ooc kuroko

anonymous asked:

Hiii there! I wanted to request an Aomine scenario!(I saw the little post about not having knb requests and here i am~) i love this dude srsly. Can it be something fluff like you confessing to him and he's kind flustered(? Thanks and i love your blog

AN: My first Aomine scenario ask and look at how pure it is I live for this!!!!!!!!!!! I don’t think he’s the type to get flustered easily, so I did my very best. Sorry it’s so short!!!!!

If someone asked you what kind of relationship you had with Aomine, you weren’t sure what your answer would be. You were in the same grade, that’s for sure, anyone could have guessed that. But to say something like “we hang out on the roof together” wouldn’t be the most conventional answer, and you didn’t really want to explain it every time someone asked.

“We’re friends” wouldn’t be the right answer, either. You barely knew anything about each other, let alone said more than two sentences at a time. You didn’t want to bother him during his mid-day naps and you didn’t want to be bothered, either.

You two met each other on that very roof one day, but it was your first time there. You discovered it when you took the wrong staircase up trying to find the bathroom and somehow ended up on the roof. The view was a sight to see so you didn’t mind and you stayed to admire it for a bit.

After losing track of time for an hour, you heard the door swing open behind you. You stood up quickly, panicking and trying to think of an excuse in case it was a teacher that had caught you; but you came face to face with a tall, dark student who looked just as confused as you.

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It was their anniversary and they had the same idea

Akashi ended up doing it, as expected

Kiyoshi is having a hard time and so Hyuuga is angry

Kagami saved the day

Extra: Kagami’s advice

Kagami knows how it’s done


He’s angry, but he still loves them

Happy Akafuri day, guys ~

Akashi Seijuro X Reader


  Your hands trail lightly over the gossamer cloth that shines in the light. The silky dress slips between your fingers; so light, so delicate. Small, crystal beads litter the surface like granules of sugar. Intricate white lace spreads over the surface as captivating as a butterfly and as fine as a spider’s web. The embroidery snakes down the skirt to pool on the floor in a thin, floral based design as a veil of the same making sits on the small shelf suspended over the dress.

  Seeing such a magnificent piece of clothing creates clashing feelings of wanting and wavering. On one hand, your selfish side wants to wear the dress, and feel what it’s like to adorn such a work of art. On the other, you feel as if even touching it now is marring the surely long hours dedicated to sewing just a few inches of this treasure.

  Well, it’s okay to be a little selfish every once in a while.


  Being the two year girlfriend of Akashi Seijuro, it isn’t unusual for you to spend the night at his home after staying so late to just hang out. However, you usually reside in a separate guest bedroom at his father’s request. (Akashi has snuck into the room on some occasions, but that’s a secret.)

  Night had fallen not long ago, and you were expecting to travel the same path to your room until you were notified that it, along with some other various rooms, is being remodeled. Thus, a maid of the residence led you towards a completely unknown bedroom to yourself.

  ”Your clothing has been transferred to the closet, and you’ll find your bathroom supplies within the conjoining restroom.“ She had said. You thanked her as dismissal, and she soon abandoned the closed door to dabble in her nightly chores.

  Barely even a minute after the heavy door fell shut, you were heading towards the closet to collect your pajamas. A nice, warm bath occupied your mind, and so you were especially hasty to find the wear. Once the closet was bathed in the dim glow of your bedroom light, you caught sight of an imposter.

  At the farthest side of the closet, separated from your own clothing by a wide gap, was a hanger. It’s occupant was covered away from your sight by a white, zip-up bag of leather. Naturally, your curiosity grew to an astounding height, and you quickly pulled the zipper down; watching the shield fall to the ground to reveal the mystery inside.

  And that brings us to now.

  Carefully pulling the dress off of the hanger, you walk it over to the bed and gently lay it down on the mattress with its back facing up. Laced buttons run the length of the torso, and you undo each one delicately as if they would snap off if you tugged too hard. When the dress is ready to be worn, you discard of your own clothing.

  Goosebumps appear over your bare arms and legs, and it makes your skin hyper-aware of the soft garments gliding over them. With the dress hanging from your shoulders, you tiptoe to a full body mirror in the corner and use it to aid you in re-buttoning the back. When the last button slides home, you face forwards with breath held; as if mentally preparing yourself. You then turn around and stare at your reflection.

