#tsukishima fic | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

hyeque · 2 years

Text

strawberry shortcake [tsukishima kei][nsfw]

synopsis: you let kei act out his wildest fantasies for his birthday

warnings: manhandling, cunninglius, food play, breast worship, kei being a dick (wow), mild hair pulling, choking

notes: this isn't as long due to time constraints (update: i lied, at the time i wrote this it wasn't but now it is), but it would be illegal for me not to write anything for my tsukkipoo's bday, so happy bday to one of like 4 of my main 2D husbands 🫶🏾💗 honestly i don’t know what this is

word count: 3.6kei

tsukishima never really considered his birthday to be a big deal, but when adding you to the equation, the man definitely can't lie and say he doesn't look forward to the occasion now.

from the minute it was midnight, you had made it everyone's—including kei's—personal problem that it was his birthday. with the way you got ecstatic about it, it's hard to be convinced that it's not your birthday.

tsukishima never bothered with asking you about plans, because every time he does, you never say. no matter how hard he pries or tries to bait you, you don't give in. it's irritating but admirable, he must admit.

so as he heads home that day from work (because adult mundane things don't stop for your birthday, of course) he's not sure what to expect. he had gotten a ton of messages from his team group insinuating you'll give him the best birthday sex ever, but he never really is one to entertain locker room talk persay. and even more truthfully, all of his lewd thoughts about you should only be reserved for him and him only.

he doesn't hear or see you when coming into your shared apartment. after calling out for you, he only hears small giggles from your shared bedroom and makes his way there.

to say he is pleasantly surprised is an understatement. throughout all the birthday messages and well wishes he'd gotten earlier today, he couldn't stop focusing on the meaning of your words from before he left that morning. a, "i look forward to seeing you later" and that was it. he will admit he was a bit grumpy you hadn't texted him throughout his day.

but he forgets all of that and nearly drops his work phone out of his hands when seeing the sight in front of him.

"happy birthday, kei."

you sit on the bed, naked and with nothing but two wrapped presents on your lap. a red ribbon adorns your neck, implying you're also a gift. on a tray only about a foot away from you is strawberry shortcake made just for him, along with his favorite meal (not you, specifically actual food—sorry to disappoint the audience).

if he were a horny and uncontrollable animal like his teammates, he'd send a picture of you joking about how right they all were, but he doesn't feel like it. he knows the scratch marks you'll put on his back will make up for everything he doesn't say to his team now.

it's silent as he stares at you and you start to feel small under his gaze. and unfortunately...he's not your normal everyday boyfriend. he's prickly and sometimes he shouldn't say things he doesn't mean, but he can't help himself sometimes. he doesn't always like to grant you the reactions you're hoping for immediately. sometimes he does things just to rile you up.

"you really think that just having sex with you would suffice as a good birthday present?" he asks, pushing his frames up his face. he moves so he's sitting on the bed in front of you, calculating eyes not letting you see more of his emotions than he wants.

you frown, rolling your eyes. not a hi, not a hello. nothing. "and you're saying it won't?"

kei knows his sharp tongue can easily get him in more trouble, and believe me, reader, when i say the last thing he wants to do—especially in this moment—is make you upset.

you slam down both presents in front of him, distracting him from his thoughts. "in case your thick head didn't know, i still got you an actual present."

once examining the gift you got him, his eyes soften as it was something he briefly mentioned once awhile ago. he didn't even think you remembered. the second gift was a framed photo of the two of you from your first ever date. you both were a little bit more shy and awkward then, but the memories it holds outweighed any of that.

he becomes quiet, feeling the heat from his face become scorching hot before he looks down at you with soft eyes now.

"thank you. i really appreciate it." he squeezes your hand three times before leaning down and placing a chaste kiss to your lips. your anger from earlier slightly subsides but you still feel slightly embarrassed and move to get up and change into clothes.

kei blocks you, a smirk creeps to his face. "but...i really appreciate you more..." he yanks you by the leg, pulling your body towards the edge of the bed.

"w-what are you doing?" you squeal, looking up at him with widened eyes.

"having dessert." he answers, his eyes focused on your glistening folds. his mouth is drooling at this point.

you try to speak but nothing but sputters come out of your mouth. "h-hey mister, your dessert is over—" you're cut off by a surprise moan escaping you as kei wraps his mouth over your lower region, all thoughts of a smart reply gone from your mind.

"one—it's sir to you, and two—for the record, you taste better than any strawberry shortcake, shortcake." he grins, moving to lap at your cunt again.

your mouth drops open into a gasp, and you move your hips back against his face shamelessly. "y-you said you didn't want sex as a present."

he tsks, rolling his eyes. "i didn't say that. i simply asked you a question earlier. which then, if you were my only gift"—he smacks the fat of your ass playfully, making you yelp—"i'd be stupid not to be grateful."

'damn right', you want to say, but settle on, "y-you're so...irritating..." you huff, fingers digging into the bedsheets as he laves over your insides like a starved man.

"hey—you're supposed to be nice to me, it's my birthday." he taunts, smirk gracing his (annoyingly) handsome face.

"i'll be nice to you alright—" you whine once the feeling of his fingers come into play, "god—you—" your words become choked up as two thick digits move inside of you.

"kei is just fine," he smiles, ravishing in the squelching mess that is your cunt. the sounds and smell of you are driving him absolutely insane, but he doesn't want you to know that just yet.

your legs are trembling and you both hate and love how easy it is for him to get you like this. your skin is covered with a thin layer of sweat and you whimper, looking up at your boyfriend in awe. he's removed his glasses and his hair is disheveled from a long day at work. you didn't know it was possible for someone to be this hot while eating you out.

and so it doesn't take long before your release approaches and you're shudder with euphoria as you decline from your high.

"good girl," he hums, pleased with you cumming all over his face.

tsukishima's large hands toy with the ribbon around your neck. you recognize the calculating look in his eyes and shiver, wondering what he's thinking.

"since you're my present, i get to do whatever i want with you, right?" he asks, his golden brown eyes meeting yours.

"y-yes..." you stutter, hands resting uncertainly on his broad shoulders. he senses your nervousness and only leans down to kiss you. you sigh, leaning into him, body practically straddling him. you grind up against his thigh, your cunt rubbing deliciously over the hard muscle.

"dirty girl..." he grunts, shoving his thigh further against you. he knows you must be soaking wet down there. he'll worry about his pants and dry cleaning later.

"kei..." you murmur, resting your head on his shoulder. your hands pull at his sweater, "off, take this off."

"didn't know you were in position to make such demands..." he tsks, leaning back to take off the sweater. you never get tired of seeing him. of how lean and toned he is. his porcelain skin is going be tainted by the time you're done with him tonight.

moving over tsukishima wordlessly, you kiss down his jaw and neck, nipping and biting playfully at the skin. you run your hands over his chest and stomach, admiring the refined muscle and how it ripples under your touch. soft moans leave him and his skin flushes a rose pink. he tugs you off, laying you back on the sheets.

his eyes move and land on the strawberry shortcake and he—much to your dismay—grabs a glob with his bare hand. before you can complain about your ruined masterpiece, he looks to you with a glint in his eyes.

"i knew this cake was missing something..." he murmurs as he smears the food onto your breasts and stomach, "one ingredient that's rare, and only available to one person."

you feel your face burn as he looks at you mischievously.

pinching your cheek with his clean hand he coos, "i'm so lucky i don't have to share that ingredient with anyone else, aren't i?"

"i'm going to be all sticky after this," you whine, grimacing from the thought.

"sure, but it won't be from the cake." kei quips, making you slap his chest.

the hand you use to hit him is easily pinned to the bed. he laves his mouth along your neck, sucking up the cake into his mouth. you gasp quietly, feeling his teeth nip playfully at your skin every now and then.

"fuck, kei..." you whimper.

"i think this is a much more efficient way to eat, don't you agree?" he hums mouth moving down to your collarbone. the marks left behind from his handiwork please him but make him all the more greedy at the same time. "every part of your body is sweet just like this cake."

you whimper, arching your back up into him as the tender skin of your breasts is sucked on, his mouth not hesitating to leave bruises in his path. with the way he kisses and licks your skin, you truly feel worshipped. especially when he makes it his agenda to kiss every square inch of you. he ends his ministrations with kisses on your cunt, causing you to jerk from sensitivity of cumming earlier.

"don't think i can go back to eating strawberry shortcake normally after that." he admits and you laugh before sitting up.

you crawl to the tent in his pants, hands moving to undo his belt but hear a sound of displeasure.

"no time." he swat your hand away from his crotch. you pout until he pulls himself out from his confines, his cock slapping his stomach as he steps out of his pants and boxers.

he's leaking an evident amount of pre and you wonder what universe you had to be put in to not be able to suck him off in this moment.

he kneels between your body, stroking himself but making no urgent move to line up with your hole. he seems to enjoy your squirming and smirks at the look of frustration on your face.

"you look hot when you're desperate like this." he says, gripping himself just a little tighter at how vulnerable you look before him.

your body jerks when you feel the head of his cock brush against your cunt. the feeling dissolves but then he repeats the same motion again.

"kei i swear if you don't put it in—"

"then what?" he challenges, only running his tip over your folds once more.

