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[reidsevilertwin]

“i love you and it makes me feel like telling you the stupidest things.”

memories of your confession came flooding in, sometimes you wished you had control over the things you say. you’d been over this. you’d even forgotten what had happened for a blissful 5 minutes. you peered down at your unfinished worksheet and simply knew it was never going to get done.

like a crumpled piece of paper, you picked up the discarded idea and began to smooth out the edges indolently. carefully, and with fear of ripping. visions of what you’d seen quickly followed.

it’d been like the first time. the present, at least what had been considered the present at the moment. even perhaps more vivid. if you reached out, you might just be able to touch it.

it wasn’t too difficult to remember every single detail. sirius black carried rapture and held each of its wispy fingers between his, a handshake shared between him and some all-knowing being. a secret deal and hushed whispers. how else could he have known exactly how to get into your head? if wizardry hadn’t been the norm in the world you two occupied, you would’ve sworn he practices witchcraft. his charm is simply evil.

an evil bastard that’s what he is.

“like what?” sirius murmured, taking a long drag from his cigarette, his face veiled in a vignette of ash and smoke.

you examined your pencil with the subtle intrigue we as people grant to menial, small items when much larger, daunting things are begging to be ignored. your left eyelid threatens to close and you catch yourself before it twitches, a product of your nerves. your nose crinkles in displeasure as you twist around in your seat, feeling with discomfort the way your skirt’s elastic bunches around your waist. you pull at the material with a snap. your legs scuff the floor in frustration as your chair scratches the floor, there’s simply no way you’re going to survive.

though even he’d put his pride aside and admit this was the closest he’d ever been to the feeling. he’d been expecting to share his smoke alone, but when you’d stumbled into his session, he more than hoped you’d stay.

it felt remarkably as if his ribs had begun to wring themselves out, to shake out the hot liquid that dripped from inside his heart and melted against the fair skin of his torso, a churning inside his stomach like the soft hum and purr of an engine.

how could you be ignoring him? after what you’d said? he felt nervous. no, excited. you loved him, how could he not? that is, if after all this, you didn’t retract what you’d said.

he twiddled with the cold rings sliding down his fingers and rubbed his palm against the intricate wooden swirls of his desktop.

“i wouldn’t mind if i spent the rest of my life regretting you, at least i’d have gotten to choose you in some way.”

you said it so confidently. you meant it. he’d felt so needy and pathetic. he felt cared for, which is maybe why he felt so small. he felt so small for someone who took up so much space from his surroundings.

“well, that’s interesting, isn’t it?” sirius drawled, his voice uncomfortably sarcastic. you stared listlessly into the corners of his face, willing him, no.. daring him to open his moronic mouth and continue.

just then, you recalled how it had ended. your tension cut short. how the already unusually loud voice of james potter seemed even louder was a mystery worth pausing the world for. the door crashed against its frame. as usual, james possessed zero awareness of his surroundings and the frailty of household objects.

a shared glance as if to say, “if you don’t kill him i will.” a moment of ally ship and a couple seconds to breathe.

sirius could do nothing but mirthlessly chuckle at whatever the hell james had been yapping on about, divvying up his patience for the bespectacled boy presented across the room from you both.

the only three people in the common room.

you, sirius, and the uninvited james fucking potter.

he spoke momentarily into the void of an audience paying no attention.

the option of leaving was endlessly enticing to sirius. but he couldn’t to that to you. however enticing, it was nothing in comparison to you. even knee-deep in frigid waters, your presence warmed his bones and shook away all worries. he could stand his idiot “ever so perceptive” friend as long as you were besides him.

“hey, where’s she going?” james called to sirius besides him as you trudged across carpet to your dormitory.

“‘m sleepy, james,” you spoke assuringly. you yawned convincingly enough and with a curt wave, the boys dismissed you.

climbing up the stairs, you broke into a heaving, silent sob. your bed covers coddled your trembling form, palm clamped tightly over your mouth, crackling your breath.

tears threatened to spill over your waterline. you hastily glanced at sirius, seated behind you.

his heart leaped to see you look his way. your heart lurched in exchange, entangled with your gut in a breath-takingly tight embrace. the effort was taxing, that of merely turning your head in his direction. he’d done a number on you. you immaturely willed him to explode.

sirius glared half-heartedly at the floppy haired boy besides him, if he hadn’t interrupted, well.. who knows if he’d had the courage to have confessed in return but the pair of you could’ve been snogging in some distant broom closet and that sole possibility being lost was worth blaming james for.

he’d probably blame james for his porridge being cold this morning too. he wondered what else he could get mad at james for.

seeing you, it felt so right. but it was so shameful to know he hadn’t said anything of value that night.

“i’m such a romantic and for what?” he quipped sarcastically to himself. he could only imagine what remus, a mutual friend of yours, would’ve said.

