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temeyes · 1 month
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my darling tsukki!
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thatnewweeb · 5 days
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College boyfriend Tsukishima who sometimes acts like he doesn't really care, but you know better.
Your friends ask why you bother staying with him. You're in college, you should be having fun, they'll tell you, not being with someone who doesn't care about you and isn't even fun.
You know better than them, of course. Your boyfriend just struggles with affection.
His care for you isn't shown by spinning you around in his arms when you see each other after classes, or kissing you in front of everyone to prove you're his, or keeping his arm around you when you go out together so no one else dares to talk to you.
His care is shown in smaller ways, ways that way more caring to you.
Instead, he'll cook for you when you have a busy day. He'll let you complain to him when you have a bad day, offer you suggestions for ways you can deal with your problems, or ways you can lower your stress.
He'll help you study when you have a test coming up, even if you aren't in the same classes. He'll introduce you to his family, tell you about his childhood, even secretly brag about you to his friends from high school (not that he'd ever tell you about that).
Tsukishima is a man that can come across as cold, but you know better. He's really just a big softie when it comes to you.
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smwhererealistic · 4 months
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Can we please have Tsukishima just like everyday messages and maybe one where we prank him by telling him we were hanging out with someone he doesn't like when in reality we were just sleeping that's why we left him on read.
Also one where you steal his hoodie
(this is a lot I'm so sorry if this is rude 💙)
you're not rude, dw!! <3
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everyday messages with tsukishima
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yanderenightmare · 9 months
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can you expand on your idea of bully ! Tsukishima from haikyuu??? please, it sounded delicious uwu
Haikyuu!! IMAGINE
Tsukishima Kei x darling
TW: NSFW, dubcon, exhibitionism, "fingering in public"
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DINKERBELL
“Tch- look at you sitting here like a bookworm~” 
His words snuck up on you from behind, making you suck in a gasp where you sat, concentrating in the quiet library with a pen in your notes and your nose in a textbook – shrinking in your seat under the mean glare of the librarian who told you to hush.
“Who’re you tryna fool, huh?” Tsukishima crudely continued in spite of it, gripping the back of your chair while leaning over – his lips brushing the shell of your ear while he whispered. “Everyone knows you’re just a pretty pair of tits on legs- tch, no one expects there to be any actual brains in here.”
You pursed your lips with furrowed brows and rose from your chair, casting a sour look up at him through the slim glasses he looked down at you through – his face soft but with a sly smirk curling his lips.
You didn’t have time to humor him, you thought while gathering your books into your bag – this assignment wouldn’t figure itself out, no matter how hard you wished it would.
“Aw, come on~ you know I'm just joking~” He stopped you – snatching the textbook out from your flimsy grip and lifting it higher than you could reach.
“It's not very funny, Kei.” You sulked. Halfheartedly grabbing after your book, knowing you wouldn’t reach it either way.
“It’s funny to me.” He replied with a cock of his chin. “Besides, it’s not really my fault you make yourself such an easy target.” Smirk spreading while he glibbed, lazily lowering the book again with eyes giving you a patronizing leer. “You need my help, right?”
You bit your lip, shifting between looking up into his knowing eyes and the heavy calculus book weighed in his palm – then the assignment on the desk. Thinking about how long you’d sat there, pulling on your hair and chewing your pen, stuck on the same equation. 
You gave a defeated huff, sitting back down in surrender – and he offered a soft chuckle, pulling up a chair right beside you, opening the book to the right chapter. 
Your pout never dropped as he started tutoring – staring at the formulas he pointed to with worried eyes, twiddling your pen unsurely with a growing storm of hopeless confusion festering in your head.
You felt close to crying when his arm went from resting on the back of your chair to slipping between you, hand brushing your thigh – traveling beneath your skirt slowly, soon with fingers stroking the warm fabric of your panties.
“Kei…” You whined lowly. “Not here…” Begging with bashful eyes fluttering shyly around the library, terrified that anyone would see.
“You seem distracted… Maybe you want me to tutor you in something else, hm?” He ignored you, keeping his hand tucked between your thighs even as you tried closing them – running his long fingers up and down, teasing your slit through the thin cotton, smiling once feeling you get damp. Despite acting all cute and demure, you’re always so easy.
“We’re in the library, Kei...” You protested, keeping your voice hushed – cheeks heating as your breath flared, trying to keep your hips still.
