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#keys imagines
joekeeryswife · 2 years
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I SAW UR POST ABOUT WANTING REQUESTS FOR KEYS AND I SCREAMED OHMYGOD
anyway! keys with a super feminine gf? like literally everything is pink, pretty and at least a tiny bit expensive
i’m a sucker for nerdy guy x girly girl relationships😭
pretty in pink - W.M
KEYS IS ADORABLE AND SO IS THIS OMG! more Keys imagines coming soon, hope this was okay <3
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outfit^
you were sat in your living room, watching 'Mean Girls', one of your favourite movies of all time. you were VERY girly. you were the typical girly-girl. your favourite colour with baby pink, you hardly ever wore hoodies and joggers out in public, you mainly wore them around yours or your boyfriends house and you loved shopping and wasting practically all of your money on shoes, bags and accessories which you didn't need.
you and your boyfriend were the definition of opposites attract. he was the biggest nerd you'd ever seen. he worked in Soonami Studios and had recently created a game with Millie called 'Life itself' and you'd never been prouder of him. however, he had hardly been spending any time with you due to him working so hard on the game. you were at the scene in mean girls when the girls were talking about the burn book and how they'd forgotten about it when you heard a knock on your door.
your head turned away from the TV and looked at the front door. you were not expecting anyone so you were confused as to why there was a knock at the door. you paused the film and took the popcorn bowl off your lap. you were dressed in a baby pink, 'vintage' juicy couture set and you had your grey ugg slippers on, your hair was thrown in a messy bun and you had no makeup on. you looked through the peep hole in your door and saw your boyfriend, Keys, standing there, looking around awkwardly.
you opened the door, a huge smile on your face. "baby, what are you doing here?" you said, walking a bit closer to him so you could wrap your arms around him. he smiled back and wrapped his arms around your neck. he kissed the top of your head and started talking. "well, i've been so focused on work i decided to take the day off and spend it with you, you wanna do something?" he said, hugging you tighter. you looking up at him, chin resting on his chest. you nodded your head and broke the hug, pulling him into the house.
"what did you have in mind?" you questioned as you walked back into the living room, putting the popcorn bowl back on your lap. he sat down next to you and put an arm around you. "we can go do some shopping maybe?" he said, your eyes widen hearing him say this. Keys was a very socially awkward person, and he was a massive nerd who hated shopping so hearing him say this made you excited. "you want to go shopping?" you questioned, the smile growing on your face. he nodded his head and smiled at you.
"well yeah, seeing as i haven't seen you in ages, i wanted to do something you enjoy rather than just sitting inside all day" he replied, rubbing the side of your neck softly. "aww Keys that's so cute, i'm not ready though" you said, looking down at your outfit. "that's okay, you can get ready whenever you want, no rush" he said, feeling you lean your head against his chest as you cuddled up to him. "can we finish the movie first?" you said, about to play the movie. "yeah we can" he said, getting into a more comfortable position but never letting go of you.
the film finished and you got up from Keys' hold, making him groan as the cold air got to him. "do you really want to go shopping or do you want to stay here?" you said, you knew he hated shopping and you wouldn't want to drag him to do something he didn't enjoy. "no i want to go, i was just cold" he said, sitting up next to you. "you go get ready i'll wait here" he said, kissing your cheek. you blushed and got up from the sofa and walked upstairs to start getting ready.
you did your normal showering routine and then got out, picking an outfit from your huge wardrobe. you picked an orangey two piece and some white air force ones and put them on your bed. you blow dried your hair and curled it, and then did your 'natural' makeup look. you didn't want to do a full face as it took so long to take off but your natural makeup look was quicker and also took less time to get off so that's why you did it. you then got dressed and put your shoes on before grabbing your sunglasses and put them on your head and then your bag.
you walked downstairs and saw Keys on his phone, sat in the same position as you left him. "you ready?" you said, waiting for him to stop typing. "yeah i'm ready to- holy shit" he started talking before turning back to you, stopping mid sentence when he saw you. "what?" you questioned. did the outfit look bad? did your makeup go bad? "you look beautiful" he said, getting up and walking to you. "stop it" you said, pushing him away slightly. "i'm serious, you deserve so much better than me, you look like you should marry someone like prince Harry or something" he said, analysing your outfit. "Walter stop it" you said, grabbing his hand and walking out the front door.