“pads, it’s amazing how the only time you manage to shut up is whenever it’s most important you speak.”

before that fateful moment, you’d felt as if you had spent your entire career of pining for sirius black hanging off of a ledge. you fell without hesitance off from the cliff, just as you fell without question for the same “evil” boy.

he didn’t love you back. bummer.

sirius perked his head. if he’d been padfoot at that moment, his ears would’ve stood up stiffer than arrows. he realized what he wanted to say.

“i wouldn’t care if you hated me forever after this. as long as you kept on thinking about me. i need you to keep thinking about me.”

he’d have to catch you after class he supposed.

#sirius black x y/n #sirius black x reader #harry potter #marauders #the marauders

[reidsevilertwin]

remus lupin x reader

summary: cuteness aggression, reader puts their head under remus’ shirt.

(it’s pretty short lmao)

you dug your head into the deepest nook and fold of his woodsy winter coat. snaking one rough, scarred palm under the layers of his clothing, remus smoothed the surface of frazzled, upturned hairs, ends twisting every which way during your struggle of nestling comfortably on top his chest. tracing soft circles on the mass under his shirt, remus shifted uncomfortably against the agitating bark of a large tree, its impressive branches shading what would otherwise be a clear, blue expanse. his staggering height and languid mobility worked in contrast beautifully. the fresh sear of dull canines nibbling at his ribcage disrupted the steady lovers’ serenity.

“are you busy in there?” remus huffed absentmindedly, breathing labored from the weight on top of his form.

“very.”

#remus lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin fluff #marauders x y/n #harry potter #marauders x you #marauders x reader

[reidsevilertwin]

poly!marauders x reader

summary: roadtrip w the marauders but everything goes wrong

using the condensation from his slushee cup, james patted down his sweaty forehead before settling his hands around the wheel once again.

“i know where i’m going i swear!” james argued, fully aware no one would receive his excuses without their handful of suspicions.

a muted string of curses could be heard from under the mountain of sheets on sirius’ seat.

“you done playing hedgehog?” y/n shouted into the pile of coats and duffel bags, cupping both hands around their mouth to amplify the sound coming out.

“y/n/n, i think you meant gopher. i’m not sure if hedgehogs burrow.” james spoke, sweetly tilting his head as he corrected you.

unearthing himself from a mound of blankets and bags, sirius’ deftly leaned over and against james’ seat cushion.

pushing his palm against his jaw, he breathed out and plucked out a hair from remus’ head.

“hey, what was that for?” remus winced, swatting his hard cover book against the boy’s head and relishing in the hardy knock that could be heard.

“i’m bored! entertain me one of you!” sirius ordered, huffing out and plopping his hefty figure against remus’ shoulder, sneaking glances at whatever his boyfriend was reading.

“why’d i date so many people if not a single one of you is going to say anything, hmm folks?” sirius spoke to his audience, scanning doubtful eyes at everyone in their seats.

“i bet if we died right now, sirius, and our life begins to flash before our eyes, 50 percent of what’d we see would be you complaining.” y/n landed a hit on his knee before sirius caught their ankle and tugged them closer.

“let go!” y/n whined noisily as remus shifted in his seat uncomfortably to take a look at the pair’s constant twisting around.

“knock it off, both of you!” remus scolded, book landing heavily across sirius’ chest as remus threw it.

“yeah, that’s right! all of you, hit the beautiful one!” sirius exclaimed, hands hoisted high above his head in offense.

“please, some quiet!” james pleaded, “i need to focus!”

“focus he says.. mate, the map is twisted upside down!” remus blurted, twisting the crumpled paper in his hand before returning it to its place on the dashboard, right side up.

“i knew that! it’s the way i read maps!” james stretched his arm outwards for the map before receiving the brunt of one of sirius’ smacks across his knuckles.

“quit it! i’ll drive!” sirius spoke with determination, shoe hitting y/n squarely in the face as he reached for the wheel.

“pull the car aside first dimwit!”

#poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders #marauders x reader #marauders x y/n #poly!marauders x y/n #james potter x y/n #wolfstar x reader #wolfstar x y/n #sirius black x reader #sirius black x y/n #remus lupin x sirius black #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin fluff #sirius black fluff #james potter fluff #james potter #sirius black

[reidsevilertwin]

I wonder if you could make headcanons about Reader being Nagisa’s mother, unlike Hiromi, she’s wealthy, sweet, caring and doting towards her son Nagisa. She’s married to Nagisa’s father who’s the principal of a school. Before Nagisa’s birth, she was a former assassin before giving up Assassination when she married Nagisa’s father and giving birth to Nagisa.

could i just say.. you have a beautiful mind 🤭

nagisa x mom!reader (platonic ofc)

(i will be referring to nagisa by his first name since in these hcs u are his mother!) :)

