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you can call me YU// requests: OPEN// characters from: KEKKAI SENSEN//

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Hello~! I was browsing through Tumblr and found this. Before i ask, is there any rules? Like how many character, or do you do hc/scenario, and NSFW?😊 I would love to ask some stuff~ Good luck with the blog btw♡

Ahh thank you!! You’re so kind anon (*o*)  がんばります！！ ♥♥♥

Sorry for answering this so late!! I haven’t checked tumblr much in the past few days since I had my winter finals lol 

But to answer your question, i’m pretty much open to any kind of requests although I’d like to start off with only three characters per request, and NSFW asks are definitely welcome ~~ 

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new imagines blog for kekkai sensen??

yo! anyone wanna send an imagine prompt my way? right now im accepting characters from kekkai sensen

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First time in a while

For Steven Starphase and fem! S/O

RP sentence starters:

S/O: “What? No! I wasn’t staring… I-I was looking at something behind you!”

Steven: “Did you really think I would get mad at you for that? Hah. Nice try hon.”

Prompt:

Fem! S/o crushing on Steven, little did she know frosty the snowman also has a crush on her. S/O accidentally knocks over Steven’s coffee. Because of his smol crush on S/O and his exhaustion, he doesn’t get mad at S/O and accidentally calls her “hon” instead.

行きましょう！！

Godammit, why did I have to work with Mr. Starphase right after I had that stupid dream about him… It’s too early for this shit.  

Without even noticing it, you let out an exasperated sigh that distracted Steven from his briefing of today’s assignments.

“What’s wrong, [name]? Do you have any questions with your assignment?”

“What? Uh- um no, Mr. Starphase. S-sorry for interrupting you,” you stuttered and immediately shifting your gaze from Steven to Klaus. “Is that so?” Steven subtly peers at you before continuing his announcements for the day. From that moment on, you honed all your focus on his announcements. After all, working as a Libra member means your life is always on the line. Missing an important information for your mission might cost you your life – even though you merely gather information like Chain (but without the superhuman abilities).

“That’s it for now. You’re all dismissed,” Steven ended the announcement without skipping a beat. “Ah, [name],” he motions for you to follow him in his office.  

Shit.. what is it now? Please leave me in peace Mr. Starphase.

“Sorry to impose this on you as well but can you stop by Patrick’s shop and deliver this,” he reaches at the side of his desk and hands you a long paper bag fit for a champagne bottle. Sensing your confusion, Steven explains that it’s a thank you gift for the favor he did in one his connection dealings.

 “I would give this to him myself but as you can see, I’m still working on this case.” His sleep-deprived eyes drifted to the tower of documents and two processors humming by his side. Anyone who looks at Steven right now would easily critique his terrible exterior. The crooked tie around his neck, the now evident five o’clock shadow around his jaw, and the lines around his eyes, the side of his nose and lips obviously gave away the three days he camped out in the office. But despite all this, you were still fond of his current state.

I must be sick in the head. This man looks like he’s about to pass out at any second.

Truth be told, his tired appearance just proved one of the reasons why you fell hard for the 32 year old man. He works so hard for the sake of the world without it uttering a single thank you to him. He might have caught his noble actions from Klaus but the man made his choice. He could have ignored Klaus’s passion for world salvation but he didn’t.

“[Name],” Steven’s face stood mere inches from yours. He had stood up from his chair because of the lack of response on your end.

Trying once again to get your attention, “[Name], are you okay? You’ve been staring at me for three minutes now. Do I look that bad?” His coarse laugh finally snapping you back to reality.

“What? No! I wasn’t staring… I-I was looking at something behind you!”

What the fuck? What the fuck? What the fuck?

At the immediate realization of the situation, you took frantic steps backwards while instinctively extending your arms out in an attempt to create some space between the two of you. Little did you know, Steven was holding his fifth cup of coffee for the day. In one fell swoop, you knock over the cup from his hands, spilling coffee all over his shirt and shoes. The sound of glass hitting the marble floors of the office echoed throughout.

