I shot up, Opening one eye, then the other, blinking to wake myself up.
Just then, I realized that I was in a whole different room. ' What the...?' I thought.
Just then, a man walks into the room. Seeing me awake reminds him why he was here. Oh wait a minute... Is that... Karasuma from assassination classroom?
"Hey kid, you woke up" He said, "I'm well aware of that sir" I grumbled.
"Right, now in case you don't know me, my name is Tadaomi Karasuma. You must be (Y/N) (L/N). From now on, you will be participating in the assassination held in class 3-E at Kunugigaoka Junior High School, the Ministry Of Defense will give you your uniform. But you begin tomorrow. That's all you need to know from now." He informed me.
"Hold up. Where do I live then?" I asked. "The Ministry Of Defense has bought you an apartment near the school." He answered. Huh, well, okay. Let's just see what happens tomorrow
--THE NEXT DAY--
"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP" your phone went off. "Shut up you damn phone." You grumbled, smacking the phone, it turned on to show your bestfriend from the real world had bombed the cellular device overnight
Olivia
Hey (Y/N), where were you? You weren't at school today.
Hey
Hello??
(y/n)
Answer mee
r u alive
did someone kidnap u
r u dead
Oh shoot. You forgot about your real school, and your friends, and your family.
(Y/N)
Oh shit , wellll. I kinda got teleported to assassination classroom maybe?? I didn't think about school problems! What do I say to (Teacher's Name)?!
You pressed the small airplane button in the corner. She responded instantly.
Olivia
Wat? ASSASSINATION CLASSROOM?!
(Y/N)
Yeah. Ehehehehe.
I gtg to Class E now srry!
Don't want to be late and get scolded by Korosensei.
Its really hard to not be late walking up that mountain.
Olivia
Okayyyyy. But I won't be able to see you until you come back?!
(Y/N)
I think so.
Just hope I don't teleport to like Kimetsu No Yaiba or smth.
Olivia
Kk. Good luck surviving.
(Y/N)
K. I'll try, bye
You turned off your phone to get ready for school. You're pretty sure Karasuma made you take a class. You picked Archery. Oh well. You left the house dressed in the school uniform and started to walk to the train station.
'Damn. That school though, now that I’m in the actual anime, it’s pretty big if I do say so myself’
You have to do something about getting to the train station. Oh well, you somehow made it to the train station with no mistakes. You got on a train, you really don't know if it was the right one and accidentally bumped into someone.
“Hey! Watch it!”
The familiar voice shouted, you looked up to see the one person you least expected to see. Two parts of hair, one part blonde on the bottom and brown hair on the top. Ryoma Terasaka
"Damn!” “Hey! Are you even listening?!”
He shouted
“Uhmm….. So— I mean, sorry!”
You apologized,
You walk to the mountain as Terasaka moves along beside you, “Uh… sorry about bumping into you earlier, are you in E-Class too? I’m new, so, yeah.” You lamely end
“Hah? Uhm yeah, I’m in E-Class. Name’s Ryoma Terasaka. What’s yours?” He asked “(Y/N) (L/N), nice to meet you, Teraseka-san" you said, putting "san" at the end for honorific. Well, time to being class, looks like you might just become friends with Terasaka
can I ask for a morisuke yaku x reader where reader writes poems and songs please?
thank you!
poems and love songs
summary: your words gave you away long before you found the courage to.
pairing: yaku morisuke x f!reader
wc: 1874
tags: fluff, kuroo being a good big brother, confession, kissing
a/n: the poem and song mentioned in this fanfiction are not mine, and the credits go to the respectful owners
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Practice had just finished and now you were waiting for your brother, who was taking forever in the changeroom.
To pass time, you did your favorite hobby: Poems and songwriting.
Pulling a spare piece of lined paper out of your bag, you began to scribble small drafts, lyrics and even some tiny heart doodles on the edge of the paper.
You quickly went to go use the bathroom, putting the papers down on the bench.
Just as you left, Kuroo, Yaku, Kai and Kenma all walked out of the changeroom.
“Eh? Where is she? Dude if she left without me again, I'm gonna throw her out the window.” Kuroo groaned in an annoyed tone.
“She hasn't left yet. Her bag is still here.”
Kai nodded to the bag leaning against the bench.
“Wait, what are those papers on the bench?”
Yaku walked up to the said bench, observing the paper before picking it up.
I wonder if you're lost in thought and they have to shake you out of it.
I wonder if you stare at your ceiling until even the plaster looks like a painting of me.
