Sakura wanted to die. Sasori was fine with staying dead. But it seemed fate had other plans for them, because when they both wake up younger with blood pulsing through their veins, they had to remember how to live again. Time Travel AU Rewrite of Stumble (2013) Cover by: @SkyKnight_ BETA: @OfCloves

Basic Synopsis: Maki Tanaka is lazy. Really, that's it. Real Synopsis: Maki Tanaka had died after being pushed in front of the speeding truck. Without even a rest in between, he found himself transmigrated to the most innovated Otome Game of the Year called 'The Noblest of Love'. Honestly, Tanaka couldn't care less about being inside of an otome game. He couldn't care less about all the capture targets, the so-called villain, the heroine, and even less about the fact that he's supposed to be some cannon fodder for his brother, Edward, who is one of the capture targets, to step on. He just wanted to sleep dammit. After angering his father (therefore pissing off the rest of his family) with his listlessness, he was banished to Wisteria Estate on the other side of the capital separated from the main household. Which is awesome for Tanaka because he doesn't have to listen to his so-called 'family' prattle on and on about his uselessness. Even so, it seemed there are some things that he couldn't avoid... The villain for example. Tanaka: I'm sleepy... Villain: Then let me hold you in my arms while you sleep~ Tanaka: I'm hungry... Villain: Then I'll feed you~ Tanaka: I'm tired... Villain: A bath might help you relax. Just turn around and let me wash your back~ Tanaka: I'm sore... Villain: I can massage your body~ Tanaka: ...But it's your fault that I'm sore... (AN: The MC starts off as a child, so any romantic development would be in later chapters. Some innocent tofu-touching will happen early on though~)

Merfolk were the very foundation of Shota Aizawa's childhood. Growing up with an absentee mother and a father who worked hard to keep them comfortably afloat, Aizawa found himself growing up faster than most kids his age. Mature beyond his years, he still derived joy from the stories his father would tell him at night. Sitting on the end of his bed, his dad would spin tales of finned creatures who convened with dolphins and wrestled sharks. Shimmering scales and magic that surpassed what was thought to be possible with quirks alone. Stories of seashell hoards and kingdoms built of colorful coral and carefully polished stone. It was one of the few things Shota could look back on and smile. The mere mention of them brought a light feeling to his chest and a shine to his eyes. Though, he never would've thought those myths could be true. (I do NOT own the cover art)

"Look, I really didn't mind the fact that I died and reincarnated into Ansatsu Kyoushitsu. I didn't really mind that you gave me a hole in the heart. That was a real dick move, but I didn't complain. So god, Void, whatever, I'm sorry I punched a student. Please recall my demotion into Class E. Please, the moon literally just exploded and I don't wanna be there!" Kuma-sensei did not belong here. He knew better than anyone else that he was just an outsider. ー ※ COMPLETED FIC. ※ AC belongs to Matsui Yuusei.