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togeppys · 1 year

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jack of all trades ;

tsukishima kei x reader

reader is tsukki’s gf and wants to find something he’s not naturally talented at <3

Your boyfriend was annoying.

He wasn’t annoying in the way that he spoke, or annoying in the way that he treated those around him— he was annoyingly above average. He was a jack of all trades, and it was infuriating.

You originally thought that he had a natural gift for volleyball. He never seemed to devote much time to the sport, but he was a natural on the court, only getting better with practice and passion. It was only when you began going on dates that you started to realize that he was able to do anything he tried with ease.

On your trip to an arcade, he watched you struggle to complete a game, only to land third place on the leaderboard when he attempted it himself. When you dragged him to a pottery class, the bowl that you had fashioned for yourself turned out lopsided with many kinks, while the mug that he made was simple but beautiful and now held a permanent place in your kitchen cabinet.

When you first caught on, you started to treat it like a game– there had to be something that he couldn’t do. He thought you were making something out of nothing; he had no significant interest in most things that you made him try, so to make you happy he would downplay his abilities. You could tell when he was doing it though, and continued to watch for the moment when you finally found something he really couldn’t do.

You began to curate the most random itineraries for outings that you possibly could, just for the chance of catching him off guard. Bowling, painting, basketball, beginners guitar– with a little practise he could grasp anything you threw at him.

When the day finally came where you discovered his weakness, you never expected his kryptonite would be something so… mundane.

Ice skating.

You were nearing the point of giving up on the experiment, dragging him to go ice skating on a completely unrelated endeavour. After the holiday season the air was cold, perfect for ice skating, and you just wanted a day to spend with your boyfriend drinking hot drinks and visiting the local rink just like you did as a child. You didn’t expect for Tsukishima Kei, who was above-average at everything he tried, to be the worst ice skater you had witnessed in your life.

You had grown up skating casually, taking lessons as a child and visiting the outdoor rink with your friends from time to time. Subconsciously, you assumed he had done the same, or at least would figure it out quickly as he did with all other things. When he first stumbled with his transfer onto the ice, gripping your arm for balance, you brushed it off as the initial beginner hurdle he needed to get over, thinking he would be smooth sailing within half an hour. When he fell for the first time, you helped him up with a laugh, helping him brush the snow off of his coat as you gave him pointers on how to focus his centre of gravity. He held your hand as he made small kicks across the ice, and you continued to think nothing of it.

Only an hour in, did you begin to realize that he was not improving. The second he let go of you for support, he would collapse onto the ice, and while you held onto him, he was easily the slowest one on the rink.

“Kei, honey.” you paused, trying to stifle the laughs and taunts that were about to escape you.

He turned his head to look at you, slowing to a stop, seemingly as he couldn’t do both at the same time.

You continued your thought, a smile creeping onto your face. “You do realize that there are two year olds passing us right now, right?”

Surely enough, as you said it, a toddler stumbled past the two of you. Not very gracefully and sliding across the ice on his stomach shortly after, but there was no doubt that the child out-paced you both. You could see Tsukki’s cheeks turning slightly red as he let out a small laugh himself.

“This is harder than I expected,” he commented, arm still linked with yours as he stepped out with his right foot.

You tried to give him more pointers to seem supportive, but inside you felt smug– there was finally something that he wasn’t good at and this was your moment to gloat. “Rather than just stepping forward, kick your foot back like you’re pushing yourself forward. Like this.” You let go of his arm to try and demonstrate the different approach, kicking off with one foot as you instructed. When you turned back to join the tall boy again, he had somehow already found himself sprawled across the ice, his face void of any visible emotion.

You skated back towards him, taking a moment to look down at him with a smile very clearly plastered across your face. Holding your hand out to offer him help standing up again, you couldn’t help the string of smug comments that came out as you heaved him up.

“I could get you one of those skating aids that they give little kids. Although, you might be a bit too tall for one… I can stack two on top of each other, that will be more your speed– your height. Your speed is far less than 1 kilometre per hour.” You giggled, knowing that you were being slightly unfair. He remained composed every time he bested you at some task, but you let the thought go. This was your moment for mockery.

As he finally held his balance, you skated a circle around him.

“Oh glorious day– I can say that I’ve lived to see the day where THE jack of all trades, Kei Tsukishima has been bested by an activity. Ice skating of all things too.”

“Unlike you, I never saw a need to aimlessly glide around in circles on the ice as a child.”

You looked up at him, his mocking glare leading you to respond with nothing but a “Tsk.”

“Okay, if I can’t get far skating like this, why don’t you show me how real skaters do it,” he laughed, urging you forward to go off without him.

You gave him a puzzled look. “Why would I do that? We’re supposed to be skating together.”

He shook his head, gesturing for you to go ahead.

“At least one of us should make the most of the money we’re spending renting these skates. Maybe I’ll learn better from watching you skate without pretending you’re teaching a small child. I’ll be onto the Olympics after one watch.”

You gave him a small smile, before shrugging and going ahead at a much faster speed. You glided away with ease, skating two quick laps around the ice. The boy couldn’t help but smile as he watched your hair flow in the air behind you and the peace that seemed to overcome you as you skated.

When you met back up with him, he requested that you try some tricks you hadn’t attempted since childhood, loud laughs escaping him as it was your turn to go sprawling across the ice after trying to do a full spin. After half an hour of more skating, you decided to call it a day and return your skates.

As you finally decided to head off the ice and grab some hot chocolate with your boyfriend, you found yourself glowing with the excitement of your self-declared victory. You could finally stop trying to catch Tsukki off guard with a challenging date, and go back to simply enjoying your time together. You had to admit, you were a little sad that your trials had come to an end.

So preoccupied with the many emotions running through your head, you didn’t seem to notice that while you had your back turned when getting off the ice, the “bad at skating” Kei Tsukishima kicked off easily with his left foot, making his way to the edge of the skating rink right behind you, a loving smile on his face as he looked down at your celebrations. He loved more than anything to see you happy, so despite the aches he would be having the next day from falling repeatedly, he would consider this date a success.

He grabbed your hand as you walked from the rink towards the café, holding you grounded since you seemed like you were going to bounce away from pure happiness. While you remained overjoyed that skating was now number one on the list of skills that your boyfriend could not excel at in one go, Kei Tsukishima on the other hand, was adding a new skill to the list of trades he could accomplish with ease:

Acting.