"is it really a crime to want to see you cry for my cock?" he asks, slapping his shaft against you. "it's my birthday so you have to do as i say now. so tell me how much you want it."

when he's met with silence, he raises a brow, wondering why you aren't speaking. "did you not hear me? or are you already too dumb to speak? i haven't even fucked you yet."

his large hand slides up to the column of your throat and a gasp of surprise leaves you. "you're acting kind of bratty right now, and i don't like it. i don't even think you deserve my cock."

you protest, "wait! please! i—"

he taps his chin, "but that's a problem for both of us, isn't it?" he grunts, probing his tip at your entrance, pressing the tip in, but not moving any further. one move and you could have him inside of you easily, but you don't dare defy him. he'll just get more upset.

he continues, "because you won't believe how badly i want to be buried in this tight cunt. but i could just fuck my fist or your mouth and call it a day—"

"n-no! i don't want that!" you blurt.

he grabs your jaw, a stern look on his face. "this isn't about what you want, baby. it's about listening and behaving to what i want. now what do you say?"

your head bows and shame swallows you whole. "please, sir. please fuck me like you mean it."

the look on kei's face suggests that he isn't exactly pleased, and the click of his tongue confirms. "i think you can beg better than that, shortcake. you've cried harder over cuddling* than getting fucked."

"that's not—" you bite your lip when his glare falls on you, "sir please! i promise i'll be good! i'll do everything you say, i swear!"

call him a sadist but it isn't until he sees tears brimming your eyes does he fully sheath himself into. the motion makes you gasp, and your voice is suddenly lost due to the feeling of him.

"see, now this, is a birthday gift." he says, breathing shaking as your insides envelope him. you always invite him in so easily, that's how he knows his cock is made for you, and your cunt is made for him.

"k-kei..." you stutter, the fullness making your senses heightened.

"always feel like i'm celebrating something when i'm in you." he huffs, his face flush as he squeezes his eyes shut. "god, you always feel too good..."

the slow clap of his hefty balls against your ass begins to fill the room. he thinks you look pretty with the look of ecstasy on your face right now as his cock hits all of the parts of you that make your toes curl.

"creaming all over my cock like this, you might be the best present i've ever had." he grunts, moving his hand to play with your clit. "so pretty like this..."

and just like he knows, your nails dig into his back, gently but thoroughly scraping at his skin as he pounds into you. it takes everything in him to not cum right there and then. you find yourself babbling his name, chanting it and telling him how good he feels.

his mouth is moving over all parts of you to taste and lick the cake he missed from before. he groans something about you tasting sweeter today especially.

you don't get a chance to warn kei about your creeping orgasm, and just lock your legs around him as it all comes crashing down over you. he groans, nearly losing his composure as your cunt milks him. he swears before pulling out of you, flipping the two of you so that your body is on top of him.

"be a good present and ride me." he says, smacking your ass.

you waste no time and scramble to adjust yourself. your legs are still trembling when you sink back down on him but you can careless. you both groan, stilling for a moment, as you stare at each other. he laces his hand with yours and squeezes it again.

once accommodating the full and new feeling from the angle you're at, you slowly move on him.

"oh fuck." he hisses, head falling back against the pillows. you place your hands on his thighs before leaning back and bouncing yourself. his hands move over you, whispering words of affection and marveling you in his own quiet and loving way.

"god look at you," kei breathes, staring up at you like you're an angel descended from heaven. his mouth falls open slightly and soft moans escape as he watches you.

"always look so fucking beautiful when you ride me like this." he continues, conflicted on if he should lay back and view you or shove his face between his (yes, his because everything about you is his) tits.

as infuriating kei tsukishima can be, there's never a time that he doesn't make you feel so loved, and full of worth and praise. albeit these moments are shared more privately, but you won't trade the image of his half lidded eyes, flush face, and lovesick expression for anything else.

he decides to lay back and is pleasantly surprised when you lean over him anyways, offering the best view of your tits in his face. his large hands move to knead and play with them, then making you shudder and cry out of pleasure when he sucks on them.

"k-kei..." you breathe, voice caught in your throat as you grind down on him, flipping between that and bouncing on his cock. it's almost like your body is possessed in a way. he knows and you know just how cock hungry this man can make you and how your mind resorts to mush.

kei would get on his knees and thank the gods right now if he could just from seeing the sight of you so focused to getting yourself and him off with his dick. and he doesn't want to have it any other kind of way. there's a strange satisfying feeling to being used and he's not opposed to it.

"does it feel good, baby? does my cock make you feel this good? tell me." he ghosts his hands over your hips and groans, watching the sinful way that they move.

"f-fuck, feels so good, kei! i love sitting on your cock!" you whine, tears brimming your eyes. tsukishima feels himself throb in you before moaning again, not caring how desperate he sounds.

"yes, keep fucking me like this, don't stop." he gasps, trying his best to keep his hands from grabbing your hips and fucking up into you how he likes.

he can feel his resolve crumble as he approaches his high. "you're going to let me cum inside you, yeah? like the dirty girl that you are?" he smacks your ass, making you clench sinfully and deliciously on him.

you nod rapidly, nails digging into his ravished porcelain skin. "fuck yes, kei, i want all of it. cum inside of me, please!"

he grins, your whining riling him up as he pounds into you harder. he flips you over again and your legs are thrown over his shoulder and your body pinned down on the bed. everything is so loud and messy, but he's too hyper focused on filling you up to care.

"shit, fuck, i'm gonna cum. i'm going to fill you up so fucking full." he yanks you by your hair and kisses all down your neck. by his erratic breathing you know he's at his peak.

"kei, i'm—!" you gasp, your third orgasm seizing you as your cunt clamps down on him.

"ha—" he chokes, hips stilling and back shuddering as the dam inside of him breaks. the most lewd groan escapes him and you clench harder when feeling the warm of his cum spill into you. the throbbing from him evident as his balls fully empty themselves into you.

barely catching your breath, you reach up and kiss him. his mouth tastes like the cake you made him and you feel your face burn as you taste a hint of yourself as well.

your start to move yourself off of him and he grunts out of displeasure.

"not yet. just want to be in you for a bit longer." he says, hands gripping your hips tightly.

"okay." you respond, leaning down to kiss his face, neck, and collarbone. he shivers at your touch and you feel his cock twitch inside of you once more.

"you're going to start something you can't finish." he complains, pinching your side to get you to stop.

you laugh, hiding your face in his necks. "whatever you say. so...how was your birthday present?"

"i loved it. i'm going to put the photo on my desk at work." he answers, smirking as you bite his ear in warning.

"not that present, dummy." you sit up before gesturing to the bow around your neck.

tsukishima hums, his hand resting on your neck before looking at you.

"absolutely irreplaceable. i couldn't have asked for anything better, and i'm feeling incredibly lucky.

"well i'm glad, birthday boy," your eyes fall back on the food. "are you hungry? do you want more cake?"

"no...but speaking of cake, i just realized something." tsukishima says, playing with your fingers.

you tilt your head. "what?"

"your pussy always tastes the sweetest when i'm dripping out of it." he smiles.

3K notes · View notes

boyfhees · 2 years

Text

WHEN YOU'RE JEALOUS

ft. oikawa, kuroo, tsukishima, suna, akaashi, osamu

w. don't know mate lmk if you spot any

OIKAWA

"what was that for?" you ask, pointing at the box of chocolates as he stuffs them in his bag. "oh these? i helped a classmate with one of the assignments so she wanted to thank me," oikawa replies, missing the sour look on your face. "yeah okay, let's go," albeit, it didn't take him long to notice the pout on your face as you walk a few steps ahead of him, unlike usually. "are you jealous?" he asks mockingly, nudging your shoulders. "am not," — "you are," — "am not," — "you are," — "i am not jealous, 'ru." he pauses, looking at you as you avoid eye contact with him. "then you wouldn't mind if i eat the chocolates, and help her more frequently, right?" you shoot him a glare, blinking away just as quickly before walking again. "yeah, whatever," — "see, you are jealous ! oh my god, and you called me lame for being jealous over that boy last week !"

KUROO

he may deny it, but kuroo gets jealous easily. it doesn't even have to be a human, you can fawn over a character and manage to get him jealous. of course, he's good at hiding it, but you're even better at catching on with the taunting remarks. so when he notices your glare possibly burning holes on the florists back, he knows it's his time to shine. "can i get your numbe—" she asks, only for you to cut in the next second. "no. my boyfriend doesn't have a phone," you blurt out, completely ignoring that kuroo has been holding his phone in his hand. he laughs, putting hand around your shoulders, "i'm sorry, apparently i don't have a phone." you're quick to leave the scene before he catches up to your pace, eyes sparkling with teasing remarks. "jealous now, are we?" he mocks, earning a scoff in return. "shut up," — "jealously is a disease, yn. get well soon."

TSUKISHIMA

one thing you didn't expect today was some random girl crash your date with tsukishima after he helped her with certain things. and while it's clear that she's thanking him but it has been ten minutes and you're growing impatient. ( not to mention, you've got bookings for a movie ) so, you just stand at the distance, watching him as he's trying his best to have his way out of the conversation. "by the way, do you have a s/o?" she asks, a little too loudly and kei has never seen you so raged, or to put it in better words, restless. "yeah, they're standing there." and with that, he walks up to you, drinks in his hands as he passes one to you. "maybe if you'd've helped me, you wouldn't have to wait so long," he snickers as you roll your eyes. "actually, i thought you wanted to watch the movie with her." — "are you jealous?" you know he doesn't need an answer to know that you are.

SUNA

fortunately, or actually unfortunately enough, for you, suna is no stranger to confessions, compliments, or even flirty remarks. and usually, he dismisses them knowing that you don't want to see people hitting on him. however, this time he was having a blast watching you glare at the barista as she flirted with him while he made the payments. "can we meet up sometime—" she asks, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears which makes you roll your eyes and prompts you to interrupt the two. "no," you pause, standing next to suna. "my boyfriend isn't interested." you feel him chuckle next to him, brows furrowing at the sight of the barista breaking into giggles. "yeah no, pretty, it's a prank. just wanted to see your reaction," he clarifies, his words followed by a swift apology from the other girl as you snicker before pushing him away. "you suck," — "didn't see you complaining when she was asking me out."