"can you drive?" you asked, seeing Keys' car next to yours. he nodded his head and you both walked toward his car and got in. "where do you want to go first?" he asked as he pulled out of your driveway. "up to you, i don't want to be there for hours an hours though, i'm already missing the sofa. oh i need to get underwear so we need to head to Victoria Secret" you said, looking at him as he drove. he nodded and then  readjusted his glasses as his eyes focused on the road. he drove to the mall which was near you house and parked the car in the car park.
you guys walked hand in hand to the mall entrance and you saw a Victoria Secret. "you wanna wait out here or do you want to come in?" you said, stopping just before the entrance. "can i wait out here? call me when you get everything you want and i'll pay" he said, looking away from the store. you shook your head and let go of his hand as you were about to enter. "nope. i'm paying for myself, wait over there in that bench and i'll come get you after" you said, giving him a kiss on the cheek before walking in.
he sighed before walking to the bench. he did want to go in there with you but he just always felt awkward and out of place in those kind of shops which he was happy you understood. you chose your underwear and paid for them and then walked out, seeing Keys sat in the bench just looking around. "you okay?" you said, putting your manicured hand out for him to take. he took it and stood up off the bench. "yeah i'm okay, sorry for not going in there with you" he said as you started walking further into the mall. "love i honestly don't mind, i know you don't like those kinds of shops so i'd never push you to go in one" you said, testing your head on his shoulder as you walked.
"you know i love you right?" he said, pulling you into h&m. "of course i do, i love you more though" you said, turning his head so he can kiss you. he kissed you back and then pulled you to a random section. you guys were 100% soulmates and you believed the universe put him in your life for a reason and you wouldn't change anything about him, not even his awkwardness.
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faithiegirl01 · 2 years
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Faithie’s Fic Ideas Corner:
Ok…
So I just had the best freaking Steve Harrington fan fic idea!!
Guys just hear me out here…
It could actually work for any of Joe’s characters, just Steve is like my go to for fan fics…
It’s a meet cute…
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What if reader and friends decide to go out like ice skating or to a movie or something. Then later she finds out that literally all her friends are bringing a significant other so when they start to act all sorry that she’ll be a third wheel to all of them she just bursts out saying “actually I am seeing someone, have been for a few months now. I just didn’t wanna say anything cause I wanna see where it goes first,”. While at first her “friends” don’t believe her they eventually do, but she panics because it was an absolute lie. The day for them comes and then they get there and ask her where he is, she then says “oh he was busy after all can’t make it,”. They get suspicious of her so later into the hang out she panics and goes up to a random person (this person being Steve…) and she yells out “hi babe I thought you were busy today?” She then begs Steve to play along and him noticing how panicked she seems plays along. He helps her out then they both leave and don’t see one another for a while, but the both can’t stop thinking of each other until they run into one another again and boom he asks her out…
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Then it jumps to Steve telling his and the reader’s kids their meet cute story…
Bro this would be very very cute I adding this to my Steve requests now. Cause I 100% wanna see this be written by someone…
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civetside · 4 months
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harrow indirectly feels the warmth of another women for the first time (idk i thought it was really funny last night at 3 am so here we are)
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bloominglegumes · 14 days
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shoutout to idw transformers for having drift
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kittysauce · 6 months
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au where L and Light fall in love during the yotsuba arc ............... i think its a crazy interesting concept
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notemaker · 7 months
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Imagine building a family in a terrible world. Some of you die sooner, and you try to make it work. Then everyone, everything is gone, you have less than a minute to process that, and you're alone. Except it's worse! Because your family will be there, but suddenly you're not part of it. The house is in front of you and you don't have the keys.
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tetsumie · 1 year
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"𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘"
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read part 2 here!
pairing: tsukishima x reader & suna x reader
genre: hurt/comfort
a/n: sorry i got carried away writing these ahh i sort of twisted the prompt of "when they call you clingy" into my own sort of thing idk how to explain but hopefully this turned out well :,) also not proofread so sorry about the mistakes! and as always feel free to send me requests and tell me ur thoughts on my writing!
