Personally, the Range Rover has never really been challenged - I know exactly where my heart lies with that particular awesome machine. As for Discovery & Defender, it felt as though they tussled for control of my soul for a while, from about 2000 to 2015 when the conflict was put to bed (prior to 2000 nothing at all was considered other than Series Land Rovers). Today it feels like the tug-of-war is back on. Nevertheless, I believe the Discovery was, and still is the most versatile Land Rover, IMHO. The original Land Rover was built to be a road vehicle with the ability to go off-road in a time when roads were in short supply and journeys were even shorter. FYI, I prefer my bikes to be of the 650B mountain bike verity. The bike should have a hardtail with lockable front suspension and it must have fittings for water bottles cages as well as enough space between the top and bottom tubes for my forearm to fit between so I can throw the bike on my shoulder with ease. I can't ride quite as fast downhill on my bike as I could with a fully suspended DH MTB but for every aspect of cycling I have the very best sweet-spot. That cycling blurb was meant to be a Disco analogy, BTW. Make of it what you will 😁 By @landroverphotoalbum Vehicle courtesy of @mrjtab #landrover #GWAC #Discovery1 #Discovery #landroverdiscovery #landroverphotoalbum #inkyenston #Oldrovers (at Snowdonia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNAMdP1BAsk/?igshid=1jobpg2nbjesh
I would like to request an one-shot where Female Reader is Nagisa’s mother and also a former assassin. As Nagisa’s mother, she’s sweet, she’s beautiful, she’s doting towards Nagisa her son but during a parent/teacher day, she will reveal her past as an assassin to Korosensei but she’s glad to hear that her son is also one of the best students of the school.
mother’s intuition
❝ THERE’S A LOT OF THINGS YOU DON’T TELL ME. BUT, THAT’S OKAY. ❞
pairing: nagisa shiota x mother! reader
word count: 1655
summary: in which you have a parent-teacher conference with your son’s e-class teacher and reveal your past (fem! reader)
warnings: mention of death
a/n: i’m so sorry for how long this took me to get out. i started school and i’ve been drowning in work and have had no motivation to do anything. thank you for your patience. i haven’t watched assassination classroom in a while, but i did my best!
also i try to stay away from specifying gender, but since they asked for a mother, i ended up using feminine pronouns.
You had never told your son about your previous occupation. Being an assassin never really came up in normal conversation.
That was something you kept in your past. It seemed like a lifetime ago, you had changed a lot since then.
For one, you gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. Nagisa Shiota.
You had been twenty-eight at the time and you were in love. He seemed to be the man of your dreams. He understood you, for he was from the same profession. You assumed you’d be together forever.
But forever doesn’t always last.
After he was killed, you refused to continue your work as an assassin. It just wasn’t for you anymore, you even took your fallen lover’s name, Shiota, to distance yourself from it. You were skilled, one of the best, and they were sad to see you go.
Some days you missed it. You’d be sitting in your office chair, a stark contrast to how free you used to be, and think back. How the cool metal of a gun felt in your hands, how your fingers locked around the trigger.
Ever since being moved down to Class E, Nagisa had been busier than before. He was probably just studying more, you assumed, and maybe he had even made some friends! At least, that’s what you hoped. You had no real idea of what was happening in the classroom on the hill.
When Nagisa told you they were holding parent-teacher meetings, you were excited! While he didn’t go into detail, he would tell you over dinner how much he liked his teachers. How they were supporting him and making his confidence grow. As his mother, you couldn’t think of anything better.
As the night grew nearer, Nagisa seemed to become more... Hesitant about you going. You could tell he was hiding something, a quirk you developed after your many years in the field. Now that you thought about it, it seemed like he had been hiding something for a while. You just never thought anything of it because you trusted him to talk to you.
You could tell something was off as soon as his school building came into view. Your shoulders were stiff and your brow furrowed.
“You coming, mom?” Your blue-haired boy questioned, a few feet in front of you. You hadn’t realized your feet had stopped moving.
A gentle smile pulled at your lips in reassurance, “Of course, sweetheart.”
The building was longer than it was tall and looked to be made of flimsy wood. It didn’t look as put together as the main school building did. Of course, you were a bit disappointed that your son had been pushed down, but you would always support him. It also didn’t seem fair to you that the lowest students were moved to a different building.
Disregarding that fact, you walked through the open double doors. Your eyes scanned around the walls, your ears tuning themselves into the hushed voices. Another trick you picked up on the job.
There was a small laugh and then a door creaked open, a tall, dark-haired teenager and an older woman walking out.
“Nagisa!” The boy’s voice boomed in the quiet hallway.
The corner of your son’s lip quirked up as he gave him a small wave, “Hey, Okajima.”
The boy’s attention was dragged to you. You could practically see his eyes bulging out of their sockets and his tongue roll out of his mouth. You pretended not to notice, bowing your head in greeting.
“You must be Nagisa’s classmate. I’m his mother,” You greeted, sending who you assumed to be his mother a smile.
