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Omg! I love your blog, I'm always laughing whenever I visit your blog （≧∇≦）

Aw, thank you so much, I’m glad you like it! Your kind words and support really mean a lot to me~  Have a lovely day, dear~ :3 <3 xxx

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Scenario/Imagine Blog Recommendation~

If you’re looking for a multi-fandom scenario blog them please take the time to check out @101animeimagines! This sweetie posts the following:

- Attack on Titan (Squad hotties) - Kuroko no Basket (Basketball hotties) - Free! (Swimming hotties) - Noragami (Deity hotties) - Death Parade (Dead hotties) - Death Note (Detective/Shinigami/Crazy hotties) - Tokyo Ghoul (*bawls*) - Psycho Pass (Police/Detective hotties) - Hetalia (Country hotties) - Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure (Supernatural hotties) - One Punch Man (Superhero hotties) - Haikyuu!! (Volleyball hotties) - Gangsta (Badass hotties)

I don’t know how this user manages to maintain such a beautiful blog *says the mod who can’t even handle one fandom at a time*, so please check them out because their works are truly wonderful~

~Thank you~

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Hey, just wanted to say the MidoTaka love letter one was so amazing! Would you be willing to do a second part? Like Midorima's reaction, or after the honeymoon? (idk) Thanks for the follow back btw, I love your blog. ❤️

Sorry this is so late! I’m so glad you like my blog, thank you for your support~^^ Your blog is adorable~ :3 <3

Part 1 - http://kuroko-no-visualize.tumblr.com/post/107154333136/can-i-request-a-letter-from-takao-to-midorima

Though he hated to admit it, Midorima found it extremely difficult to read Takao. If it wasn’t for the fact that the hawk signed the letter using his given name, the newlywed would had assumed that it was his apparent-friend’s idea of a sick and somewhat twisted joke.  

If Takao was truly in love with him, then why could he not say it before? Why did he have to wait until moments after Midorima’s wedding to casually slip a letter into his pocket and disappear without a trace? 

Takao had always been odd, Midorima remarked mentally. Since the very moment they met, the hawk had been eager to get to know him. Whether it was when he was teasing him, or training with him, or copying off his test, Takao would always be by Midorima’s side, beaming in that stupid, playful manner. 

Frowning, Midorima wiped a hand across his face with a light groan, earning a confused look from his new wife. “Shintarou dear, are you okay?” Nadeshiko asked with slight concern, eyeing the folded letter situated in her husband’s hand. “You’ve been carrying that piece of paper everywhere around with you since we arrived, is it something important?” “Yes.” Midorima replied quickly, silently cursing himself, “I-I mean, no. No, it’s nothing. There’s no need to worry.” “Are you sure?”  The woman insisted, reaching for the letter in a sign of comfort. “I can dispose of it for yo-“No!” 

It had recently become quite rare for Midorima to yell, especially around ladies. Nadeshiko proposed a shocked expression to her husband, before quickly standing up. “I’ll be back in the hotel.” She stated quickly, leaving in a hurry. 

Midorima let out a low groan. What had that letter done to him? He was on his honeymoon and all he could think of was that letter and him.

Him.

Midorima’s face softened slightly at the though of him. His face. His stupid face. Those stupid bangs which hung stupidly over his stupid forehead. The way he’d use his sister’s stupid headband to push back said stupid bangs. 

Those sharp, light eyes which still managed to hold a complete aura of softness around those he adored. That mouth which so constantly would curve into a playful, cheeky smile during the most serious moments. 

What was he thinking? 

In attempt to clear his mind, Midorima found himself strolling by the cobbled path which lead to the beach. He’d always found the ocean to be relaxing, though many people did. Unfortunately, relaxation was an element which Midorima just could not seem to find upon arriving on the sandy shores. All he was reminded of was the memories of Shuutoku training camps. Those painful times where he was around Takao 24/7; those agonizing, amazing times he could be around his best friend. 

Had he made a mistake in marrying Nadeshiko? Midorima glared; no, he couldn’t be thinking like that. He was happy. He was a successful doctor, now married to a beautiful, caring woman, living in a pleasant house in a nice neighborhood. In a few years time he’d have a child or two, and maybe get a dog. He’d come home every day to a loving, growing family. He’d watch his children grow up and pursue their own careers. Then he would eventually retire and live out the rest of his days by his wife’s side, proud of his life. 

Did he really want that though? 