- although you’re wealthy, shiota rarely asks for anything. maybe money occasionally when he wants to go out w friends but that’s infrequent. you have to guess what he wants for birthdays etc because he doesn’t give u many clues! but he appreciates anything you buy for him and makes sure to express that appreciation. you’re very glad you raised such a grateful boy. although, you’re just not ready to explain how you’ve got so much money to spend

- it felt unfair to spend your assassination earnings on yourself, knowing the crimes you committed to have them in the first place. deep down, you hoped your son would forgive you if he knew

- you always dote on him and his achievements so he took it hard when he got demoted to e-class. he lay awake at night wondering if he’d disappointed you. he thought this meant you wouldn’t be proud of him. you assured him he’d get through this slump, and that his worth is beyond any measly grade and, even so, you don’t need grades to know you raised a clever and capable boy

- when shiota started hanging out with karma, you expressed he was welcome at your home anytime. you’d heard of the kid’s reputation from other parents but in front of you he was quiet, awkward, and mostly spent his time over inside shiota’s room playing video games. shiota had never been too “out there” and from what little words karma spoke around you you could see he’d help bring your boy from out of his shell

- you reasoned there must be some logical explanation for why karma had such violent tendencies, such habits aren’t created inside of a vacuum. ofc you’d figured out he didn’t have a great home life

- sometimes, when your husband was busy at work and you woke up at night in cold sweats (nightmares about what you’d done) you’d take a walk to shiota’s room and check his breathing, sitting down by the foot of his bed and affirming to yourself quitting was worth it.. for him !

- shiota hadn’t ever had the best self esteem and even though you liked his hair long because you thought he liked it, he came up to you on day voicing his regrets about what the kids at school were teasing him about. (after he’d finally owned up to not liking his hair on the longer side.) you’d cut it for him in the bathroom, not for saving cash instead of visiting a salon, but because you wanted him to know you were fully accepting of his decision to get rid of it

- shiota’s father assures you this is the way kids his age are, they’re insensitive and more often than not, he gets a couple kids a day into his office for behavioral issues

- it was the reason shiota didn’t attend his father’s school. your husband and you didn’t want him to be picked on for being the principal’s kid

- one of his favorite memories is blasting the radio in the bathroom. shiota sitting on a stool wearing one of his father’s old, tattered shirts, you wearing a band tee from college as you clipped away at the hair on his head. he loved how you would hum along and he’d ask you not to move so much so you didn’t ruin his haircut. you’d smack him playfully on the arm and snake your arms around him, swinging to the music and belting out the notes louder

- shiota was a shy kid, he would hide behind you at the checkout counter as you purchased whatever snack he had his eye on as a reward for accompanying you to the market

- you’d ruffle his hair and chuckle at how the cashier would ask him “is this your favorite drink, kiddo?” and he’d simply remove his snack from the plastic bag around your arm and nod politely

- he’s a well-mannered kid who rarely complains. which also means he has difficult expressing his discomforts and opening up. you have to use your learned skills (as an assassin) to read him and act accordingly. if something’s bothering him etc

- whenever shiota would have trouble sleeping as a toddler, you’d take him on car drives and when he gets older and he needs to blow off steam, he takes a drive around the block

- you always paid sm attention to his hair and he kept it long to see you happy. you’d run your hands through his hair mindlessly on movie nights, you’d put it up for him on hot days. if you’d known how much it damaged his self-esteem, you would’ve left him bald if it made him happier and more comfortable in his skin

- you tried your hardest to extinguish any signs of shiota’s talent for assassination. you cursed yourself for having passed the skill down onto your child. you taught him he could do better things than you, and that his vocation was not pre-destined

#nagisa shiota x reader #platonic #nagisa shiota x y/n #assassination classroom #assassination classroom headcanons

[reidsevilertwin]

sirius black x reader

summary: stoner!sirius but basically just sirius and reader bickering (not arguing) and being cute!

cw: weed, grass, ganja, gangnam style whatever u wanna call it 🤗 sirius checks out reader shortly

the warm expanse of the common room had been cleared out for the night. fire crackled and sputtered in your ears and the scarlet heat that radiated from the flames chased off the remaining chill from your rattling hands.

a hoarse chuckle warmed the rest of your body as you recognized the presence of your closest friend and dearest marauder, sirius.

“how long have you been there?” you anxiously pressed, a swarming sensation curling up at the nape of your neck at the consideration that he might’ve been watching you.

“a good 5 minutes,” sirius replied absentmindedly, looking a bit too cheery for his own damn good and not-so put together.