“Good evening. Yes, I’m Okajima’s mother. It’s very nice to meet you.”
After exchanging pleasantries, you took a few more steps towards the office door.
“That’s your mom? Whoa.” You heard a voice behind you say. His mom whispered scolding words before dragging him out the door.
You shook your head, laughing under your breath. “Come on, your teacher’s waiting for us, right?”
A flustered Nagisa nodded quickly, walking in front of you to open the door. When he did, that sense of uneasy from earlier returned.
Your eyes narrowed as you stared down at his apparent teacher. His head was far too circular and he didn’t seem to have very many human features. The teacher, turning his head to you, flashed you a grin. What exactly was going on at this school?
“Ah, you must be Nagisa’s mother! What a pleasure to meet you!”
Choosing your words with caution, you turned to your son. “You can wait outside if you want.”
You didn’t fail to notice the way Nagisa’s eyes flickered from you to his teacher or the slight nod his teacher gave him.
Settling yourself in the wooden chair, you turned your attention back to the teacher in front of you.
“It’s a long trek up the mountain,” he started, arms waving around like noodles, “Would you like a drink?”
Without wasting any time, you began questioning him.
“What are you?”
His posture stiffened and his eyes darted around the room. He cleared his throat, acting like nothing happened, “I’m not sure what you mean, ma’am. I’m your son’s teacher, Mr. Karasuma.”
You were about to retort when the door slammed open. There stood a beautiful blonde woman, hands settling on her hips.
“I just saw Nagisa walkout. Is his mom not coming?” She had failed to notice your presence.
The thing, you knew he couldn’t be a teacher, in front of you cleared his throat once more, nodding in your direction. Her blue eyes snapped to you, widening a bit. Her face contorted in confusion before turning to recognition.
“Are you...?” Her voice almost seemed hesitant as she stepped farther in the room to take in your face.
“Are you (y/n) (l/n)?”
Now that was a name you hadn’t heard in a while. Your mouth opened and closed a few times, trying to figure out the best way to answer. Alarm bells were ringing in your head. How did this stranger know your given name?
“No! This is Nagisa’s mother. (y/n) Shiota!”
“I’ve seen your picture before. You knew Lovro.” She seemed to disregard his comment.
That was another name you hadn’t heard in a while. You pursed your lips, a battle going on in your mind about what to say next.
“And you are?” You questioned, eyebrow raising in suspicion.
“Irina Jelavić. He trained me.”
Your mouth all but fell open. The figure behind the desk started flailing his arms around, whisper yelling at the woman. He questioned why she had even mentioned that and that she would blow their cover.
Your eyes turned back to the “teacher” in front of you. You knew something was going on up here. “Who are you and why are you teaching my son? Why are there assassins in the same building the children are learning?”
A strained laugh fell from his lips, glancing between you and Irina. “Well... You see...”
The blonde stepped forward, setting her hands on the desk and leaning towards him, “She used to be an assassin. I looked up to her for years. If Nagisa is her son, she’d be happy to know of his progress.”
The alarm bells in your head were louder now to the point you could barely hear. Question after question kept popping into your mind.
After a few more attempts at coaxing, the figure behind the desk finally shoots up. A few papers flew off the desk before he was standing in front of you in a completely different form.
They explained it to you, not in as much detail as you would have liked, but you understood the gist. This creature had blown up the moon and now they were training a group of kids to kill him. To top that off, if they didn't, he would destroy the Earth.
You scoffed a few times, thinking to yourself that this couldn’t be real. This was all a big joke. Your son couldn’t be training to be an assassin under your very nose. But you took a look at the creature in front of you and decided to believe them. What did they have to gain from lying?
“How... How is he doing?” You asked, settling back into the stiff chair you had been sitting in since your arrival.
“He’s one of the best in the class. It seems, from what Mrs. Jelavić says, that he takes after his mother.” The creature answered. A small smile tugged at your lips as you listened to him, Korosensei, speak.
“He even came to me the other day, thinking maybe he should be an assassin after he finishes school. He’s very smart, very resourceful.” He continued to explain.
Even though you had left it in the past, hearing all the things he said about your son made your heart swell. You could tell just from how he spoke how much Korosensei cared for your son.
“Should I tell him? About what I used to be.” You finally questioned, furrowing your eyebrows in thought. The large creature across from you chuckled and reached out to place a tentacle on your shoulder.
“Do what you think is right.”
You gazed at him before standing up, bowing your head at the two in farewell.
“Thank you, both of you, for telling me. Nagisa has been a lot happier since he came here. He thinks very highly of all his teachers. He’s becoming more confident every day.”
The cool night air greeted you after you walked through the main doors. Nagisa was leaning against the exterior, watching the tops of the trees sway in the wind. The moment your foot stepped on the grass, his eyes averted themselves to look at you.
You sent him a warm smile, “Come on, let’s go home. I think there’s a lot we need to talk about.”
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