“Yeah? What better place for you to learn something new?” He said playfully, not bothering with lowering his voice like you as his finger hooked around the trail of your panty and pulled it to the side. “You just need to stay quiet. Shouldn't be hard for someone who never has anything worthwhile to say anyway.”
“Tsukki-” You nagged with an insisting whine, rubbing your knees together to keep him away. Embarrassed and nervous and now hot and bothered – you choked on your heart, praying no one else in the quiet library had taken notice of the two of you.
“Spread wider.” He ordered, unbothered by your concerns – making you yelp with a strict pinch to the inside of your thigh when you didn’t obey. He clicked his tongue. “I told you to keep quiet- I'm not going to detention all because your dumb mouth couldn’t figure out how to shut up.”
You only whimpered with another breath, giving in to his wishes – sinking your teeth into your lip while opening your legs with a quickening heartbeat.
“There you go- good dummy~” He praised, now with a finger diving through your wet slit, up between your swelling pussylips to rub against your perky clitty. 
You moaned under your breath, feeling lightheaded and fuzzy and warm. Withholding further sighs and lusty sounds by biting into your lip, making them come out as petty whimpers instead. Thighs quaking where you fought to keep them open despite the burn in your loins telling you to clamp them shut tight to ride the pleasure that soon washed through you.
“You know… it's okay to be stupid as long as you’re useful in other ways.” He teased – his eyes set on your expression, watching it curl in bliss as you soaked his fingers with slick. Offering a curt chuckle. “And I can think of plenty ways I want to use you.”
He wiped his fingers on your panties and pulled them back in place, patting your cunt in kudos before getting up. 
You were left softly blinking, catching your damp breaths while slowly coming to – enough to see him packing up.
“What are you doing?” You asked in a rush. The half-finished assignment spread on the desk sobering you up – enough to make you pull your thighs back together and send the worry back into your hopeless eyes.
“I gotta spell everything out for you, don’t I?” He sighed, acting exasperated before a grin crept up his face like before. 
He bent down until his face was but a hairs length from yours, one big hand laid flat on the textbook on the desk, balancing him as he curled a finger under your chin. 
“You and I take this assignment back to my place- I finish it for you, and then…” He paused, drumming his fingers on the pages while giving his teeth a quick lick. “I finish you right after.”
You bit your lip in turn, watching him pull his bag up on his shoulder while lifting the book for you to take.
“Sound good?” He asked then, waiting for you with a raised brow.
Smiling once you took the book in both hands with a cute nod to your head. 
“Then hurry it up, Dinkerbell.”
tip-jar: Kofi
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derekhalesbian · 3 months
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haikyuu!! memes bc i’m living in the past
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schelamski · 5 months
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Things Haikyuu Boys would do in a relationship (pt. 4)
-Ushijima, Tsukishima, Oikawa, Bokuto, Osamu
Part 1: Sakusa, Kita, Asahi, Hinata, Tendo
Part 2: Nishinoya, Iwaizumi, Suna, Kuroo, Yaku
Part 3: Kenma, Kageyama, Terushima, Akaashi, Atsumu
⋆。 ゚☁︎。 ⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。 ⋆
Ushijima Wakatoshi: Helping you put a necklace on
Wakatoshi likes to spoil his girlfriend, especially on your birthday. Right now you are struggling to put on the beautiful necklace that he gifted you, special to you because of the engraving on the back. “Toshi can you help me?” you ask him and his hands are immediately on your neck, closing the necklace around it. He is looking at you in the mirror while letting his hands linger a little longer than necessary on your nape before putting your hair back in place and stretching out his hand to take you to the dinner reservation he made to celebrate your special day.
Tsukishima Kei: Deep convos about random shit
Normally he doesn’t talk that much and especially not over something so seemingly unimportant but with you he is conversing without any snarky remarks or hesitation. Kei could talk for days about the deeper meaning of a recent book you two happen to have read, a theory regarding his most beloved fossils or everything else that’s running through his head. You always admire his way of thinking and you are happy each time he gives you insight on what’s happening in this smart head of his. The way you are listening and talking to him never fails to make him want to shut up again and just kiss you, after all he is better at showing his emotions through actions than words.