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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"

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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hyeque · 2 years

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“my arm is going to lose circulation if you keep doing that.”

tsukishima glares—or attempts to—at you and scoffs. of course you won’t budge. “it’s not going anywhere, can you let go please?”

you pout, displeased with your boyfriend’s comment. you haven’t seen him all day and only 30 minutes ago had you entered his apartment. needless to say, you currently cling to him like a koala.

he wrangles himself free of your grasp, relieved for his lungs and limbs. walking over to your shared closet—really just his clothes you steal—he rummages before finding something and tossing it your way. “here’s a sweatshirt. that make you feel better?”

you feel your frustration spill over and look at him with a frown. “that’s not the same thing!” you cry, tossing the clothing aside, “why would i want that when you’re right here?”

he blinks, glaring at the sight of your small tantrum. “hey, chill out.” he flicks your forehead before kissing the very spot.

he becomes silent, knowing he can’t argue with your logic. for once, you actually have a very valid point. and maybe, just maybe tsukishima likes when you’re clingy.

you sniffle, watching him settle back at his desk. you’re prepared to go and slip the sweatshirt on but you’re stopped when he softly calls your name.

“come here.” he scoots his chair back and pats his lap.

you stare at him with wide eyes, and wait for someone to pinch you. to wake you up from your dream.

tsukishima blushes a light red, the color spreading through his cheeks and the tips of his ears. “i’m going to retract my offer in a minute if you don’t hurry up.” he threatens, and you can tell he’s flustered by the way he awkwardly has his arms open.

you practically leap into his lap, and he grunts softly at the impact. another blush creeps up his neck and you plant several kisses on his skin. he adjusts you so your legs wrap around his waist as he sits in the chair.

“is that better now?” he asks, his voice rumbling against you at a frequency you know and love.

you curl impossibly further into him. “much better now.” a pleased hum leaves you and you smile.

you hear kei humming a song you recognize as one from your shared playlist and you become elated. he’s not the best singer, but he only really ever hums or sings when he’s around you, and nothing can beat the feeling of being special.

one of kei’s hand slip up your lower back and he rubs small circles up your spine. the gesture makes you drowsy, and you feel yourself begin to fall asleep.

when kei feels the weight of your head on his chest, he almost says your name before he looks down. his heart swells when he sees you fast asleep, hands gripping onto his t-shirt. you look so…peaceful in his hold and he’s glad that no one else but him can hold you like this. see you like this. never in a million years would he want to see you in someone else’s arms.

he smiles, carefully shifting you in his hold so that he can still work. his large hand cradles the back of your head before he presses several kisses to your forehead, his silent way of showing how grateful he is for you. of being able to have you and cherish you and love you like he should.

after awhile he decides to take a break. he picks you in his arms before he moves to your shared bed. he hears you call his name, your voice small and confused.

kei carefully slides in next to you, hushing you quietly. “it’s okay. you’re okay, sweet girl. just go back to sleep. i’m right here.” he says softly, pulling you on top of his chest.

“m‘kay.” you mumble, closing your eyes again.

and you’re sure you’re not hallucinating but if you weren’t so drowsy, you could clearly hear kei mumble ‘love you’ before you fall back asleep.

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fornshinoyaz · 9 months

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how to: lose feelings for an idiot

kei tsukishima x fem!reader

how to lose feelings for a CERTIFIED, government approved idiot. it should be easy right? wrong. you are absolutely, positively, done for. you have no idea why you’re writing the guide book when you can’t even get past the first step! first step, the only important step really: don’t have your best friend be kei tsukishima. then maybe, just maybe, you’d have a chance.

where tsukishima is horribly oblivious to his best friend’s very obvious crush on him.

status - ongoing :) !!

tags - best friends to lovers, college au, tsukishima lacks awareness, volleyball player tsukki, fluff at times, it’s very silly, takes no bullshit!reader, but also emotionally supportive!reader, pining, slice of life, slow-ish burn ? maybe ? i think it would be

tags (pt.2) - best friend!kageyama, childhood friend!yamaguchi, for the sake of au you all go to karasuno university (lmao) & the lineup is the exact same as in the series, the volleyball aspect doesn’t rlly matter much here

content warning - swearing, suggestive jokes, all in good fun

CHAPTERS !!

01. how to: forget about a witch

02. how to: not get hit by a volleyball

03. how-to: breathe when’s he’s around

04. how-to: overthrow the government

05. maybe guides are overrated

taglist - open, send an ask to be placed on it :)

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taeyamayang · 1 year

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OKG PEA-

okay okay.. for the ask prompts

"will you just shut up and kiss me?" + tsukishima

kiss me or kiss you

"hinata said you like me."

it is one of those moments, a moment when you are almost certain that the world momentarily stopped turning and all you could hear is the rapid beating of your heart.

did shoyo tell on you?

"earth to (y/n)." tsukishima clicks his fingers at your lack of response.

a sly smile forms on his lips as he watches your walls crumble beneath your feet. oh, how he loves to silence your smart mouth. the image before himㅡyou, startled and muted, is worth to paint a picture of, hanged in gallery for every one to witness the effect he has on you.

"hinata said you like me, romantically, and he-"

"STOP." your wide-eyes dart at him as your throat runs dry. his head falls to the side, orbs savoring every inch of you before licking grains of salt at the corners of his mouth. he is clearly enjoying your unguarded state.

"hm?" he taunts, biting his lips together into a thin line as he fights the urge to grin. he leaves your shared box of fries on the bench, standing to close the gap between the two of you. his hands shoved inside the pocket of his pants as he gaze at your seated position through his bottom lashes; an act of domineering over your helpless flustured state.

"you're lying." you huff without conviction.

"am i?" arching his brows at you, he takes a step forward, slightly bending his back down so you're closer.

"i will never like you." and though you tried, your words fail to make him believe. perhaps, lying isn't your best skill. albeit, you push through. at this point, backing down is a sign of weakness and path for him to fuel his already inflated ego.

"you're obnoxious. a salty ill-mannered immature brat who doesn't how to manage their temper. you think you're cool by acting mean? ha, in everyone's eyes you're just a plain boy with mommy issues." a light crease forms on his forehead as you continue to distance yourself him.

you finally roped him. you hit a nerve by using words you learned from the best, him. maintaining a friendship with him isn't for the weak hearted. you can't be too sensitive around tsukishima. you need to learn to fight back even in playful bickerings in order to keep him in place.

as you stare at the blonde, a thought suddenly crosses your mind. tsukki does not like conversing with the other first years of the volleyball team. there's no way hinata will spill on him because the orange headed knows tsukishima doesn't care about these type of things. chances are, he might be playing one of his tricks on you and you absolutely cannot fall for it. hence, you continue.

"even if it's only the two of us left on earth, i would never choose you. i will never like you, kei." your tone tastes like chili peppers and bitter gourd, like rubbing salt on an open wound.

"(y/n)." tsukishima pulls a serious face, sighing as he locks his eyes on you. "hinata told me. i am telling the truth."

there's something about the sudden shift in his face that sends chills down your spine. all of a sudden you're doubting yourself.

what if shoyo accidentally told him? what if tsukki overheard shoyo talking about it to a fellow member and cornered him so shoyo felt the need to tell him the truth? what if... what if...

"no, he didn't." you responded weakly, your eyes bouncing from one to the other.