AKAASHI

you feel your patience running thin with every second that akaashi spends with the girl from his physics class. it's not like you have a problem with him interacting with other people, but you do have a problem with her because she's clearly trying to flirt, very well aware that you're dating him. "keiji, shall we go?" you interrupt, lacing your hands with his. "let's meet on sunday—" she speaks but you beat her to it. "we're going on a date on sunday." cue akaashi going '???' with his eyes wide open because out of everything, a date was never on the list for weekends ( not like he complains, though ) good for you, she left without anymore questions, though with a bitter expression but you couldn't care less. "these people need to accept the truth that you're taken and stop flirting." you mumble, followed by his giggles as you send him a confused stare. "what's so funny?" and he laughs even more at your expression. "you're jealous." — "i'm not!" — "oh my god, you're jealous. i'm telling bokuto," he's isn't letting you live that down.

OSAMU

you've had enough of people confessing to him every other day, just because your relationship was private. well, it was your decision, and you already regret it. so when you spot another girl approaches him with a box of chocolates, you're quick to rush to the scene, wrapping your hands around his arms before shooting her a forced smile. "he appreciates the effort, but we're dating," first of all, he's shook because first, you're suddenly announcing the relationship publicly, and secondly, you're jealous, which is new for him. the girl leaves on her own accord after apologising, thankfully, and that's when osamu turns towards you, shooting a perplexed look. "you're jealous." you kind of dislike how he states it as matter of fact, especially with a straight face that morphs into a taunting expression within seconds. "what do you mean?" he chuckles at this newly found side of yours. "i just lost a bet with tsumu because i said you don't get jealous," — "you both made bets on this?" — "my money, yn."

4K notes · View notes

opallllhehe · 1 year

Text

I can just imagine mean tsukishima, ugh it makes my imaginary dick so unbelievably hard (≧∀≦)💗

Mean tsuki never letting you cum. You’ll be a panting mess, basically crying on his dick as you look up at him through tear soaked lashes and he’ll give you the benefit of the doubt; the sweetest smile he can muster up after playing with your pussy for an hour, and whisper oh so sweetly in your ear that ,“Yes, yes. You can cum. it’s okay sweet girl, I’ll make you cum.” He pats the side of your face and your eyes light up, new found relief pulsing through your veins as a few more tears roll down your face.

“Yes— yes! yesyesyes-” Your eyes roll back as your nails dig into tsukishima's shoulders while he bounces you up and down on his dick. God, he feels amazing inside of you, scraping against your plush walls and hitting that spot so deep inside of you (I know you know what I’m talking about) that it hurts but feels so good. Along with a little clit rubbing and it sends your body rushing towards your climax. Your hips jumping erratically against his hips, his big hands clamping onto your sides so tightly you could feel them already starting to hurt. Your so so close, leaning your head against his chest and throwing your arms around his neck, you could feel it so prominently the force of your climax coming in waves, it’s there oh god it’s,

“No, no— Kei! You- you said I could! Please, Keii—! How could you d-do—”

Gone.

“Oh my poor baby, M’ so sorry my hands must’ve slipped. Didn't mean to pull you off, whoops.” You were clenching around air, slick coating your inner thighs as you breathlessly cried out.

And he would make promise after promise, but never let you cum.

“S’ sorry angel. So, so sorry. Dnt’ mean to.”

“Oh, my bad.”

“Shh, s’ okay baby. M’ sorry let me put it back in, you can cum this time, okay? Promise.”

“Ok, last time.”

“This is really the last time. Mk’ I know that m’ sorry I said it 13 times already. I’m sorry, you can really do it this time, promise.”

#tsukishima smut #tsukishima fic #tsukishima x you #tsukishima kei #tsukishima drabbles #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima x y/n #hq tsukishima #haikyuu #haikyu x reader

906 notes · View notes

ayyyez · 11 months

Note

Can you mayhap do more goshiki and Tsuki headcanons? Maybe first date, first time, first kiss etc

A/N: oh yes more of the side haikyuu boys! sure thing!

TAGS: first kiss, making out, first date, first time mentions and descriptions but not explicit, mentions of foreplay but not explicit, headcanons, Tsukki being a little shit but also a secret simp, Goshiki being a loveable dork who sometimes gets a big head lol, undercut for length

CHARACTERS: Tsukishima Kei, Goshiki Tsutomu

TSUKISHIMA KEI

First and foremost, to date this guy you gotta be able to call him out on his shit because he NEEDS that.

Doesn't matter about personality in regards to being either shy/reserved and preferring to do it in private or being confident/ outspoken and doing it right there when its needed (or any combination of them) AS LONG AS IT HAPPENS! CALL HIM OUT!

It makes Tsukki respect you, listen to you (depends on the situation on whether he follows through on the change lol) and also is what makes him attracted to you in the first place.

See the thing is he wants to be seen so you calling him out leads to banter and banter leads to a familiar rapport and eventually one of you cracking (yes cracking because its a game of how long either of you can last without spilling your feelings!) and confessing.

Definitely a confess -> date -> kiss kinda guy but in saying that these things can totally all happen in the span of a week with him.

Once the balls rolling he moves FAST

Likes chill, casual dates and your first date is no different.

Something like a cafe, a lowkey restaurant to eat or even just going over each others houses for a study date.

Prefers being out of the eyes of the public.

Will also leave the control of the date (in general), including the venue, up to you (with those previous preferences as his contribution).

When it comes to telling you this though he's kind of jerky about it (to a strangers eye anyway) as Tch-ishima makes an appearence.

'Tch, we're just hanging out like usual.' and then will add 'Shouldn't a date be just us two and away from everyone else.' While internally he's just gunning for the date to be at home lol.

It also gives him ample opportunity to go in for that first kiss. Tsukki you sly guy!

Will never admit in a million years.

Feel free to try teasing and asking him about it though!

'So did just bring me back here to try and pull this huh?' Right after a kiss.

He'll just give you one of those smirks and poke your forehead.

'I don't know did I?'

Tries to act indifferent but you see that smirk soften ever so slightly into to a the hint of a real smile.

Psh what a dork. Forever the internal simp.

While he moves fast in terms of the from first date to first kiss scene the first time comes with a bit more time.

He's ever so patient with that kind of thing and doesn't really see the whole point of rushing in unprepared that leads to everyone having an awkward ehem unpleasant time.

Okay so maybe thats a bit of a mild—not fear exactly—it's definitely a bit of a concern though. So he keeps those kisses wanting and makeouts steamy but cuts them off Jussssst~ when they're about to get good.

It's not on purpose he's just got to stay in control ya'know?

He's not letting those floodgates open until you bring it up. Maybe a part of him wants you to beg a little. It's not a must of course! He's just not opposed to it.

This is the part where you can comply or give him a little smack upside the head to reground himself. It gets a smirk either way.

Either way the first time with Tsukki comes when you ask for more and you both agree to finally (your words not his) move forward. Tsukki is the kind of guy who has the patience to wait a lifetime. No qualms.

Once you've got him going though. He's like oh damn. This is something else. Even better than those makeout sessions!

A first time with Tsukki is a more drawn out first time. It's exploratory and sensory with lots of touching and not lots of talking (unless it's from you, it's okay to be a nervous talker - he's just only going to talk when necessary or to respond).

There's definitely communication for needs from him he's just not the type to have a chat during (at least in the first time and early days).

He also has a concentration frown and sometimes he's biting his lip so hard your afraid it's going to break and bleed. It's cute honestly.

Lots of foreplay before the main act. Lots of exploratory touching. There's no jumping in even though it's the first time. He takes his time and his patience can be frustrating at this point if you wanna just GO.

He can get a little teasing here. It's where he probably talks the most. 'Oh raring to go huh? Well lets just take our time.' Little shit lol.

Once you're doing it though he's actually pretty sweet. Making sure you're okay. You're comfortable. Expects the same from you too. It's an act of trust after all.

May confess a sweet thing or two during. Depends on how he's vibing. Feels a bit awkward about it afterwards but won't take it back. Just will tell you to shut up if you tease him about it.

Perfect time to make him blush. Yes he will get you water and help clean each other up and spoon you after if you are into that. It's good manners afterall.

GOSHIKI TSUTOMOU

Goshiki is a little sweetie okay and deserves someone who appreciates and respects him.

However much like Tsukki it's kind of the same where you have to be real with him and tell him when he's getting a too big head sometimes.

Definitely a friendship to lovers vibe or even a you respected me to call me out as an acquaintance then I fell in love with you and chased after you vibe (Goshiki being the chaser lol)

Goshiki is definitely a 'fall in love at first sight' kind of vibe. Like he doesn't actually but he thinks he does. He just gets swept up very easily by people who make a strong impact on him and runs with it.

Him chasing you can go two ways depending on the type of person you are and how you want this sweetie to react.

You could be the type to catch on to his very obvious crush on you. He's not stealthy about it to the point it's likely his whole team knows lmao and whats worse is he THINKS he's so clever, calm and collected about it but he's...the opposite lol.

Using this information you could do you both a favour and just confess to him first. Goshiki will become the most flustered mess you've ever seen.

He'll be bright red, shocked silent until he barely recovers, saying 'Haha of course you wanna date me!' while also internally is like Omg you want to date me!?

But you know him. You've learnt to read the doubt behind his eyes whenever such words leave his lips.

'Yeah I want to date you, so whats your answer?' You reiterate.

This throws him of balance again and he's spluttering because oh yeah this isn't one of his daydreams he has about being the best ace and getting his crush. This actually is his crush asking him out.

'Yes please.' He manages to get out. Ever so polite just as his parents taught him. It takes everything in you to keep your smile composed and not laugh at him. Adorable.

The OTHER WAY this could go if you're not one to ask someone out or if you just want to see what he'll do, is wait. He'll sit on his crush until he just sort of explodes.

