(Y/N) is Karma's one and only bestfriend. She shared a secret to him. She didn't want anyone to find out..but...if they do find out will they keep it a secret? Or will they hate her for it? (Disclaimer: I dont own Assassination Classroom and You) [RE WRITING PROCESS!!!] It's cringey, that's a warning.

❛ how troublesome. ❜ ↳ . . . # akabane karma x fem!reader. 🐇 ➤ 𝗦𝗬𝗡𝗢𝗣𝗦𝗜𝗦 a bunch of junior high students are given a mission to assassinate their mach speed teacher before graduation. during this time a sadistic red head becomes close with his seatmate who considers herself a sleepyhead due to her frequent sleeping, their bond soon blossomed more. ➤ started ! 07.10.2022 ➤ ended ! ➤ status ! rewritting. ongoing. ➤ slowburn romance , follows the plotline. ➤ cover artist ! suimineru on x. © - yusei matsui.

╰► ["𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞?"] "𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞" ╔═*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*═╗ ≻──𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, you're a complete psycho but karmas girlfriend ೃ⁀➷ no spoilers ೃ⁀➷ fluff, a bit of maturity ೃ⁀➷ f! reader (sorry) ೃ⁀➷ enjoy! ⊱ ─𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝- Oct 23/23 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝- Nov 13/23 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃!! {!!!!𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑!!!!} i do not own the Assassination Classroom series, nor do l own the characters!

About a year after big brother Ran settles down with his Missus, Rindou gets a rather unexpected call from his parents, telling him that they had found him a wife and will be marrying her in a months time. How will Rindou handle this new change? And will he like this mystery woman? Warnings: But if swearing Smutt Talk of SA Notes: - This book doesn't follow the story line - I'm aware the Haitanis don't have their parents in their lives but in this one they have minimal contact with them. - Ran also has his own wife who is kinda a stuck up 🐮 Credits: Cover: @Maccha.latte2 Tokyo Revengers writer: Ken Wakui Title: Britains Channel 4 show ~ Married at first sight.

[Spin Off Of Entrapped Hearts] As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting eerie shadows over the Deep Cove Retreat, I stood at the entrance, a reluctant intruder in a place cloaked in serenity and secrets. I had been forced to take a leave from my detective job-a bitter dismissal from a boss who worried I was on the verge of losing myself. But I couldn't let it go. Too many had vanished, and this retreat held the promise of answers I desperately needed. The moment I stepped through the ornate doors, I was enveloped by the sweet scent of lavender. Bright colors adorned the walls, masking an unsettling atmosphere that prickled my skin. Each smile I encountered felt rehearsed, like a façade hiding something sinister beneath. And then there was Luis Blackwood, the missing singer, whose magnetic presence set my instincts on high alert. His gaze was warm, inviting even, yet there was a darkness behind it that made my heart race. As I struggled to blend in, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was stepping into a trap-a web spun with care to ensnare the unwary. Days turned into nights, and each ritual I witnessed drew me deeper into their world, a world that felt dangerously warped. I came seeking answers but quickly realized that the truth was a double-edged sword. The more I uncovered, the more the line between hunter and hunted began to blur. Would I emerge unscathed, or would I become yet another name on the growing list of the missing, swallowed whole by the darkness lurking beneath Deep Cove? The game was on, and the stakes were higher than ever.

I'm Marinette! Just a normal girl with a normal life! But there's something about my life...that no one knows yet. 'cause I have a secret! I have a secret boyfriend...Katsu. He's the best! He's loving and caring. He's strong and smart. He's handsome too. He's moody sometimes as well. He could be really mean sometimes but never to me! One day... he couldn't take it anymore that all the boys flirted with me and did something unbelievable. Only I didn't know it was him who did it. Slowly he started getting more possessive and meaner. He started getting more controlling and always wanted me to be with him. "Katsuki. You're scaring me! Stop!" "Love me love me love me love me more!" "Katsuki!" No quirks, Paris Warning: Bad language, rough, mean, yelling, arguments, fighting, hitting, and bruises. This is a Yandere story so yeah...

(Male Yandere Demons x Female Reader) You are just a normal high school girl living a normal life. . . . Until your life is not normal anymore. _______________________________________ Doing the mistake of following your friends into the forbidden forest, you captured the attention of three demons. The Beast, The Charmer and The Shadow. Out of all the possible demons you could have got themselves infatuated with you, it was the most troublesome ones. So tell me darling, are you ready to bear with this trio?

A girl defies convention by wearing roller skates to her job, sparking intrigue among her colleagues. Little does she know, she's caught the eye of the enigmatic Mafia, who becomes inexplicably drawn to her unconventional charm. As she navigates the complexities of her dual life, she finds herself entangled in a web of danger and desire, unsure of who to trust as the Mafia's obsession deepens.

In "Dealing with the Devil" Y/N finds herself stalked and partnered with an enigmatic classmate known as "the Devil" for tutoring. As their sessions progress, Y/N uncovers dark secrets about her stalker's identity and their sinister connection. With tension mounting, she must navigate treacherous waters to uncover the chilling truth before it's too late. ___________ "When the mind fixates singularly on an obsession, becoming deeply enamored, what transpires when that fixation fades? Does it relegate you to the shelf among its other prized possessions, or does it casually discard you? I've never experienced such intense love for something, and I doubt I ever will, but I ponder how often this cycle of obsession repeats itself-" As my fingers danced across the keyboard, crafting words, a sudden message materialized on my computer screen. "I won't ever throw you away. Why are you writing about me like this?" A chill ran down my spine. Had he hacked into my computer? Attempting to continue typing, my efforts were futile; it was as if my computer had frozen. "Why are you doing this?" I exclaimed aloud in frustration, my fingers tapping the keys relentlessly. Suddenly, my computer shut down abruptly. I slammed my hands onto the desk, emitting a frustrated groan. The overwhelming emotions made me feel on the verge of tears. "I just love you too much," the message declared across my darkened screen.