"yes, he did." tsukishima presses. a deeper crease forms on his forehead at your stubborness. "shrimpy told me the other day during practice. well, i overheard the conversation between him and sugawara senpai and when i heard your name i stepped in. then, the orange gremline told me." he explains.

your heart dithers and your throat runs dry once more. if tsukishima is acting up until this point then he deserves an Oscars. but your friend would never put up an act this long, you know him well. if he was lying, he should have laughed at your face long ago. hence, there's only one thing for sure,

tsukki isn't lying.

in your mind you wished to be swallowed by the ground and be part of the damned soil. even if you have been pinning on your friend for the longest time, you never considered telling him. you know that he isn’t the type to swoon over romance, the thought alone makes him empty his stomach. you figured it’s better to keep your feelings to yourself than lose him as your friend.

“and you believed him?” you scoff. your confidence quivers at each word you utter. “you really believed that i like you? you think so, tsukki? i would never in my wildest dream-”

"will you just shut up?!" he cuts you off, screaming. he twists his neck to the side as he shuts his eyes to collect his composure before turning to shoot you a look. he swallows, adam's apple bobbing as he says in a calmer voice, "will you just shut up and kiss me?"

tsukishima levels his face to you so he could look at you eye-to-eye. he places his boney hand at the side of your face as he lets out a frustrated huff.

"or should i kiss you to shut you up?" he dares to say making your restless heart beat against your ribcage. tsukishima can feel your racing pulse at the base of your neck.

"your mouth started to irk me. your insults are getting better and better. who taught you that?" his thumb caresses the crest of your cheek back and forth as he inches his face closer. he whispers, "me, but i can also teach your mouth other things than spurting insults." the tip of nose softly nudges against yours. you swallow hard. "just say yes."

i'm leaving this on a cliffhanger and blame it on my birthchart. this is from early this year (i think) i'm sorry kale!! this has been sitting on my drafts since you requested it and couldn't get to it bc i feel meh with the previous plot but now i'm happy with it so i hope you are too! and HOLY GRAIL i miss writing for tsukki aghhh maybe i should do more for him soon hm...

anywayy rbs and likes are very much appreciated thanks!

ps. updates are messy and unpredictable bc im going through a writer's block on my recent fics

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undyneluvs · 11 months

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Tsukishima x F!Y/N reader in which Tsukki is only nice to her?

a/n ; I’m so sorry this took so long! I’ve been having trouble trying to find motivation to write, but I got it back! Here ya go, anon 💗

cw; fluff

Tone

Kei Tsukishima.. the name of your friend .. best friend? You weren’t sure what your relationship with him really was. All you knew was that the two of you were really close and nothing could get between you two.

Everyone always gave the two of you a confused look, and you knew why. Tsukishima was notorious for his bitchy personality and always making unnecessary comments. That always had your mind racing, though.

What is so different about me?

The question kept circling around your head every moment of the day. While you were eating breakfast, lunch, dinner.. volleyball practice, at the beach, even before you go to bed. Sometimes the question pops up in your dreams.

On a hot Summer day, Tsukki invites you to the beach, which, why would you ever say no to? Of course you accepted, and once you got all of your swim attire on and packed, you met with him in his car.

“Hey y/n, I’m glad you actually decided to come.” Kei chuckled, looking at you and then straight at the road. “Are you all ready?” He asked, looking at you from the corner of his eye and watching as you slowly nodded your head. He instantly noticed something was wrong with you. You would’ve been more enthusiastic with your answer, a simple head nod is completely unlike you.

His smile slowly faded when you just gave that nod. He began to drive and decided to roll the windows down, but all of a sudden the sound of his wheels dragging against the street started to bother him. Same with the loud wind. You would always be talking to him, whether it’d be your ranting about one of the worst girls in your volleyball team or about Hinata and Kageyama bugging you to help them practice.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, the tone of his voice making your perk up and gulp, you could feel a shiver sent down your spine. You wouldn’t be so scared, but you were so used to the silence that your heart began to race as soon as he opened up his mouth.

“Tsukki..” you paused for a long time which made him worry. “What?” He asked. “What is it? Did someone say something before you left?”

You shook your head. “No, it’s not that.. how come you’re so nice to me? Everyone is always coming up to me and saying that they’re surprised that you’re never snapping at me, ‘cause sometimes you even snap at Yamaguchi.”

Tsukishima stayed quiet, a bit of blush appearing on his face. The two of you finally arrived at the beach, and he parked right before opening his mouth again.

“Y/N..” He said, turning his head to you. “I think everything about you is great. You’re really funny, smart, and beautiful. Like, really really beautiful. Not only that but you’re not annoying like some other of my teammates over at Karasuno.”

You could feel your heart thumping again.

So hard that you can feel it in your ears.

“I really like you, y/n.” Tsukki said, gulping. You can see his bandaged hands trembling a bit, waiting for a response.

“I like you too, Tsukki.” you said, giggling as you held his face and planted a kiss on his lips.

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fwunn · 10 months

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tsukki's crush has a crush?! what kind of person do they like..? please take care of him

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milivusluv · 2 years

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5:00 a.m: MDI

thinking about having a bath with tsukishima kei after a tiring day. you're shocked when he asked you to take a bath together. u open the door to the bathroom to see tsukki laying in the bathtub full of bubbles. "come, here" he tap the space infront of him. as you sat in between his legs, tsukishima bathed you. you relaxed as he massaged your scalp. his left hand slowly falling on its way to your left boob, massaging them. you flinch as the sensation crept into your skin. you gasp when you feel his right hand hovering on their way to ur clit, tapping before rubbing it. you sigh as rubbed faster, flinching, you hold his hand as you try to close your legs, ofc he did'nt let it happened. moaning his name as he rubbed faster and harder. "i-i.. kei.. ngh" "let it out.." he whispered on your ear as he licked and bite it. you moan as you let it out "iloveyou" he whispered as he kissed your temple.

rebloggs are highly appreciated <33

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basilly · 2 years

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a little sprain | tsukishima x reader

wc 196, no pronouns mentioned

your hands slightly trembled, trying to be very careful with the pair of hands outstretched in front of you. you frowned at the blonde sitting in front of you.

"kei you need to be more careful- have you been taping your fingers correctly?"

tsukishima resisted the urge to roll his eyes, softening at the worried look displayed across your features.

"y/n, i'll be fine. it's just a little sprain-"

he winced- you had prodded at a swollen bit of skin, which went obviously noticed to you. sighing, you dig through your bag for salve and another roll of finger tape.

gently rubbing the cream over his hands, tsukishima watched intently. after rewrapping the tape around his middle and ring finger, you sat down next to him.

you lean your head against his tall frame while he flexed the rest of his fingers to test mobility.

"we need to talk to coach about a team nurse or something." "yea but who needs a nurse when i have you? plus i don't like when other people touch me."

you laugh in response- kei had a way of being oddly sweet, but it wouldn't be him without it.