“what’s gotten into you?” you chortled inwardly, carefully joining together the pages of your books as you set it aside your splayed out figure. settling your legs together instead of across the couch, you patted the cushioned seat besides you.

it took a moment for sirius to register your question, but wrapping an arm around your shoulder, he swayed the pair of you side-to-side.

kissing the temple of your head, he murmured into the crevice of your neck, “oh, nothing, darling.”

shoving your hands abruptly into his coat pockets, you tugged out a packet of a mysterious, yet altogether familiar substance.

wrenching it from your smaller, weaker grip, he shushed you and stilled further questioning.

“shh, shh, pay no mind.”

a look of playful disappointment flashed your face, your lips a straight line as you narrowed your eyes accusingly at sirius.

“sirius black, you’re high already?” you inquired in exaggerated bewilderment.

“already? it’s the middle of the bloody night, what are you doing up?” sirius returned, finding it harder to focus on places he should have been focusing on.

“eyes up here!” you snapped, jostling sirius’ shoulder, finding it amusing how he always finds ways to make this about you.

“i mean in the middle of the week. don’t you reserve this stuff for the weekends and such?” you spoke, trying not too sound too curious.

“i don’t need to reserve anything, we’re the ones that grow it anyways,” sirius uttered under his breath, your eyes drilling holes into the side of his head.

“plenty of stock,” sirius met your gaze, nose scuffing yours, taking in every tint and shade apparent on your skin.

“sirius,” you huffed out distractedly, the irises of your eyes unknowingly expanding.

“y/n?” sirius echoed.

settling your bottom closer to sirius’ thighs, you drape a leg across his lap, enticing him to pay attention.

“could i-“

“no, you’re not having any, y/n.” sirius finished for you, acting as if the mere mention offended him.

“but you said you had enough,” you pleaded softly, hoping not to push too hard. you curled your knees against your chest, removing them from his lap to reprimand him. sirius’ hands twitching and itching to grab you and settle you in your previous position. instead, his hands ghost over your form, enticing you to move towards him.

“that’s not the problem, you’re too young,” he quipped sarcastically, basking in his abundant hypocrisy.

“we’re the same age, black!” after his initial discouragement, your eyes skittered to the fire’s unending and constant sizzle. you opened your mouth to beg once more before being interrupted.

“it’s final, alright?” he spoke affectionately, patting your head a bit and smoothing the ruffled tufts of hair that poked out.

digging your jaw deeper into his robes, you inhaled sirius’ fragrance of expensive perfume and clouded smoke.

“are you sniffing me?” sirius hoisted up the back of his head from your shoulder to peer at you properly.

“maybe..”

sirius took a dramatic inhale of your sweater cuff, sighing and letting his head plop back down in comedic fashion as he exhaled.

“now we’re even.”

“you’re so unnecessary!” you retorted playfully, tugging a strand of his hair.

“says the one breathing me in!” sirius countered.

“i was checking if i could, you know, smell it on you!”

“smell what on me? come on, spit it out.” sirius responded expectedly.

“oh, you know!”

“that’s what i thought.” sirius riposted, swinging his legs across your lap and kicking them up a bit only for them to come hurtling back down, much like a child would.

“toasty,” he commented, searching your face for the expression of distaste he was hoping for. sirius black lived and breathed to be annoying.

“god, you’re precious.”

“precious? don’t you mean perfect?” he innocently corrected, if sirius’ nose was angled up any higher, he’d be looking upwards at the ceiling perpetually.

“well you’re not perfect. even if you were i’d never admit it. perfect people don’t even exist, black. and even so, if anyone gets to be perfect, it’d be me.” you stifled laughter, it embarrassed you slightly how much your own joke could amuse you.

“ouch!” sirius clenched a hand around his chest, he held his spare out for yours, placing it just above his palpating heart.

“feel that? you’ve just gone and broken it.” he pouted for effect.

“feel this, black?”

tugging him closer by whatever scrap of fabric you could clench under your hand, your lips meld momentarily before you just as abruptly pull away.

silence. awkward silence.

“well you’ve just gone and ruined it haven’t you?”

an inhale, then a sigh. from sirius.

“guess you’ve just got to do it again because, dearest y/n, i couldn’t feel a thing.”

that cheeky git.

#sirius black x reader #sirius black #sirius orion black #sirius black x y/n #sirius black x self insert #stoner!sirius black #harry potter #sirius black fluff

[reidsevilertwin]

jealous!karma akabane x reader

a/n: #justiceforisogai

requested by @pansexual-chaos

it was so unmistakably obvious. his incessant mumblings, the practically permanent scowl plastered where his cheeky, endearing grin should’ve been.

the way karma kept insisting to knock into isogai’s seat with each and every trip he made to the class trash-bin. sometimes “spilling” his pencil shavings over the front of their class leader’s shirt and shortly after feigning ignorance.

e-class was on edge and for good reason.

karma akabane was in a foul mood and the stench of his resentment was stinking up their “learning environment”.

it was a relief when korosensei finally announced the end of the school day and bid his students goodbye.

bumping your pen off of your desk and consequently grimacing at the clatter that followed, your hand reached for the biro before it could roll away.

it nudged the side of karma’s foot, before being crushed under his black soles.