  Of course, the fit doesn’t perfectly match your bodice. The chest is slightly bigger, and the waist is a little snug. The skirt seems to be too close to the floor. And yet, it still seems to look amazing despite needing adjustments.

  You’re not sure how long you had been staring at yourself, but it must have been a while when a knock came to your door.

  ”_____, are you in the tub?“ Your dear boyfriend’s voice mumbles past the wood.

  ”No.” You respond, and you watch the entrance open through the mirror until Akashi steps inside. His gaze falls over you immediately, and it’s as if he’s frozen. Shuffling uncomfortably, you face the surprised teen.

  ”I…probably shouldn’t have worn this. It was in the closet, and it looked so gorgeous, I just had to try it on.“ You sheepishly admit.

  ”…it is a gorgeous creation, isn’t it?“ Akashi mumbles to himself as his heterochromatic stare skims over the dress.

  ”If it’s not too much of a hassle, uh, where did this come from?” You inquire. Akashi’s eyes meet your own (E/C) ones, and he blinks.

  ”It was my mother’s.“

  Your mouth seems to lose all of its moisture, and you let out a surprised cough before frantically speaking.

  ”I’m so sorry, Seijuro! I knew I shouldn’t have put it on-oh gosh, just leave for a second so I can take it off-”

  You stop when you notice that he isn’t even listening anymore. Instead, Akashi wanders over to the closet and gingerly lifts the veil off of its shelf.

  ”A wedding dress,“ Akashi mutters as he stands in front of you, “is not complete-”

  He raises the headdress and places it upon your head; partially blocking your vision with the cloth.

  ”-without the veil.“

  For a moment, there is silence. Then, the shuffling of movement is heard as you attempt to drape the veil over your head; giving you a clear view of Akashi. Your hands are stopped, though, by a pair of larger, familiar ones.

  ”No,” Akashi declares, “don’t move it.”

  His tone of voice, as strong as usual, seems to crack at the end. Your eyebrows knit together, and a defiant question is voiced.


  The word drifts through the air; twisting and turning in a rhythmless dance before alighting on Akashi’s ears. The lace might have been playing tricks on your eyes, but you swear you saw his lips twitch upwards to a degree.

  ”Because, _____,” he responds, “my orders are absolute. I am absolute. And to see an absolute man weep would be unacceptable. So as long as you don’t see it -as long as no one sees it- it is as if it never happened. I would normally have a better grasp on my emotions, and yet; seeing you, someone whom I love with all of my heart, adorning the same clothing that my beloved mother wore so long ago, I am not entirely sure how to react. It’s as if all of my control has disappeared.”

  Hearing those words from Akashi makes your own eyes glossy, and you instinctually wrap your arms around his shoulders; pulling him in for a long embrace as his chin rests by your ear. You ignore the feeling of tears hitting your shoulder and soaking the fabric.

  ”In a way, I suppose this is all well.“ He mumbles. “I’ve seen it. I’ve lived this experience. Now, I’ll be able to compose myself the next time.”

  ”Next time?“

  ”Of course. Now that I have witnessed the dress on you, I’d rather not see it gracing the body of anyone else.”


the story of the day Kuroko lost his innocence, they all tried to give him the talk to prepare him for high school, but only Aomine was brave enough to do it. by his own means and without actual words.

Akashi was the one who suffered the most, he was depressed for days

Title: The Mind Never Truly Forgets

Pairing: AkaKuro (written for AkaKuro week 2015!)

Summary: Kuroko looked at his work. Of course he, as he usually did in some way or another, had painted the mysterious red haired man that he often saw in his dreams. Just who was this man? Kuroko had no idea, but he needed to find out.

Wordcount: 8044 | AO3

Proof read by akariozora, thank you friend~


The morning breeze blew through the balcony curtains of the small apartment, sunlight streaming through the gap between them created by the cool air. The light highlighted the canvas which a busy artist was working on, yet again creating brush stroke after brush stroke of shades of red, yellow and pink that blended to show the facial features of a person, although not quite set in the places they should be.