#tsukki x reader #TSUKKISHIMA X YOU #TSUKKISHIMA X READER #HAIKYUU X READER #HAIKYUU X Y/N #HAIKYUU IMAGINE #HAIKYUU FANFIC #TSUKKISHIMA FANFIC #TSUKKI X Y/N #TSUKKI X READER #BASILLY #TSUKKI FLUFF #TSUKKI X YOU #HAIKYUU FLUFF #HAIKYUU IMAGINES #TSUKKISHIMA KEI X READER

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certifiedsev · 1 year

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HAIKYUU BOYS TYPE IN S/O’S

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kenma:

- needs someone who can be both a dom and sub in the relationship

- a patient person with good taste in music

- obviously someone who’s into video games just as much or even more than he is

- an artist

- someone with good management and/or editing skills cuz he would more than likely make his s/o his social media manager or editor

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hinata:

- He would want someone who mirrors his personality

- someone who’s very charismatic and outgoing

- an s/o who is tough and has a “fighter” personality so they can stick up for him(even when he doesn’t want them to)

- someone really book smart

- probably into taller girls but doesn’t really have a preference

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Tsukki:

- He has a preference for tall s/o’s

- girls who are geeks and/or have a weird obsession with a show or character

- someone who’s not as smart and sarcastic as him so he can bully them

- He would want an s/o that plays sports (preferably volleyball or track)

- someone who’s extremely chill and laid back so they can handle all of his sarcastic comments

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Kuroo:

- he would want a sarcastic ass s/o

- definitely would want a cheerleader (preferably the captain cuz yk he’s Kuroo)

- into younger but shorter people

- he would like someone who’s bossy and jokingly rude but a sweet person on the inside

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#haikyuu kenma #haikyuu!!#haikyuu #kenma icons #kenma hcs #kenma smut #kenma imagine #kuroo tetsurō #hq kuroo #tsukki imagines #tsukki x you #tsukki angst #hinata shouyou #hinata smut #hinata fluff

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justwonder113 · 2 years

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had to make another one where we make our beloved haikyuu boys flustered. the credit goes to our adorable anonymous reader who gave me this idea. I'm so so sorry it took me literally months to write it. I feel really bad I just had the worst writer's block and couldn't really write anything.I really hope this one was worth it🙏❤️❤️

This part will only include Tsukishima tho but I'm thinking of making this series👀

You telling the boys that you bought the dress only for them to take it off off you

Includes: Tsukishima Kei

WARNING: Suggestive, fluff, reader is bold as always, reader wears dress and make-up. Please notify me if I missed anything else ^^

Tsukishima Kei

You were feeling beyond proud of yourself. You had come up with the perfect plan to surprise your boyfriend and you were sure he would absolutely love it

He had been on edge for a while, the things at work weren't going all well and it was taking it's toll on him. He was more snappy and overall on edge, not to say how exhausted he was. He barely managed to take care of himself. You tried your best to support him, you gave him his space when you knew he needed it and comforted him with best of your ablities when you knew he needed you, but you didn't feel like it was enough.

Now that you knew that he got through with this problems you wanted to surprise him. You even took a day off on work just so that everything could be perfect.

The house was spotless clean, you ordered his favorite meal and his favorite desserts, you also bought some nice scented candles and lit them both in the living and bathroom while you dimmed the other lights. You also brought out few of the nicest blankets but you were sure you wouldn't use them beause of the surprise you were hiding underneath your nice robe.

Soon enough you heard the sound of keys and after click of the door. You checked for your lipstick for the last time and went to greet him.

"How's my tired boy?" You asked before giving him a soft peck. Kei wrapped his hands around you and hid his nose in the croock of your neck and just stayed there for a fewseconds, as if your scent helped him relax. He made an inaudible noice just to point at you how tired he has. The corners of your mouth lifted up in a soft smile, you took his hand and started to lead him, "come on pretty boy lt's have dinner. I ordered your favorites." He squeezed your hand and let you lead him. You pointed to his chair and then sat across him.

The dinner was peacefull, Kei told you everything that had been going on at the museum and you listened carefully, adding commnents then and there.

After a while you told him to go take a bath while you took care of dishes.

He must have been really touchstarved because he didn't take his time at the bath like usual and almost immediately came to you. You absolutely loved it when he became clingy like that.

He leaned in his whole weight on you and made you fall on the sofa, his head on your chest causing you to giggle.

"Thanks for being understanding, it must have been hard for you," he mumbled against your chest after a few minutes of just laying there with you scratching his scalp and softly placed a kiss on your cleavage, "I feel like I haven't been with you for ages." You smiled softly at him, it was a rare sight to see him talk about his feelings like that.

"Don't worry darling I know how hectic work can get, I'm more concerned about your health.Yes work is important but you can't forget about your health" You pecked his forehead, he hummed, "Yeah you're right."

You chuckled, "of course I am" which made him roll his eyes. He straightened up and you got up, your robe slipped a little revealing a foreign cloth Kei hadn't seen. He eyed your cleavage carefully making you raise your eyebrow.

"Find something interesting?" He scoffed at you.

"Is it new? What did you get?" He suddenly got curious about provocative clothes, your smirk got wider as you got up, his curious eyes following you carefully.

"Just got something to surprise my boyfriend you know." You carefully started to strip off the robe only to reveal most sinful dress you had ever owned. When you saw it first you immediately knew it would make his mouth water so you just had to get it! You had been waiting for an occasion to wear it for ages! It was in your favourtite color too! Hugging all the curves and defining them this well... You knew he already had trouble holding himself back by the way he watched you like a hawk. You slowly made your way to him and slowly straddled his lap, "I really hope you're up to some " You leaned in to whisper in his ear, while his hands slowly slid from your legs to your hips "fun, bacause I only bought this dress just so that you could take it off of me," you purred.

"God you're going to be death of me!" He said and immediatelly flipped you over so that he was above you and smashed his lips against yours, his hands already starting to travel your body, his tiredness just like that thrown out the window. Let's just say none of you slept that night.

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yhwhsdaughter · 2 years

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fem reader

content: angst, unrequited love

Tsukishima Kei avoids your gaze, lest he fall deeper into the spell you’ve bound him in.

Tsukishima Kei answers sarcastically at your kindness, not wanting to reveal his never-ending fondness for you.

Tsukishima Kei listens whenever you speak, taking a mental note of your favorites so when it’s your birthday and he begrudgingly handles you a gift, he can see the stupid smile on your beautiful lips.

Tsukishima Kei who loves to look at your face, which might seem godly to some, and average to others.

Tsukishima Kei wishes he could touch you in any way, maybe hold your pinky or brush a stray hair away from your temple or ghost his lips against yours…

Tsukishima Kei, who cries when he hears your moans escaping his brother’s room whenever his parents are out of town.