It'll take awhile of him running over to you at every opportunity he gets, you can always count on it like clockwork.

Then one day he's not there? Nor the next or the next. You kind of get worried. You see a friend of his wave them over and begin to ask when you FINALLY see Goshiki come over.

he's redder than usual, frown on his face like he'd been....sulking? huh.

Wraps his hand around your wrist. 'Can we go?'

'okay?'

Tugs! Tugs you away somewhere a bit more secluded. Away from prying eyes.

You stand there and scan his expression. Still stuck in a sulky frown. Almost pouting? huh cute.

'Do you-' He stops looking down. 'Will you-' He stops again groaning. 'I'm the ace right?'

'Huh?' Okay major confusion. 'Yeah?'

'So that makes me pretty cool right?'

You frowned, scanning him up and down. Was Goshiki asking if you thought he was cool? With a sulky expression? Something had to be going on.

'Naturally.' You cleared your throat watching him smile. 'Whats going on?'

'Well since I'm the coolest guy you know it's your lucky day since I've got a question for you!'

And with that Goshiki went bright red and stumbled into asking you out in his own awkward, self concious way.

Very sweet when the two of you start dating. Always trying to show off for you and share volleyball with you but also shows that he makes you one of his priorities.

Heckin loves food so loves food dates especially to lowkey restaurants, loves showing off in this regard by showing you nice places but likes to be spoiled too so show him cool places.

A sucker for hand holding. Thinks its peak affection along with cheek kissing.

Takes him awhile to move up with physical affection because he combusts and gets anxious about it and his feelings. He's self concious from various complexes he's developed over time.

You probably have to initiate the first kiss or have to make do with being VERY patient. He's so shy. If you do intiate it be prepared for him being flustered. It's cute.

Making out is a very big deal to transition to as well. You gotta talk him through it. He's all stiff, clattering teeth and noses and forehead bumping at first. Whoops. Its sweet though.

Once he gets though he REALLY gets it! Really gets into it too like this boy is a quick study after all and he just gets the kissing bug. It'll be you who will be like OKAY BABY WE GOTTA COME UP FOR AIR YOU'RE ALL RED AND ABOUT TO PASS OUT.

But he looks~ well if looks could kill~ he's a hot mess you could devour right then and there. All red, flustered, panting? Lips all slick? Love bites on the neck? Hair disheveled? Hello Goshiki where have you been hiding?

First time is much like the first kiss in terms off nerves. He's all stiff and jumpy.

Again, you'll have to talk him through it but it doesn't mean he won't attempt to take initiative. It's a team effort on both fronts. It won't be drawn out though, he's too worked up and nervous.

A lot of bumping into each other and awkward moments but there's also a lot of sweet moments and feeling good.

Lots of communication and awkward mess talking. Lots of kissing and touching. Grab his hair for good moans hehe.

Things are loud with Goshiki. He's vocal, he can't help it. Don't make fun of him though he's sensitive.

He needs aftercare in form of cuddles and pillowtalk. Very clingy after and he's also VERY warm so if you run cold then good news for you! You've now got your own personal heater.

491 notes · View notes

torhues · 1 year

Text

tsukishima kei.

"you're crying," tsukishima speaks over your soft sobs filling the atmosphere around an empty staircase.

"thanks for noticing, idiot," even though your throat is soar and you're barely in a position to say something, you manage to utter words of delightful gratitude, or insult, whatever fits the situation better.

he sighs, and you feel him sit next to you. to be honest, he's the last person you expected to see at the moment, and also the last person you wished would see you in your current state.

you don't have anything against again, not at all, but neither of you can stand each other's presence, especially you. perhaps, it's the way he refuses to compromise, or the moments he straight up calls your ideas stupid and lame, always getting on your nerves. tsukishima isn't a half bad student, but he sure is the worst project partner you could've been assigned.

another sigh escapes his lips. "if you would tell me what happened, maybe i can help,"

"yeah, no thanks, asshole," you reply.

"i don't see the need to call me names when i'm being nice to you,"

"jesus, tsukishima, i don't want to talk to anyone right now so please leave me alone," there's annoyance in your voice, hints of anger in your eyes, a frown on your face while you try your best to compose yourself and not break down.

it doesn't faze him.

tsukishima doesn't even blink. in fact, he looks at you as if he's used to seeing you this way. his eyes are still brimming with indifference, or maybe there's a little bit of emotion— warmth— you don't know, it's hard to figure out. reading him is hard because on other days, tsukishima doesn't seem to care.

he takes a deep breath, pulling out his phone from the pocket before leaning against the step behind him. "guess we're staying quiet,"

and you don't know why he doesn't leave.

the typical tsukishima would be with his friend or in a corner of the classroom, sitting by himself with air-pods plugged in. some say he listens to crime podcasts while others have seen him re-listen to the lectures, which could be the reason behind his excellent grades. on normal days, he would call you stupid for minor miscalculations in mathematics, suggesting that you should sign up for remedial classes before it's too late.

maybe, it's the significant change in weather today that has got him acting this way. maybe, he just needs someone to kill his boredom and coincidently, you happen to need someone who would lend you an ear.

"i broke up with my boyfriend," you begin, eyes on the gray tiles, voice low enough to equalize a whisper. "well, he broke up with me, and even though i said that i fucking hate him and that i'm better off without him, it hurts, y'know?"

tsukishima sighs again. it's a lighter one this time, like a sigh of relief, a sigh without stress, a sigh of comfort. you wait for him to speak but, all you hear is silence. for a second, you wonder if it was a wrong decision to tell him this in the first place, and the reason is far beyond the ideologies of sharing your weakness with your biggest rival. to put it simply, you don't think tsukishima is the right person to find comfort within.

he slips his phone back inside the pocket. "you curse a lot when you're angry, or upset,"

"is that what you inferred from everything i told you?"

he shrugs. "perhaps,"

"gosh, i new this was a bad idea," actually, you thought it was a good idea to share a few things with him, just for a brief second. of course, this isn't the only decision you'd be regretting, but you still hope you could go back in time and stop yourself while you still had the chance.

you grab your bag, swinging it up your shoulders before taking a last look at him, hoping he'd say something else, something worth noting instead of initiating pointless talks. when nothing comes your way from his side, you decide to leave on your own accord, for your own good.

"crying over men is lame," his words make you halt in your way. "just saying," and it's surprising and equally fascinating to hear something along those lines from his mouth.

"i know," you chuckle, "but, some of us have it tough out there,"

"you're not some random person. you decked your friend's ex because he cheated on her," first things first, you don't know the need to bring that up. you were in first year and had subpar hatred for people to cheat on their significant others— still do— but the current you wouldn't deck someone. and secondly, you don't know how that has anything to do with your relationship.

"hey, now, that was a different case,"

"you can deck your ex too," he states with a monotonous voice, being ever so serious and certain of his words as if they're wedding vows. "i don't see how that's any different,"

a trail of silence follows. you almost consider his words, almost, and brush off those thoughts from your mind the very next second. you take a look at his face, wondering if he's joking, but reading tsukishima has always been so hard, you don't know if his eyes resonate with a mere prank or if they spell something else out loud.

"minato treated me well, tsukishima," you retort, "i don't know what's going on in that head of yours but, don't make any assumptions,"

the slight necessity to clarify your relationship compelled those words to fall off your lips. although, you did broke up on bad terms, the period while you were with him wasn't half bad. you both had your share of happiness and sorrow, arguments and comfort, just like any other normal relationship would. maybe that's why now that you've broken up, it hurts more, and perhaps, the reason is not him but instead, everything that the two of you had.

"well, you've got other guys out there," once again, tsukishima's words pull out of your thoughts. his expression is ambiguous and his gaze mirror something that you've never seen in his eyes. you take your time to come up with a response, knowing that while his words means more than what they seem to.

and when you don't say anything for the next new seconds, tsukishima stands up, taking a step towards you. "i'm saying, you have me,"

#♡ hues'.#♡ handmade.#haikyuu #tsukishima kei #tsukishima x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu tsukishima #haikyuu fic #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu headcanons #tsukishima fluff #tsukishima headcanons #tsukishima drabbles #tsukishima fic #hq tsukishima

2K notes · View notes

priniya · 2 years

Text

JEALOUSY !

sumarry: tsukishima gets extremely jealous when a certain outside hitter tries to hit on you, unbeknownst to him – you’re already taken and your boyfriend doesn’t like sharing.

notes: tsukishima kei x reader, jealous type of boyfriend, also a brief moment of iwaizumi hajime x reader. also reader is way shorter than kei, but if you’re tall just skip the part. also not proofread.

word count: 1.3k

kei didn’t want to be at the party in the first place. he has been a more introverted kind of person throughout his whole life, and changing it wasn’t even a thing in his mind. but you asked him to be there. and there was nothing that could make tsukishima refuse you. you were the only one occupying the boy’s brain all the time anyway.

so when he agreed to your idea, you promised to send him the address and smiled delightedly. it would be your first social event since you started dating a few weeks ago. and since you two attended different schools, no one besides yamaguchi and kageyama knew.

it was definitely a sweet thing, enjoying each other’s presence without being forced to hear mean comments how you two didn’t fit together or something else that would’ve just got on your nerves and the boy would have to calm you before you threw hands on someone.

before tsukishima got to the house of your classmate, you had already been there, dropped off by your mom, who wanted to be sure of your location. a quick promise to be walked home by someone was said and you were free, waiting on your boyfriend.

me: text me when you get here and i’ll find you somewhere

the house was filled with seijoh students from different years and classes. you could recognize most of them, as you weren’t really someone new there. tōru oikawa, the school’s star, standing next to matsukawa and hamaki somewhere nearby the staircase, tanjiro from the basketball team was talking to a girl from a year above while a third year was talking to someone you couldn’t see.

the heavy scent of alcohol mixed with smoke itched your nostrils, and you grimaced as you entered the kitchen, accidentally bumping into someone.

