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anonymous asked:

Please do no worry this is far more then plenty, and I feel truly honored to have chance to play this game and you aren't slow with writing, rather fairly fast, and well I suppose games have to be tricky so I will stab in the dark and pick '▷ At the courtyard' purely out of personal preference, truly surprised though that no one took chance to go anon in place of me, how ever I would like to thank everyone for that, but mostly thank YOU Ira... this means so much to me,,,

No pls pls plssss I’m the one who’s actually very very veRY VERY happy to play this with you because your options always keep me on the edge. (i have to admit i’m always waiting to see what your options are! then i get to execute the plan eheh heh heh…)

And yes the people who actually enjoyed this stuff are also probably waiting to see what your options are too; we’ve got a very kind audience. ;D you make them happy as well since you’re still playing the game~ 

Hello, another anon (Anon A? Anon B? How should I identify you?)! 

:D I’m really glad you like cheesy Tokimeki Kuroko thing eeey~ Surprisingly your choice is the same as the Game Anon’s choice, so I don’t end up having to write more. ^^ Still, thanks for letting me know about your choice! It’s always nice to hear feedback like this <3

ok well without further ado, let’s go!

TOKIMEKI KUROKO ~3: a heartwarming lunch!~

EPISODE | O N E | T W O | T H R E E 

the episode titles are starting to sound like some light novel chapters…


NEXT: It is lunch time. You are not required in the library for today. Where do you want to have your lunch?

◻ In the class

At the courtyard

◻ At the rooftop

◻ In the cafeteria

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“Where are you going, Aomine-kun?”

Daiki had just laced up his basketball shoes when Tetsu emerged from the bedroom, bed head in its full glory. He had rolled to the right (Daiki’s spot was always to his right- he refused to sleep under the window for very ludicrous reasons involving superstitions about aliens, but Tetsu knew better than to question it) in search of comfort in the form of a large tanned back to cuddle. He awoke when his hands had found only slightly warm bed covers.

“Hey, Tetsu. Sorry for waking you, that idiot Kise called and wouldn’t stop whining about 1-on-1, so I was just about to head out. Go back to sleep, it’s still pretty early.” Slinging his bag over his shoulder, Daiki leans down and kisses the shorter boy on the head, smoothing back some of the unruly locks. “Be back later.”

Slender fingers clung onto his shirt, not letting him go.

“What’s wrong, Tet-” Daiki stopped. Was- was Tetsu…pouting?

“…I thought we were going to spend time together, because your parents went on vacation. But instead you’re going to be with Kise-kun. It is a little maddening.” Tetsu mumbles, a red tinge creeping its way onto his cheeks. Daiki stared, mouth slightly agape. 

“Sorry, Tetsu. You were still sleeping, I was planning on getting back before you were even awake.” Daiki explains sheepishly. He hadn’t thought that Tetsu would have minded- he had always been nonchalant about most things.

“I have a limited amount of time like this with Aomine-kun.” Tetsu says softly, thumbing the material of Daiki’s shirt. He leans forward and buries his face into the crook of Daiki’s neck.

“It’s precious.” He whispers. “Are you going to spend that playing 1-on-1? With Kise-kun?”

Daiki smirks, one hand already flipping his phone open and hastily typing out a quick text to Kise. 

“Well then, Tetsu, what do you suppose we do instead?" 

”…Ahomine.“

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(06:12) Aominecchi
Nvm abt 1on1, found better thing to do

(06:12) Me
EHHH? But Aominecchi! I’ve already left!
(06:13) Me
Aominecchi! Are you there!
(06:14) Me
Aomineccchiiiii! I want 1-on-1! ( ;´Д`)
(06:14) Me
AOMINECCHIIIII~~~!!

Blooms

For Akaki Day 1: “Shut up, Kise.” 

Pairing: Akashi/Kise

A/N: Flower Shop AU

The bells on the front door nearly rip off at 11:04 on a calm Friday morning during which he was still reorganizing the store from Valentines Day even though it had been two weeks ago. He had sent Chihiro home exactly twenty minutes ago when he realized nothing more would come from this day besides two or three bouquets sold. Also his presence was only likable when the other was distracted with a light novel, but unfortunately he had recently finished a series and thus was quite chatty about the inadequacies of the plot (to which Seijuro responded simply with light novels weren’t known for their plot and angered Chihiro even more).

Without Chihiro here, he is probably better equipped to deal with the 189 cm mess that walks, or rather charges through his door. 

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