Tsukishima Kei knows you’ll never be his because you’ve already found your home in his brother.

Tsukishima Kei, who has a void of continuous pain and heartbreak in his chest.

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yanderenightmare · 3 months

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TSUKISHIIMA KEI MASTERLIST

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whxre4hange · 2 years

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there are 3 types of friends...

#tsukishima x reader #tsukki #tsukki brainrot #hinata #shoyo #shoyo hinata #daichi #dadichi #levi haikyuu #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu brainrot #haikyuu hinata #tsukki x you #daichi sawamura

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fornshinoyaz · 9 months

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HOW TO: LOSE FEELINGS FOR AN IDIOT

01. HOW TO: FORGET ABOUT A WITCH

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wc: 4.2k

You were the go-to problem solver. The one with the all the answers. Someone’s cat died? You could help. Did you lose your job because of a stinky corporation? You could fix it. Your friend group of annoying volleyball boys were convinced, there wasn’t a problem you didn’t know how to solve.

But they were wrong. So so wrong. Because when it came to Kei Tsukishima?

Yeah, maybe you didn’t have all the answers.

Your best friend's ringtone yanks you from your sleep. You let out an exasperated sigh and begrudgingly answer the call, "Tsukki. I swear. This better be important or I’m going to kill you." You glance around your studio apartment, the world still hazy and unfocused around you.

"Did I wake you?" He asks.

"No shit sherlock," you grumble as you toss around in your covers, the warmth making you want to close your eyes again.

"Good. I'm not sorry."

"I know you're not, asshat. You know it’s my day off right? I want to sleep in for once," you say, trying to force back a yawn.

"I know."

The silence on the other side of the line really starts to piss you off. Did this man want anything or was he just being an asshole? While you enjoyed hearing his voice, you'd much rather hear it at a reasonable hour.

"Tsukki. say something or I'm-"

"She broke up with me,” he says, cutting you off.

You pause.

"What?" You ask again. Just to make sure you heard him correctly.

"I got dumped, Y/N. Over text."

You wince. Really? She couldn't even give him a call?

"Okay,” you sigh and lift out of bed, "I'll be there in 30."

And that's not a lie. You're dressed, ready to go, and in a taxi towards his apartment in 20 minutes and there in 10. You couldn’t say you were the biiiggeest fan of his ex-girlfriend. For obvious reasons. A small part of your heart cracked when he told you about her. It was a painful reminder that it would never be you.

The first time you met her, it was game night.

You came with Kageyama and Yamaguchi per usual. You carried the dip, they carried the chips. But when you three walked into his living room and found a woman - oh, you were sick to your stomach.

Kageyama gave you a look, that 'oh, damn, i know this shit sucks' look, while Yamaguchi tried his best to be friendly to her while checking up on you throughout the night.

It hurt. But you accepted her. Tsukki was your best friend. If he was happy, you were happy.

You thank the taxi driver and pay, before running up the steps of his apartment complex to the fourth floor. You had been there for several of your others friends during their breakups. Kageyama had been in the dumps. Asahi was even worse. But like always, you had all the solutions.

But when Tsukki opens the door, you're not sure what to say.

"Sorry...I got here... as fast...as I could," you say in-between breaths, struggling to catch your breath. Why did you run?

His eyes quickly scan you from top bottom. "I can tell. Your socks are mismatched. And is that my shirt?"

You insecurely cover yourself from his eyes. For someone whose suppose to be heartbroken, he had a lot to say.

"I hate to ask, but she really only sent you a text message? Like one?"

Tsukki nods. You shake your head, bewildered. Seven months and he only got a text?

"Did she say why?"

Tsukki's lips press together, and he shifts uncomfortably, "I never made time for her. Or something like that. I don't know."

"Oh."

You couldn't say you didn't see it coming. You knew from the moment you met her, it wasn't going to work. That wasn't your jealousy speaking. It was just the truth. But you didn’t have the heart to tell Tsukki that.

After all, he liked her. Was it your place to interfere? Maybe, but you wouldn't. It wasn’t that she was needy, and that Tsukki was cold, they both just needed and wanted different things that they couldn't give each other. His ex-girlfriend needed him around, but his schedule was demanding. It was no one's fault.

"Yeah. Can you come in? I don't want anyone else to see the abomination on your feet." He holds his apartment door open for you.

"Shut up. You look like an abomination," you mumble back.

He chuckles a little as you walk inside.

Tsukki's trying to act like he’s fine and for a moment you believe it. Everything seems normal with him. It was one breakup. But when you walk into his home and see clutter, you know it’s bad.

"What in the world..." you whisper, and you're sure he hears you. As you step further into his apartment, you catch the faint scent of his favorite jasmine tea. Something he only brewed when he was stressed. And then there's a lingering aroma of a convenience store meal. You walk by the familiar bookshelf you guys had bought. It was a pain in the ass to build. You both took five hundred breaks before completing one half of it.

"I haven't seen you in a while, Tsukki. You've started reading again?" You ask.

His eyes follow yours to the bookshelf, "A little. When I have the time."

A collection of books occupy the corner, some haphazardly placed with bookmarks peeking out, while others were still carefully arranged just the way he liked them. You raise an eyebrow as your eyes roam across the cluttered table next to it.

There are stacks of papers scattered about, a mishmash of calculations from his stats class, and crumpled attempts at writing essays. This was a mess.

Kei Tsukishima was a lot of things—reader, asshole, the smartest man in the room (debatably), but he was not messy.

"Tsukki.." you half-attempt to take a seat on the couch, but it’s strewn with clothes and a half-unpacked bag.

"Hm?"

"Why is there-" you wince at the sight. How could you forget? Weren't they supposed to be heading to a nearby city for the weekend? She had terrible timing.

"Nevermind," you finish, but you've said enough to reopen the scar. He nods his head in understanding.

A lonely volleyball sat on the edge of the couch, staring at you, silently begging you for help.

‘work your magic,’ it seems to scream. ‘do something, anything, just fix him.’

“Are you okay? How many cups of tea have you drank?" You ask slowly, your eyes thoughtfully studying him as he moves across his apartment. You assume he’s getting another cup of tea. His hair is a mess, much like his apartment, and his face lacks any color, like a white canvas thrown away and discarded.

“I'm fine. Maybe three cups, or four, I haven't been counting," he says, but he walks past the clutter in his living room like it’s nothing. You make a face. You definitely need to help him.

Standing up from the couch, you reach for the volleyball and pass it around by your fingertips, "Tsukki, you’re a terrible liar, you know that?”

“I'm not,” he shoots back, stopping in front of you and taking a sip of his tea, “I told you, I'm fine. So I'm fine. Drop it.”

"You know I can't just drop it-"

"Yea, I know," he rolls his eyes, "But today? You can and you will," he cuts off.

You point to the area around you, and he sighs. You weren't gonna drop it.

"I can't! This place looks like crap!" You say, louder than you intended.