“Ah poor [name],” Zapp and Leo muttered without any sign of emotion. “With that amount of sleep and stress on Mr. Steven… she’s done for.”

Picking up on their desolate commentary, your sweaty palms start to reach out for the shattered pieces on the floor. “I’m, I’m so sorry Mr. Starphase! Please forgive me, I didn’t notice you were so close and I couldn’t help but push…” His cold hands cutting off your string of apologies.  

“Ah [name], it’s okay, c’mon don’t pick that up. You might hurt yourself,” he assures you, grabbing your arm and pulling you up. With a face colored darker than a red velvet cake, you look up at Steven’s apologetic face. “Don’t worry about it. I was at fault for invading your personal space,” he confesses while scratching the back of his head.

He shifts his gaze to the two idiots gawking at what just happened. “And you two,” Leo and Zapp flinched at Steven’s icy glare. “Why are you still standing there? Didn’t I dismiss you already?” Both of their shivering figures bolted for the door. Steven breathes out and sees your still figure in front of him.

You wouldn’t think he was capable of becoming blushing – being one of Libra’s executives and in charge of its negotiations. But there he stood, awestruck by the bewilderment in your eyes.

Why is she still staring at me? Is there something on my face? Ah… her eyes are so wide, her eyeballs might pop out. It would be a waste if they did fall when they complimented her cute lil nose.

“A-aren’t you mad?” You manage to voice out, throat dry. No answer. “I spilled coffee all over you! Everything you’re wearing must be expensive, isn’t it?” Steven simply blinked.

“Pfftt,” he’s now doubled over, laughing at your ridiculous assumption. Like I would wear my expensive clothes to work. “What? No, they’re just regularly priced clothes,” he straightens himself up at last. “Also, this is not the first time someone has spilled coffee on me. I’ll live,” his lips curve up to a reassuring smile.

Fuck. Did I break Mr. Starphase? Why did he laugh? Why is he smiling when I just spilled coffee on him?

Steven moves slightly to the side when he sees Gilbert approaching with a pair of dustpan and broom. “Did you really think I would get mad at you for that?” Amusement in his voice. “Hah. Nice try hon.” Time stood still the second the word hon left his mouth. Even Gilbert stopped moving for a mere nanosecond.

Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, did I just fucking call her hon? She didn’t hear that did she?

Frightened to discover her reaction, Steven kept his eyes on the glass wall of his office. He can feel Klaus intently observing them like a visitor at a zoo.

“Mr. Starphase, I will go get you one of our extra mugs in the back. Please be careful of the floor for now. I’ll fetch the vacuum and clean it up once I get back.”

Mentally slapping himself on the face, Get it together Scarface! Say something! Anything!

“Hmm, oh okay,” he answers with his voice a tad bit higher than normal. “Thanks, Gilbert.”

Determined to redeem any dignity he has left, Steven turns to you. “Hear that [Name]? Be careful not to step on the stray pieces okay?” At this point, both of your faces have been painted in red. He took this as confirmation that you heard him call you a nickname only reserved for lovers.

This is it. She probably thinks I’m a creepy old man now.

He doesn’t realize that behind your flustered façade, a choir of angels have started singing your wedding march.

Oh my god, I need to stop. There’s only one explanation to this – Mr. Starphase has reached his limit. By the end of the day, he would be calling everyone hon.

Coordinating with Steven’s attempt to ease the awkward situation, you joked, “Ahahaha it’s okay Mr. Starphase. My shoes are pretty thick just like my skull.” More silence greeted the end of your sentence. “Then, I’ll be off now. See you tomorrow,” backing away from shared space of his office. Your escape did not require much effort since both of you did not want to make the situation worse than it is.

“Yea, see you tomorrow,” a meek Steven bids your farewell. From the corner of his eye, he can see Klaus giving him a thumbs up. As soon as you closed the door, he plops on top of his desk with his large hands covering his face.

“I think you did well, Steven,” Klaus declares from across the room. Steven replied with a groan.

Good thing, those two idiots already left. If they saw what happened, I’m sure I’m never gonna hear the end of it.