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tsukishima kei
tsukishima, you, and a few of the former karsuno volleyball players decided to have a small little reunion dinner after not seeing each other for so long.
everyone's embracing each other with hugs and to be frank, it's really nice of him to invite you to meet his friends from high school! you're really looking forward to getting to know them and maybe even getting to know your boyfriend a bit more.
as all of you are sitting at the table debating what to order, there's much chit chat between everyone and you swear you haven't seen kei so carefree in a while. sure, he's still throwing his sarcastic, snarky comments but they don't hit too harshly towards his teammates.
they are most definitely used to this.
the food has arrived and way too much wine has been ordered. with their slurred words and pink cheeks, you can tell all of them are going to blackout the moment they all get home.
"kei, so how'd you pull this gorgeous girl?" tanaka asks out of nowhere "ain't no way she fell for your snarky ass personality."
you and him both let out a chuckle and he replied with, "nah, they're just clingy as fuck and i guess they were fun to keep around."
you go quiet and the laughter has sort of died out. but the drinks keep pouring and nishinoya speaks.
"god, you're a fucking asshole," nishinoya chimes. "she's way too good for you.
although the conversation begins to take a turn in a different direction, you can't seem to get his words out of your mind.
clingy. he thinks i'm clingy.
a ball of insecurity starts to form in your stomach and his comment starts the train of overthinking. you keep telling yourself that he's had too many drinks.
yet a part of you is telling you that drunk thoughts are sober words.
how long has he thought of me as "clingy?"
the small chuckles and laughs that escape your lips have come to a halt and now you're feeling incredibly insecure. you begin to zone out and start chugging down a few glasses of wine to drown out your surroundings.
after a few eventful hours, you and tsukishima decide to grab a taxi and head home for the night. he unlocks the door to your shared apartment and you immediately head into the bedroom to change your clothes, not sparing him a second glance.
tsukishima enters the bed after cleaning up and his arm drapes over your chest. your body goes completely stiff and you're super uncomfortable with his touch, especially after his comment about you being clingy.
the moment you hear his light snores, you slowly remove his arm off your body and turn to face away from him. a feeling of numbness begins to overtake your body and you feel a sense of emptiness within.
the next morning, tsukishima woke up with a horrible headache and he instantly regretted drinking so much last night. he groans and pats your side of the bed and is greeted by just the bedsheets and not you.
grumbling, he got out of bed in search of you and finds you standing by the balcony with a cup of coffee in your hand. in that moment, his heart skips a beat and he's reminded of how much he loves you.
you yelp in surprise when you feel two arms slither around your torso and his chin resting on your shoulder. "good morning baby," he kisses your cheek.
"hi kei," you say curtly.
"what's for breakfast?"
"i just made myself toasted bread with jam. you can just make some cereal or something. i think we still have your lucky charms in the pantry," you tell him.
he pulls away from you and he feels something is off with you. you feel distant.
the feeling is confirmed when the both of you are sitting on the living room sofa while watching the new episode of your favorite reality tv show. kei expects you to come close to him and rest your head on his shoulder like you usually do yet there you are, in his vicinity, but sitting on the other end of the couch, clinging to a throw pillow.
he can't seem to concentrate on the movie when the only thing he can see is you sitting to yourself, gone completely quiet. he doesn't know what's wrong and he can't rack his mind as to what might have happened that made you so distant.
after the movie ends, he kisses your forehead and he feels your body stiffen.
what's going on? i don't know what i did?
he pulls away and looks at you. "y/n, something's wrong," he states.
you refuse to meet his gaze now and your twiddling with your fingers. he seems to have no recollection of what he's said to you last night. although, he might not recall what he said, it's the only thing you can recall in your mind. ever since this morning, whenever, you look at him, the only thing running in your mind is his words, "nah, she's just clingy as fuck and i guess she was fun to keep around."
"we're good," you reply promptly. "don't worry about it."
he grabs your hands and puts them in his which catches you off guard. you love the feeling of his hand in yours but the rational part of your brain wants to pull away, thinking about how he thought you were so clingy.
"listen, i'm not good at this. i'm not good at communicating my feelings but for you, i want to do better. so please, it would mean a lot if you could tell me what's wrong so i can help you and... us."
this is the most genuine you've seen him in a while and although to most, it may have seemed like some half-assed speech but to you, it felt raw and vulnerable.