Did he really want to repeat the same pattern every single day until death? Maybe he wanted more. Maybe Midorima wanted to come home to the grinning idiot that was Takao, who would always have something outrageous to say. Though annoying, he’d always be interested in how Midorima’s day went and what he got up to. 

Takao would be the one to do all the cooking as Midorima was hopeless; though the hawk would always encourage him to join in. Midorima smirked at the thought of Takao wearing some hideous, floral-print apron which he would have stolen from his Grandmother or something, though still manage to look good. Irresistible, even. Midorima blushed at the though of coming home to a naked Takao, shielded by nothing but the seemingly-innocent apron as he hummed some annoying tune whilst cooking, as if everything was perfectly normal. 

And the mind-blowing sex that they’d have. 

“This isn’t right!” Midorima growled out-loud, interrupting his straying thoughts. Why was he having thoughts like this now?  Why did he not feel this way before? 

Maybe he had. Was it possible that Midorima had felt the same about Takao the whole time? Could he not tell? 

It was too late, anyway. Even if he did love Takao, it was too late. He couldn’t leave his poor wife. Midorima had only been married for two days, what would his family think if he walked out of the relationship for another man? 

Maybe they didn’t have to know. What if he was just to never return? What if they just presumed him dead so he could proceed to live a life with Takao? Midorima’s mind was a mess, and there was only one person who he wanted to talk to. 

Gritting his teeth, Midorima once again looked down at the letter. 

“Please, remember my feelings for you, and remember that I’d do absolutely anything for you because you’re my Shin-chan, and you always will be my Shin-chan. I love you, Shin-chan. <3″

“I think I love you too, Takao.”

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Kuroko winding up in a particularly dangerous situation (perhaps for trying to stop a fight or just being too cute www) and the GOM + Kagami come to the rescue. Thank you!

It was moments like this that Kuroko Tetsuya wondered what kind of demonic creature must had cursed him with the bad luck which he seemed to have possessed for his current sixteen years of life.

The high-schooler had assumed that his case of bad luck had come to a halt after graduating from middle school, where he had supposedly become acquainted to a living bag of skittles. Though many others just saw them as a pervert, a Calvin Klein reject, a cat, a titan, and an actual plant. Who all played competitive basketball, to boot (or dunk). 

After deciding that the unfriendly band of rainbow hotties were simply just an orgy of self-devoted, over-competitive douche bags, Tetsuya was (almost) looking forward to a new basketball team, where people were neither over-competitive, nor artificially flavoured. Of course, with his luck being his luck, Tetsuya was almost immediately greeted with an even bigger cat (a tiger, actually), who was also a titan, occasional pervert, definite Calvin Klein reject and probable plant. His hair also happened to be red, to boot (or dribble). 

Wondering how on earth his former teammates had managed to make a baby together, Tetsuya had already obliged to be the Love-child’s Pokemon to avoid its obviously raging hormones and offending eyebrows. Little did he know was that he’d actually really enjoy himself, and actually form a strong level of basketball-bromance with the skittle hybrid. 

Of course, Tetsuya’s bad luck always had a habit of haunting him, especially when things seemed to actually be going somewhat well. So there he was, being pinned to a wall by a group of typical thugs who were convinced that his vanilla shake had looked at them rudely (funny how inanimate objects did that, right?). 

Tetsuya wasn’t stupid. He knew that his (impressive) 5″6 form would do little against a group of 5 grown-ass men, unless of course he had a basketball to ignite pass them all in the face. 

Just as he was about to once again, lose all dignity and call for help, the impossible happened. Then again, in a world where children were commonly being born with bright blue hair, little was impossible. Either that, or the radiation scale was off the roof. 

“Did someone summon the light?” Two voices said simultaneously. 

Literally no-one summoned any form of light whatsoever. 

Almost already knowing what was about to happen, Tetsuya turned his head to face the double that was Aomine and Kagami, who together looked like the lights of a gothic police car. Unsurprisingly, the two “lights” began to quarrel over who in-fact was actually “the light”. 

Tetsuya sighed, whilst the offending thugs tried to process what was actually happening. In a moment of panic, one of the men attempted to swipe Tetsuya’s bag, thus causing a half-empty box of pocky to tumble out, followed by a series of footsteps that could be heard in the distance. Half-expecting a genital-lacking, naked titan to come sprinting over, Kuroko was instead greeted by the (thankfully, not naked) form that was Murasakibara Atsushi, who had sensed the aura of a mistreated snack. 

