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ShukaBlog 2017.05.03: Yeah! It’s May!!

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Before I knew it, it became May, huh.
And it’s Golden Week!!

I had work.

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oik-awas  asked:

Thank you for the follow back! Do you mind doing a scenario on how the GOM + Takao + Kiyoshi + Imayoshi falling for a girl who is the lead singer in a alternative rock band and they see them perform for them for the first time? I'm sorry if this doesn't really make sense and you don't have to answer it if you want to. I love your blog btw.

 You’re very welcome~^^ I hope this is okay~ : D I’m glad you like my blog, thank you so much for your support~ :3

Akashi: In all his years of being raised in absolute excellency, Akashi had never stepped foot in a bar. That was, of course, until he had fallen for you. The red-head was willing to go out of his comfort zone and watch you perform, even if it meant being surrounded by drunk men dancing like buffoons. 

That didn’t phase Akashi at all, mainly due to the fact that he was able to watch you sing. Though he had been acquired to a more classical genre of music, the emperor was strongly intrigued by your take on alternative rock, so therefore made it his duty to attend all of your performances just for the sake of watching you and listening to your beautiful voice.

Though he wouldn’t admit it, Akashi Seijuurou was hooked.

Kuroko: Tetsuya watched with wide eyes as you arrived onto the stage with your band and began to perform one of your newest songs, a large blush plastered across his features. 

Despite feeling out of place in a bar full of adults who were chugging beer whilst he was sipping a poorly-made vanilla milkshake, Kuroko was already a fan of your band. The male did not want to make it too obvious that he was watching; after all, you didn’t actually know that Tetsuya had come to watch you perform. 

“___-kun is amazing.” He thought to himself with a nod, taking a sip of the milkshake. “I think I’ve fallen for her even more.”

Kise: Whilst you were performing with your band, you were surprised to see a familiar flash of blonde at the front of the audience. It was none other than a friend of yours: Kise Ryouta. The blonde was jumping up and down excitedly among the rest of the audience, who were head-banging to the music in a cool fashion. You tried not to laugh at the fact that Kise looked like a five year-old at a birthday party and carried on with the song.

“____-icchi! You go ____-icchi!” Ryouta cheered, receiving a few odd looks from the audience. “I love you!”

Did Kise just confess to you?

Murasakibara: Sticking out like a poor thumb, Atsushi didn’t even attempt to hide when he came to watch you perform for the first time. It wasn’t hard to spot the purple giant standing in the middle of a crowd of much shorter people who were all cheering and dancing, whilst Murasakibara just stood there with a lazy expression. It wasn’t that the male wasn’t having a good time, he was just daydreaming about you again.

Although he didn’t really like the loud setting, Murasakibara certainly liked you. Due to these two factors, the giant didn’t think twice about walking onto the stage and carrying you off mid-way through the main chorus of the song, leaving the audience and the rest of the band confused whether this was part of the performance, or if the lead singer had just been kidnapped by an overgrown child.

Midorima: Making sure that you couldn’t see him, Midorima adjusted his sunglasses, staring into his drink as he sat at the bar, listening to you and your band perform. If someone were to notice him, that would be the end to your relationship. Relationship being, of course, that you were only dating in Midorima’s point of view. You didn’t even know that the male liked you.

“Hey, Shin-chan, is that you?”

A chill went down Midorima’s spine as he heard the voice of Satan, choking on his water in the process.
“T-Taka-
“Hey, I didn’t know that you liked ____-chan’s band!” The hawk grinned, making his way over to his friend. To make the situation ten times more awkward, the rest of Midorima’s teammates had also come to watch you perform.

“Hey, ___-chan!” Takao called to you, “Shin-chan came to watch you sing, isn’t that great?”

Midorima was 99% sure that he was about to die.

Aomine: The tanned male watched with a smirk, leaning against the bar as you performed. Daiki wanted you to notice that he was watching you, he wanted you to realize his intentions. 

He had never seen you perform before, and the male could admit that you were an amazing singer. He was never really interested in music, but Aomine really did get a kick out of hearing your voice. Whether that was just because he was head over heels in love with you didn’t matter. 

Throughout all of your songs you were staring at Aomine, wondering why he was there in the first place. Believing that you were doing this purposely, the male felt pretty special. 

