The Best Rare Pairs from Assassination Classroom

hello, anyone reading! 

i’ll get right to the point: i don’t like my online presence. salty-kumiru, assclassrarepairs, even akihito_kanburrito — none of these accounts feel like me.

i’ve changed a lot recently, and i’ve become a more serious person. obviously, i still love to joke around, like i do with friends, but less so. i’ve grown to hate posting light-hearted, jokey things when that’s simply not the content i feel like posting. god, i sound like i belong on myspace, jesus christ.

moving on.

i therefore want to start a new blog, a new ao3. i may or may not delete this blog or my current ao3, but i do want to start a new one.

really, i just feel like i’m not getting my real personality across. the real world just isn’t a place where i can freely share my creativity, which is why i come online. however, the internet doesn’t feel like my creative place either, but i know that it could be, if i just used it properly.

so, sometime before the new year, i will start up new accounts, both on tumblr and on ao3. once i’ve started them, i’ll come back to this post and link to both of the accounts. 

if anyone is willing to offer any advice to me about starting fresh then i’d be more than grateful. thank you so much to many of my mutuals for the fun and for the experience you’ve given me over the year that i’ve been writing and sharing my content with my fandoms. you’ve all done a lot for me and i can’t thank you enough. mainly because i’m british and it’s what we do.

Assclass Rarepair Week: Day 7 - Future Pairing: KuraYada

♥ AnKyou RarePair Week ♥

Day 5: First Meeting

[Platonic!] Gakushu Asano x Kevin

Since the drawings are shitty I’ll throw in this fanfic I wrote six months ago lmao

Assclass Rarepair Week: Day 2 - Sharing Food 

Listening too much Hairspray..., don’t worry Irina is actually pretty happy~

I rEALLY like yukikae/kayazaki I just never drew them before haha;;;

Assassination Classroom Rarepair Week Day 1: Clothes Swap 

Assclass Rarepair Week: Day 1 - Clothes Hair Swap Pairing: KuraYada

sorry it’s taken so long!! i got caught up in schoolwork (it was a game and my competitive streak came out). never fear though, karushuu week is almost upon us, so you’ll have lots of new material then!! but wOAH i hope you like angst because this got angsty real quick (if you check out my ao3, you’ll know it’s a specialty of mine)

Slumped with his chin on his hand, Karma watched the scene outside of the classroom window. It had been playing out for many minutes now, and each passing moment caused his knuckles to itch into fists, and his jaw to tense. 

Maehara was flirting again. They were mindless girls with nothing better to do, but flirting is flirting; cheating is cheating.

More time passed, and Karma fought hard to quell the angry burn in his stomach. Maehara had left — a wink, a smile and a cheery ‘bye-bye’ — and his footsteps were pacing up to the classroom where Karma sat, despite the fact that it was lunchtime and no lessons were due there any time soon.

The door flew open. “There you are!” Maehara exclaimed, bright teeth shining through his grin. “I’ve been searching all over for you, you know?”

“Hmm, really?” Karma drawled carelessly, though the curl of his fingers depicted his true feelings. “And I suppose you were asking Meinu-san and Oroka-san for directions?” Maehara let out a breath, the noise following it being something caught between a sigh and a scream.

“Karma, I swear, they just came onto me,” Maehara explained. Karma sucked in a sharp breath to suppress the fury spreading through his chest.

Silence. Then, “Even though they know I’m your boyfriend?” Maehara nodded profusely. Pure anger settled in Karma’s throat, the petals of its flame unfurling rapidly at the faux innocence on Maehara’s face. “Wow, their names fit them well.”

“Karma, that’s not fa—”

“I trusted you!” Karma yelled, slamming his hand onto the desk before him. The emotions caught in his throat writhed painfully. Stunned into silence, Maehara simply stood, his face erased of anything other than shock. “I trusted you, and you betrayed that trust. I’m leaving.” Karma picked up his bag from the hook on his desk, and made for the door. Impeding him, a hand knocked into his chest, and Karma followed the arm connected to it until he saw the owner’s face.

“… Please, Karma,” Maehara begged. “Please, if you leave now, I don’t know what I’ll do.” Karma shook his head bitterly.

quick sketch of Karma and Isogai