• Kuroko: *phone starts ringing*
  • Aomine, looking to see who's calling: Lmao, you still call your dad “daddy”?
  • Kuroko, answering the phone and making direct eye contact with Aomine: Hello Akashi-kun.
  • Aomine: *chokes on drink*
  • Kuroko: When I die have Akashi-kun and the rest of the Generation of Miracles lower my coffin into the ground.
  • Kuroko: So they can all let me down one more time.

Happy (very late) White Day, my Kuroko @chocoletoart !!

aah, I’m really sorry that I’m really late due to my condition but hey, I hope you like it as much as I love your gift!💖


Hyper Projection Engeki Haikyuu - Winners and Losers

Kenko: Oikawa-kun, nice serve!!!
Kuroko: But, do your best, you guys in black!!
Kenko: Both of you, do your best!!

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  • Kuroko: Daddy, can you pass me the salt?
  • Akashi: *reaches for the salt*
  • Aomine, at the same time: *reaches for the salt*
  • Kagami, at the same time: *reaches for the salt*
  • Kise: And so it begins.
  • Midorima: I’m surprised no one threw me across the table this time.

anonymous asked:

can you write an akakuro drabble with a possesive Akashi and /extremely/ dense Kuroko?

title: blind observation
summary: akashi just couldn’t understand how kuroko’s the most observant boy when it came to others but himself.
pairing: possessive!akashi x dense!kuroko
rating: t
note: this is an au that takes place at a university the characters all attend. hope this suits your tastes because i had fun writing this oneshot. it also gave me a break from my current wip. (can this be considered a crack fic? i tried to go for the more comedic… route… you know, to practice. because i’m absolute crap at comedic writing BAHHA) click read more for the rest!
warning: first, bad (?) decent (?) attempt at comedy lmao
links: ffn, ao3, wattpad

“The president of Kurokocchi’s fanclub is thinking about confessing his feelings this evening.”

The model’s just plain-spoken with bright eyes trailing behind Kuroko, who’s darting from bookshelf to bookshelf—how he does it, Akashi has no idea, with the dispersed crowd of male and female stalkers all around the library grounds noting his every movement, it’s amazing; hearing Kise confirm the rumor eating at his brain since forever, Akashi can only clear his throat, running his tongue over dry lips.

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