“Oh.” The giant stated in a manner of disappointment. “It’s Kuro-chin.”“Please, just do something.” Tetsuya replied plainly. 

Blinking, the titan plainly looked down at the discarded pocky and picked the box up in a cradled form, as if he were nurturing a baby. “It’s okay, pocky-chin, I’m here now.” 

When the thugs realized that Murasakibara was, in fact, mentally challenged, their fear levels plummeted and their priority was once again, on Tetsuya. 

Why did they want to beat him up again?

Oh, right. Vanilla milkshake. 

Speaking of vanilla.

“What is actually happening?” Kise, who had apparently been there the whole time asked in between trying to split up the fist-fight that had long-ago formed between Aomine and Kagami. “There are four of you.” Tetsuya stated with mild frustration, still managing to keep a calm aura despite wanting to crawl into a ditch and never leave. “You can take them.” 

“Ohhh, right.” The blonde confirmed, as if having only just realized that it was Tetsuya who was currently pinned against a wall by a gang of greasy, middle-aged men with obvious daddy-issues. 

Over the slight mental note of “daddy-issues” it only seemed logical for Akashi to emerge from the alleyway which he had been lurking in the whole time (in possible attempt to connect emotionally to a gang of stray cats). 

“Tetsuya.” The red-head nodded with a slight smile, before averting his intense gaze to the remaining skittles. “Atsushi. Daik-

“Just. Help. Me.” Tetsuya interrupted with a glare. 

“You all forgot about me, didn’t you?” Another voice interrupted, causing Tetsuya to mentally scream. “I’m not even surprised this time.”

Midorima was, of course, stood there with today’s ridiculous lucky item, some monstrous stuffed animal. A walking salad patrolling dangerous streets whilst equipped with every child’s dream didn’t look alarmingly pedophilic in the slightest (sarcasm noted).

“Help me!” Tetsuya eventually screamed, finally alerting the students, as well as a nearby group of police officers.  

Tetsuya half-expected the group to form into some kind of transformer and beat the living shit out of the thugs, though their overbearing radiation had long-ago forced the thugs to run away and seriously re-think their life choices. 

By the time the police had arrived, all that was left happened to be an empty box of Pocky and the aura of a 5″6, blue-haired high-school student’s misery as he was ambushed by a pervert, a Calvin Klein reject, a cat, a titan, an actual plant, and their child.

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im not dead i promise

Hi Guys : D

I just wanted everyone to know that I haven’t suddenly died or been hit with an unspeakable illness which involves me being unable to write, however my exams are literally just around the corner and I really don’t want to fuck up at this point *fucks up* QUQ

I should be back in a few more weeks and finally be able to answer your asks *i’m so sorry please don’t kill me just yet*, so please be patient! *says the most impatient person in the world*

Also, good luck to everyone who has any upcoming exams, make mama proud- *gets shot*

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Seriously though, how does Akashi explain to his father why he came home that day with a fucking different coloured eye

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Aomines reaction to seeing Alex for the first time! What kind of thoughts does he have x)

“Aomine, this is Alex, a friend from America.” Kagami announced to his tanned rival in a bored tone, shoving his hands in his pockets. “She’ll be staying here at mine for a couple of weeks.”Daiki gaped, trying his best to keep his attention on Alex’s face. She was perfect enough to go on the cover of “Playboy”, one of Aomine’s favourite American magazines!“It’s great to meet you!” The blonde smile, holding her arms out for a hug. Gravity got the best of Aomine’s hormones, causing Alex’s large chest to wobble in a pleasing manner. “W-What a lovely pair of…” The male’s vision had automatically traveled downwards, as if he had no control over them. “E-Eyes.” 

Kagami face-palmed due to both his constantly horny friend being clearly horny, and his constantly optimistic friend, being clearly optimistic. Aomine could have died and gone to hell the moment Alex pulled him into that hug; her chest tightly pressed against his. “H-How about another one of those…” Daiki blushed, smiling slightly. “Hugs?”“Well, why not?” Alex grinned, leaning in. “Would you like a kiss too~?”“Ye-

“Well, it was great of you to drop by!” Kagami growled, grabbing Aomine by the scruff of his neck and dragging him towards the door. “Can I stay here for a few weeks?” The male begged, holding onto the door. “I’ll pay you.”“No.”“Plea-Taiga slammed the door, scowling at the fact that he literally had no normal friends. 