“Heh. That’s my girlfriend.” Daiki stated to some guy sitting next to him, smirking widely.
“…Uh, that’s not true.”
“….Shut up.”

Takao: The hawk grinned among his friends, watching you perform. Takao had never seen you sing on stage, and he truly was in awe. He was a big fan of singing himself and really did appreciate good rock music, especially sung by beautiful girls such as yourself. You were friends with Takao, however didn’t know that the male had a huge crush on you.

The Shuutoku regulars laughed as Takao mimed along to your singing, obviously forgetting where he was and not realizing what he was doing. It was only a matter of moments until the hawk would confess to you after all this time.

Kiyoshi: Teppei grinned optimistically, waving to you from the audience as you sang with your band. He was a sucker for girls who could sing, and had actually been in love with you for a few months now. In fact, the iron heart wished he had come to see you perform sooner. 

Though you had performed many times, you truly felt special under the gaze of Teppei. The way he’d stare at you with his goofy smile and deep blush made you want to perform for him all night long. You could even say that you were developing a little crush on the male.

Imayoshi: Your heart skipped a beat when you noticed Imayoshi watching you with a wide, almost sinister smirk. You were one of the few people who believed that he was truly a nice guy, whilst many others were convinced that the male was a serial killer. 

In truth, Imayoshi really was a nice. Sure, he looked a bit like a villain and many people found his accent creepy, but he treated people well. Well, most people. People like you, for example. 

Imayoshi found you truly fascinating and took great pleasure in watching you sing. You could almost call it an addiction, because from that point on, he made sure to attend every single one of your performances, even after the two of you were officially dating.

littlemisslala95  asked:

Yay!!! Can I request Izuki, Moriyama, Kasamatsu, Imayoshi, and Takao, where a cute girl approaches them during or after practice but they think they're there for everyone (or someone) but not them? I think these boys need some more love. :3

Of course! I am pretty sure that I understand what you mean, but if I missed the point completely, I apologize!

Izuki: The punmaster himself was unprepared when the many shocked, “Who is she?!” and “It’s a girl!” Sounded through the gym. Basketball practice had just ended and he wrapped a towel around the back of his neck when he saw one of the cutest girls in school approaching him. 
No, it couldn’t be him, she wouldn’t be! It’s probably for Kagami; yeah, he’s tall and girls like him. So why is she getting closer..?!
“Izuki!” You beam, stopping right before the eagle-eyed boy. Now there was no denying it; he was stuck and punless, and had no idea how to react. “I um… well, it’s Valentine’s Day, and I wanted to give you this.” 
Hastily, you shove a box of chocolates at the boy, who took them with surprise. On the box, a note read: I want you to bee mine with a picture of a bee that you had drawn (Regardless of artistic ability)

Now blushing just as much as the shocked boy before you, you quickly waved your hand, “S-see you tomorrow!” And with that, you were running out of the gym, leaving Izuki with his speechless teammates.
“Well… I guess you could say I’m a real… keeper,” he says ,holding up the picture of the bee. “Get it? Keeper, like bee keeper-”
“Shut it!”

Moriyama: “Oh, if only a beautiful maiden would approach me the way they approach Kise. I would finally be able to share my-… what?”
Moriyama noticed that everyone, instead of looking at him, was looking behind him. Turning around, he spotted not only a girl, but a cute girl. 
Oh, but you must be here for Kise; all the girls are, after all. 
Letting out a sigh, he spoke, “Why, this beautiful girl got my hopes up and cru-”
“Moriyama-san,” you spoke up, and the boy blinked his eyes a couple of times in confusion before turning his head down to find you smiling up at him. “I wasn’t able to catch you after class, but… You left this,” you hand him a sheet of his homework paper, but what was clearly on top of it was a sticky note with your number on it.
Poor Moriyama, usually so smooth and verbose, was at a loss for words. “Call me sometime,” you make a phone gesture beside your ear, give him a wink that sent his heart soaring to the heavens, and then made your way out of the gym.
“My… my angel… she has come to me.”