“well that’s just too bad, l/n.” karma crooned, tilting his head back to let unruly, bright strands of red hair fall over his head and cover what you could only assume was an annoyingly innocent simper.

“you’re gonna have to replace that,” you whispered harshly, arm coming to tug at the end of his pant-leg, still bending over to collect the fragments of your beloved pen.

“just the way you replaced me i’m assuming?” karma spoke lowly, putting you in an uncomfortable position.

straightening yourself out and smoothing the crinkles of your uniform, you jostled a bit with your binder before shoving it into your bag and kicking up from your seat.

“don’t have a clue what you’re talking about,” you replied obliviously, not minding much when his spare hand came to bar your way to the class’s exit.

“that’s cute,” he mocked, his voice condescendingly high-pitched, “except, oh wait, no it’s not.”

“do yourself a favor, sounding stupid doesn’t suit you.” karma continued, his conscious choice of wording leaving zero space for geniality in this confrontation.

“i could say the same thing about you, acting so possessive is embarrassing. especially if you’re not my boyfriend, karma.” you spoke the last bit melodically, already standing at the door’s edge and waiting to make your exit and leave him to his own devices. he scoffed, picking up your bag and draping it across his shoulder as he had become accustomed to doing.

“hey! y/n!” a cheery, and much appreciated voice came to be heard from isogai’s desk.

“hey!” you returned, before enveloping yourself into his open arms much to karma’s ingratitude. he surveyed the boy with just as much animosity as he could muster. which is, for karma, quite a lot.

isogai, ever the gentleman, ignored karma’s undeserved hostility to the best of his abilities.

“mind joining us today? the four of us are walking together to a cafe. karma could come too if he’d like.” isogai proposed, not paying any mind to karma’s advances to scoot past him and loom over the pair of you against the door’s frame.

“four of us?”

from a distant corner of the classroom, maehara and okano could be spotted engaging in conversation. in response to your confusion, isogai gave a curt wave to them both, one which they returned.

“and nagisa if he’s not too busy.” isogai optimistically chimed, hoping to win you over.

his toothy grin was contagious and you found yourself sickeningly grinning into your palm at his invite, trying to hide your fondness for the boy’s consideration. he repositioned his book bag slung across his shoulder, awaiting an answer.

your eyes shifted to the unwanted red-headed intruder also shifting positions, waiting for you to walk home with him.

after a pause of heavy consideration, “maybe next time, hmm?”

you couldn’t help but flinch a bit at the momentary downcast expression that bloomed across isogai’s boyish face.

“no worries! maybe next time?” isogai assured you, patting your back and letting his hand linger there longer than what should be considered friendly.

turning to karma, you raised your voice enough to capture his fleeting attention, “you ready to go?”

“i feel horrible, y/n,” karma mumbled, unsure whether you would even hear him.

“no worries,” you parroted isogai, letting your hand linger onto karma’s shoulder much the way the class leader had held yours.

holding out your hand towards his you jeered, “but i was serious about the needing a new pen thing.”

#assassination classroom #karma akabane #karma akabane x reader #karma akabane x y/n #karma akabane being jealous #jealous karma akabane #karma akabane x self insert #isogai x reader #yuuma isogai #yuuma isogai x reader #hiroto maehara #hinata okano

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marauders x reader

summary: the marauders and reader visit the ocean! james is overprotective as usual..

billowing, frothed waves came to nip at y/n’s ankles as they struggled farther and farther into the ocean’s salty lather.

“y/n! y/n! we need to be careful, especially you!” james’ voice quivered from the frigidity of the water, his pants bunched up around his legs, tie clenched in his hand instead of its rightful place around his neck.

“especially me, potter?” y/n mocked, heart swarming with adoration at the concern lacing james’ pleas.

“you know you’re..” james gestured closer to the ground, “of a lower stature..”

“i can’t believe you, james potter,”

y/n inched closer towards the swarming motions of the water, james far behind now.

“i’ll do as i please, hmm?” y/n finished, voice strained against the smothering cries of the lapping ocean.

“seriously, we should maybe go back, sweetheart..” james insisted.

“oh brother, james, leave ‘em alone!” remus’s voice rang from the safety of the shore, sparing the pair a glance from between the pages of his book.

“honestly, they’re not even that far out..” sirius followed, starting to come up behind james and y/n.

“they’re far out enough!” james wrangled with the taller, raven haired man.

y/n stooped to swirl the water, admiring fragments of seashells that cropped up from the sand.

“please, just let me dry you off!” james called out to y/n, bordering on a whine.