“Awh, I was having fun with him!” Alex laughed, falling backwards. “You are a very bad person.” 

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Fukui, Wei Liu and Himuro have quarrelling with their gf (just because of stupid things) their gf almost crying and then end up by doing fluffy things for calm their gf~<3 Good luck with your blog! May god bless your blog!

Thank you for your kind words~ <3 I’m sorry that this is so late! <3 

Fukui: ”Kensuke, does my butt look big in this?”"Yes.""Thank- Wait, what?""It looks huge. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle."Fukui had been picking on you all day. Your boyfriend was always pretty cruel at times, and not just to you. He often made harsh comments on his captain’s appearance, and apparently convinced a foreign team mate that saying “Thee” and “Thou” was a new, “hip” way of speaking Japanese. Did Fukui really love you, or did he just love making fun of you? Naturally being an emotional person, your eyes began to well up. Thoughts bombarded your mind, looking back at the multiple times Fukui had picked on you. "H-Hey, why’re you crying?" Your boyfriend asked with a frown, not at all realizing that your tears were his fault. “Stop.”You shook your head, unable to stop the sudden tears escaping your eyes. Much to your total surprise, Fukui stood up in extreme alarm, quickly making his way over to you and pulling you into a hug. “S-Stop crying!” The male yelled in desperation, almost as if he couldn’t bear the sight of seeing you crying. “I’ll do what you like just please stop, you look fantastic, okay?”

Himuro: “____, I’m not cheating on you.” Your boyfriend stated firmly, holding your hands. “It’s not my fault that many people are attracted to me.”“Can you not get any more vain?” You frowned, pulling away from Himuro.

The raven pursed his lips at that, going to hold your hands for the second time, only to be rejected again. “____, please, you’re being silly.” “I’m being silly?” You cried, ready to leave the room. “Do you know how hard it is to watch as countless girls ask for your number and openly flirt with you?” “Let’s just discuss this like adults.”“No!”

Himuro sighed, watching you pack your things for the 4th time this week. “____, please.”“I’m clearly not good enough for you, right?” You growled, going to open the door. “You’re beautiful, you know that.” Your boyfriend replied, making his way over to you with that heart-melting smile. “I’m not good enough for you.”You froze as Himuro nuzzled your hair, caressing your cheek with one hand whilst wrapping the other around your waist. “Would you like a massage, _____~?”You nodded.

Wei Liu: “____, I really don’t love you.”

You blinked, staring up at your tall boyfriend in horror. “W-What?”“I don’t love you, ____.”“What do you mean you don’t love me?” You muttered, backing away slightly. “W-Why are you saying this now?”Your boyfriend stared at you in confusion, tilting his head slightly before going to hug you. You immediately backed away again, this time with tears in your eyes. “Why are you hugging me? You just told me that you don’t love me!”“T-That’s what people do when they love each other…?”“You just said you don’t love me, you bastard!” You screamed, tears streaming down your cheeks. “What kind of sick joke is this?”

This little mishap was a perfect example of the mistakes which often occurred during relationships with a language barrier. Since Japanese wasn’t Wei Liu’s native language, he often made odd mistakes with his speaking. He had gotten confused with “Do” and “Don’t”, therefore confessed how much he didn’t love you.  

Thankfully, you realized the male’s mistake after the weeks he spent showering you in gifts and insisting that you were still his girlfriend. The two of you continued to joke about the mistake, often leading to the confusion of others when you and Wei Liu would be snuggling and telling each other how much you didn’t love one another. 

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When Aomine's s/o breaks up with him because he neglects her for Momoi/.\ i love your blog!

Aomine clenched his teeth as his temper sent his fist into a nearby wall. How had he been so foolish? Though he definitely wasn’t one to admit his mistakes, Daiki knew that he was in the wrong, and he knew that this was all his fault.

You had been the absolute love of his life, and he had wasted that. Many people had assumed that Aomine and Momoi were dating due to the fact that they were so close, but in reality they were no more than friends. Still, the tanned male continued to ignore your needs and spend more time with Momoi, something which every typical douche would take pride in doing.

Though he tried to hide it, Aomine’s heart literally shattered when you broke up with him. He managed to keep his cool expression until you walked away in order to maintain his pride, but inside he was broken. You were equally upset, but it, to you, was for the best.

Gripping his basketball, the light practically dragged himself to the courts near the park to let off some steam. Though he loved basketball, Aomine couldn’t help but feel guilty for practicing at a time like this. After all, he had only ever taken you to “dates” at said basketball court, with Momoi, of course.