“hey, you’re alright?” a familiar voice spoke out, his hands on your arms to prevent you from falling. “l/n-san, nice to see you here.” with that words said, you realized it was iwaizumi hajime who you were talking to.

“don’t say you didn’t expect me to be here, iwaizumi-san.” you laughed, moving to be closer to the counter, pouring yourself a drink. you could feel his eyes tracing around your body, as if the ace tried to remember your curves like it was the last time you see each other. unfortunately for iwaizumi, you were too oblivious to catch a sign. “what you’re looking at?”

“uh-” he stuttered, flushing like a tomato. “your dress. it brings out your curves, you look gorgeous.” hajime added after a minute, bringing his eyes up to your face.

you looked more than just gorgeous, you looked ethereal. with the perfect, black eyeliner on your eyelids with an eyeshadow that fitted your eye colour. and oh my god the dress. you wore a tight, backless, black dress with a split on your left thigh (your mom wasn’t too pleased about it tho).

it was the first time you dressed like that to a friday party, always wearing cargo pants and tank tops with a zipper hoodie you once stole from tobio. your boyfriend was the reason why you dressed like that, you wanted to see him breathless, happy having a girlfriend that hot.

“thank you.” a soft smile spread over your mouth as you took a sip of your drink. “is there any occasion? wanna catch somebody’s eye?” the boy asked, his eyes not leaving your lips.

“actually… yes.” you laughed at the sound of your reply, and leaned your back on the counter behind you. iwaizumi swore he could feel his heart skip a beat upon hearing your words. he knew you had a long time crush on him in the junior high, and now he felt like the heavens finally gave him a chance.

“hey, uh. i’ve been meaning to ask you this for a while now.” he began, getting a little closer to you. “wouldn’t you like to go out somewhere next sunday? like on a date.”

that’s when you connected the dots and froze. he thought you were talking about him. out of all people, it had to be hajime that you bumped in. gosh. you chugged down your drink before revealing you’re in a happy relationship, but eventually it wasn’t you who said that.

“maybe in two weeks? she’s already going out with her boyfriend on that sunday.” kei, who walked to the two of you out of sudden, remarked harshly, wrapping an arm around your waist. pulling you away from the ace, gently but swiftly.

“oh.” was the only thing that came from hajime.

tsukishima didn’t need to hear any more, pushing the respect for his seniors aside in his mind, he took your hand in his and walked out of the kitchen. and when normally he wasn’t the one to show any affection in public, then that day was an exception. maybe for the extreme jealousy he felt rushing in his veins when he noticed you with hajime and especially after hearing how he tried to ask you out.

and before you could even realize, his lips crushed into yours passionately. in public, so everyone from your school could see it and not hit on you anymore. after a few moments, you would just drag your boyfriend into an empty room, right. a rush of adrenaline must have got to him when he sat you down on a drawer, so the kisses would be more comfortable for both of you since the height difference.

he pulled away for a second, cupping your cheek with his hand and aside from melting under his soft touch, you melted even more after seeing how kei smiled at you. “you don’t even know how much i love you.” he empathized. “i don’t even know if i ever felt something like that towards anyone else. if someone ever had me choosing between something and you, i’d always choose you.”

tsukishima’s words destroyed you. it wasn’t anything bad, obviously, but it was the third time he spoke up about his feelings towards you, the first happened when you misunderstood his intention and thought of your first-date as a casual, friends hangout, the second when he confessed he likes you in a way he doesn’t like anyone else and now… he dropped the L-bomb. your boyfriend has never been the type of someone who’s fond of his words, and expressing emotions was hard for him as well. you felt your eyes watering, and thank god that you chose waterproof mascara.

“did i say something wrong…?” he was confused by your reaction, he knew you so well, yet he couldn’t tell why his girlfriend was crying in the first place. you immediately shook your head and by pulling in the fabric of his collar, you kissed him again. hands on the back of his neck, rubbing it gently, while his wandered around the length of your thighs.

“i love you” you spoke out as he pressed his forehead to yours. you could feel his body loosen up upon hearing your confession. “and there’s never gonna be anyone better for me than you.”

“next thing, me, you in that dress and a dinner at my house together on sunday?” he smiled at you, caressing soft circles on your leg. “and then afterwards, me, you in my hoodie and whatever movie you wanna watch.”

“i don’t know if i’m free, baby. gotta stand in line.” you chuckled as tsukishima rolled his eyes. “hmm, but if you say i get to keep the hoodie, then i can cancel some guys.”

“it’s not like you wouldn’t keep it anyway.”

(another part of tsukishima x seijoh!reader, here)

2K notes · View notes

basilly · 2 years

Text

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐁𝐎𝐘

|| ➼ boyfriend things

characters: tsukishima, iwazumi, yamaguchi, & akaashi

warning: no pronouns, fluff!

a/n: more characters coming soon! | part 1 here !

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ tsukishima found himself thinking of you whenever certain songs came up in his shuffle. immediately, he would click 'add to playlist', selecting the one labelled 'idiot <3'. later, he would show you the new ones he added, subtly asking you to look at it. over time, the playlist was far too long and he had to make a second one. (aka 'idiot pt 2')

playlists is his little love language. instead of asking you out, he showed you a "playlist" that had titles lined up to say "will you go out with me?" (to which you would take a picture and frame FOREVER). some nights with tsukki consist of long hugs and listening to the playlist, soft kisses placed on your nose in the dim light of his desk lamp.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ yamaguchi loves the mere sight of you. studying every little feature, he thinks you're so perfect. he knows what it's like to be insecure about imperfections so he makes it his goal to let you know how much he loves everything about you. he will rest his forehead against yours and tell you how stunning you looked, or a very specific compliment. he's so cute you can't help but move forward to give him a kiss.

with yamaguchi, life is full of little gifts that reminds him of you- it could be a flower from a bush or a cute snack he saw after practice. he makes sure you are well cared for, reminding you to bring an umbrella if it's going to rain or offering his scarf to you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ akaashi, the saviour, was always there for you. as you always struggled with the small clasp on jewelry, akaashi often came to your aid. nimbly securing it around your neck, he places a soft kiss on your shoulder when complete while wrapping his arms around your waist. humming, he admires how amazing you looked in the mirror in front of you.

he can only think about how lucky he is, every little breathing moment, to have someone like you. everyone says you have him wrapped around your pinky finger and he would be lying if he said he wasn't. one day he wishes instead of having to clasp a necklace on your neck, he would be able to slide a ring on your finger.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ iwazumi makes sure you don't forget anything in his own little way- by leaving little notes for you around the house. it's as simple as a sticky note on the mirror with "don't forget your packet of papers!" that was essential to your presentation. if you're REALLY forgetful he puts a million around the house in order, knowing your daily routine.

he would definitely leave a couple others around the house for you to find as a little scavenger hunt. "hey look you found this one! you looked amazing today :)" it's so simple but it warms your heart and gives you that crush rush feeling. you savour each and every note, placing them in a little box. you wouldn't show him though, he'd turn red at the thought of you rereading them out loud to you.

1K notes · View notes

lookingforlia · 1 year

Text

Tsukishima x reader

Genre : fluff , comfort .

Cuddling with tsukishima feels so nice , because he's tall his hands reach all the way around your back . And you can easily rest your head on his chest or shoulder. He's acts like he hates affection . But would whine if you pull away from his embrace because he secretly loves the way he can feel your soft heartbeat against his skin . There's something very intimate about that.

He wouldn't wanna admit it but he likes the softness of the moment and the comfort of being in each other's embrace. It makes him feel loved.

You kiss the tip of his nose before softly connecting your lips with his melting into a soft kiss . When you pull away you find his eyes darting away , anywhere except meeting yours.

You second-guess yourself before he nuzzles his nose in the skin of your neck burying his face in your skin .

"you good ?" You ask running your fingers through his soft hair .

"mhm" you feel him softly mumbling into your neck . Bathing into your scent. Still refusing to meet your eyes . "Gimme a second ." He says taking you aback for a second .

But then you take notice of the violent red color on his ears .

" Are you blushing tsuuki ? " You tease him . In response he tightens his arms around you mumbling a quiet "shut up ."

651 notes · View notes

thelittlewriter · 1 year

Text

Tomorrow

Pairing : Tsukishima x Reader

"Kei !" he heard a scream behind him.

He sighed. He heard you run to him.

"What's wrong ?" he asked.

You had a wide smile on your face when you said :

"Nothing ! Can't I just talk to you ?"

He hummed but didn't really answer. He never did. It was almost as if you were talking to a statue. He had almost nothing to say to you. People thought the two of you were good friends, seeing that he never told you to leave. But it wasn't always enough for you. He could tell. He was too silent.

You were still talking about your day. He wanted to say something but it was like you couldn't stop talking. He didn't even know what he wanted to say. Just something, anything, actual words, coming out of his mouth for once. It was better than what he had been doing so far. Until now, you had guessed that he didn't hate you because he never pushed you away. But he didn't want you to think that you didn't hate him, he wanted you to know that he liked you. You were nice and funny, and you always had something interesting to say. But it wasn't like he could say just that, could he ?

The two of you sat on a bench.

"I have a cake, do you want some ?"

"No," he only answered.

He saw you pout. It was barely visible like you were trying to hide your disappointment. You quickly smiled at him. You were good at hiding your feelings. But not good enough.

"OK," he finally said. "Just a little."

You smiled. He took a small part in his hand. It was very small, but he truly wasn't hungry. He put the cake in his mouth.

"The things I'd do for Y/N," he thought.