Oikawa Tooru: Having a special song
It was the song that was playing in the small copy shop where you were waiting to receive your printed pictures when you met Tooru. He wanted to print out some pictures to craft a photo album for his nephew when he noticed you humming the melody of the song absently. On your third date in a mini golf arena the song started playing again and since then it’s been the song to which you have the best memories. If he ever gets the chance to marry you, he wants this song to play during your first dance.
Bokuto Koutaro: Randomly looking at each other and saying, “I love you so much”
Currently you were suffocated with the weight of your boyfriend who was laying on top of you but you wouldn’t be able to catch a breath anyway because suddenly he told you that he loved you. That was the first time he told you and you weren’t able to say it back until he moved to look at you because you’ve been silent for too long. After that it happened at the weirdest times. For example, when Kou asked you which type of rice to bring or when he walked in on you sitting on the toilet or even in front of all of his team when you came to watch the MSBY team practice. After hearing it some more in unexpected situations you even started to learn to say it back to him in time.
Miya Osamu: Hugging the back of them and putting your face on their shoulder
There is no better feeling after a long exhausting day than coming home to find Samu standing in front of the stove working on some meal for you to eat. You make your way into the kitchen and collapse against his broad back while leaning your face on his shoulder, humming in appreciation. You follow him around the kitchen like this until he leads you to the table and places a plate of incredibly good smelling food in front of you and him. Over dinner you ramble to him about your day during which he reminds you with a soft smile to eat before the food gets cold. After the dinner you two spend the rest of the evening cuddling on the sofa, both enjoying the soothing warmth of each other’s bodies.
⋆。 ゚☁︎。 ⋆。 ゚☾ ゚。 ⋆
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mzhari4 · 5 months
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It was supposed to be for his birthday but I'm too late
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haikyu-mp4 · 3 days
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To feel seen
word count; 680 – f!reader who wears glasses
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Tsukishima was reading a paleontological magazine he got from his brother, headphones on as he occasionally bopped his head the slightest bit as if he wasn’t sitting in his classroom during lunch period. Yamaguchi was sick today and left his best friend in his own company, which he really didn’t have a problem with.
What he did have a problem with was seeing how that guy from the class next door sauntered right through the door and over to you. Your seat was in front of Kei, and to put all formalities aside, he liked you. From afar. He would never admit to it, not to himself and not to anyone else, but the fact is that he did. So as he watched this guy approach you, he discreetly moved one side of his earphones back on his head, looking at the corner of what he was now just pretending to read.
“You look beautiful as ever, y/n,” he said, leaning one hand on your desk, which made you carefully lean back a bit and chuckle awkwardly. You adjusted your glasses and tried to be polite.
“Thank you, that’s very kind, but I am trying to have my lunch.” The corner of Tsukishima’s mouth lifted.
Unfortunately, this guy was persistent. It’s not the first time he was in there for you, but it’s the first time he brought you something. “I know, so I got you a strawberry soda.” he said, putting said beverage down on the desk and doing a little ‘tadaa’-like movement with his hands.
Tsukishima could not believe what he heard. What an idiot! She doesn’t like soda…
Why is it suddenly so silent? He slowly looked up from the magazine, and he could swear his heart did something weird when he saw your face was turned towards him and lips parted in what seemed like surprise. Both you and your admirer were looking at him because he said that aloud, he realised.
“How do you know that, Stinkyshima?” the guy said in an annoyed voice, and Tsukki could just hear from the tone that he must have overheard that nickname from Hinata. Somewhere down the hall, Tsukki hoped the tangerine could feel his curses in the form of a sneeze.
Tsukishima was about to try and excuse himself from the conversation, but then he looked at you again. Your shoulders were more relaxed and there was some kind of sparkle in your eyes he hadn’t seen before. “She says it all the time,” fell from his lips, and it made you feel so seen.
You cleared your throat, gathering some courage as Tsukishima initiated mission ‘avoid eye contact’. Turning back around to the front, you smiled kindly at the boy who had repeatedly tried to win your affection. You picked up the soda and held it up to him so he could take it back. “Thank you, but he’s right.”
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At the end of the next school day, your friends tried to quickly pull you with them so you could all go to a karaoke place like you planned, but you told them you’d catch up and slowly turned to Tsukishima’s desk where he was putting everything away in his bag at his own pace. You bit your lip nervously as you stepped up beside him, and he startled a bit but hoped you didn’t notice.
“I saw this and it made me think of you,” you said and put something on his desk before turning around and promptly escaping to catch up with your friends before you could see his reaction. Tsukishima picked it up, hooking his finger through a keychain and holding it up so he could see it. Dangling from it was a small brachiosaurus balancing a volleyball on its head.