It was strange to Daiki how it was only after he lost you that he began to realize how you must have felt all those times when he had been speaking to Momoi after an important match, as well as the countless lunch times on the roof he had spent with pink-haired friend. It wasn’t surprising that you had your suspicions.

It was at that very moment that Aomine Daiki made an extremely important decision in his life. A point where he had come to a sudden realization that the only possible way to get you back was by making a formal apology and taking you on a proper date, this time without Momoi. Whether you took him back or not relied completely on fate, which to Aomine’s dismay, he could not control. 

Unless he had a word with Midorima and his precious Oha-aha, of course.

Aomine Daiki’s official goal was to get you back for good.

After some more basketball.

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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.

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Hey, senpai! I had a pretty bad day and I was wondering if I could please have comforting Murasakibara, Kasamatsu, and Kiyoshi? Thanks a bunch, and thanks so much for following me!!!

Sorry to hear that you’ve had a bad day, I hope you’re feeling better now! C: <3 I hope you’re looking forward to the new KNB episode~ (Btw, do you mean Kiyoshi Teppei? : D I’m assuming that you do, if not then I’ll add Miyaji~)

Murasakibara: “____-chin, stop cryingg…” Your boyfriend mumbled, watching you from the couch. “You look like a baby…”

You stared at your boyfriend with tearful eyes, slowly wiping them. You had had such a horrible day, and Murasakibara’s whining didn’t help one bit. “S-Shut up…” You mumbled, going to leave the room. Watching you with lazy eyes, Murasakibara let out a soft, almost guilty sigh. “____-chiiiiin…” He called before you turned around, staring at him in question. “W-What?”“C’mere…” Murasakibara mumbled, holding his long arms out. 

You made your way over to the giant a little too quickly, practically falling into the larger male’s arms as he hugged you close to his chest, nuzzling your hair. “Don’t be sad, ____-chin.” Murasakibara whispered, reaching for a bag of chips. “I’ll feed you if it will make you happier.”

Kasamatsu: With a large frown, your boyfriend watched as you hung your head low, tears escaping the corners of your eyes. At a time like this, all you really wanted to do was just curl up and go to bed, possible whilst watching some Netflix. “Oi, what’s up with you?” Your boyfriend called, approaching you. His expression was almost angry, which actually frightened you somewhat. “Why’re you crying?”

You blinked, shaking your head. “Nothing, don’t worry.”“Don’t give me that shit.” Kasamatsu demanded, placing his hands on his hips. “Tell me what’s up.”

Realizing that he wasn’t actually helping, your boyfriend pursed his lips, pulling you into a hug in attempt to make your feel better. “Hey, don’t be upset.” He murmured into your ear, rubbing your back in comfort. “We all have shitty days.”

Kiyoshi: “Eh, why’s ____-chan upset?” Kiyoshi asked in horror, noticing your tear-stained cheeks. “Who hurt you?”

You blinked, surprised that your boyfriend actually noticed that you had been crying. It was typical of the male to immediately assume that someone had upset you. 

“Don’t worry.” You smiled fakely, about to walk away. “___, wait!” The male called, jogging over to you. “Please, tell me what’s wrong! I hate seeing you upset!”“Kiyoshi, nothing’s wro-

Before you could finish, your large boyfriend pulled you into a bone-crushing hug, almost killing you with his comforting aura and overall optimism. 

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Looking forward to an animated Nijimura~ I’m so not ready for the outcome of this. :    D

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Do you mind doing a scenario where Midorima, Aomine, Kiyoshi, and Imayoshi's girlfriend tells them that they've had a really rough go it and a hard past and how they would react?

Thanks for the ask~^^ I’m going to assume that you want Kiyoshi Teppei? : D If you meant Miyaji than just say and I’ll add him, because those babies are just as precious as each other^^  

Midorima: Coming from an incredibly traditional and loving family, Midorima wouldn’t really be able to understand your past experiences and current feelings. Despite this, your boyfriend would do his best to comfort you from the moment you confessed to him about your troubled past.

To make you feel safe, your boyfriend pulled you into a loving hug, a sign of affection which was extremely rare for Midorima. “I wish you had told me earlier about this, _____. Please don’t keep matters such as this from me again.” He whispered, holding you close. “The past is in the past. Live for now.”

