth.

“…Chiaki-kun?”

Opening his eyes, Chiaki looks up at Ran’s face. His face scrunches up. He’s never really talked to Ran before; something about him just… felt ethereal, with his flowing long hair and the way he carried himself just walking down the hallway of their school. “Can I help you somehow, Ran-kun?” Chiaki asks him. He doesn’t know what Ran wants, but he’ll make sure to help him out in any way he can!

Chiaki’s shoulders tense up when Ran doesn’t say anything for a moment, but they relax again when he opens his mouth. “Are you not going home? Classes have ended already.”

“Ah…” Chiaki grins sheepishly and jerks his head towards the rain. “I forgot to bring an umbrella, you see.”

“Then I can share mine,” Ran says after a small pause. He opens his umbrella and steps towards the door, turning slightly to look at Chiaki with an expectant look in his eyes.

Heat rises to Chiaki’s face. “I-Is that okay?” He doesn’t know where Ran lives, and if it’s far away from his place, Chiaki will have to run home. There’s no way he’ll make Ran take a detour just because Chiaki forgot his umbrella at home!

The other boy nods. “I have never seen a friend’s home before, apart from Hiyori-kun’s. I am kind of excited.”

Friend…

Chiaki grins and skips over to Ran’s side. “Then if you insist! Thank you so much Ran-kun! You really helped me out there!” His heartbeat picks up when Ran smiles at him and he quickly looks away.

A smile looks really good on him…

#ran writes #ran writes enstars #nagichia #morisawa chiaki #ran nagisa #drabble #cursed es prompt

[okamarinosuzoki]

The Devil Himself (Reigisa)

also available on ao3 :)

Nagisa seemed to be a nice and sweet boy, with too many friends to count. Rei had to admit he admired how easy it was for him to be in a crowd: he was always the centre of attention and everyone he talked to loved him.

Yet, Nagisa had a side he didn't show to anyone. He was almost... mean. Or petty.

And as the blond-haired boy looked up at him with big wet eyes, begging him to help him so do something stupid (again), Rei thought he truly was the devil himself.

(Then he agreed, because he was weak.)

#free #reigisa #ryuugazaki rei #hazuki nagisa #drabble

[assassincraft]

「⑆」 tags 「⑆」

「⑆」 stupid perverted chicken octopus 🐙 koro sensei 「⑆」

「⑆」 semi senioritis 🔫 karma 「⑆」

「⑆」 pseudo takaoka 💣 terasaka 「⑆」

「⑆」 forever flat 🎬 kayano 「⑆」

「⑆」 it’s good to know he didn’t die for nothing 🗡️ teacher verse 「⑆」

「⑆」 that kid who pulled the trigger knew tomorrow couldn’t promise him hope ㊙️ assassin!au 「⑆」

「⑆」 i have everything in front of me but can’t reach far enough 🗡️ starter call 「⑆」

「⑆」 i’m holding onto your wreckage 🗡️ drabbles 「⑆」

「⑆」 gender 🗡️ animated 「⑆」

「⑆」 fault lines started forming underneath all of your floorboards 🗡️ self promo 「⑆」

「⑆」 oneul bam uri freaky freaky hae yea ☠️ shitposts 「⑆」

「⑆」 i know that i failed you woke up in a sweat 🗡️ musings 「⑆」

「⑆」 i’m losing track of who the good guys are supposed to be 💔 karma x nagisa 「⑆」

「⑆」 kinda’ just counted on him to turn me into goo 🧡 maehara x nagisa 「⑆」

「⑆」 sensei target on !! 🗡️ head canons 「⑆」

「⑆」 it’s deteriorating and your memory started fading 🗡️ ask memes 「⑆」

「⑆」 the ice is closing in and nothing will remain 🍫 mello & nagisa 「⑆」

#「⑆」 tags 「⑆」 #「⑆」 stupid perverted chicken octopus 🐙 koro sensei 「⑆」 #「⑆」 forever flat 🎬 kayano 「⑆」 #「⑆」 pseudo takaoka 💣 terasaka 「⑆」 #「⑆」 semi senioritis 🔫 karma 「⑆」 #「⑆」 it’s good to know he didn’t die for nothing 🗡️ teacher verse 「⑆」 #「⑆」 that kid who pulled the trigger knew tomorrow couldn’t promise him hope ㊙️ assassin!au 「⑆」 #「⑆」 i have everything in front of me but can’t reach far enough 🗡️ starter call 「⑆」 #「⑆」 i’m holding onto your wreckage 🗡️ drabbles 「⑆」 #「⑆」 gender 🗡️ animated 「⑆」 #「⑆」 fault lines started forming underneath all of your floorboards 🗡️ self promo 「⑆」 #「⑆」 oneul bam uri freaky freaky hae yea ☠️ shitposts 「⑆」 #「⑆」 i know that i failed you woke up in a sweat 🗡️ musings 「⑆」 #「⑆」 i’m losing track of who the good guys are supposed to be 💔 karma x nagisa 「⑆」 #「⑆」 the ice is closing in and nothing will remain 🍫 mello & nagisa 「⑆」 #「⑆」 kinda’ just counted on him to turn me into goo 🧡 maehara x nagisa 「⑆」 #「⑆」 they soften your absence but they donʼt let me dream 🗡️ text posts 「⑆」 #「⑆」 sensei target on !! 🗡️ head canons 「⑆」 #「⑆」 it’s deteriorating and your memory started fading 🗡️ ask memes 「⑆」

[drowningfishy]

Late

Warnings : multi character drabble, swearing, modern AU for some characters?

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It's 00.04 a.m. and he still hasn't arrived. You were waiting so long. It went from annoyed to worried real quick. He sure was the type to force himself to finish his job, but this time was different. The sky was really dark, it was raining cats and dogs. It's probably going to flood anytime soon. You decided to open your phone. You received a text from him.