You bet that was hanging from his bag from that day forward, and anyone who dared make fun of it would get his ugliest glare along with whatever insult he could muster up.
Soon, maybe the two of you would do everyone a favour and stop admiring each other from afar.
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moonswolfie · 6 months
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The evening light
Tsukishima x gn!reader
I thought of this just now while listening to music and had to write it down ASAP!!!!!!
(seriously what is up with me and spontaneous tsukki fics)
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"I like you, Kei..." you said as you walked behind your crush, Tsukishima Kei on your way home.
You know he doesn't like you back, but being a little sneaky can't hurt, right? Quietly admitting your feelings behind him as he listens to music in his headphones will help you get over him.
You technically confessed to him, right? So you can move on and forget all these stupid feelings now. Nothing good would come of confessing to him directly, anyways.
Still, you can't help but feel like a coward. Is this really right?
You shake off the thought, running next to his side to happily wave at him in lieu of a verbal hello. When he immediately turned his head away from you, you tilted your head in confusion. What's he looking at?
You poked his shoulder slightly to catch his attention, and all he did was blurt out a quiet "What?", still refusing to look at you.
"What are you looking at?" you asked. What's so interesting the houses you're currently walking by, anyways? "Nothing."
"Then why don't you look at me? It's rude to not ackgnowledge your friend." you asked, your heart clenching internally at the word "friend". You heard him groan in annoyance, and then slowly turn his head to face you.
"Tsukishima, your cheeks look a little red. Are you okay?"
"They're not, it's just the evening light." He furrowed his brows slightly in annoyance, and you shrugged. Must've been your mind playing tricks on you or something. You continued walking in somewhat awkward silence.
"I stop here. Bye." he stopped in front of his house, you waving bye to him and moving on.
On the way home, you couldn't stop thinking about the whole interaction. God, you felt so horrible yet so relieved at the same time. You have a feeling you won't be able to sleep well tonight.
Wait...
He was talking to you the entire time without ever taking off his headphones.
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osamusriceballs · 7 months
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Kinktober Day 11 <3
Tsukishima x sensory deprivation
Warnings: NSFW, fem reader
Words: ~ 1,1 k
Kinktober Masterlist II -> Next day
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"Come on, just let me take off the blindfold."
You sigh and wiggle your wrists in his grasp, only for him to snicker amusedly. "I feel like you don't fully understand the concept of sensory deprivation. The blindfold is essential for this." You can hear him click his tongue at the end of the words, feigning annoyance while he answers. "I know, but isn't it enough that you're chaining my hands to the bed?" As a cue, he wraps the silky tie around your wrists, tight, but far from painful, expertly tying the knot around your hands.
"I don't think so." He squeezes your cheeks, and you try to protest but the words come out as nonsense. "Just be patient for me. Can you do that?" You feel him shift his weight on the bed, his lips now at the shell of your ear when he whispers the words. A shiver runs down your spine and you quickly nod- maybe a bit too eager because he is quick to release a mocking snort.
You hold your breath when you feel his hands on your body, his thumbs rubbing the material of your blouse above your collarbones. Goosebumps form on your skin, his touch warm when his knuckles brush against the swell of your breast as he starts to unbutton the fabric. His hands roam around your stomach, to the cage of your ribs, just barely grazing along the fabric of your bra as soon as he has finished unbuttoning your blouse. Anticipation rushes through you, your body ever so sensitive to all of his touches while you tried to predict where he is going to touch you next. No words are exchanged when you feel him pulling back, leaving the bed for good.
"Kei?" you ask hesitantly, hearing him shuffle around and arranging some things. "Hmm? You good there?"
"Yes- but come back, Kei. Don't make me wait." You know that you sound desperate, but you can stop replaying different scenarios in your mind when you're tied to the bed like this. He clearly enjoys seeing you go crazy with anticipation. A few more moments of him arranging and rearranging stuff that feel like an eternity to you while you can't see, and you feel his weight dipping down the mattress again.
He's close.
You can't see him, but you can feel him. Feel his presence right next to you, his even and deep breaths, his smell- all of your other senses seem to tell you that he's close. Your body jolts when you suddenly feel his breath on your neck, softly breathing against your skin. "You look so pretty like this." A ragged breath escapes your lips at his words, the sudden softness in his tone adding to the intimacy of the moment.