He narrows his eyes at you and places his mug on the coffee table, barely making enough space for it. “You look like crap on the regular. I don’t say anything about it.”

You gawk at him. Low blow. You hit him in the chest, making him hiss. “Stop being an asshole. I'm trying to help you."

"I don't need your help," he blows off.

You sigh. This was going to be difficult, "Reminder! You called me here! What did you call me for if you're not going to take my help!"

Tsukki averts his eyes and folds his arms against his chest, "Maybe I just wanted to spend time with you."

You give him a look.

He laughs, "Yeah, I know. I don't believe myself either."

"I hate you," you mumble, before refocusing on what matters, "if you don't wanna talk to me, you could try writing out your feelings?” You suggest.

Tsukki scoffs, leans forward, and steals the volleyball from your grasp, "Be honest with yourself, y/n. Do I look like I would ‘write’ out my feelings?”

You frown. How dare he steal from you. “Maybe if you did, you’d be less of an asshat. Strong maybe."

"Shut up," he rolls his eyes, "next option. Aren’t you suppose to be the notorious ‘problem-solver’? You say I have a problem, then fix it,” he says, heading back into his kitchen. You know he's being sarcastic, but you follow him anyways.

You pick up an old convenience store wrapper on the counter, "When was the last time you had a real, quality meal?"

He grabs it and tosses it into the trash, "A week, I don't know. Been busy. Studying. Volleyball. No time to cook. Is this how you problem-solve? By going through my trash?"

“No. It's not. Okay, Tsukki. Lets talk the next options,” you say. Tsukishima turns, leaning against his fridge, interested in what you’re going to say.

“You're gonna be officially enrolled you in my high-rated, greatly endorsed ‘how to’ class.”

Tsukki groans as if on cue. “Huh? I didn't sign up for this."

“First session! How to: Forget About A Witch!” You come up with the name on the fly. You’re sure it needs some work, but Tsukki doesn’t immediately throw you out of his apartment. That means he’s humoring you. For now.

“You can just say ‘bitch’, y’know.” He says through a smirk.

“I don’t call woman bitches," you wave him off and start again, “How to: Forget About A Witch. Step one, Operation Clean!”

“No.”

Those were words you never expected to hear from him. Shocked for a moment, you quickly sputter, “Hey, you’re enrolled in this class now. You don’t get to say no!”

“I could throw you out right now,” Tsukki scoffs, but you firmly grab onto his elbow and lead him into his living room.

“But you won’t. C'mon. I know you. You hate all of this. I'll help you," you offer gently.

Tsukki looks like he was considering it for a moment, then he sighs and nods his head, "I want to, I just don’t have the energy.”

“Well,” you smile as you lift a book and put it back on the shelf, “I can be your energy.”

You love the way his corners lift into a smile. Then, the operation is on! You're pretty sure it’s working. You can’t help but notice how cute Tsukki looks as he folds his clothes, ensuring everything is perfectly neat. The way he arranges the decorative pillows on the couch makes you want to stay and watch him forever. Then, that smile. Oh my god. No. Focus! This is really not the time for distractions.

But your eyes keep wandering back to him. He seems so calm, so at peace in this moment. Like nothing else matters. You quickly avert your gaze when he turns his head.

“Is there something wrong?” He asks.

“Nope!” You say, turning around so he can't see the stupid blush that rises to your cheeks.

Damn it.

You snap back to reality, taking a moment to admire your hard work. With a sense of accomplishment, you survey the now-tidy living room. And it only took an hour.

“Now,” you flash him a million dollar grin, “onto step 2!”

"There are multiple steps?” He groans. Though he had asked for this, he wonders for a moment if he could rewind time.

“Yes. It's a course. Step 2: Distraction," you announce, making him raise an eyebrow.

“Will I like this distraction?” Tsukki asks as you gently guide him out of the kitchen and into the hallways. He only narrowly manages to grab his keys by the front door as you nudge him along.

“Of course. Don't you worry your pretty head about about a thing, princess. I'm gonna take good care of you.”

“Princess?” he repeats in disbelief. Tsukki reluctantly steps out of his apartment, and the cool afternoon breeze hits you both.

“Lets goooo!"

"As long as you promise to never call me that again."

Yamaguchi called you magic once. That every single time you came, he felt like all his worries were gone. You get a text from him while in the taxi. It's simple and sweet. 'Is he going to be okay?'. It makes you smile. A few minutes later he follows up, 'If anyone can help Tsukki, it's you.'

But he never makes it easy.

“Ice cream…” Tsukki says slowly, eyes blinking from sign to sign of the different posted flavors. The tinkle of the door's bell went off behind them, alerting the workers to their presence. The cool air was refreshing to you both, a nice break from Japan's radiating heat.

Your eyes dart around the displays, your stomach wrestling with happiness, "Nothing says ‘screw you, heartbreak’ like a pint of soft vanilla!”

Tsukki focuses his eyes down on you, "Why do I have to pay to solve my heart break? Can I get a refund on this class?”

"Oh, please. Shut up,' the workers are amused by your banter, chuckling as you two approach the glass, "I’m paying, dummy."

“Oh," he smirks, "then great idea, Y/N. I love ice cream.”

“Uh huh. Now order, before my next How-To class is about hiding a body.”

You both thank the worker before finding a small table near the entrance of the shop. Light pools in from the large windows, making your ice cream look even more delicious.

"Thif ice cweam ish sho delishush," you say with a mouthful of the tasty treat.

Tsukki looks at you with a small chuckle, "Are you four? Eat with your mouth closed."

"I love vanilla,” you repeat once the last spoonful has made its way to your stomach. It was a never-ending classic. You never expected too much from it. It was sweet, simple, just the way you like it. It reminds you of your relationship with Tsukishima.

You both never expected too much from the other. You could go days, sometimes even weeks without contact. You both knew it wasn’t purposeful. You both got caught up in your own lives. It's just the way it went sometimes.

Every bite of vanilla is perfect. Tsukki hates the noises you make when you eat. He's side-eyeing you for the fifteenth when he finally says something.

“Do you have to be so vocal?”

“Yes!" You nod excitedly. If you were going to be shoved out of bed early in the morning, you might as well get some enjoyment out of the day.

You continue talking to him, honestly about something stupid, but as always, he listens. You hope it's helping, even just a little to take his mind off everything.

But then you both notice a couple passing by, their laughter echoing in the air. He looks at her like she's his everything. She looks at him like he's her world.

Tsukki’s eyes lower. Shit. Operation Distraction is going south. From beside him, it's almost like you can feel his stomach drop. It was like he was wearing his heartache on his sleeve to you. He puts down his cup of vanilla ice cream.

“I'm not hungry anymore. Here. I know you probably want more.” Tsukki says, trying stupidly hard to make it seem like he didn’t care.

You try to ignore what he's implying (that you're just a vaccum who will eat up anything, aka the truth) and frown. You place your hand on his shoulder.