“honestly, it’s not like i’ll be swept off my feet, james!” y/n argued, pushing their footing down harder into the sand to ground themselves. meanwhile, sirius swiftly made way past james’ impatient form. hands on his hips, james scoffed out incredulously as sirius came up behind y/n as well, latching his lean arms around their waist.

“yeah, that’s my job, prongs,” sirius chimed in cheekily, flipping his hair back only to give james an insolent grin. leaning his chin further into y/n’s shoulder, sirius blew insulting kisses at the curly-haired boy, mocking his anger.

“back off, pads, seriously. you’re making this harder than it would’ve been without your remarks.” james scolded.

an amused laugh could be heard from the shore where remus lay. quickly abandoning his spot on the group’s picnic blanket, he regained the attention of those bickering, “are we going to eat or not, gentlemen?”

“in a minute, once y/n comes back!” james engaged.

“mate, give it up.. we’ll start without them.” remus assured james, a comforting hand came up from the boy’s pockets to squeeze james’ shoulder.

“alright,” james said, finally giving in.

“now that you mention it, i’ll be joining you,” y/n spoke mirthlessly, smiling only when james came to meet their knowing gaze.

“all that just to tease me, right?”

“oh, of course.”

#james potter x reader #sirius black #remus lupin #marauders #the maurauders #harry potter #james potter x gender neutral reader #james potter x y/n #james potter #marauders x reader #sirius black x reader #remus lupin x reader #sirius black x gender neutral reader #remus lupin x gender neutral reader #poly!marauders x reader

[reidsevilertwin]

karma parenting hcs pls^^! (post-time skip)

a/n: ty for requesting! lemme know what u think :)

- if ur kid is biological, he’ll propose the stupidest names just to poke fun at u

“what about pebble jr?”

“pebble jr? who’s pebble the first?”

- tries getting ur kid to say “dad” before any other word.. it’s his personal agenda

“shhh.. cmon you know u want to.. how about this.. if u can say “dad”, maybe even just a “pa”, i’ll give this back to u!”

“put the toy back!”

- i can honestly see him as a girl dad mostly

- karma will give ur kid a nickname that only he gets to call them

“c’mere bean! why isn’t he/she responding? :(“

- tickles ur kid 24/7 and is constantly doting on them (patting their head, ruffling their hair, picking them up and slinging them over his shoulder so they erupt into a fit of giggles)

- if one of ur kids hands him a pretend phone, he WILL take things too seriously

“yes? who’s this?”

“oh my god..”

“karma, what is it?”

“oh.. god.. no this can’t be..”

“karma, quit that!”

- is the one who drives ur kids everywhere, usually takes the keys from their place on the counter so he can drive them to practices/etc before u get the chance to

- this is why they’re constantly late everywhere

- usually takes it upon himself (when they’re older) to be the one who lectures them on why what they did is wrong etc

- he obviously cares sm about his kids and wants them to be healthy, responsible adults so he has to make sure they know what’s wrong and right

- teaches them how to do jobs around the house as they get older but is also more lenient w them when they don’t get something done (a chore)

“(kid’s name), your bed!”

“oh, they’re with me.. give us five minutes!”

- smooches u in front of ur kids to hear their disgusted reactions 😭

“you’re all so dramatic!”

- it’s the middle of the night, you walk into the kitchen for a glass of water and see karma and ur kid (both of them asleep on the recliner) w a late-night family tv show playing in the background

(and ofc u take a picture!)

- is constantly sharing stories w ur kids about his days in e-class and whenever he sees work or etc is taking a toll on u, he takes the kids out to give u some alone time

- we’re all aware of his .. interest in photography, so ofc his camera roll is on life-support. it’s crammed w photos of every single one of ur kids in various situations

falling asleep on you? click 📸

halloween costume matching w his kids? click 📸

road trip? click 📸

meeting uncle nagisa? click 📸

prom night? click click click ! 📸

- intimidates the hell out of their s/o

(yeah, he’s one of those dads..)

- everyone likes to poke fun at how domestic he’s become but honestly there’s nothing he’d rather be doing. he’d trade away his delinquent ways for his family any day of the year

- if your kid is a teenager and he’s gotten into a disagreement with them, he’ll show up at their bedroom door, knock a couple times, and explain why he had to set his foot down

- is always spoiling ur kids w things they don’t need (not too much, but he’s got money to spare)

- while he encourages his kids being independent and is endlessly proud of them, he would be there any time they need someone to lean on. he wants to be there the way his parents never were for him. he wouldn’t want his kids feeling as if they couldn’t talk to him. he gives them tough love when they need it, but reminds them he loves them and is only looking out for them. he worries about them and only hopes they aren’t being so distant because of him and only because it’s a part of growing up

- i think it’s fair enough to say he’s constantly trying to embarrass his kids in public /lh

- loud metal music while dropping them off?

yep.. the whole business..