"ok well," you began. "last night, when we were out with your friends, you were talking with your friends and well, you mentioned something about me. and it made me wonder if you think i'm clingy?"
he was confused. "no, i don't think you're clingy anymore? i don't know what you're talking about?"
the "anymore" in his response to you was something that saddened you a little. he found me clingy yet never told me?
"so you did think i was clingy, right?"
with a deep breath, he began to explain himself, "when we got together, i wasn't really used to... being so close to someone. you would always hold my hand or loop your arm in mine or something. you would always be holding me or touching me and i wasn't sure how i felt it about it at first. i was never one for physical touch so when you began to show that to me, i just... it felt... suffocating."
you're looking into his eyes, swimming with sadness and searching for answers, and he feels a mixture of sadness and guilt as he continues to explain himself.
"but being with you, i've grown to love your touch and honestly, now that i think about it, i don't know what i'd do if you just stopped being yourself and clinging on to me. i would go insane if you stopped."
kei leans in for a hug and you hug him back. you missed holding him like this and well, you just miss him. but now that kei has said all this, you're not sure about anything anymore.
you pull away and tell him, "i'm sorry you couldn't tell me that you were uncomfortable with my touches. i should have asked you how fast or slow you wanted to go and i shouldn't have forced my affection on to you."
"if you want, we can slow down. i understand," you say with a tone of finality in your voice.
"no!" he immediately replied. "it's.. it's not that. you don't force your affection on to me. you never have. i just am awkward with affection and growing up, i've never had it so i'd get super fidgety and that's why i think i felt like you were being clingy. but i love it."
"i love it when you hold my hand when we're walking to the grocery store. i love it when you doodle on my hand with your fingers when we're waiting for the food to come when we eat out. i love it when you tell me about the little stories from work while you're cooking dinner. i love it when you mumble in your sleep and snuggle close to me when it gets cold at night. i love everything about you."
kei was very much out of his comfort zone as he told you all these things and it surprised you that he noticed all these little details. you could tell he was getting embarrassed, considering how his cheeks were turning pink. you couldn't help but let a little smile seep through your facial features.
"you're so sappy," you reply.
"oh shut up."
you both laugh and then he cups your cheek in his hand, rubbing his thumb in circles. "don't ever think you force your affection on me because you never do, okay?"
"okay, kei."
the both of you spend the rest of the day with one another, making comforting memories together that the both of you will fondly remember in the future.
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suna rintaro
you're not even sure how this argument even started. all you can remember is asking suna if he could accompany you to a work party that you were invited to. it was supposed to be a relatively relaxing event with not too much worries yet suna was once again trying to bail out.
"come on rin! it's one party and we never get to go out anymore," you try again for the nth time.
"y/n, jesus, i told you this, i don't want to fucking go! practice is draining me out and the one day i get off, you want me to go to some stupid fucking work party. can't you see that i want to be home?"
"we won't even have to be there that long! i just want you to come with me so you can meet some of my friends and support me. i'm really not asking for much," you counter. "i'm always trying to go to your games to support you from the stands and i'm asking you to do this one thing for me."
"i never fucking asked you to come to my games!" suna's voice began to rise and you felt yourself shrink. you had never seen him so intensely angry before. he was always so nonchalant so seeing this side of him made you nervous. "god, you're just so suffocating with everything. you always wanna do shit together, like jeez, give me a break. you're so fucking clingy sometimes; i just want space."
your mouth snaps shut and you can't find it in yourself to even reply. suna leaves the bedroom and you can head the jangle of his keys and the front door opens and then slams shut. a tear escapes from one eye and then all of a sudden, it's a full blown mental breakdown. you're sitting on the bed, crying off all your makeup.
after your cries turn into sniffles, you call up one of your colleagues, telling them you won't be attending the party. that night, you end up crying yourself to sleep.
suna had come home quite late that night after storming out.
in his head, he admits that the argument had blown up for no reason. but he just really didn't want to see your coworkers. he was cranky, annoyed, and irritated, making him deeply irrational.
as he walks into the bedroom, he sees you fast asleep in your clothes that you were planning to go out in and your makeup smudged all over your face. he felt incredibly guilty.
he messed up big time and he had to fix this. he hoped in the morning, the both of you would wake up together so he could talk it out and apologize.