His eyebrows furrow, "What?"

“This might have to be a two-day class,” you say softly.

He pauses, and his eyes narrow, “I didn’t agree to spending this much time with you.”

You shrug your shoulders. "Should’ve read the contract of being my friend when you first met me,” you tease lightly, placing down your spoon and immediately reaching for his cup of ice cream. you both stand up, and you make sure you have all your things, before leading him back out into the small town center.

“I was seven. I didn't even know what a contract was." The bell behind you rings again as you exit. The Japan heat tickles your skin.

"Take it up with someone who gives a damn." You say as you look across the busy street for a taxi.

He sighs, surrendering to you and whatever plan you make for him, "Fine. Y/N. What are we doing tomorrow?”

You smile and he knows he’s in trouble. “It's a surprise~”

He frowns. “I don't like surprises."

"You're gonna like this one."

The next day, you've got it all planned out. And of course you do. There was no room for post-breakup boredom. You stayed up all night, crafting the perfect Tsukki hits that would stay playing on his signature white headphones. Then, at 9 a.m. exactly, you’re at his front door step. You ring his stupid smart bell and look straight into his camera.

It clicks, showing it’s recording you. You give it an annoying wave as usual. The door opens after what feels like an eternity, with Tsukki squinting at you, wondering if he should slam this door in your face.

“Are you kidding me? Do you know what time it is? And can you stop making weird faces at my ring?” he complains.

You shrug playfully, not taking his complaints too seriously. “No, and no. You can sleep in the car. Get dressed, and let’s go!”

He does his little grumble, grumble thing but takes a nice shower that takes way too long. He gives you the middle finger as he walks around you to get ready. When he’s finally done, and dressed, you make it to the taxi you ordered. He asks you one too many times where the hell you're going. You ignore him every time.

“Here,” you say as you pull his headphones up from his shoulders and place them over his messy hair. “I made a playlist for you.”

He blinks, looking utterly confused. “You did what…?”

“Just listen,” you murmur, averting your eyes. He always manages to make things awkward as hell.

As you go through the ride, he stops talking. He slightly bobs his head to the music. You smile. All that hard work actually paid off. As you reach your destination and get off the taxi, you thank the driver, and Tsukki tips him generously. He always did, wherever you went. A restaurant, a cafe, if someone was working - they were getting tipped.

“Good playlist,” he comments, glancing around at the area you’ve brought him to. You find yourselves in front of a beautiful temple. “Have you taken me all the way out here to kill me? Why the fuck are we in the next city?”

You don't want to give him the real answer, so you bend the truth a little bit, "Chill, Tsukki. This isn't Criminal Minds. I thought we'd be tourists for a day. Thought you'd like it."

"Since when have you been this thoughtful?" he asks with a scoff. "Did the real Y/N die?"

"Eat shit. Come on," you say, walking down the hill toward a street buzzing with activity. It was the weekend, so the crowds were to be expected. But you knew Tsukki wasn't fond of crowds, which is why you planned to take him somewhere calmer.

"I'm serious," Tsukki continues as he catches up to you and walks beside you. "Did the real Y/N get replaced by an alien or what?"

"Real Y/N is standing right here and will throw you into a bus."

"Ouch. Real Y/N is a bitch."

"Looks like we have a lot in common," you reply with a humble smile.

Tsukki hums. "That and now we're both gonna die single."

So much for distraction. You both wait by a crosswalk to go across the street. You don't respond, and he continues.

"At least we'll be single together?"

You look at him, your best friend, and it hurts. He doesn't know, and how could you tell him, especially right now? So you swallow the burning feeling in your chest and snap back with your usual sass.

"I'm not dying single," you assert as the light turns red, and you both walk across the street.

"All the years I've known you, and you've dated one guy. And he was gay."

You sulk at the reminder. He was so cute too. "And I support him in all his future endeavors. Still, that doesn't mean I'm willing to die a virgin."

Tsukishima laughs in the most cruel way. "Imagine dying a virgin? Haha, that's gonna suck."

You push him, maybe a little too hard, and he almost goes flying into a car. Oops. "Fuck off."

"It's okay, Y/N," he says, patting your back. "One day."

"Fuck all the way off."

He wasn't entirely wrong, though. It had been too many years, and maybe you would die single. If he wasn’t such a government-approved idiot, perhaps things would be different. But here you were.

You both walk a little more before ending up at Japan's most famous geology museum. Tsukki’s eyes twinkle with excitement, and you can’t help but smile, knowing him well.

“I dislike you a little less right now,” Tsukki says.

You chuckle. "I love you too, Kei."

The entire morning and afternoon are spent exploring the museum. You enthusiastically run from one exhibit to another, discovering towering fossils, mesmerizing mineral specimens encased in glass, and interactive displays. Tsukki makes sure to touch each rock formation. His interest is child-like but so genuine. You even manage to catch the attention of one of the workers, who kindly offers you both a specialized tour. Tsukki asks a plethora of questions, using terms you couldn’t be paid enough to understand.

"Nerd," you murmur after he asks a particularly difficult question.

“You failed geology,” he reminds with a smirk, causing the worker to stifle his laughter.

“Your dumbass failed anatomy," you shoot back, making the worker double over in laughter.

“It's only because YOUR dumbass was impossible to cheat from."

The worker at the museum seemed to have a blast with you, and he ended up letting you two keep a small dinosaur toy meant for the kids. You couldn’t resist teasing Tsukki, saying that the little figurine has to be his long-lost cousin. He pretended not to care, but you knew he secretly loved it. You bet he’d sneakily put it on his shelf later, trying to act all cool about it.

The ride back is quiet. You must’ve dozed off without realizing it. Your head was resting comfortably on Tsukki’s shoulder until he gently wakes you up, once you reached his apartment. He insists on you staying over, not wanting you out late like this.

Now, you're wrapped in the softest blanket you've ever felt in your life, watching Jurassic Park. You’ve both been incredibly quiet since you got back. Tsukki had said maybe three words in total.

You worry for a moment. That maybe, even after all that, he's not okay.

“I’m sorry if I’m being boring right now. I’m just lost in my thoughts,” His voice almost startles you. It’s not how it usually is, heavy and strong. He seems tired. You both sit on opposite ends of the couch, a bowl of popcorn between you.

"You’re always like this,” you reply with a casual shrug.

Tsukki rolls his eyes, but then you lean closer, lightly bumping his shoulder. “I don’t mind being bored with you.”

A rare smile sneaks onto Tsukki’s face, and that’s enough to make your heart skip a beat.

“You’re so irritating.” He says.

“But you love me,” you counter.

He sighs but then unexpectedly reaches out to pull you closer. Your eyes widen as he moves you towards him. Fuck.

“I don’t love you,” he claims, his voice oddly cool. However, to your surprise, he leans down and rests his head on your shoulder, and in that moment, you melt.