#assassination classroom #karma akabane #karma akabane fluff #karma akabane x reader #karma akabane headcanons #karma akabane as a dad #assclass #karma akabane x y/n #karma akabane post time skip

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she/her. feb aquarius.

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most recent: sirius black x reader

harry potter m.list

assassination classroom m.list

criminal minds m.list

requests are: open!

will write for any harry potter, assassination classroom, criminal minds, or stranger things character!

( x any gender reader)

#harry potter #assassination classroom headcanons #criminal minds

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criminal minds m. list 🥂

spencer reid :

fic is here!

summary: ladies and gents, spencer reid’s accidental confession. (fem reader)

fic is here!

summary: spencer runs into a particularly attractive stranger during this morning’s coffee run. (male reader)

#criminal minds #spencer reid x male reader #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid #dr spencer reid #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid fluff

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harry potter m. list ⚡️

a/n: hope u enjoy! xoxo

poly!marauders :

fic is here! (fave ⭐️)

summary: the marauders + reader visit the beach! james is overprotective, as usual.

fic is here! (fave ⭐️)

summary: roadtrip w the marauders except it’s utter chaos.

harry potter :

fic is here!

summary: harry’s desperate for an s/o and finds an unexpected love interest in y/n, for whom he is subconsciously pining over.

part one! part two!

summary: the distance y/n has put between them both leaves a sour taste in harry’s mouth.

fred weasley :

fic is here!

summary: fred comforts ftm reader w dysphoria.

sirius black :

fic is here! (fave ⭐️)

summary: sirius being clingy.

fic is here! (fave ⭐️)

summary: stoner!sirius and reader bickering and being sickeningly in love.

fic is here! (fave ⭐️)

summary: sirius is an idiot who responds tactlessly to your love confession.

remus lupin :

fic is here!

summary: reader and remus cuddling.

#harry potter x reader #marauders #sirius black x reader #harry potter fluff #fred weasley x reader #sirius black fluff #fred weasley x male reader

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assassination classroom m. list!

a/n: reader is gender neutral unless otherwise stated.

karma akabane :

fic is here! (fave ⭐️)

summary: karma getting jealous.

fic is here!

summary: karma akabane sfw alphabet.

fic is here!

summary: general headcanons for this character.

fic is here!

summary: karma and reader parenting stuffed animals together.

fic is here!

summary: karma as a dad.

fic is here!

summary: karma and reader walk home together, karma being nervous around reader.

fic is here!

summary: post-time skip angst.

fic is here!

summary: karma is crushing on reader, hard.

shiota nagisa :

fic is here!

summary: being nagisa’s sweet ex-assassin mother married to the principal of a school.

general class 3-e hcs :

part one!

part two!

part three!

part four!

part five!

weezer memes (assclass edition) :

part one! (karma, nagisa, kaede)

part two! (terasaka gang)

part three! (teachers + kunudon)

part four! (asano’s minions)

part five! (maehara, isogai, okano, meg)

#assassination classroom headcanons #karma akabane #karma akabane x y/n #karma akabane fluff #class 3e #karma akabane x reader #nagisa shiota #x reader #terasaka gang

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sirius black x reader

summary: sirius being sirius (annoying) /lh

tracing the indents and curvatures of his palm, sirius flopped down on top of your place on the mattress, letting his knees buckle where he ricocheted on the springy surface. similar to a large tome slapping down on a hardwood table, the sound was enough to snap your head back and meet his sable gaze. he returned, shortly after, a friendly and somewhat teasing smile.

“are you kidding me?” you choked out, jaw grinding into the pillow beneath you as sirius got comfortable laying down on top of your head.

“quit whinging, don’t you like my company?” sirius mused, turning back to flick the tippy top of your head.

“not as much as i like my personal space, thank you very much.” your muffled voice squeaked out, as did the hinges on your feeble bed as sirius shifted and shifted only to end up further on top of your body laying face down.

“look at this,” sirius started, “paper cut.”

grabbing his own hand by the wrist, he twisted it to show you the insignificant mark decorating the surface.

“you don’t mean to tell me you got a papercut on my bed, siri?” you questioned, lifting your chin up a bit for some much-needed air, relishing the way in which oxygen filled and left your lungs with every hefty breath, coursing exhaustion through your slumped and claustrophobic figure.

“i’m not that stupid,” sirius returned in disbelief, “as if you’d buy that.”

“i only came here for you to kiss it.”

you could practically hear the stupid grin on sirius’s face, his voice lilting upwards in expectance.

“fine, fine, but get off of me.”

sirius burst forwards followed by significant a knock on the floor as he thwacked some ancient textbook off your wooden nightstand.

“hey!” you scolded, wringing your spine either which way to relieve the tension from your aching bones.