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first fic

So I made this fic with the help of my best friend who graciously gave me a very cute prompt as well as help me with editing. I got a little carried away and it ended up being too long lol more than a thousand words oops hope you guys enjoy it!! 

**AN: from here on out, i’m gonna be open for requests!! (>0<) **

Prompt

So Karasuno has made it to the finals  and tsukkun was busy strategizing with the coach in order to defeat nekoma and I was busy with studies. Tsukki and I couldn’t find time to be with each other so I decided to visit him before the match  to congratulate him and tell them to do their best. Tsukki agreed to meet for a few hours so I made him a bento and went to the audience area of the gym. During that little break time, before they start their drills, tsukki suddenly gave me his bedroom eyes and be like “thanks, I’ll treat you back properly after we win the match.”

A frustrated sigh escapes your lips as you mindlessly read through the text for your upcoming chemistry midterm. Without any intention of doing so, your thoughts wonder back to the last time you saw Tsukishima. It’s been a week. Indeed it has, and it’s making you antsy more than ever. This separation was not unusual for the both of you since he occasionally went away for training or away games. But even then, he dutifully called you each night; you still had some sort of communication with him. You had nothing this time around. No texts, no phone calls, no five minute break for you to come up the steps of the gym and watch his annoyed expression as you hand him a towel. He told you again and again not to visit without telling him first but you can’t help it. You enjoyed watching him play, tease his teammates, and most of all, see his rare triumphed face when he shuts out an opponent’s spike or do a perfect feint.

“What the heck am I doing? I’m supposed to be studying not daydreaming about that stupid four-eyes.” The girl sitting next to you gives you a side-eye, and you quickly apologize. Out of embarrassment, you begin gathering your belongings and head out of the library. I wouldn’t be able to study anyway, you consider. I need to do something about my pesky-tsukki thoughts or I won’t be able to do anything productive today. Maybe food will help? With a quiet resolve, you start walking towards the university’s food court.

Stuffing your face with an ill-flavored ramen did not make any changes to your current state of mind. It was as if your brain ate a thousand packs of Tsukishima edition sugar packets and went overdrive. I bet would taste better if Tsukki was with me, you unintentionally wished to yourself. Watching over the remaining pieces of ramen inevitably sink down the bottom of your bowl mirrored your despair of not seeing Tsukishima. You really missed him, and it’s not going to go away no matter what you do. You had to see him… immediately. And then, an idea comes to mind like a light bulb suddenly switched on. I should surprise him and make him a bento. I can’t let that idiot eat something as nasty as this ramen.

Following day

After an intense debate in your politics class, you finally decided to put your plan into action. You could hear Daichi screaming all the way from the quad, and several other voices erupting in laughter. Ah it’s been so long since I’ve been to such a loud place like this. I always spent my days in the library since they started their intense training for the finals. The familiar thuds of volleyballs hitting the floor grew louder as you approached the run-down gym of Karasuno.

Tsukishima hunched over, and wiped his sweaty face with the neck of his shirt. “Hey Tsukishima! C’mere for a sec,” Coach Ukai yells across the court. Give me a break, he complains. Once he’s within earshot, the coach begins explaining to him some adjustments he’s made to their plan from yesterday. “That Lev is unpredictable and once he gets a perfect toss, there’s no stopping his spike so we have to do the same thing as we did with the Ushiwaka…” You immediately knew he was talking to Tsukishima after hearing the words “middle blocker.”  You glance around the court, and spotted them against the wall to your right. Ahhh he’s so cute when he looks all serious like that. Seemingly telepathic, Tsukki looks up, and his gaze lands upon your small frame beside the door. Oh shit, he saw me! I wanted to watch him for a little longer too. From the way his eyebrows knitted together, it was obvious that your little visit did not make him happy. He glares at you slightly, and nod at the benches of the upper gym. After they finished talking, Coach Ukai spots you, and gives Tsukishima a knowing look.

”Alright everyone, listen up! We’ll take a one hour break, and then we’re going to start practicing more of our synchronized attacks!” His generosity surprised all of the members – even the third years. “What are y’all standing for? I gave you a one hour break, use it.” Coach Ukai practically had to slap away the balls from Kageyama and Hinata’s hand.