Aomine: Out of all the people he knew, Aomine really didn’t expect you to have such a troubled and traumatic childhood. Though he was pretty confused at first, your boyfriend knew quite a few people who had gone through some tough times in the past, and although he wasn’t particularly good at it, Aomine wanted to comfort you and make you feel as safe as possible.

“____, try not to think about it.” Your boyfriend muttered, stroking your cheek with his thumb. “I won’t let anyone hurt you.”

Kiyoshi: Your boyfriend truly was shocked when you told him about your tragic past. Teppei knew that even the biggest hearts couldn’t heal what you had gone through, however he’d still do his very best to help. Supporting a cheesy smile and staring deep into your eyes, Kiyoshi leaned down and met your lips. 

“Please don’t be sad, _____. We have each other, and that’s all that matters at the moment!” 

Imayoshi: At first, Imayoshi really wouldn’t know how to act. The primary reason being that people didn’t tend on letting the male know about their personal lives, especially since a rumour spread around the school that he was a serial killer. Due to this, your boyfriend really wasn’t one to help with personal problems. 

Although, Imayoshi really did care and worry for you, so he tried his best to at least make you smile again. “___, you know I’m really not good at this type of thing…but if it will make you feel better, we can go and feed ice cream to the ducks again?”

[kuroko-no-visualize]

GOM+Kagami+Himuro+UK and their SO who is insecure if they really did love her. (Too much characters? D:)

“You can never have too many KNB characters~^^

Akashi: Though it was often unclear to others how Akashi showed his love and appreciation to you, it was certain that the red-head was certainly possessive. It was natural for you to begin to wonder whether your boyfriend really did love you, or just love owning you.

When he discovered your insecurities, Akashi was surprised. It was definitely something which he hadn’t predicted. Guilty, the red-head would take you to your favourite restaurant, insisting that the two of you spend the day together.

“I truly do love you, ____.”

Kuroko: Your boyfriend wouldn’t be reluctant to ask you why you felt this way. Perhaps it was because of his lack of presence, you assumed that Kuroko wasn’t always there for you? “____-kun, please don’t feel this way.” Tetsuya smiled as he hugged you close. “I love you to the stars and back.”

Kise: “Huh, ___-icchi doesn’t think I love her?”

After all the hugs and kisses which he constantly showered you in, Kise was more than confused when he found out that you felt insecure. “I-If this is because I work with models then please remember that you’re the most beautiful girl in my life, ___! I’d never not love you!”

Aomine: “Why would you even think that?” 

There were, in fact, many ways why you would think that. Your boyfriend was just too stubborn to admit it. What Aomine lacked in affection, he made up with butt-slaps and sexist comments, not meaning to actually offend, of course. His addiction to porn magazines didn’t help much either.

Letting out a sigh, your boyfriend wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer before planting a kiss on your forehead.“Don’t be stupid, you know I love you.”

Murasakibara: “Nn, ____-chin’s silly…”

You bit your lip, frowning slightly as your boyfriend wrapped his long arms around you, pulling you onto his lap. “I love ___-chin more than a thousand umaibo.” The purple giant mumbled, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

Midorima: It was typical for Midorima to be the typical emotionless type of guy when in a relationship, but of course he was too stubborn to admit that. When he realized you were upset, your boyfriend immediately assumed that you were the one in the wrong. 

“Don’t be so ridiculous, you know that I love you.”

Midorima’s harsh words made you feel even worse, and he knew that. With a sigh, the taller male leaned down, placing a surprisingly passionate kiss upon your lips. “I’d do anything for you, and you know that.” He whispered softly.

Kagami: Being oblivious to the whole thing, as usual, your boyfriend simply stared at you in utter confusion when you told him how you felt. Aside from the fact that Kagami devoted most of his time to basketball and only ever took you out to eat at the Maji Burger, the red-head just couldn’t put his finger on why you would be feeling unloved.

“…Y-You wanna go to the Maji bur-“No.”“Come on, ____, you know I love you~” Kagami grinned, leaning in for a kiss. You quickly stopped him, placing your hand over the male’s mouth.“More than that ball game?”“….More than the ball game.”

Himuro: “I’m sorry that you feel this way, ____.” Himuro stated, sending you a comforting smile as he pulled you into a warm, loving hug. “You’re my queen, I hope you remember that.”

This was one of the main reasons why girls were jealous that you had a boyfriend like Himuro; one who would listen and actually act upon things. “You’ll always be the one I love.”