“see! the bookmark didn’t fall out..” he excused, mostly to himself. clambering around on his knees, muttering curses, as he pushed frail pages back into the book’s binding.

pushing your socked foot against the temple of his head, you nudged him slightly, chuckling to yourself at the way his head bobbed.

throwing the book back down onto the counter, he sat on the ledge of the bed besides you. “kiss it i said..” he huffed out in a gruff, impatient tone.

“is that a threat, black?”

“yes,” he continued, barely biting back a smile threatening to take over his visage and distort his tough, demanding exterior.

“fine.. give it here..”

#sirius black #sirius black being annoying #harry potter #sirius black x reader #sirius orion black #sirius black x y/n #annoying!sirius #sirius black fluff #sirius black drabble #sirius black oneshot #harry potter fic #y/n x sirius black

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“five tickets to american psycho, pls !!”

#gone girl #girl interrupted #american psycho #patrick bateman #jennifers body #you #lady bird #femcel

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one thing i don’t appreciate about the assassination classroom adaptation is that (in the live-action movie) karma actually passes the second test (forgot what it was officially referred to as) and is awarded a tentacle..

to me it kind of undermines the whole driving point behind his character arc and one of the things that really made his character more than a bad boy trope. like.. karma’s arc was learning and understanding that he needed to work for what he wanted instead of relying on natural talent/smarts alone and as a result came to view his peers as equals rather than below him. this helped him sort of become part of the group as he saw what made everyone special and just as “worthy” as him of killing korosensei. it also helped him pass the finale, whereas asano couldn’t.

he joined e-class as sort of an outsider and through this character development, i can see how it helped him better become a part of the group.

i think if this development hadn’t taken place, a lot of things would’ve changed.

i get maybe it looked cooler if karma passed the test easy-peasy since it was expected of him, but respectfully, he really needed that humbling.

#assassination classroom #karma akabane #assclass #karma akabane analysis

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- gumball watterson

- dustin henderson

- apparently michelle from american pie according to one of my friends

(haven’t even watched the movie..)

- and spencer reid i’ve been told 😕

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Pick 4 characters that match your energy

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Nagisa Shiota from Assassination Classroom

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steve harrington hcs!

( dedicated my friend jaylee )

- thinks waffles > pancakes

he argues the little pockets are “phenomenal at holding the syrup”

- in his babysitter dynamic w robin, he thinks he’s the dad but trust he’s the mom

- the type to wait for his “kid” to get back home and go “where have u been?!”

prob does that *spins chair around and turns on lamp* shenanigan but he fumbles w the chair and asks for them to, “give him a second”

- probably doesn’t post on his story, except to repost when you mention him on yours (in a modern au)

- (modern au) probably tries taking sneaky pictures of people but they end up blurry (by people i mean robin)

- gets his phone stolen constantly by dustin or robin and they take pictures on it

- posts when he hangs out w u to “nudge nudge” robin that he’s hanging out w his crush instead of texting her

- the type to go “got ur nose”

- sprays febreeze EVERYWHERE and immediately starts coughing whilst complaining about how “it reeks in here”

- corrects people when they get the jingle to a commercial wrong (he knows them all)

- calls random objects “bad boys” or “puppies”

“puttin these puppies on”

“steve, just call them ur shoes!”

- class clown who makes jokes and looks at the rest of the class for approval

- he snores ..

- if he were to walk in on u changing, he’d go “CMON MAN CLOSE THE DOOR” instead of apologizing frantically like a normal person

- loses the remote but he was sitting on it the whole time (harasses half of the group to find out who’s hiding it)

goes QUIET when he finds it

- thinks that tickling ppl is top-tier humor

- tries to get robin to stop biting her nails since he takes such good care of his cuticles

- puts on a scary movie in hopes you’ll snuggle up to him, but he’s the one who can’t go to bed afterwards and needs to watch a “nice movie” before heading off to sleep

- has gum stuck on his shoes 24/7

dude is just always finding a new piece

- probably sleeps w a nightlight

- if he thought someone broke into his house, he’d go “hello? anybody there?”

“hello? i have a weapon..”

- hates sporks for some reason #avidsporkshater

- got bit by a squirrel once when he was little

- got sent to his grandmother’s house once when he was little as punishment

he’s still scared of returning ..

he was bored out of his mind and all he could do was watch as she showed him naked pictures of him in the bathtub and pinched his cheeks

- reads the back of cereal boxes over and over again as he eats his cereal

- robin jokingly suggested he used to kiss his pillows as practice and the way he went beet red was very .. telling

- can only cook instant food

- “breakfast is the most important meal of the days, you guys”

“is that cuz u can only cook eggs?”

- doesn’t know his left from his right or what side is his chest his heart is on

- “you got a lil sumthing right there”

*points at ur shirt*

slides his finger up when u look

- *boops* people’s noses

#steve harrington #stranger things #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington headcanons