Kasamatsu: “Q-quiet..! Get back to practice,” Kasamatsu says after the encounter between Moriyama and the girl in his class. Even Moriyama is getting a girlfriend now? What did that say about Kasamatsu?
It was going to be damn near impossible for him to even go on a date if he can’t learn to speak properly to a female. 
Five minutes back into practice, there was once again the sound of the metal door opening. “Ah, who is it now?” Kasamatsu groans, turning his head only to find you walking in. 
Oh great! Was this going to be another visit for Kise or Moriyama?! Just the sight of you is making Kasamatsu’s heart race, and if that wasn’t enough, you were getting closer and closer and-
“Kasamatsu-san?”
“Gghh..!” He makes a choked noise, face red as his fingers clenched into fists unknowingly. You’re actually talking to him?! He has to keep his composure! But it was so hard every time he looked into your eyes!
You only giggle at his lack of response, “Well, I know that I’m interrupting practice, so please forgive me! But I just have to ask you now..!”
He gulped as he remained stiff as a board, waiting for you to finish.
You as well were blushing, but fortunately better with words than the black haired male. “Please.. be m-my partner for the festival this weekend!”
The festival… as in the one where winning partners are said to always become couples and have successful relationships. That festival. 
He fainted on the spot, but with the help of his teammates, he was actually able to say yes when he came to.

Imayoshi: The black haired captain frowned and covered his ears when Wakamatsu yet again yelled something in his ear, “Quiet down..”
It was a common occurrence, so Imayoshi was used to it. 
“No, listen! Look,” Wakamatsu turns Imayoshi to see you in all your attractive glory entering the gym. You were looking around for something, or someone.
“Oh,” Imayoshi puts his hands onto his hips, pleased with your presence and showing that with a smile on his lips. “What could she be here for?”
When your eyes found their target, the captain himself, a smile lit up your face. Finally, it was Imayoshi who showed surprise. 
“Imayoshi!” You jog over to him, and since you had waited until practice was over, you didn’t have to worry about interrupting anything. “I forgot to tell you during class!”
“Tell me what?” He asks, eyebrows furrowing as a curious expression came over his features.
“If I’m free Friday night! The answer is yes, here’s my number,” you say, handing him a paper with all the digits written across. 
He was shocked, but accepted it nonetheless, “I didn’t-”
“I know, but I know you were wondering. Pick me up at 6?” With that, you waved and left the gym, successfully being able to call yourself the first person to ever make Imayoshi Shouichi flustered.

Takao: “Shin-chan! Look, it’s that cute girl in my math class,” Takao whispers to the green haired first year, who responds with a bashfully by telling him to shut up.
Though, Takao had no idea why you would be here, of all places. “I wonder why she’s here. Probably for me,” he says, resting his elbow onto his friend’s shoulder - though his words were not to be taken seriously. You were probably just friends with someone on the team or forgot something in the gym from earlier or… wait, maybe you are actually here for him. That’s what he figured when you stopped right before him, at least.
“Takao-san,” you greet with a cheerful smile.
“Oh,” he was surprised, but then smiled just as cheerfully, “____-chan! What brings you here?”
His question made you visibly slightly more nervous, “Well I’m… actually here for you!”Seeing his surprised expression, you continued before he could question anything. “I just… well I saw you drop this earlier but I couldn’t catch up to you to give it back.”
You take a pen out of your bag, and though it was only a pen, this was also an excuse to see Takao with reason. 
Somehow, Takao seemed disappointed, but when he reached out to take the pen with a ‘thank you’, his fingers brushed yours. 
Quickly, both of you pulled your hands away, faces suddenly feeling very hot. “S-so.. see you in class tomorrow!” You laugh shyly, and with a wave, you scurried out of the gym. 
The usually talkative Takao was left speechless, watch you leave with admiration. “Wow… Shin-chan, did you see that? She really likes me!”

anonymous asked:

If it hasn't been requested yet how would the GOM + Kagami + Himuro react to finding out their S/O was part of a female version of the GOM, like just girls that are insanely good at basketball. Especially if they didn't even know their girls knew how to play basketball, they thought they were really supportive, and they find out in a surprising way. Like the S/Os get challenged to a game, or they stand up for someone and get in a street ball game, or something.

Heh, enjoy this dear. BTW, I feel like I am not really good at portraying Himuro’s character and it’s killing me. T_T

Generation of Miracles

You were supposed to meet Akashi at 1 in the afternoon but you had reached at 1230. Grimacing, you tried to think of a way to while away the time when a loud shout caught your attention.

“Let go of my ball!”