He hated that he was weak for you. But when he saw your smile as you asked how the cake tasted, he didn't regret it. He was just waiting. Hoping you would confess because he couldn't do it first.

"Kei, is something wrong ?"

He shook his head, the cake still in his mouth.

He didn't have anything to say to you. He could tell you that he like and then what ? Ask you on a date ? What would he say ? How could he make you stay ?

He felt a finger on his cheek. He turned to you. You had a frown on your face.

"Something's wrong," you said.

He sighed. There was nothing he could hide from you. He knew that he bore an expressionless face most of the time. Yet, you could see right through him. There were only a few people who could do that. And among them, you were the only one...

"You don't wanna tell me ?"

He looked away. If he did, what would happen next ?

"It's fine if you don't want to. Maybe you'll find an answer to your problem tomorrow."

You had a big smile on your face. You were quietly eating your cake. You were rarely silent but right now, it felt right.

"Tomorrow," he said.

You looked at him with a frown.

"I'll tell you tomorrow."

He didn't know what would happen next. You could reject him or accept him, but it didn't really matter. It wasn't like it mattered anyway. The way you felt didn't change how he did. Nothing would.

"Ok then," you said. "Tomorrow."

Hey ! I hope you had a great day and I hoped you liked it (even if it's a bit short). I wanted to post something today since it's been a while...

550 notes · View notes

vampkaashis-wife · 2 years

Text

Tsukishima walks through the door, slipping off his shoes and into the slippers he likes to wear inside. The rhythms of the evening persist as they do every evening; the clink of his keys as he puts them back in his bag, the steady footfall of you coming to greet him, the soft thunk of his bag as he places it on the ground.

And when he looks up from all that, there you are in front of him, a smile on your face. “Welcome home.”

He hums. “I brought dinner. Couldn’t get that katsudon out of my head after we talked about it yesterday.”

“Did you-”

“Obviously, I also bought some takoyaki even though it doesn’t taste as good as eating in-store, but I’m not trying to get massacred tonight.”

You smile. “You know me too well.”

“If I didn’t, who would?” Then he pauses. “Don’t answer that.”

“You’re so silly, asking questions you don’t want answers to.”

He sneers, but it’s merely in jest. “Shut up and tell me about your day.”

“I can’t do both, Kei.”

“Figure it out.”

He starts to unpack the contents of the takeout bag, opening all the boxes and arranging them on the table as you sit across from him. It’s all very domestic, this moment. Very natural and comforting in ways he wouldn’t dare imagine a few years prior.

“Wait, hold on a second.” He interrupts the story you were just starting about your day at work. “Woah, wait, hold on just a second.”

“What?” You can see the tetris pieces locking together in his head, but you still have to wait to figure out what exactly he’s realized.

“You’ve ruined me!”

“What are you talking about, you drama queen?”

“You’ve made me soft,” he pouts. “I used to know what I wanted in life, I had dreams, I had ambitions.”

You roll your eyes. “You still have those, babe. I didn’t take them from you.”

“Yeah, but... Those took the backseat.”

“What took the front seat?”

“You,” he answers honestly. “This.”

“Katsudon? Your katsudon overshadowed your dreams and ambitions?”

“Coming home to you,” he says. “I don’t know when I got so comfortable here... but know that you’re never getting rid of me now. I spent a few seconds trying to imagine the future... And every single thing I imagined had you in it.”

“That’s how a relationship works, I suppose. I’ve been doing that for years.”

“Years??” He all but screeches. “And you didn’t tell me?”

“I did tell you.”

“Nuh uh.”

“You are such a child. Eat your damn dinner.”

This is not the first time Tsukishima Kei realized he was in love with you. It certainly wouldn’t be the last, either. But something was profound about this one. Something exciting in the mundanity of it all.

The rhythms of the evening persist as they do every evening: the clatter of utensils and quiet bickering, the offers to refill water cups and grab extra napkins.

Ruined.

If Tsukishima ever had to live without these moments, he wouldn’t know what to do with himself. (Good thing he’ll never have to figure it out)

#tsukishima fluff #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima scenarios #tsukishima fic #haikyuu drabble #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu x reader

2K notes · View notes

hyeque · 2 years

Text

messenger [tsukishima kei]

synopsis: you and yamaguchi are best friends with tsukishima. nearly everyday girls come up to the two of you to ask about the blonde and you both have had just enough. little do you know that yamaguchi has a plan of his own to get the chatting to stop...

notes: based off the sole fact that it's canon that girls only go up to yamaguchi to ask him about tsukki, which obviously means he's popular with girls. this was originally written as a stand-alone but i decided to submit it for lexi's @suckerforsugawara first time for everything collab! i apologize for how late this is, writer’s block got the best of me.

warnings: reader is very much in their head, angst at first but eventual fluff with good ending

word count: 4kei

for as smart as tsukishima kei is, he sure is oblivious to how girls flirt with him.

everyday a good number of girls around campus whisper and talk about how they find the blonde middle blocker attractive. about how much a good boyfriend he would make. it amazes you to no end how much the tall and silent type attract people. you could probably end up rich with how much you hear about him, because there's seriously not one day where you don't hear his name.

at first, most of the comments make you laugh. over time though, you begin to roll your eyes and scoff. you don't understand why so many people like him. half the time you see how tsukishima interacts with hinata and kageyama and it isn't in the nicest or most pleasant way. it just looks like a complete circus act. you truly feel sorry for daichi and suga.

tsukishima is just...mean. if you had a boyfriend who treated you like that, you'd dump him on the spot.

but maybe you are a hypocrite because while you think of all these things, you're still friends with him.

...if you can even call it that—you're sure tsukishima just 'tolerates' you. but the fact that you and yamaguchi are the two he spends the most time with obviously means something. he also begrudgingly helps you with your homework and walks you home from class all the time.

it means something...right?

today is no different from many other days as you watch hinata and kageyama get into a heated screaming match about god knows what. tsukishima is on the side snickering to yamaguchi. everyone else is helplessly by standing.

but you, on the other hand, are in your own little world. you're one of the managers for karasuno university's volleyball team. currently, you're filling up water bottles for the team. being in the role as manager, you've become a master at zoning out hinata and kageyama's bickering.

but you did not expect that this skill would one day work against you.

"hinata, kageyama! watch out!" ennoshita shouts, but it's already too late. you feel the unruly force of a volleyball hit you, making you drop the bottles you're filling up and spill water on the ground.

"are you okay?" yamaguchi rushes to help you to your feet, shooting the offending people a small glare. kageyama and hinata shiver at tadashi's gaze and begin to profusely apologize.

"i'm okay, yams. thank you." you dust off your clothes and laugh, "it's nothing i can't help when those two get carried away."

"we are so sorry!" hinata cries, nearly tripping over himself to get to you. kageyama sheepishly let's out a 'sorry' before his face flushes a bright red.

you open your mouth to assure them you're fine, but a certain voice beats you to it.

"are you two that incompetent that you'll take out our manager in the middle of one of your childish games?" the voice hisses. "i knew the two of you were stupid, but you both surprise me every day. i have to start lowering my bar more."

you don't have to turn to know who it is.

tsukishima turns to you, a displeased look on his face. if you squint, you can see his concern. "and you really need to work on watching your surroundings. i'd rather not have to take you to the hospital." he scolds, picking up the bottles from the ground. he swats your hand away when you reach out for them and you puff out your cheeks, frustrated.

he always does this, where you can't tell if he cares for you, or if he's just being mean. maybe you’re reading into things too closely.

you watch his eyes scan your figure intently and you flinch when you feel him touch you. your breath hitches at how close he is, close enough to see the specks of gold in his eyes from behind the lenses of his sports googles.

his hand gently turns your face to either side, "are you hurt anywhere?"

at the feeling of his hand on your arm, you feel it burn at the source of his touch. you quickly recover and answer that you're fine. he studies your face for a moment longer to detect if you're lying but doesn't prod for any more answers.

not too far away does yamaguchi note the gesture between you two, but doesn't say anything.

the rest of practice runs by smoothly and you have practically forgotten that you were hit with a volleyball. before you know it, it's over and everyone calls it a day before filing out to the lock room.

tsukishima announces that he has to go somewhere after practice and for you and yamaguchi to not wait up for him. neither of you question him on his whereabouts because chances are he won't even tell you anyways.

as punishment for hitting you with the volleyball, kageyama and hinata are responsible for cleaning up the gym and locking up, which gives you the advantage of getting home early. down to two, you and yamaguchi start your trek home, the convo floating between school, volleyball, and other interests.

"yamaguchi-san?"

the two of you turn at the sound of a girl. she looks anxious and nervous and holds a pink envelope in her hands.

"hi! what can i do for you?" he smiles, green eyes bright and inviting.

the girl seems to gain confidence at yamaguchi's smile. "i have this confession for tsukishima-kun...but i don't know how to give it to him, so i was wondering if you would give it to him for me?" the girl explains shyly. her eyes shift to you and widen. "you're not dating tsukishima-san are you?"

your eyes widen at the accusation and you bust out a laugh, hard. maybe too hard.

"me? date him? i could never!"

after your embarrassing and short-lived laughing party, yamaguchi reluctantly agrees to take the letter to give to tsukishima. a strange feeling wells up in your chest at the sight, and you don't know why you felt disappointed in him doing so.

as soon as the girl leaves, you see yamaguchi's shoulders sag and his smile fades.

"what's wrong, yams?" you nudge your best friend in the side, noting the way he picks at the skin on his hand anxiously.

"nothing," he answers, "we need to get going now."

you pull him back. "it's not 'nothing'. come on, what is it?"

you watch as he takes a moment to gather his thoughts before he replies, "i appreciate and care about tsukki and all, but it really sucks that girls only talk to me about him." he pouts, puffing out his cheeks.