I wonder if you crave to be around me
I wonder if you need me desperately
And it's embarrassing but I do all of this for you
I've told every stranger I've met about you,
Showed off your photos to the room
I've gushed about the day we've met
But I've missed you like a curse
So hard I've had to make myself forget
Just because I need you
Somehow, I already do
I hope you need me too.
“Huh. Seems like a love poem.”
Yaku read it over again, trying to make sense of it.
He felt Kenma staring at him, and he turned to look at him.
Kenma jumped slightly, quickly directed his attention back to his PSP and continued playing.
“Hey! What are you doing with my poems!?”
They all went rigid.
“Oh you're here. Let's go home now.”
Kuroo said, trying to shift the topic.
“What. Are. You. Doing. With. My. Poems.”
Kuroo flinched at your demanding tone.
“W-we were just waiting for you! Ain't that right, Kenma? Yaku? Kai?”
“No. You were talking about throwing her out the window if she left without you again.”
Kenma stated matter-of-factly.
“Yeah, but Yakkun here was the one who picked up your poem. We didn't touch it.”
Kuroo grinned, shifting the blame.
“Please don't tell me you read it…”
You looked at Yaku with pleading eyes.
“Who’s this boy you've told everyone about?”
Yaku teased, indicating that he clearly read it. Your cheeks flushed a light shade of pink, looking at your feet in embarrassment. Kai chuckled to himself, and Kenma looked up from his PSP to watch you silently suffer.
“Hey wait! Why doesn't Yakkun get yelled at when he reads your poems but I do?!”
Kuroo shouted, just now realizing your reaction.
“Cause he's not my annoying older brother, dumbass.”
You muttered, eyes still glued to the floor.
“You wound me.”
Kuroo put a dramatic hand to his chest.
“And I'll do it again.”
Kuroo's eyes narrowed at you.
“You wouldn't dare.”
“Oh yes I would.”
“Well since that has been cleared up, let's go home now.”
Kai said, immediately diffusing the situation before it escalated.
“Yeah. Let’s go.”
You said, snatching the papers from Yaku’s hands.
You, Kenma, Yaku, Kai and Kuroo all began to walk to the train station, Kuroo and Kai talking about upcoming exams, Kenma playing his PSP, and Yaku watching you stare at your phone.
When you got to the train station, you bid Yaku and Kai a farewell and you split ways.
--
As soon as you got home, you bolted to your room to avoid your older brother and his observing stare.
You flopped onto your bed, your face in your pillow trying to pretend that never happened.
Yaku read your poem.
YAKU READ YOUR POEM!
He read a poem about himself!!
You squealed into the headrest, trying to contain your mixture of excitement and fear.
After a few minutes of lying there and overthinking, you got up knowing you had homework to finish. But just as you sat down on your chair, a knock at the door made you groan, standing up and stepping towards the door and swinging it open.
“It’s me, Tetsu.”
“Whaddya want.”
“Can I come in?”
You walked away from the open door, letting him inside as you sat back down in front of your desk. He stepped inside and shut the door behind him with a click.
He had changed out of his uniform into something more comfortable, sweatpants and a black t-shirt.
“So, who’s that boy that you like?”
You froze as he sat on your bed.
“I don’t have a crush.”
You tried to sound convincing, but you knew you failed.
“Uh-huh. Like I believe that.” He raised an eyebrow at you.
“Did Kenma tell you?” You managed out.
“No, that poem did.”
You finally put your pencil down, and turned to look at him.
“Who is it? I promise I won’t say anything to them.”
“You already do! You talk to him almost everyday!”
He closed his eyes, putting a finger to his chin in thought.
“Kenma?”
“If it was Kenma, how and why would he know who it is?”
He turned to you as if he’d seen a ghost.
“You have a crush on Yaku?!”
You quickly turned back to your homework, trying to ignore the blush creeping up to your cheeks, you gave him silence.
But that was the only answer Kuroo needed.
“Got it. I promise not to tell a soul.”
“Promise?”
“I swear on my heart.”
--
A few days had gone by since that conversation you had with your older brother, and not much had changed - except now, your brother basically tiptoed around the subject every time Yaku’s name came up.
It was midterms in a week, and on a particular Saturday, you had plans to host a study group with your friends, but something came up for all of them, so they backed out, leaving you with nothing to do but study.
So in the afternoon of the said day, you sat at your desk, humming a soft tune with your headphones on at low volume.
Your dad had left to run some errands and your grandparents left to go shopping, leaving you and Kuroo home alone.
After getting some water from downstairs, you trudged back to your room, leaving the door open.
Just then, the doorbell rang, prompting Kuroo to run downstairs and answer the door.
“Oh hey, (y/n).”