Hayama: “What, what?” Your boyfriend exclaimed in horror, sprinting over towards you. “____ thinks I don’t love her? How can this be true?” He cried, running around with his arms in the air like a three year old. “K-Kotar-“Say no more!” Hayama demanded, pouncing onto the couch and practically dragging you onto his lap, drowning you in kisses. “I’m sorry if I’ve been neglecting you, ____! From now on I’m going to shower you in more and more love every day! I love you so much, ____!”

Reo: “___, dear, speak to me.” Your boyfriend smiled, cupping your cheeks. “Is it true that you don’t think I love you?”  

Kissing your forehead, Reo sent you a soft and loving smile, sitting in front of you. “I’m surprised that you feel this way about me. I want you to know that I’ll always be there for you, and that I’ll always love you. Never forget that, dear.”

Nebuya: You squeaked as a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around you, pulling you up into the air. “E-Eikichi!” You cried, squirming slightly in both confusion and surprise. “Put me down!”Your boyfriend simply grinned, pulling you into a bone-crushing hug. “Not until you realize how much I love you.”“You’re breaking my ribs!”

Hanamiya: “Tch, get over yourself.” 

You started at your boyfriend in alarm, sitting up slightly. “W-What?”Hanamiya sprawled himself across the couch is a lazy fashion, staring directly at you. “If you honestly don’t think I love you then you’re pretty stupid, ____.” He stated, pulling you close to him. “I love you, dammit.”

Kiyoshi: “____, is it true that you feel this way?” Your boyfriend asked with a somewhat alarmed expression. You blinked a few times before slowly nodding your head, about to look down before Kiyoshi placed his fingers on your chin, tilting your head upwards slightly. 

“___, I love you.” Kiyoshi smiled, kissing you sweetly. “I love you, I love you, I love you. I can go on saying that over and over again if that’s what it takes for you to realize that I truly do love you.”

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kuroko-no-visualize i don’t know when you started following me and how I missed it but thank you so much~~ I love your blog loads, I feel honoured that you follow me~~~~|

[kuroko-no-visualize]

   rins-eyebrows

Gya, there’s no need to thank me! Your cosplays are so good and your blog’s awesome^^ I’m so happy that you like my blog! Please keep posting and have a lovely day~^^ <3

[kuroko-no-visualize]

Hi there! Could you write something about Nash x someone? does not matter if they are ooc or someone from KnB. Btw, your blog's awesome, keep it up!

Wahh, Nash! I’ll try my best with him, though knowing me, he’ll be extremely OOC~ X’3 Thanks for the ask and the support, bby~ <3 :3 (I’ll make it ReaderxNash to avoid being killed by someone^^)

“Nash.” You growled, standing above your boyfriend who had himself sprawled out across the couch as he watched some reality TV show. “We need to talk.”

“Hm?” Nash answered with his usual harsh smirk, staring up at you. “Well, we’re talkin’.” “Nice try, smartass.” You answered, throwing a pink, frilly thong in the man’s face. “These aren’t mine.”

“Relax babe, they’re mine.” Your boyfriend grinned, mischief lingering in his words. “Cross my heart, hope to di-“Well then, you’re about to die.”“I love it when you talk like that~” 

You scowled, throwing whatever was closest at the blonde male. On this occasion, it was a pillow. 

“Watch where you throw things, you psycho bitch!” Nash cried, throwing the pillow back at you whilst standing up. “Psycho bitch?” You yelled in reply, throwing the pillow back at him. “I’ll show you how much of a psycho bitch I can be!”

In a fit of rage, Nash bolted forward, gripping your shoulders harshly. “Get off, that hurts!” You glared, attempting to push the blonde away. 

With a sudden grin, your boyfriend wrapped his arms around your waist, slamming your lips together. After protesting, you actually began to kiss back; you were too used to Nash’s vulgar behavior. 

“You’re such a bastard…” You muttered, nuzzling the tall male’s chest. “I hate you…”“I love you too, babe.” 