A sudden cold sensation on your bare stomach makes you squirm. You hadn't noticed that his hands have been busied with something else, and when he presses it harder against you, you whine, feeling the cold wetness drip down to your navel. It lingers a few more moments on your skin, causing you to gasp at the freezing sensation, goosebumps forming on your skin already. You hear an almost metallic sound when the coolness disappears and he puts something away.
"Ok. Tell me what that was." His voice sounds teasing, a smirk adorning his lips for sure. "An ice cube," you reply, trying to sound neutral and put together. "Hmm, really good. I think you deserve a little reward for getting this one right." His lips travel down your collarbones, softly sucking and nibbling on your skin, causing your head to fall back and your toes to curl. His fingers hook into the cups of your bra and pull the fabric down, just enough to free your tits. His tongue softly glides over one of your hard buds, swirling and sucking just enough to make you clench your legs. He pulls back way too soon, your other nub aching for attention too. "Can you guess what's this too?" A soft and light sensation meets your neck, moving along your jaw and down your throat.
You wiggle even more in the ties when the tickling sensation doesn't stop, the soft caress going down to your collarbones, sending shivers down your spine when you can't anticipate where he'd touch you next. "And?" He sounds smug at this point, clearly satisfied when he sees how much you squirm.
"A feather." You sound breathless for sure, but it's simply the effect of the feather now tracing along your exposed breast and moving down your stomach. "You're so good at this, darling."
You ball your hands into fists when he brings his lips to your chest again, replacing the feather with his lips and giving your nipple a soft bite. "Kei-" the sensation so unexpected to you that you moan his name, the sound echoing through the room in a way that makes you burn in embarrassment. "Hmm, what is it?" he answers with his lips still attached to your skin, his voice barely a whisper in the room. "Feels good." Your head is thrown back into the pillows, your back arching your chest into his mouth.
"I'm sure it does." He pulls back, much to your disdain. "Are you ready for the next one?" Tsukishma moves further down, your body jolting when his hands open the button of your pants, slowly pulling them down your legs. You shiver when you're basically lying in front of him in your underwear, a hot wave of need rushing through your body when he hooks his fingers in the hem of your panties. Heat rises to your cheeks when he removes your panties as well, not saying anything, instead, you're only met with nerve-wrecking silence.
"Kei? What are you-" a surprised moan leaves your lips when you feel a soft sensation between your legs- his lips without a doubt, pressing kisses to your already wet folds. Your muscles tense and you involuntarily try to reach for his head, only to be restricted by the tie. His tongue licks along your folds, his nose brushing against your clit, and he has you moaning his name with these few touches already already. The wet noises of his kisses fill the room, your breaths uneven when he pushes his tongue unexpectedly in your entrance. "Oh god- Kei- so good-" you whine when he picks up his pace, licking inside of you with no mercy until he has your thighs clenching around his head. "Yeah? What feels good`? Tell me, darling. Can you guess?"
"Your tongue-" you whine when he rewards you with extra attention to your clit, sucking on the sensitive nub and toying with it with his tongue. Your body is burning from his touches already, eager for more, eager for him to fuck you like this-
"You're so good at this." He presses one last kiss to your pussy, and you feel his weight shifting on the mattress, knowing exactly what he will do next when you hear him fumble with his belt.
"I think you deserve another reward."
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wonderoustime · 8 months
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pairing: tsukishima x gn!reader word count: 376 words genre: fluff content warning: two curse words a/n: it's like 3am when i'm writing this and i have to get up at 9 to catch my flight ;-;
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"stop doing that..."
"huh?" you look up at tsukishima, surprised at the noise bringing you out of your reading daze. "did you say something?"
tsukishima turns away from you to the black screen of the tv, his finger tapping nervously on his book. he feigns a cough, but you just narrow your eyes at him. you don't believe that one bit and you know he knows that.
he audibly gulps, face reddening. he clears his throat before saying, "i said, 'stop doing that'."
you close your book, place it on the couch, and scoot toward his spot on the couch, the thick fleece blanket falls onto the floor. his gaze follows it as he awkwardly tries to avoid the awkward embarrassment he feels from his thought and how your knees were touching each other.