Turning to look at the open door, you were shocked to see Yaku and Kai standing there. You took your headphones off, pausing the music.
“Yaku? Kai? What are you two doing here?”
“Kuroo invited us over to study for mid-terms. Say, are you studying for it right now?”
Kai explained, glancing at the uncountable amount of papers and books on your desk and the pencil in your hand.
“Actually yeah, I am.”
“Nice.”
Yaku grinned, shooting you a thumbs up.
Kuroo then walked by your room, and before he walked back to his room, you glared at him.
“I do wonder why my brother didn't care enough to mention you guys were coming over.”
You said passive-aggressively, loud enough for Kuroo himself to hear.
They all began to laugh, and you giggled a bit too.
“Oh, let's go grab some snacks. Give us a second!”
Kuroo then proceeded to grab Kai by the arm and run downstairs.
Yaku watched them run downstairs, blushing slightly when they poked their heads out and gave him a thumbs up.
“So, can I come in?”
“Uh… Yeah sure. I don't see why not.”
He walked inside your room and sat down on your bed, looking around awkwardly.
“So… How've you been?”
He finally asked, after an antagonizing 2 minutes of silence.
“Any new poems or songs?”
“Actually, yeah! Wanna see it?”
You smiled brightly, like a kid sharing their greatest interest with someone (cause you were)
“Of course!”
You pull out a small (f/c) notebook and opened it to one of the very last pages.
I wanna be your vacuum cleaner
Breathing in your dust
I wanna be your Ford Cortina
I will never rust
If you like your coffee hot
Let me be your coffee pot
You call the shots, babe
I just wanna be yours
Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Wanna be yours
Let me be your leccy meter
And I'll never run out
Let me be the portable heater
That you'll get cold without
I wanna be your setting lotion (wanna be)
Hold your hair in deep devotion (How deep?)
At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean
Now I wanna be yours
Secrets I have held in my heart
Are harder to hide than I thought
Maybe I just wanna be yours
I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours
Wanna be yours (X6)
(Wanna be yours)
I wanna be your vacuum cleaner (wanna be yours)
Breathing in your dust (wanna be yours)
I wanna be your Ford Cortina (wanna be yours)
I will never rust (wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (wanna be yours)
I just wanna be yours (wanna be yours)
“Well? What do you think about it?”
“It’s amazing!”
You blush lightly at the compliment
“O-oh thanks!”
“Is there a person you’re writing this for? It just feels like there’s so much emotion in these!”
You froze, him having caught you.
“Ahah! So I was right! Who is it~? C’mon, you can tell me!” He teases. You breathe in, trying to work up the courage to confess your true feelings.
“I-it’s you…”
He sat, shell-shocked, mouth open.
“W-what?”
“I-it’s you, Yaku.”
He went silent.
“I’m sorry, I know you don’t like me back, please just leave me alon-”
A pair of lips locked onto yours in a hesitant kiss. You blinked, a mix of surprise and excitement bubbling in your chest.
He finally let go as you gasped for air, before looking at him with wide eyes.
“S-sorry! That was so out of line for me, I don't know why I did that-”
You cut him off by kissing him again, running your fingers through his sand colored locks.Yaku deepened the kiss, his hand cupping your cheek carefully.
“I told you that you could confess, not grope her!”
At the angry voice of your brother, you both jumped away from each other, eyes widened.
Standing in the doorway was a very pissed-looking Kuroo and an embarrassed looking Kai.
The captain stormed off, complaining about his friend groping his baby sister (even if you were only 2 years younger than him).
Kai nodded at you two and walked off after Kuroo to try to convince him not to murder Yaku.
"Okay, practice is over everyone. Clean up and shower. When you finish meet up back here so we can have a team meeting to discuss the upcoming Spring High Tournament."
"Hai!"
The team ran around the gym, hurriedly picking up volleyballs and taking down the net.
You stumbled into the storage closet, almost tripping on the sill, the 5 volleyballs you were carrying blocking your view.
Despite being the manager for more than 5 months now, you still struggled to not be clumsy.
Putting the volleyballs and the bibs they used for practice away, you failed to notice Atsumu walking into the closet to put away the net. Due to this, you didn't notice his eyes lingering on your figure before he walked away.
You finished sorting the equipment and walked back into the gym to wait for Coach Kurosu to begin the team meeting.
Scrolling Instagram, you noticed one of Atsumu's most recent post wasn't similar to any of his other posts, which would be like food, what he did that day or things like that.
It was just a black background with text in the middle that read:
"Where's a good place to bring a girl on a date? I wanna ask this girl out but I don't know where to go."