You turned to see a young kid jumping for a basketball which an older teen was holding out of his reach. You furrowed your brows, walking over to them.

“Excuse me, what is happening here?” You enquired.

They turned to you in surprise and the older teen sneered.

“It’s none of your business.”

“He stole my ball!” The kid complained, a furious look on his face.

Plucking the ball right out of the teen’s hands, you frowned.

“Hey, stop interfering, you bitch!” he spat.

“I will give a new basketball to you if you can beat me in basketball then. The first one to five wins,” you stated.

The teen immediately agreed, looking down on you for being a woman in the first place. Your challenge had caught the other streetballers’ attention and they crowded over. One agreed to tip the ball for both of you. You stood on your spot, relaxed and calm and the older teen crouched into a position while smirking. The moment the ball was launched into the air, he jumped up and caught it. Just as he tried to dribble away, you stole the ball and dribbled it to the basket. Without pausing in your movements, you shot the ball cleanly into the basket.

“I don’t really think that it is that important to be the first one to get the ball,” you smiled as he started with the ball.

When he tried to dribble past you again, you stole the ball in a smooth gesture and shot it from where you were standing. As time went past, you trashed the teen utterly. He was left cursing and swearing at you.

“Don’t bully others when you don’t have the skill,” you rolled your eyes before returning the basketball to the young kid.

A smattering of applause soon reached your ears and you turned to see Akashi clapping while walking towards you. A blush colored your face when you realized that he must have watched your match.

“You didn’t tell me that you were that good at basketball,” he whispered into your ear as he wrapped you into a hug.

-

Riko was sitting next to you while chatting when you noticed a ball flying towards the both of you. Without even thinking about it, your hands shot out to catch the ball.

“I am sorry!” you heard Kuroko apologize as he came closer.

“Wow that was ignite pass kai! How did you catch it, (f/n)?” Kagami exclaimed.

You returned Kuroko the ball as you shrugged, not wanting to explain that you knew how to play basketball well.

“Hey! Throw a ball in! I want to see your skill!” Hyuuga chipped in.

You initially refused, not wanting to show off but Kuroko just smiled and insistently passed you the ball.

“Go on, just try,” he smiled.

“Okay then,” you took over the ball and stood up.

Taking in a deep breath, you dribbled it quickly over to the nearest court and jumped, dunking the ball smoothly. When you swung down from the basket, everyone was gaping at your performance.

“You… you know how to dunk?” Kagami stated.

“It’s not that hard,” you replied, showing the movement of pushing a ball into a basket.

“I didn’t know you were so good at basketball,” Kuroko suddenly said from behind you as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“That’s because I am not,” you blushed, shy from all the attention.

“You are,” he assured, giving you a gentle smile.

-

“Hey, (f/n)-chan, I haven’t seen you play basketball before,” Takao commented.

You looked over to him, shaking your head while laughing.

“I am not really good at it.”

“Come on, just give it a try,” he urged.

Midorima, who was beside you, was preparing to stand up with a basketball in his hands but he stopped and passed it to you.

“Yes, I would like to see your talent in basketball nanodayo.”

You sighed and took the basketball over then stood up slowly.

“Okay, just once yeah?”

They nodded eagerly.

You positioned your hands and shot the ball without even moving from your place. Just as the ball swished into the basket one full court away, everyone’s attention was turned onto you.

“What?” Takao spluttered.

Midorima was blinking at you in surprise as his head turned from the basket back to you.

“I learnt that skill from watching Shin-chan,” you grinned.

His mouth dropped open at your comment before it curled up into a slight smile.

“You… you are not bad nanodayo.”

-

“You are Aomine Daiki right? Of course I can’t defeat you,” the streetballer scoffed.

Aomine had been playing while you were watching his match when the particular streetballer crashed into the game and stole the ball away.

“Then, give me back the fucking ball,” Aomine scowled.

“Why not I play with you then? First to five wins,” you piped up, unable to take it any longer.

All of them looked over to you, their face a mask of shock.

“You?” The guy laughed.

“Yes, me,” you smiled.

“Okay, you are on. If you lose, then… you can come home with me,” he leered, looking up and down at your body.

“Fuck if I let that happen,” Aomine snarled, moving to protect you from the guy’s eyes.

“Okay,” you agreed, a smirk gracing your lips.

“What?” Aomine exclaimed, turning to you.