you wake up the next morning feeling a lot better than last night. you turn to see suna lying in bed and a part of you just wants to run your fingers through your hair. as your fingers hover above his head, you're reminded of his words from last night.
you're so fucking clingy sometimes. i just want space.
your fingers immediately retracted and you decided to get up to start the rest of your day. you didn't want to let his words get to you. he said his opinion and there's nothing much you could do other than give him space. you'd be doing him a favor by giving him that space that he wanted, right?
suna shifts in bed, arm reaching out to your side of the bed, subconsciously. as he pats down your side of the bed, he feels the emptiness and he jolts up out of bed.
he's walking out of the bedroom and he sees you sitting on the couch, watching something on the television.
a sigh of relief escapes his mouth, thanking whatever deity out there that you hadn't left. even if you did, he couldn't blame you for it. he hurt you and there was no denying that.
"hi babe," he casually says alouds and plops on the couch next to you.
"hey."
your tone is cold and to be frank, you could care less than speak to him right now. seeing him is just a constant reminder of how clingy you are and you really don't want to be confronted with the feeling of sadness again.
in an attempt to smooth things over with you, he tries to start conversation in hopes that things will get back to normal naturally and maybe.. just maybe you'll know that he's sorry without him saying it.
"osamu was talking about some new onigiri thing he made and he wanted to drop some off for us to try. should i say yes?" he asked.
"sure."
your responses to his efforts are completely shut down and he's just praying that things get better with time. he reassures himself that things will go back to normal, it's just a matter of time. within a few days, things will be back to normal!
that's what he thought until his first volleyball match of the season came about. as he was standing in the court, his eyes scanned the rest of the stadium for your figure in hopes of finding you wearing his jersey but to no avail, he couldn't find you.
he assumed you were running late or stuck in traffic. no matter what you would be here, right?
but the first set is already over and you're nowhere to be seen. taking a quick break, he texts you:
suna: r u here?
suna: i don't see u in the stands.
it's delivered and suna's back in the court. he's misreading all of the opponent's attacks and his blocks are all being haphazardly done. the only thing on his mind is you.
the EJP coach calls for a timeout and sits him out for the rest of the match. "i don't know what's going on with you but you need to pull it together. your slacking is messing up with the rest of the team," coach berated him and all suna could do was nod his head.
he sat on the bench and immediately grabs his phone to text you.
suna: can you please answer?
suna: or call me? please?
suna: fuck y/n
suna: r u ok?
with no response, concern is etched onto his face. he tells his coach that he has to go and although he's about to suffer hell when he goes to practice tomorrow for dipping, he needs to see you.
you're seeing all of his messages.
you've seen all of them.
and you don't want to respond to a single one of them.
you know he's coming home and he's about to bombard you with questions and you don't want to respond to him. you don't want to come off as clingy again.
you hear the jangle of the keys and prepare yourself.
he opens the door and finds you in the kitchen, making yourself some snacks.
"so where were you today?" he begins.
"at home."
his hands find their way to your waist and he slowly turns you around to look him in the eye. "why didn't you come?"
you sigh in frustration. "i don't know what you want from me. you say i'm clingy and you want some space and on top of that you mentioned how you've never asked me to go to any of your games so here i am respecting your wishes like you asked yet you have the fucking audacity to ask me where i was and why i wasn't with you?"
his hands let go of your waist and he steps back to fully look at you.
"rin, i don't know what you want from me anymore."
suna's mouth opens and then shuts, not sure as to what to say to you. you were more upset about his comment than you let on and now all your anger and frustration was coming out.
"listen, i-"
"no, you listen to me," you interrupt, immediately shutting him up. "all i wanted that night was for you to come to my work party. it's all i wanted. that party was mainly for me because i helped our company reach this new milestone! and i wanted you to come and celebrate with me and my colleagues. is it so much to ask for my boyfriend to come support me?"
"and then you go on to say i'm clingy and do you have any idea how much it hurt me when you said that? when you would talk to me about anything, the only thing going through my head would be the fact that you called me clingy and god, i just wanted to vanish in thin air because i hated knowing that you thought that of me which is why i gave you your space. i kept thinking you just didn't want my affection."
you rest your elbows on the kitchen countertop and put your face in your hands. you finally burst out with all the feelings that have been suffocating your mind. it felt good to finally relieve it all but you could only imagine what was going through his mind. was he mad or upset or did he just not care about my feelings?
all of a sudden, you feel two arms wrap around your torso and kisses to the top of your head.