You giggled, happy to be learning about your team's love lives.
Opening the comment section, you found that some of the team members replied.
@ onigiri_samu
a cafe, a movie, an ice cream date, anywhere she wants maybe
@ a.ojiro_volleyball
a picnic in the forest if she likes nature maybe? or take her to a movie if there's one in theaters at that time that she wanted to see?
@ kita.shinsuke
I would actually ask her out first and then ask her where she wants to go. Maybe to a cafe if she says you can choose.
You decided to add your own comment, typing rapidly on your phone.
@ yn_ln.7
personally, i would want someone to take me to a cafe to get to know them better (^o^). but thats just me. maybe take them out for a walk or something <3
A bit after the meeting, Atsumu waved goodbye to his friends and him and Osamu walked back home.
"Oh hey, y/n replied to my post!"
'Which one? don't ya have like 50?"
He ignored his brother, reading the comment that you posted. Atsumu's face was a light tint of pink as he read.
Damn he really was like a school girl in love.
--
They lost.
Karasuno's No 10 and No. 9 blocked their shot and Ginjima and Akagi couldn't get the ball back up.
They stood unmoving, still trying to comphrehend their loss.
They bowed to the audience.
They shook hands with Karasuno.
And they left the court.
You met them outside the gym near the bus.
"It's okay. You guys fought the hardest you could to the very ends."
"y/n?"
"Hm? Oh, hey Atsumu. What's up?"
"Can I talk to you for a sec?"
You nodded and he gestured for you to follow him.
He led you two to a secluded space behind the gym, facing away from you.
"So, what's wrong Atsumu?"
He turned to look at you.
"If I take you to a cafe on Friday after practice to get to know you better, will you be my girlfriend?"
"Yes. Yes I will be Atsumu."
He leaned into you, closing the gap between your lips ina searing kiss.
summary: the sbg gang throws a surprise birthday party for ashlyn and someone very special planned it all
pairing: ashlyn b x taylor h
tags: fluff, party surprise, ashlyn overthinking just a bit :3
wc:359
The graveyard was quiet.
A bit too quiet…
Ashlyn had noticed this after coming home from ballet practice.
She had messaged her friends about meeting up at the graveyard just to hang out, and she told them to just wait for her there before she finished her class.
But the graveyard lacked the one thing she was expecting.
Sounds.
Sounds of chatter from her friends,
Sounds of laughter coming from that specific school bus they renovated themselves
Sounds of the usual bickering between Tyler and Aiden.
So Ashlyn investigated.
She threw a hoodie on and left through the back door, telling her parents where she would be.
Walking towards the graveyard, Ashlyn noticed things she wouldn't normally notice.
Like how the graffiti looked way older than what it probably was.
Or how the gate used to be always slightly ajar until that night.
Their school bus looked… dead. Deserted.
But she stepped inside anyways, hoping that maybe, just maybe her friends were there and didn't bail on her.
"Surprise!"
Ashlyn jumped at the shouts.
There stood Taylor, Aiden, Ben, Logan and a very reluctant looking Tyler.
Aiden and Tyler both had party popper in their hands, Logan had 2 gifts stacked on top of each other and Ben had 3.
And Taylor stood in the middle of the bus with a birthday cake in hand and a wide grin on her face.
Ashlyn could only blink at them in disbelief. She looked down at her shoes in embarrasement.
They… remembered her birthday? But she had told them so long ago!
"Today's your birthday so we thought we would throw you a surprise birthday party! Is that okay though?"
Taylor explained thinkin Ashlyn had been mad upon finding out.
"Taylor thought of the idea. So if you're mad, go blame her."
Tyler shrugged, earning a glare from his twin.
Ashlyn lifted her gaze from her shoes and looked Taylor in the eyes, making her slightly flustered.
"Thank you, Tay."
"O-oh, no problem!"
Taylor wasn't one to falter under extreme emotions, such as embarrasment or getting flustered.
summary: you and daichi are academic rivals but you stayed up too late and now he's helping you.
pairing: Daichi Sawamura x F!Reader
tags: fluff, academic rivals (not really)
wc:612
Being in class 3-4 didn't just mean you were smart,
It meant you were in the same class as your childhood rival, Sawamura Daichi.
Everyday, you two would bicker at least once during or after classes.
Your friends would laugh and tease you about it, finding your arguing petty. You could only grit you teeth in response, knowing you couldn't deny what was correct.
Truth to be told, the only reason you kept up these unnecessary arguments was for one reason.
Your big fat crush on him.
You never told any of your friends, knowing they would either tease you nonstop or be very against the idea. Most likely the former.