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have this been done yet?

anonymous asked:

Ahh I am honestly in love w/ your blog :3 If it isn't too much, could you do a GOM + Kagami, Imayoshi and Himuro asking for a second chance with their ex/crush? Thank you so much you amazing person :)

THANKS LOVE. AHHHH. You are so amazing too!! <3 (BTW, I wrote that the s/o is an ex and not a crush >//<)

P.s. I feel like they are quite OOC and I apologise for that ): 

Generation of Miracles

You walked into the room warily. You had received an anonymous letter in your locker this afternoon and after much consideration, decided to turn up to see who sent it to you. Just as you entered, the room darkened. You yelped in surprise, wanting to bolt away but a familiar voice stopped you.


You turned around to see Akashi standing behind you with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. Your hands shot up to cover your mouth as the room began to fill with mini stars courtesy of the projector.

“Sei-chan,” you breathed.

He walked up to you and gave you the bouquet. Holding your free hand in both of his, he looked into your eyes intensely.

“I am sorry for what I have done before. Please give me a second chance, love.”


The moment you arrived in school, Kise appeared in front of you with a huge box of chocolates and a teddy bear. You frowned at him, feeling your heart pang at the mere sight of him.

“(f/n)-cchi, please forgive me,” he whined but you turned around and walked away, still pretty much upset.

He immediately chased after you, abandoning the chocolates and teddy bear onto the ground. You were pulled to a stop when his hand grabbed yours tightly.

“Please give me a second chance. I still love you.”


Kuroko would pop out of nowhere after school and cause you and your friends to shriek. After which, he would give you a letter and a milkshake.

“I am sorry for what I have done before. Can you give me a second chance?”

His soft words coupled with his baby blues make it hard to resist. DAMN IT TESUYA.


Aomine would not know what to do, instead whining to his teammates and Momoi all day long. They finally got tired of him and invited you to the basketball court. When you finally arrived, they locked you inside the locker room with Aomine and demanded that you talk your problems out before they would even let the both of you leave.

When you caught sight of him, you turned away and sat down at the furthest corner but he came near you with a sigh.

“O…Oi, please give me a second chance?”


Midorima would be troubled over the whole thing for an entire month. He would find a date when both of your signs were compatible and finally take the initiative to approach you with your lucky item for the day. However, when he got close to you, he would blush like a tomato and consider giving up approaching you until Takao appeared.

“(F/N)-chan! Shin-chan here wants to talk to you!” he yelled.

You turned around to face Midorima promising extreme violence to Takao before he turned to you, a blushing mess.

“Shin… Midorima-kun?” you asked gently, deciding that it is not appropriate to call him so affectionately when both of you have already broken up.

“I… Uh… Here is your lucky item for the day! Uh… Can you please give me a second chance?” (He nearly expired on the spot when he said that and bolted right after. He only came to find you after school to get your answer when Takao dragged him over.)


Murasakibara was never one to beat about the bush. He gathered all his favorite sweets and snacks and placed them into a beautiful bouquet. (Apparently in his world, whatever he likes equals to whatever you like.) Without shame, he approached you during class when you were surrounded by your friends and gave it to you. Your friends immediately began ribbing and teasing you. When you accepted the bouquet, he took it as you giving him a second chance so when you tried to go home with another friend after school, he did not know what went wrong.

“Ne, (f/n)-chin, why are you not going home with me?”

“You are not my boyfriend so why should I?” you frowned, looking up into his eyes.

He gave a confused tilt of the head.

“I thought you are my girlfriend already since you accepted that bouquet?”


“Let’s go, (f/n)-chin,” he said before dragging you away from your friend.


Kagami hesitated a lot before even daring to approach you in school. He had lost all his spirit during basketball and Riko demanded that he patch up with you before even taking one step back into the gym. After stalking you and following you for his whole lunch break, he decided to head back to his own classroom.

“Bakagami,” he heard someone sigh before a gentle push towards his hip made him lose his balance and scramble out into the public.

You blinked at his sudden appearance as he righted himself and blushed bright red.

“Kagami-kun?” you probed.

“I…” he stammered, scratching his head with an irritated sigh.

You took that as your cue to leave when he did not explain any further.

“ILOVEYOU,CANYOUPLEASECOMEBACKTOME?” He shouted at your back just as you walked away.

You froze in your steps as every single head in the vicinity turned to the both of you. You turned back to see him almost banging his head against the wall in shame. A smile touched your lips as you walked right back up to him.

“I did not really catch that. Can you repeat that again?”