"it's probably because you're much more approachable than mr. blonde beanpole." you suggest, shrugging your shoulders. "frankly, I don't know why or what people see in him. he's not very people-friendly. plus he always walks around with a scowl on his face. but i too wish they would stop asking us about him. what did suckyshima do to get so many confessions all the time..."

your freckled faced friend raises his brows, amused by your passionate rambling. "are you jealous?" he asks, head tilting in inquiry.

"w-what? no! why would i be?" you scoff, feeling your heart race in your chest. "the only thing i'm jealous of is that beanpole blonde's attention." you say. "i would very much like to be confessed to as often as he gets!"

"you would hate it," yamaguchi chuckles, "you don't even like getting attention. especially from guys."

you click your tongue, not knowing how to disagree with him. "maybe, but it wouldn't hurt to have it happen once in a while, you know?" you sigh, "i can't go my entire life without experiencing a confession!"

you must've had a terrible past life to have such an unlucky dating experience. you've never had a guy ask you out. and while you don't like to be arrogant you consider yourself cute and a decent person—more so decent than glasses-kun.

"well, more guys would approach you if it wasn't for tsukki." yamaguchi says, and immediately upon speaking covers his mouth.

you raise a brow at your friend, "eh? what do you mean by that?"

before he can answer, you huff, "you're telling me blondie is messing up my love life? what does he gain from doing that?" you huff, feeling irritated that the number of cute boys you could've encountered is very little due to the fact that they were being cockblocked by the most annoying person on the planet.

yamaguchi would never tell you, and god bless your soul, but he's forever thankful for how oblivious you are at times. his skin is saved from having to explain to tsukishima why his crush on you has been outed.

but on the other hand, he desperately wants these confession shenanigans to be over with and for the two of you to confess to each other. to him, it's painfully obvious that there are shared feelings but neither one of you want to acknowledge the fact that there's something going on. he'd rather take the risk of tsukishima biting his head off if it means you two will end up together.

"let's just say that the two of you complain about each other too much for there not to be something going on between you two." yamaguchi says. "i just wish you'd both make out with each other or something."

panic swarms you, at the meer thought of locking lips with blondie. "tadashi, i would never be caught kissing him. i'd rather be dead." you say sternly, although an itch in your throat tells you otherwise.

"yeah, i totally got the vibe of that earlier when he came over to see if you were okay." he laughs, rolling his eyes.

"it didn't mean anything, he was just oddly nice..." you argue, the rapid beating of your heart mocking you.

the sudden silence could be cut through with a knife as you two walk. your knuckles grip your bag tightly as you focus on your feet in front of you.

"your crush never went away, right?" yamaguchi stops walking and looks at you intently.

when you don't respond, he knows his answer.

"that's another reason why i don't like getting these confessions. i don't want to see you get hurt by all of this." he reveals, his hand gripping the pink envelope he was given earlier.

"it doesn't matter, though. what i feel is irrelevant.” you shrug.

yamaguchi perks up, a light bulb going off. he presses the envelope to your hands. "you give this to him. you can find out what he says about the letter and how it makes him feel. he might act differently. that way, you can also decide if those feelings for him are still there, or if you've moved on. if you haven’t, then confess."

you turn away, not taking the envelope. your feet then move briskly. "what makes you think that he would accept my confession? there's no way he would."

"what's stopping you?" he presses, following you. "you don't know that unless you try."

a sharp exhale of air escapes you, your nerves taking your own words out of your mouth. "because i don't want to make a relationship awkward possibly. besides, he'll just make fun of me for having a crush on him and then reject me. so no way is tsukki going to accept it."

"he wouldn't do that. and you know he wouldn't. look, we both know tsukki better than anyone else does. i'm surprised at how blind you are to how he feels about you. or maybe you're denying it?"

before you can reply, you realize you've reached your apartment.

"just think about telling him? it'll ease your mind somehow, won't it? at least you'll have your answer and you can stop letting this eat at you the way it has for years." yamaguchi says, concern written on his face.

you sigh. "sure, tadashi. i'll think about it."

you don't get a wink of sleep that night. and despite you wanting more time to think, you are meeting up with tsukishima and yamaguchi to hangout the next day. so even if you want to put off your thoughts about the situation, you can't.

"you look like shit," tsukishima says once you sit down at the cafe the three of you always meet up at. "like a zombie with the life is sucked out of them.”

“wow, how did you guess?” you say, response dripping with sarcasm.

a guilty look appears on his face before he changes it to a softer expression. "here, i already ordered for you." he says, pushing your favorite order across the counter.

"oh, thank you. you didn't have to." you reach into your bag to pay him back, but he pushes your hand away, a grimace on his face.

"yeah, well i did anyways." he says, turning away. a faint hue of pink can be seen across his cheeks. “you should really try not to over exert yourself. we can’t afford to have our manager collapsing.”

you stare at the drink, mind rambling. “right…”

tsukishima distracts himself with the time, noticing how late yamaguchi is. it isn’t like him to be late. once the male checks his phone, everything clicks into place.

"tadashi says he won't be able to make it to the movies." tsukishima tells you, slipping his phone back in his pocket.

"really?" you go to pull your own phone out of your bag to check, but something else catches your eyes first.

the pink envelope.

you gasp, gritting your teeth. "tadashi, you bastard..." you hiss, wondering when he slipped it into your bag.

"yeah, something about feeling sick..." the tall man's eyes slide down to look at you, and as attentive as he is he asks, "what are you grumbling about?"

you eyes glance between him and the letter, panic washes over you as you try to improvise a lie.

tsukishima leans over, peering into your bag. “what is that?” he asks.

solemnly, you hand him the pink envelope. cotton has lodged itself in your throat but you manage. "this...this is for you."

“from?” he questions, but he already knows it’s not you. you don’t dot your i’s like that.

“the usual. some girl with a crush on you.” you answer, “she didn’t know how to give it you directly.”

opening the letter, his brown eyes scan the contents carefully, silence overcoming him as he drinks in each word.

meanwhile, your heart races rapidly. you can feel yourself beginning to spiral in your mind, thinking of all the possibilities of what could happen next after he finishes reading the letter. instead of hearing anything, the blonde simply puts the letter back in the envelope.

“let’s go.�� he says, standing up to leave.

wait...that's it? you watch him leave the cafe and scramble after him, confusion trailing you.

when you catch up to tsukishima, your eyes glance at him, trying to gauge anything. something.

"well?" you ask, brow arching up.

"'well' what?" he replies, staring at you expressionless.

"are you...going to accept?" you prod, leg bouncing.

the man seems to contemplate your question, not answering for a moment. the anticipation is killing you. swallowing you whole. you have to say something before you’re buried alive.

"don't accept that confession." you blurt.

"huh?" the blonde slips the envelope in his pocket. "and why not?"

you shift uncomfortably in your spot. "b-because."

"'b-because', isn't an answer. i hope you're aware." he mocks before stepping closing to you, a sly smirk on his face. "why do you look like you're about to throw up? is the thought of me getting a confession that repulsive to you?"

"shut up!" you hiss, the burning in your cheeks spreading like wildfire now. "i never said that."

"you didn't have to. your face said everything that i needed to know." he replies, "why are you so eager to know anyways?"

you shrug, "i mean, we're friends right? why wouldn't i be curious?"

a soft chuckle leaves him. it's pretty, and pretty looks very good on him. how annoying for your nerves. "right, and let's say i do accept the confession. what would you do then?"

you blink, your hands clammy, body scorching at this point. "dunno, maybe throw a party with a sign that says 'congrats kei, you're lovable after all'."

"you're a horrible liar, you know. it's very annoying." tsukishima scowls, grabbing your wrist and turning you to look at him.

"who said i was going to accept the confession?" he tilts his head to the side, leaning in slightly. "hmm? i think you put that idea in that pretty head of yours all by yourself."

you huff, irritated by his teasing manner."it's not funny to joke like that."

he blinks. "when did i make a joke?"

"you always do...i don't understand you, tsukishima." at this point you can feel your face burning up. you look away from the blonde, frustrated and also internally panicking. when you go to walk away, his large hand catches your wrist, pulling you back.

"so now we're back to tsukishima?" he asks, distaste in his tone.

you bite your lip, too scared to say anything.

he clicks his tongue. "listen, i didn't have to read the letter to know my answer. i didn't even need to receive one. i've already had my mind made up."

a soft 'oh' leaves your mouth. "is that right?"

"yes, because i already have feelings for someone." he confesses, and your heart nearly stops.

you weren't expecting this at all. you bargained for more than you wanted, but it’s your fault and your fault alone. you start to yell in your head about how wrong yamaguchi is, about how you're too late to confess now, because someone else has already stolen—

"this is for you." tsukishima hands a eerily similar pink envelope to you with a small plushie. your eyes widen as you look at the plush, recognizing that it's your favorite animal. you remember talking about how you still sleep with stuffed animals and made the mistake of having tsukishima overhear you. the teasing that day never ended.

when squeezing the plush to you, you're surprised to hear it play your favorite song. reading the letter, you recognize the handwriting as his immediately. you're familiar with how he loops his y's and g's. you recognize the eloquence in his words. but you feel alien reading how he pours his emotions—about you—into words. words that are a lot kinder and sweeter than his usual moments.

"why would i joke about my feelings?" he answers, pulling at his hands, fingers fidgeting. "if you don't reciprocate them—"

"no! i-i mean, yes! yes, i do!" your face is on fire at this point. "i'm just shocked, i-i wasn't expecting—"

"for someone to be into someone like you?" he finishes.

you blink, stunned by his response. "well, yeah."

and tsukishima kei does what tsukishima kei does best.

he flicks your forehead.

he rubs the spot where he flicked your forehead and his gaze becomes soft as he stares at you, his large hands not pulling back from how it gently cradles your face.