Today though, you were feeling way too tired from staying up studying for finals to even want to go to school. But you mother dragged you off your bed, blaming you for sleeping late in the first place.
You begrudgingly dragged your feet to the classroom, not even bothering to spare a glance at your friends.
You knew you looked horrible. Making a habit of sleeping late wasn't good, but you needed to study in order to beat Daichi academically.
You sat down at your desk, head hitting the table with an audible thump.
You felt people watching you, but you didn't care. You just needed sleep.
But just as you were about to fly off into dreamland, your teacher walked in and the class bell rung.
Groaning, you lifted your head of the table and focused on class.
The lunch bell finally rang after what felt like forever, the amount of notes they expected you to take tired you out more.
Not bothering to actually pull out your bento, you sat at your desk reviewing you notes.
Few people remained in the classroom, Daichi and his other friend being one of the few.
You tapped your pencil against your temple, trying to understand the confusing question in front of you.
Just then, a yellow notebook fell on top of your worksheet and you looked up, ready to punch someone in the face for interrupting you. But your breath hitched in your throat when you saw him.
Daichi Sawamura.
"Just because you looked tired today. Do you need any help?"
You blinked
What.
"Sawamura is this some kind of prank?"
He ignored your comment, pulling the nearest unoccupied chair to your desk, sitting down in said chair with his lunch box and a pencil, waiting for you to say something.
"Well? What are you struggling on?"
"Uh, I-I'm not struggling on anything! Why are you even helping me-"
"Not important. Your clearly struggling on how this question works right? Let me show you."
Unbeknownst to you, Daichi was busy hoping you couldn't hear how fast his heart was beating.
He has originally only wanted to walk up to you to see what you were doing, but didn't fail to notice your lunch was no where to be seen.
"Why aren't you eating?"
You shifted in your seat, not exactly having an answer that doesn't involve studying to beat the very man who asked the question.
"I-I thought you were helping me study, not question my choices."
"Eat."
"W-what? You can't force me to eat! I have rights to make my own decision-"
You were cut off by a piece of rice getting shoved into your mouth.
"So your decision was to starve yourself to death? Health matters more than grades."
You swallowed the food and glared at him.
One of his friends, who you remembered as Sugawara came over soon after that, eating his onigiri and holding onto his own pencil.
They ended up helping you until the lunch bell rang.
i’m just saying what if anya recognises an older kid from one of her previous orphanages and sees her walking in the school she’s in (forgot the name) and she reads the reader’s mind (pun intended) and it’s probably like ‘aghh i want some soup, i feel so sick’ and anya is like, i remember her, but i don’t know from where type shit, (i was thinking from a brief interaction from the science lab place) (reader prob has their own ability)
Ooo! That's a great idea, thank you so much for requesting it!
summary: none
tags: fluff, damian being a bully, anya being smart??
WC:301
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EXPIRIMENTED!READER & SPY X FAMILY
Like any other day, Anya stepped into the grounds of Eden College, expecting another day of boring classes and bullying.
But what she didn't expect was to notice something, or someone familiar to Anya, walking into school grounds. Anya watched them from afar, waiting for the familiar yet unfamiliar person to get closer so she could read their mind.
(y/n) didn't seem to notice Anya but they definitely felt someone's eyes on them.
Anya watched her leave and snapped out of her thoughts to read their mind.
"Damn, I really want some soup right now... I feel so sick..."
Anya stared at her in confusion. Just then, she noticed her best friend, Becky Blackbell get out of her luxurious car and walk towards Anya, spotting her instantly .
"Good morning Anya!"
"Morning Becky!"
As they walk to class, they were interrupted by the 3 boys who began to mock and laugh at them as usual.
As Anya was secretly reading his mind, it drifted away to another person's mind.
"Why is the scion of the Desmond family bullying someone... And that girl... Wait! Isn't she that little pink-haired girl I saw at the lab when I was younger? Does that mean she has special powers as well?"
Anya audibly gasped. That's where she remembered her from! The lab!
Anya instantly looked into the girl's direction. She noticed immediately.
Reader POV
"Why is the scion of the Desmond family bullying someone... And that girl... Wait! Isn't she that little pink-haired girl I saw at the lab when I was younger? Does that mean she has special powers as well?"
The second my thought began to spiral, that same girl who came from the lab saw me and stared in my direction.
I noticed and turned my head, before leaving and going to class.
thats all I can think of. yes I know its very short but uh, it's been rotting in my drafts for who knows how long and I needed to post it.
if u want a part 2 just send an ask again and I'll try my best ദ്ദി・ᴗ・)