“I won’t lose,” you wrinkled your nose at him.

After much persuasion, he finally agreed. The guy agreed to let you start off first due to the fact that you are a girl. Whatever, the earlier you will get this over with.

“Start!” Aomine shouted.

The moment he did, you dribbled the ball unnaturally fast over to the basket and shot it in. When you turned around, everyone was staring at you with their mouths open.

“1-0,” you said calmly before taking your place defending the guy.

Within 10 minutes, you had the guy on his knees while cradling his head, wondering what went wrong. You easily scored all 5 points and had even threw the ball with one hand by back facing the basket in the last shot.

“You can have your ball! You guys are freaks man!” the guy hollered before running off.

“Wow, baby, I didn’t know you were so good at basketball,” Aomine commented, walking over to wrap one hand around your waist.

He tucked your fringe behind your ear before pressing a kiss to your lips.

-

“(F/n)-cchi, let’s play!” a ball was thrown in your direction and you caught it instinctively.

You looked over to see the cheeky face of Kise smiling at you.

“I am sure I would lose,” you commented dryly.

“No, you won’t!” he protested while continuously whining for you to play with him.

“Fine, fine, just this once,” you went along with him, standing up.

You haven’t really told him about your basketball skills so this might be a good chance to show him. He wanted to let you get the ball first but you insisted on a tip off. This resulted in him getting the ball. Never one to miss the chance to show off, he did an alleyoop with himself, slamming the ball against the board before dunking it in. He was grinning brightly when he defended you, sure that you will not be able to break his defense. You laughed softly before easily dribbling past him and in a teeny (okay, a lot) show of smugness, you copied his exact movement in doing an alleyoop and dunking the ball. When you finally swung down from the basket, everyone was gasping at what you have done.

“You didn’t tell me you were so good at basketball, (f/n)-cchi!” Kise complained.

“You never asked,” you stuck your tongue out, laughing.

-

“It’s time for practice,” you chirped.

Murasakibara was chewing on his chip slowly, a stubborn look on his face.

“Ne, I am lazy today,” he commented, shoving his hand into the chip bag again.

“Why not we play a basketball game and if I get a ball in, you will practice well today,” you offered.

“That sounds like a lot of work,” he replied, looking up at you.

“Come on, it’s just me,” you taunted.

He pouted a little before nodding, dusting off his pants as he stood in front of the basket. You dribbled the ball over, slightly annoyed that he was taking this so lightly. Rolling your eyes, you charged forward and slammed the ball in past his large hands.

“Okay, you shall practice well today then,” you declared as you looked up at you.

His face was so confused you began laughing loudly.

“Nngh, you are a good player, (f/n)-chin.”

-

Others

“Are you looking down on girls playing basketball?” you asked, arms akimbo.

“No, I am not!” Kagami protested, a flush on his face.

You narrowed your eyes at him as you picked up a basketball from the floor.

“Let’s play then. If I get a ball past you, take back your words,” you issued the challenge.

Never one to back down, Kagami stood up and nodded quickly. Both of you took your places and he insisted on you starting the ball first.

“Don’t regret it,” you sang before you moved insanely fast past him and throwing the ball in from the 3 point line.

He did not even have time to react as he turned around, agape at your skills.

“So, what do you say now?” you smugly asked.

“Uh…Girls are good at basketball,” he grudgingly said lowly.

“Huh? I can’t hear you,” you cupped a hand to your ear.

“Girls are good at basketball!” he exclaimed.

You laughed before bounding over to him and placing a kiss on his reddening cheeks.

-

You thought you were alone in the gym when you idly picked up a basketball and shot it into the hoop. You had placed the basket under the hoop and as you walked around the gym, you picked up stray basketballs to shoot into the hoop so that it will swish neatly into the basket. Everyone had gone to bath and you were the only one who was cleaning up for now.

Before you knew it, the whole gym was free of balls and just as you were moving towards the basket, a loud series of claps caught your attention. The whole basketball team was standing at the door, eyes wide open as they stared at you. You flushed at their gazes, managing a shy smile. Himuro walked towards you slowly, a wide grin on his face.

“I didn’t know you were so good at basketball,” he commented gently.

“I… I am not,” you stammered.

“Yes, you are,” he rebuked before gently tucking your hair behind your ear and kissing you on the lips.