'Sorry love, I'll be home really late. Please don't wait for me.' At this point, his texts weren't any help. It made you even worried whether he was doing okay or not. These texts doesn't have enough information for you to know what he's doing right now. As much as you want to wait for them, you felt tired. You went to your shared room and sat on it.

After a while there was a ding from the phone. You opened it and it was from him, it said,

'I forgot my keys, can you open the door for me?'

Seeing this, you immediately went to the door and opened it for him. He was in front of the door soaking wet, and quickly said, "I'm so sorry I had to go home late.. I was given lot of tasks from my boss. I promise I'll make it up to you. We can.. uh..." You felt kind of bad for making him feel this guilty, but his scared look was pretty funny. "It's fine, you're being too dramatic. Go ahead and clean yourself. Don't get sick. It'll be a pain in the ass for me to take care of you, again." He laughed at your reaction and quickly does like you said. Guess the night sky wasn't that dark when he's there. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Characters : Tamaki Amajiki, Izuku Midorya, Sugawara Koushi, Armin Arlert, Giyuu Tomiyoka, Muichiro Tokito, Izumi Miyamura, Nagisa Shiota, Loid Forger, Yuki Sohma, Kurapika Kurta

A/n : Sorry for haven't been posting since April 11 2023... I forgot I had this account, worse, I can't open my messages. I am so sorry if I don't read your messages, I can't open any of them. Please help.

#multi character #drabble #fluff #my hero x reader #haikyuu x reader #sxf x reader #aot x reader #hxh x reader #assassination classroom x reader #fruit basket x reader #kny x reader #tamaki x reader #sugawara koushi #armin arlert #yuki sohma

[moonbeam-writing]

If you dont mind could you do karma akabane with an S/O who is kind of like the classes mom? Like you know how you have that motherly friend in a friend group or what ever? That’s what I mean lol. If not that’s okay thank you ❤️

— Class Mom

๑ Requested by a lovely anon! ♡

๑ Characters: Karma Akabane (Assassination Classroom)

๑ Contains: Snark and teasing from the boy himself; Karma's internal monologue; ambiguous/neutral pronouns for the reader; Headcanons in second, drabble in third

๑ Quick Note: Sorry for the wait, and sorry about this not being quite what you asked for! I sincerely hope you enjoy this, though! :)

That's totally on me, I was just feeling the Mom Friend Burnout ™ when this was sent in, haha.

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⊹ฺ The fact that you care about others so much is honestly one of his favorite things about you.

⊹ฺ Occasionally starts shit just to watch you try to mediate and take care of those affected. Never anything traumatic, he just amps up the fact that he's a little shit.

⊹ฺ He does worry about you, though. Sometimes you take your job "too seriously" and he can see the strain it puts on you.

⊹ฺ Always takes care of you in return.

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Karma Akabane was a smart person. His brain power and ability to read people was something he prided himself on to the point where Karma would gladly consider himself a genius. With that in mind, however, there were the occasional exceptions to that mind frame. The biggest, aside from not knowing how to kill his teacher, was (Y/N) (L/N); his partner in everything except serious crimes.

As the case usually is, (Y/N), for the most part, was Karma's total opposite. While Karma thrived in the chaos around him (often by his own creation), (Y/N) did everything in their power to distract from it for those who couldn't function on that level. Oftentimes, (Y/N) would roll their eyes at the boy's devious antics, but there were also others where (Y/N) fought back, diverting from their usual calm front.

Karma watched as his partner sat with Nagisa, going over notes. He couldn't help but wonder what was going through (Y/N)'s head, because he knew for a fact that their attention wasn't entirely on Nagisa. Their eyes would wander, resting on him for mere seconds before turning back to Nagisa. Maybe they were worrying about him. Karma could only hope.

With that said, as much as Karma would want (Y/N)'s attention, to be on the receiving end of their doting care, he would much rather have that attention be focused elsewhere. Namely on (Y/N) themselves. (Y/N) spent so much time taking care of others that they barely paid attention to themselves in order to do the same.

“(N/N), come here for a sec!" Karma called out, before even registering that his mouth opened to speak. He watched (Y/N) excuse themselves from Nagisa and walked over to him.

"What's up, Karma?" He could see and hear just how tired they were.

"Are you free tonight?" (Y/N) nodded wordlessly. "Come over tonight, then."

(Y/N) smiled at him, knowing exactly what Karma was up to. "Is it that obvious?"

"That you're burnt out? Yes." (Y/N) pouted, instantly earning a laugh from Karma. "We can just hang out tonight, watch a movie or something."

"Okay." (Y/N) smiled. "Can I go back now?"

Karma almost gave in to the sound of her laugh, but pretended to think on it instead. "Maybe." He smirked. "Depends on what you guys are talking about."

In a perfectly contradictory way, (Y/N) smirked back. "Your demise."

Karma quirked an amused eyebrow as (Y/N) burst into giggles. "Oh, yeah?" Pride swelled in his chest, looking at his partner laughing so carelessly.

For the entirety of their friendship, and likely long before that, (Y/N) took care of those around them, while Karma created at least half of the chaos (Y/N) would fix by the end of the day. However, nothing filled Karma with more joy than being able to take care of the person they loved more than anything.

#anon request! ♡ #assassination classroom request #assassination classroom x reader #assassination classroom #assassination classroom drabble #assassination classroom x reader drabble #karma akabane #karma akabane x reader #karma akabane drabble #karma akabane x reader drabble #karma akabane x gn!reader scenario #karma akabane x gn!reader fluff #karma akabane x reader headcanons #karma akabane x reader scenario