"i've been into your annoying ass since you yelled at those bullies for picking on tadashi." he mumbles, a fond look in his eyes.

your eyes look over him rapidly. "i don't get it. how? why?"

he pinches your cheek, rolling his eyes. "you keep saying that and it's really annoying." he continues, "it's simple. you're...you're a much better person than i am. you're smart...and funny. and you understand me even when my words don't always say what i mean. you've pushed me to be a better person." he tries to make himself smaller, wanting to escape his vulnerability, but it's hard when you're a walking lamppost.

"i can't stand the sight of other guys looking at you. at thinking they have a chance with you. call me a hypocrite because i know i'm the last person who deserves a chance with you, but—" he cuts himself off, fiddling his his hands.

"but what, kei?" you push, heart pounding.

"but i want one anyways. i've never felt like this with anyone before and i don't want to stop now. i...i'm willing to take the chance to ask to go out with you...even if i know you deserve better than me." he explains, head bowing low.

this time, you reach up and flick his forehead.

"ow? what the hell, dumbass?" he scowls.

"it's annoying when you do that, too," you say, teasing, "you always undermine how brilliant you are and it has to stop. you may be an asshole, but you're also perceptive, and caring, even if you don't really know how to show it in conventional ways."

he doesn't say anything because he knows you're right.

you speak again. "for the record, i think that you're pretty amazing. and a lot of other people think so too. learn to give yourself more credit, kei."

"i can say the same about you." he says, brushing hair back from your face. his eyes shift down to your lips before looking away just as quickly. his single strand of vulnerability left snaps.

"c-can i kiss you?" he stutters, and you're shocked to see the snarky blonde asshole you know in such a shy state.

"yes," you breathe, "please."

he can’t resist when you ask so nicely and look so pretty right in front of him.

and what you learn is that kei's kisses are sweeter than any words that can come out of his smart mouth. how that is possible, you don't know. but you surely don't mind at all.

he tugs you close to his body, his scent overtaking your senses. he smells like mint and whatever cologne he put on today and it's easily your new favorite aroma.

you pull away and can't help but note how pretty kei looks after kissing. hair disheveled, swollen lips, glossy eyes, and glasses nearly falling off his face. you quietly laugh and push the frames back up his face.

"i love you, you know." you say, holding his face.

he leans into you, kissing your palm as he reciprocates the words in a quiet voice. a quirk in his lips and he adds, "i would hope you do. i don't want to be seen having to return to build-a-bear for a second time to return a bear."

you grin, holding up the bear teasingly. "this plush?"

"oni-chan said i should give you something...that you'd appreciate. it's yours as long as you don't replace me with it." he answers, red creeping up his neck. "if you do, i'll return it."

"don't worry, kei. i promise not to replace you with a stuffed animal when i need cuddles." you latch onto his arm, clinging to him easily. he tugs you impossibly closer.

sending yamaguchi a text thank you and a picture of you with your new bear—now named tadashi—with an annoyed tsukishima holding you tight in the photo. 'new family photo! you were right!'.

yamaguchi only grins at the message, laying back on his bed as he smiles. his work as cupid is over. he'd figure out the third wheeling issue later.

for now, mission accomplished.

#tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima kei #tsukishima fluff #tsukishima angst #tsukishima fic #haikyu x reader #haikyuu x reader #afirsttimeforeverythingcollab #hq #hq x reader #haikyuu fluff #tsukki fluff #haikyu fluff #hq fluff #haikyuu angst

6K notes · View notes

nerd-of-karasuno · 9 months

Note

Could you do dating headcannons with tuskishima??

im so sorry these took so long!! I lost a lot of motivation for writing as some not so wonderful stuff happen irl for me. Hope y'all are doing well tho and thanks for following even tho I was inactive on here 🫶

Word Count: 1.2k

We all know he is so soft for you

even right when he first mets you

no one can deny this :D

But it's hard to read Tsukki during your first conversation with him.

Yamaguchi notices that you like each other first of course

Well, he knew you liked Tsukki, but it took him longer to figure out if Tsukki liked you back.

Tsukki was in denial about his feelings for you for a very long time.

He hates opening up to anyone.

Tsukishima was definitely hesitant about letting you meet his family, especially his brother

But they all had a feeling he had found someone who was very special to him

Yamaguchi pushes Tsukki to you quite a bit. He knows that you're good for each other.

However Yamaguchi will never tell you about Tsukki's crush for him. He refuses to do that although it's tempting occasionally

he really wants Tsukki to tell you himself on his own terms, but that doesn't mean he won't bug Tsukishima

i feel like Tsukishima's confession is so casual tho.

like he figures out that you like him back due to the way he notices that you act around him

He gets a little fed up that you're acting odd around him (if you happen to)

He's not mad at you at all. He just wants you to be normal around him and be your usual self.

So Tsukki walks up to you one day before school starts and says he likes you kinda bluntly

If you take too long to respond because of the abruptness of his confession, he'll go and head on to class

he might even smirk at you a little at you, knowing he's got you to freeze up as he walks away into the room where his first class is

and before you could even reply, the starting bell for classes go off.

then at lunch Tsukki asks if you want to go out to lunch during the upcoming weekend

well it's more like he says that you're going to lunch with him

but he does ask if you're free 👍

One thing I feel like Tsukki does quite a lot is write you little notes after you start dating

don't worry he does actually ask you to be his partner during your first date

Sometimes the notes serve as reminders to do a certain homework assignment or study or drink water and other times they're notes that say something subtlety romantic

You never see Tsukki place these notes in your bag, desk, and room but he always finds a way

One time you found one even on your notes app on your phone.

No one had any clue how that one ended up there

There aren't an absurd number of these notes, so they are always meaningful.

Often they appear when you're going through a rough time even if you haven't told Tsukki about whatever is going on yet.

Tsukishima takes an interest in your hobbies although he pretends that he doesn't.

He likes watching you do your hobbies, like if you draw, he admires you while you do so, denying at any chance you try to get him to admit to it

Then he'll drop a sly compliment at a random and unexpected time.

something really cute for you to do would be to get small matching dinosaur keychains

Tsukki would probably brush you off a little bit when you give it to him

but please note that he softens up a little bit when he first sees it, handles it with care, and that the next day it's on his school bag.

the actual dinosaur inside his bag but still

Tsukishima finds the gift super sweet

Tsukki's whole family adores you. It was Yamaguchi who accidently tells them with a little 'Sorry Tsukki!' followed afterwards

Tsukki's big brother loves hanging out with you and telling you stories about your boyfriend when he was younger.

He has top tier kid Tsukishima stories and Mrs. Tsukishima provides excellent baby photos

All much to Tsukki's embarrassment.

He's quite happy if he gets the same treatment at your house when he meets your parents and is told similar types of stories and is shown baby photos of you.

He teases you so much for it.

He teases you a lot actually.

Tsukki's teasing actually depends on how much you can handle.

He didn't pay attention to how he teases you in the beginning of your romantic relationship and soon regretted it if you reacted negatively to it.

Tsukishima toned it down after that.

No one else gets that same treatment tho

And boy are some of the boys on Tsukishima's volleyball team envious of you

Speaking of...

Tsukishima has never had any intention of you meeting his team besides Yamaguchi.

He tells you that he plays for Karasuno and that's about it if you ask him.

If you push, he says that he's a middle blocker.

Yamaguchi gets you the good information tho and even tells you the times the team practices if you ever wanna watch

Because both you and Yamaguchi know that Tsukki doesn't really mind you watching him practice

He just doesn't want you to meet the rest of his team.

What Yamaguchi fails to tell you though is what the rest of the Karasuno volleyball team is like.

Everyone on the team notices that someone is watching them practice pretty quickly as that doesn't happen too often.

So of course you get introduced to the team.

Yamaguchi insists that Tsukishima is the one who introduces you officially.

So Tsukki simply says your name and that you're his partner.

✨ then the chaos ensues ✨

Daichi is impressed and Suga is so happy that one of his children found a partner

Tanaka and Nishinoya are shocked and jealous. They probably will try and mess with Tsukki by trying to take you away from him jokingly.

Kageyama and Hinata is like why Tsukki out of all people.

That's all before Coach Ukai gets them all to refocus

Takeda offers you to sit by him and Kiyoko.

So congrats you are accepted by the Karasuno High School Boys Volleyball team.

Tsukishima gets nervous if you come to an actual game

He loves hearing you cheer in the crowd for him

Just don't say anything embarrassing or he will turn and glare at you or straight up ignore you.

When Karasuno wins the first time you're at a game, Tsukki hugs you in public, surprising you greatly.

He hates public affection a lot but he will hug you full on or give you a side hug after winning

One thing Tsukki doesn't mind to much is if you run to him and hug his torso.

He finds it a little endearing but it still isn't enough for him to hug you back.

If you're around friends, he'll maybe put a hand one of your shoulders.

If you're with someone like Yamaguchi, Tsukki will actually pat your head and rest his hand on the top of your head

That reminds me, Tsukishima definitely leans on you if you're alone and you're shorter than him, even if it's a small height difference, he does it to mess with you.

All in all, Tsukishima's a good boyfriend who really cares for you and really loves you. You just have to see past the tough walls he's placed up.

hope you liked these! I found this request to be probably the hardest of all headcannons I've done (which is a lot) so I hope that I wrote Tsukki well.

#tsukkishima x reader #tsukishima fluff #kei tsukishima #haikyu #haikyu x reader #haikyuu #haikyu fluff #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu fluff #tsukki #hq tsukki #tsukki x reader #tsukishima kei #tsukishima kei x reader #tsukishima x reader #tsukishima haikyuu #yamaguchi tadashi #tsukishima fic

317 notes · View notes