“Tsukki aren’t you gonna go outside? The breeze feels nice,” Yamaguchi suggests before heading for the door.

“Go ahead. I’ll catch up to you later.”

“Are you sure? Didn’t you say you wanted to get some bread from the vending machines too?”

“It’s fine. I changed my mind.” He says a little harshly than he intended to.

“Okay, if you say so Tsukki,” Yamaguchi leaves, questioning his best friend’s odd behavior.

Tsukishima searches for your spot, and disappear towards the stairs. Waiting for him suddenly made you anxious; the fact that this is the first time you’re seeing him in a week did not help either.

“Now then, what shall I do with you?” He saunters over to your direction whilst carefully wiping the back of his neck damp with sweat. What the hell?! That’s unfair your stupid four-eyes. He plops down next to the chair with the paper bag on it. “And what is this?” He raises an eyebrow, and peeks inside the bag.

“Nice to see you too,” you pout, puffing your cheeks in the process.

“How many times do I have to tell you to let me know before coming to practice?”

“Not enough. Besides, it’s not like you’re gonna die if I visit every once in a while.”

“Yes, I am going to die,” a clearly annoyed Tsukishima counters your opinion. “Do you have any idea how Tanaka-san and the rest of the team will tease me if they see you here?”

“I do ~,” you teased while flashing a mischievous smile at him. “And that’s the best part about it.” Tsukishima ignores your playful intent, and began taking out the contents of the bag before you could stop him.

“Hey, wh-what are you doing?” You tried swatting his hand away to retrieve the bag but his fast reflexes beat you to it.

“Did you make this bento for me?” He asks with a perplexed expression on his face. “You didn’t have to, you know.”

“Yeah, I didn’t but I wanted to,” you mumble quietly, and avoid his gaze in an attempt to hide your pinkish cheeks. “I just thought you should eat more homemade food for practice so you’ll have energy and stuff.” You look back up to see that he had already opened the lunch box. His lack of response made you nervous. What if he didn’t want the food that I cooked for him? What if the heart shaped omelet was too much for him? Tsukishima clears his throat, disrupting your train of thought. And the sudden focus of your gaze reveals his flustered face.

“Th-Thank you… for making this for me.” It was rare for him to blush so madly like this, and it made you really happy that you’re the one seeing it. Within a matter of seconds, you started reddening like a tomato yourself. Then, you decided to break the awkward silence.

“It was nothing really,” you mutter, twiddling your thumbs. “It was a perfect excuse for me to see you too anyway… especially with the finals tomorrow.” With an awkward laugh, you raise your head, and realize that Tsukishima has been staring at you the entire time you were making that confession. His lack of response slightly unnerved you.

Upon closer inspection, his eyes no longer exerted the feeling of adoration. They mimicked those of a starving predator eyeing its prey. Is it hunger? No, it’s something that a mere meal cannot satisfy. Lust. Wait. What? Did I accidentally make him horny? In confusion, you didn’t notice him moving closer. Your eyes traced his broad shoulder, towards his slim neck to his sharp jawline, and lastly, his slightly opened lips. His face was mere inches away by the time you realized it. Closer, and closer, and closer.

He shifts his mouth towards your right ear. “I’ll make sure to properly thank you after we win our match tomorrow,” he breathes against your ear. You can feel his warm breath against your cheek, and you close your eyes. Then he devours your lips with a rough and steamy kiss, leaving you breathless.

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Introductions???

im not really sure what to put here but im guessing i should start with my name or at least my alias here lol - y’all can call me yu. i wanted to be a writer but that dream was crushed by my arch nemesis. no, just kidding. i dont have an arch nemesis as far as i know…. moving on, one thing you should know about is i like anime, like A LOT. i have a main blog just for my animus but i wont be linking it here because people i know irl follow it so yeah. also, i will mostly post fanfic for characters/animes im obsessed with at the moment. i havent written fic in ages so be gentle with me 

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