"love, you're not clingy. if anything, i'm the clingy one. i always want you by my side like at my games or when i go out with my friends or even if i'm just lying in bed. i want you."
he strokes your hair and now you're turning around to look at him again. his eyes are wide and a bit glassy. this is probably one of the first times you've seen emotion on his face aside from his regular snarky remarks.
"i wish i could take back what i said that night but i can't. but please know that i don't know what i'd do without you. i was really upset that night and all i wanted to was just sleep it off. but your insistence to go got me aggravated and i lashed out. you don't deserve that. you never deserve that."
"i want to be the one you wake up to in the morning. i want to be the one you take to all your work parties and events. i want to be the one you tell you gossip with. i want to be the one you have your late night talks with. i want to be the one you end your nights with. i want to be the one you spend the rest of your life with. i want to be yours."
tears started to escape your eyes and your heart was swollen. suna was never one to be so open with his emotions yet here he was opening so much to you. you hug his torso and sob into his chest.
"i love you, i'm sorry," you say.
"i love you too, and i'm sorry too," he replies, kissing the top of your forehead.
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temeyes · 7 days
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my darling tsukki!
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chosovixen · 1 year
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NSFW!!
tsukishima mocks your moans cause he thinks it funny, but lord forbid you do it. he’ll deny your orgasm for as long as he can until you apologize.
you’re on top of him, tits bouncing as you fuck yourself on his cock. you’re nearly reaching your orgasm as you feel the coil tightening in your stomach; it feels so good you can’t help but let out heavy moans as you breathe into the croak of his neck. 
his hands drop down to your ass as he guides you on his thick shaft. he bites your ear tenderly, then moans into your ear almost mockingly, same pitch, and he even lets out a breath as you did. you rise from his neck and still your hips. tsukishima doesn’t say anything but instead smiles at you and acts clueless. you return a sinister smile of your own before rolling your hips flush against his. completely catching him off guard; his face scrunches in pleasure, and his mouth makes an “o” shape as he hisses from the feeling. 
“fuck,” he whined when you raised your hips slightly and slammed back down onto him, repeating your actions and watching as he struggled to stop himself from coming. you bend down and lick his neck before moaning against his ear, “fuck“ in the most annoying and utterly displeasing voice possible.
you feel your hips still again, but now a harsh slap against your ass shocks you. tsukishima then flips you over so that he’s on top now and goes to town on that pussy. his grip on your hips becomes tighter as he slams his length into your already tender cunt. you grab onto the headboard as he continues to use your pussy however he pleases. groggy moans escape your throat as you feel the coil in your stomach returns.
“fuck tsuki, i’m gon-,“ you cry.
“you gonna cum?“ he tilts his head and smirks.
“yes, yes!“ now, screaming at the top of your lungs, you feel yourself about to release into extraordinary bliss.
“yeah?“ he mocks you one final time before your orgasm subsides when he pulls out and cums all over your stomach with a low groan. you’re about to say something when he grabs your jaw and squeezes tight enough to leave a mark.
“don’t fucking do that shit again, or else you won’t get to cum at all. got it?“
and you reluctantly nod your head.
“good, now apologize.”
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noomon · 9 months
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ding!
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. . . tsukishima kei. sweeter when i’m with you.
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“did you even use a recipe—“
“yes, tsukishima. i did.” you answer.
continuing to apply frosting to your freshly baked cupcakes, you did your best to ignore the man in front of you. culinary class was fun, especially if your class was tasked with making a simple dessert for a graded activity. however, it was not that fun when you have a snarky middle blocker who always had a way to get through your nerves—watching you work throughout the process of creating such a sweet dessert.
even your sweet desserts would turn salty whenever he was around.
kei hums, amused by your response. “did you now?” he replies with that all-knowing smirk plastered on his stupidly good-looking face. “and what happened to calling me by my first name?”