You were walking along the corridor with your friends when Imayoshi suddenly stepped out into your paths.

“I am sorry but I will like to borrow (f/n)-chan for a moment,” he smiled.

Your friends practically pushed you to him, leaving after giving you suggestive looks to inform them of what happened. Imayoshi brought you to a less crowded room and you sat down in a chair, feeling awkward to be in the same room as him. On one hand, you had missed him terribly but on another hand, he was the one who broke up with you.

All of a sudden, he sank down to his knees in front of you so that he can be at your eye level.

“(F/N)-chan, I am sorry for breaking up with you. Will you give me a second chance?”


Himuro was definitely not shy at all when he stepped out in front of you just as you were leaving school. Everyone turned to gawk at you as he stepped forward and held your hands.

“T…Tatsuya?” you were taken aback at his sudden appearance.

“I am sorry for breaking up with you and leaving things like that but will you please give me a second chance?”


Takao doesn’t know he’s jealous and even if he did know, he’d never admit it, at least not out loud.

Shin-chan gets to troll a bit for a change. 

Dorks being dorks, basically

Idiots, a movie, no nachos and an unexpected gentleman

Title: Idiots, a movie, no nachos and an unexpected gentleman

Genre: humor/fluff/friendship/shounen ai

Pairing: Aokaga (Aomine/Kagami)

Rated: General (It has nothing to it really, it’s just disgustingly fluffy and stupid)

Words: 3.291

Warning: Not beta’d

Note: It was supposed to be a fuckin’ drabble

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anonymous asked:

Gom getting down and dirty with their partners when suddenly their parents or siblings burst into the room

oh my the miracles getting down and dirty ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 

Akashi: As he sees his partner’s parent’s walk through the door, his once lustful expression reverts to his usual calm, expressionless look with the slight smile. “I’m sorry, but I’m a little busy here,” he says casually, pulling a blanket to cover them. “It would be great if you left sometime. Now is a good time as well.” As soon as the door is closed, he stares at his partner, whose face is in shock and fear. “They shouldn’t be interrupting.” He begins kissing them all over. 

Aomine: He smirks as he sees his partner’s young sibling waddle through the door. “Hey, you should get out,” he says, as the child blinks innocently. “We’re doing adult stuff, kids like you should go away.” He leans towards his partner, giving a teasing smile. “Did you want them to watch us?” 

Kise: Luckily, they were doing the do under the sheets. As the little toddler burst through the door, Kise was so shocked, he stopped and fell to his partner’s side from surprise. “Come to the toilet with me!” the toddler cries, pulling Kise’s partner’s arm. Kise, annoyed, and also wary of the fact his partner had no clothes on, pulled back. “No, they are mine for today,” he says. “Can you be a brave little boy and go by yourself?” 

Kuroko: Whenhis partner’s mother burst through the door, yelling at them for not doing the dishes, he simply flinches in shock. “And what are you doing with no clothes on,” she scolds. “It’s winter, has the weather gotten to you?” Kuroko is a little hurt that he wasn’t noticed, but at the same time, he was mighty glad. 

Midorima: Some how he had thought that this would happen, and he was teasing his partner while fully clothed. When their parents had walked in he simply adjusted his glasses, stating very factually: “They were feeling quite feverish. I simply wanted them to cool down before getting them a glass of water.” His partner’s parents looked down at them, saw their flushed face, and left the room to make some rice porridge. As his partner made him a face, he replied with: “Cancers should be careful today, especially with someone close to them.” 

Murasakibara: Though he was usually laid back and lazy, in a flash he rolled over to cover his partner, and whipped a blanket over the both of them. “Mm, you’re all warm,” he said, pulling them closer. “Oh my child is all grown up, snuggling with boyfriend,” their mother had audibly giggled. “She’s happy,” Murasakibara pointed out. But his partner had noticed a hint of sarcasm at his voice, as their mother did not realize the deeds they were previously doing. 

immaquietrebel  asked:

May I please have a prompt about GOM + Kagami being fathers (too cute) and doing something you're like 100% not supposed to do with a child on accident? I.e places baby on kitchen countertop and leaves room

OMG. YAS. Since I am back, fully back, with a lot of energy and negative is thrown out. Let me do this perfectly.

I don’t even know if this will satisfy you— 

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