Damn it.

“Okay,” you respond softly. What else is there to say?

He pauses, as if carefully choosing his words. “Thank you for today. Seriously. I know I can be an ass, but this meant a lot.”

Why does he have to say things like this?

“Don’t mention it,” you say with a smile, trying to hide the butterflies swirling inside your stomach. Tsukki shakes his head and shifts his focus back to the movie.

While you managed to solve one issue, your own only grew more and more. Kei Tsukishima. He would be the death of you.

How To: Lose Feelings For an Idiot?

You don’t. They only grow.

a/n: when i said slow burn i rly did mean slow burn lol. i like this opening to the fic! the others boys will show soon i promise hehe, mostly yamaguchi honestly.

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the initiative

two people who are afraid to make the first move. who goes first?

ʚ tsukishima kei x reader | post-timeskip | 1.3k words

author’s note: i need a man like tsukki (also side note pt. 3 to my miniseries will come out soon i'm just not vibing with how i wrote it rn </3)

you met tsukishima through a blind date set up by a mutual friend. he didn’t seem like the type of person to be set up on a blind date, but there he was at a cafe you were set to meet at.

the two of you bonded during the first date, sharing your love of strawberry shortcake you both shared and some drinks he offered to buy for you. there, you learned much about him just as he learned some things about you too. you found out that he plays on a professional volleyball team, his love for music and dinosaurs, and his older brother that was his inspiration for him. at the success of the first date, he asked you on a second one.

during your second date, he took you to the beach expecting to cool down from the summer heat but instead you asked him to teach you volleyball. he teased you at first, stating you were “just too short to be reaching the ball.” he did eventually end up teaching you and was surprised at how quick and how good you were; he teased you for that too. by the end of the date, you both ate ice cream as you watched the sunset, once again sharing a strawberry-flavored dessert.

he took you home afterwards, walking you to your door like the gentleman he is. you thanked him, and unspoken tension filled the air. none of you knew what to do. you were rubbing the back of your neck, tsukki fiddling with his hands, so he took matters in his own hands: he patted your head as he bid you farewell and entered your home. back in your home, you were absolutely nervous. you felt as if he was going to make a move, but it ended up differently. part of you hoped something would happen, but was glad that nothing did happen for the sake of your nerves.

today was your set third date, where you offered to take him to a history museum. you remembered his love for dinosaurs and decided the museum was the perfect place for a third date. you paid for his tickets, he picked you up, and off you went to explore the museum.

inside filled many different exhibitions – one for photography of the local landscape, another for fossils, and many others. you allowed him to lead the way, and fitting of his likes, chose the fossil exhibition.

inside were many different fossils surrounding every wall and most of the path; ones big, others small, one human-like, and others of dinos. tsukishima was entranced with all these fossils, stopping every so often to read the placards for each display and taking pictures of the bigger fossils. you enjoyed seeing his enjoyment of the exhibition, happy that you chose such a great place.

afterwards you strode back to the entrance, hoping to find another exhibit that would catch your eyes.

“does anything catch your eye?”

you stared up at him, and he was looking back at you for an answer. he was fiddling with his hands, a habit of his when he was nervous as you took notice of before.

“oh! um, there’s an exhibit on gemstones. we can go there if you want!” he looked away to find the entrance. as he found it, he grabbed your hand suddenly.

“okay, let’s go.” he dragged you along before you eventually caught up with his strides. you figured his fiddling fingers were him contemplating if holding your hand was appropriate. you giggled a bit before squeezing his hand in reassurance, him squeezing back.

the walk throughout the gemstone exhibition peaked your interest more, but tsukishima was still invested in the exhibition nonetheless. you took notice of all the sparkles in the room, the vibrant colors of several different gems, and the unfamiliar ones you’ve never seen till now. tsukishima wandered along too, pulling your arm gently to have you read the placards here too. guess you discovered something new about him here too: he loved to learn about different things.

the rest of the museum visit consisted of more exhibition viewing, more placard reading, and of course more hand-holding. all the exhibits were fascinating to the both of you, more to tsukki as his eyes would always sparkle and be filled with awe with every grand display you two came across. his amusement further cemented your beliefs in this being a perfect date.

by the end of it all, he donned a slight smile on his face. you both took to the rooftops to indulge in the city views that stretched everywhere and to get a fresh breath of air before leaving for home.

“thanks for the museum date. it was really fun, and i didn’t think you would remember my interests,” tsukishima muttered. though it was dark, you could tell that he was embarrassed based on his tone.

you smiled as you continued staring at the lights below you. “of course, i like you, so how could i forget something as simple as that?” he laughed in response, continuing the previous silence that blanketed the air previously.

after a long moment of silence, he spoke up. “can i ask a question?”

you looked back to where he was, him still staring at the lights. you furrowed your eyebrows both in confusion and amusement to where the conversation would lead up to. “yes?”

“have you ever kissed anyone before?”

now, it was your turn to become flustered. the question was unexpected and so out of the blue to you, and you had a hunch to where this was heading.

“n-no, have you?”

“no, i don’t really have experience with relationships or anything.”

“ah. i mean, i had a feeling. you don’t seem like someone who has time for relationships.” once again, tsukishima laughed in response. the atmosphere felt tense, just like it had been the last time. perhaps the situation would end up differently this time?

once again, there was a period of silence. hesitance was evident between you two once again. who would finally make a move? you wanted something to happen, you were itching for something. you really liked him and thought he was a great guy. he thought the same about you.

so why the hesitance?

the both of you weren’t sure if the other would have wanted the same thing.

you decided that this long silence was killing you slowly and wanted something to happen. you needed to do something about it. silently hyping yourself up, you rubbed your hands together, leg bouncing in fear and nervousness. you took a few deep breaths, then spoke.

“did you–”

“do you want to kiss me?”

tsukishima took the initiative instead. the both of you had ended up turning to each other and stared at each other, wondering what was happening till you broke the connection by turning your head out of embarrassment. instead of doing the same, tsukki continued staring at you even going so far as to walk up to you and reach down to your face. with gentle hands, he guided your face to look at you, and held his hand on his cheek. he took notice of your features, at least the ones he could make out clearly – your lashes long illuminated by the glow of the moon, the cute button nose you had, the curve of your lips from the cupid bow down to the bottom lip. he took extra notice on your lips, seeing how the slightly shimmered from your chapstick; he can smell the faint scent that emitted from them.

“um… yes… please. i want to kiss you.” your eyes darted down out of the intimacy of the situation. in this moment, tsukishima brushed the hair that flowed out to the sides of your face and went back to his hold on your cheek. he took notice of you one more time, seeking in your eyes any hint of hesitance, but all he could see was yearning for him. he slowly leaned in, and before he pushed further, he stopped millimeters away from your lips.

“is this okay with you?”

“yes, please. i want you.”

and that was all he needed.

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