"stop doing what, kei?" you ask, concern lacing your voice. your eyes slightly widen as you think back to everything that you were doing when he first asked you. maybe you were unconsciously reading aloud? kei had always hated that... or was it something earlier that he just brought up now? oh god, was it about the doodle on his lunch note? you really should've stopped doing—
"stop being so fucking cute all the damn time. makes me wanna kiss you silly," tsukishima's pitch increases slightly and his volume decreases by the end of his sentence. his gaze quickly flits towards your lips for an instant. a hint of deep desire momentarily leaking through.
"m'sorry ke— wait what?"
tsukishima groans, exasperated, "don't make me repeat myself."
"ah." you appear surprised for a second, before settling back into your normal expression. cheeks the slightest bit warm, your smile morphs into somewhat of a smirk. "why hold back? i'm all yours, love~"
his eyes widen, then darken with desire as he quickly rushes to close the gap. your laugh at his prompt movements muffles with his lips capturing yours.
you drop your hands from their open-for-embrace position as you fall into a fit of laughter at how dumbfounded tsukishima is. too bad for you since the tides turned after he speedily captured your lips, with a hand wrapped around your waist and holding you in place and muffling all sounds coming out your mouth.
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temeyes · 5 days
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boyish smile
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suckishima · 4 months
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ughhhhh the way that tsukishima and yamaguchi pull off their first ever serve and block and we get a glimpse into tsukki's thoughts at that moment and he isn't thinking about how sick it felt to get that stuff block or excited about making the point itself, no, he's remembering snapshots of yamaguchi—from the first "lame" and how he started off so small behind him, to the steps yamaguchi has taken to run full speed ahead of tsukki, surpassing him not in skill but drive and passion and "cool," to the courage it took for yamaguchi to stand up to tsukki and throw that hated "lame" back in his face, and now they're here standing on the court having pulled of what is considered volleyball's perfect play together and tsukki's response to that feat, to those memories of previously getting left behind by this person he once probably saw as beneath him, is to run straight back toward him and celebrate with a smile
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lunyangetthepower · 29 days
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i love him
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hyeque · 2 years
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notes: haven’t written anything for tsukki boy in awhile. inspired by this manga panel
“be quiet, you’re too loud.”
tsukishima clamps a hand over your mouth, golden brown eyes boring into you with displeasure at the noises escaping you. he looks at you like he isn’t drilling himself into you. like he isn’t the cause of your whines and moans.
currently in a storage closet, your back is pressed into a gym mat, damp with sweat. your legs dangle over his shoulders and the anklet he gave you—with his name—jingles in a taunting way every time he thrusts into you.
stray, lone tears escape your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure that’s coursing through your body and eventually those same eyes roll back in your head. if tsukishima was more perverted, he would take a picture of your face.
he grunts, dick twitching at how loud the sound of his heavy balls clapping against your ass is. he wants to do nothing more than to empty himself into you. admittedly, he will have to, as practice starts soon and he’ll be mad if he has to go through the entire thing with a hard on. he buries his face into your neck, mouth biting and sucking at the skin while he drives himself into you harder.
there’s a sickening, loud, squelch from where the two of you are joined, your pussy drooling with slick as it craves more of tsukishima’s fat cock. your moans are barely muted around his hand, but it’s not your fault he makes you feel so good. tsukishima also thinks it’s not his fault you’re so loud. he wants to taunt you for having such a slutty cunt, one that constantly is drooling when he touches you. he doesn’t though, he’s too lost in pleasuring both of you.
maybe the two of you will just have to compromise on how addicting the feeling of each other is.
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do not copy and or repost. likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated though! (c) 2022 hyeque
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chocopuchino · 4 months
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cw: rough sex implications, gn reader x brat tamer kei, tsukki's mean :< nsfw!wc:150
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okay but what about brat tamer tsukishima kei giving you the sweetest, softest, wholesome and most love-filled sex ever after you purposely acted a brat the whole day. wanting him to destroy, punish, break and degrade the hell out of you—, he simply delivers the opposite :((
also has that soft facade plastered on his face, giving you the loveliest pecks n kisses all over your face n body while you just want him to use you :( and of course you should be grateful, and you really are, but you just don't want that!! you want him to go merciless on you, but he just doesn't. after lots of pleas, begging, reached climaxes and "kei I love you so much please fuck me hards :(" he finally drops the mask and smirks sinisterly, leaning back.
"knew you were just a filthy whore for me after all, huh? If you really want it, work for it, c'mon."
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