[kuroko-no-visualize]

kindergarten teacher Kuroko with GOM + kagami as children vying for his attention

“T-Teacher, teacher!” A young, blonde boy cried, sobbing into his kindergarten teacher, Kuroko’s, leg. “Ao-icchi put glue in my hair!”“I never! Kise’s only saying that so he can get your attention!” The blue-haired child retorted from across the room. “Kise always whines for attention!”“That’s not true, that’s not true!” The glue-covered child yelled, clinging to his teacher’s clothing in offence. “That’s not tru-

“Aomine, wait in the corner. Kise, let’s go get that glue washed out in the bathroom.” “I didn’t do anything wrong!” The blue-haired boy wailed in protest, extending both of his arms and successfully punching a passing Kagami in the face, who proceeded to burst into tears. “Ahomine!” The red-haired child growled in a fit of tears, ready to pounce on the other boy. “G-Get here now!” “Bakagami!” Aomine yelled in reply, climbing over a nearby table to escape the wrath of Kagami. “Teacher, Bakagami’s trying to stab me with his gigantic eyebrows!”

Kuroko sighed at the boy’s bickering, partly concerned for the fist-shaped mark on Kagami’s face. “Kagami, please come over here so I can take you to the medical room.” He said, gesturing for the boy to come over. “Nee, teacher said that he’d wash the glue out of my hair!” Kise whined in protest, staring up at Tetsuya. “Teacher said!”“…Right, come on then.” 

If it wasn’t for his calm personality, Tetsuya probably would have murdered these children a long time ago. 

“…M-Murasakibara, why are you drinking out of the toilet?” 

The strangely tall child simple mumbled in reply, flaring his arms lazily. This child wasn’t drinking, he was drowning!

In alarm, Kuroko bolted forwards and yanked the child out of the toilet, immediately making sure if he was okay. “Atsushi, can you hear me? Are you okay? Can you breathe?”“Murasakibara’s a toilet-head!” Bellowed Aomine, who had been peering into the room the whole time. “Daiki, go to your corner!” 

“Nn, I was fishingggg…” The purple-haired boy groaned, pulling away from his teacher’s grasp.“Why were you fishing in the toilet, Atsushi?” Aside from the fact that the boy was fishing in the toilet, why the hell was he doing it with his face?“Aka-chin told me to catch some fish for the grand feast.” The boy replied plainly, waddling out of the room. Tetsuya smiled fakely, following the boy out. “Haha, well, let’s not be telling your mother about this little incident, okay?” 

“I have returned, peasants!” 

The colour in Tetsuya’s face drained as he returned to the main room, only to find the other red-head of the class, Akashi, standing upon the table, equipped with a duck.

A dead duck.

“Akashi, where did you find that?” Kuroko gasped in horror, rushing over to the smirking, proud child. “Give it to me this instant, it’s filthy!”“I shall do no such thing, Tetsuya!” The red-head replied. The little shit refused to refer to his teacher by anything other than his first name. “I captured and killed this beast myself, and I shall have chef Kagami prepare it for our feast!”

Kagami let out a cry of happiness, heading to retrieve the dead creature from Akashi’s bloodied hands. With a groan, Tetsuya threw a nearby basketball across the room. “Ball is life!” The approaching child screamed, chasing the ball along with Aomine. “Akashi, give me the duck.” Kuroko demanded, swiping the dead creature from the boy. “Go and wash your hands and sit at my desk, we need to have a serious discussion.”“My daddy will be hearing about this!” “Damn right he wil- Midorima, why are you covered in dirt?” “We needed vegetables for King Akashi’s feast, so Aomine suggested that we grow them from my head.”“Well, that’s not as bad as killing a du-“And Akashi tried to bury me alive.”“You disobey the king, you disobey yourself.” The red-head hissed from the sink with an evil smirk.

Silently punishing himself for not realizing that “King Akashi” had been missing and was, in fact, killing ducks 4 miles away at the park with safety scissors, Tetsuya kneeled down in the middle of the room with his hands covering his face. He was also oblivious to the fact that Mursakibara had been drowning in the toilet, Midorima had been buried alive, Kise had been covered in glue for at least 2 hours, Aomine had been stripping the Barbies and making the perform acts of fornication together and Kagami was dry-humping a basketball.

In fact, the only silent ones at this point of time was Kuroko, and the dead duck which he had been cradling for about five minutes now.

“Can we grow cress on Midorima’s head again?”

“Tetsuya, join me with my feast! I made it just for you, Tetsuya!”“Teacher, I’ve still got glue in my hair! Teacher, teacher!”“Oi, teacher, Bakagami kicked me! He kicked me, teacher!”“Teacher, Daiki’s trying to water my hair!”“Kuroko-teacher, can we play basketball? I want the ball, I want the ball!”“Teacherrr, candy….!”

It was times like this when Tetsuya wished his students would not notice his presence as much.