“i changed my mind, that’s all.” you shrug, and he has the audacity to be the one frowning in this conversation. “it’s better to keep things professional, tsukishima. wouldn’t you agree?”
he huffs. “whatever,” he murmurs, propping his elbows on the counter, his head resting on his palm as he gazes up at you—just . . . admiring how you skillfully worked with the fluffy strawberry frosting—not that he’d ever admit it out loud, no way.
with the silence that followed, he quickly grew bored. “can i have some?” kei asks, eyes darting toward the strawberries you had cut specifically in the shape of little hearts for decorations.
“i don’t know, can you? what’s the magic word?”
“fuck you.”
“that’s not the magic word,” you coyly said to him. “i guess i’ll just give these extra strawberries to the volleyball team,” the thought wasn’t a bad one either, “maybe even have hinata or kageyama try these cupcakes i made once it’s graded.”
“no,” he says, slightly glaring at you.
now, it’s your turn to be amused. “no? did i hear that correctly, tsukishima?”
“it’s kei to you,” he corrects, softly this time. his expression was no longer stern, but this time, rather, it was one of slight annoyance and even pouting. “and . . . can i please have the extra strawberries?” he tries again, and for the first time in all the time you’ve known him, he looks at you with this soft, endearing look—as if he were some sort of kicked puppy by the street, begging to be adopted.
“see? it doesn’t kill you to be nicer to me,” you say, feeding him a strawberry or two—which he didn’t mind.
from the other stations, your classmates watched with either surprised or puzzled expressions after they’d witnessed your interaction with kei. even your teacher couldn’t help but ask, “are those two. . . ?” to which your classmates couldn’t answer either.
kei is definitely sweeter when he’s with you.
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luvit · 4 months
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this w older!boyf!simon because he refuses to fuck u yet
(female!reader, mdni 18+)
yes! bc this is how he wants to build you up, prepare you, see how much you actually want it?
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older-boyfriend!simon is pretty mean when he's trying to prep you. he makes you grind on his cock, holding your hips down if you try to sneakily make him slip in. because, no! you need to work yourself up to that. if you cum before finally taking him into you then the slide will be so much easier! also says that way you can prepare yourself for cumming a second or even third time and get used to cumming so often.
older-boyfriend!simon who honestly just loves the drag of your pussy against his dick. the way your slippery folds run over the length of him and cover him in your juices. he keeps drawing it out no matter how needy you get. because apparently you're not ready yet according to him. he just keeps moving your hips back and forth while you go insane and cry for him to just fuck you.
older-boyfriend!simon who will eventually let you sit on his cock, where he proceeds to tell you "now fuck yourself on it. go on, were doin' such a good job earlier." even though you're so tired and need him to finish the job. but he just wants to sit back and enjoy the show :)
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joekeeryswife · 2 years
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Do you have any keys requests?
i’m assuming this is about Walter (Keys) and yes i have one which i am working on at the minute and i think i have two more requests in my inbox x
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faithiegirl01 · 2 years
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Ok… ok… hear me out… Keys is just Steve older and he now has life somewhat figured out except he still doesn’t really know how to tell the girl he loves that he loves her until… the whole guy thing happens. I’m just saying there’s a lot of likeness between the characters and I’m not meaning just because Joe Keery plays both I mean think about it for just one tiny little moment ok…
Keys is really shy… which would make sense if Steve moved from Hawkins that he’d be really shy around anyone else he meets and realistically Steve can be seen as a very shy character sometimes…
Keys also really likes Millie almost as much as Steve likes Nancy. So could Millie potentially be his second love? Possibly…
Keys also becomes headstrong much like Steve does. Realistically it could be seen as Steve moving to the big city and becoming more of his old self just not as much of a lady’s man. He prefers to stay more to hisself now and just not get into things hence why Antwan would be able to get one over on him. Plus realistically Steve hasn’t learned not to stand up for himself to someone like that (although I totally believe Stevie would…)
There’s so so many ways these two could fit together and I absolutely love that they could in a way be the same person. I know they aren’t at all, but isn’t it an interesting concept?
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starjaeyun · 12 days
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gatekeeper — tsukishima kei !
— tsukishima assures that he is not embarrassed of dating you, you think otherwise
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warning/s : fem! reader, misunderstanding 😁 & a small fight at the beginning, profane language, tinsy bit of angst, fluff & crack from the second half ‘til it ends
note : had this little idea while writing a kageyama drabble so they might be quite similar
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“just give up already”
y/n’s tip-toeing came to a stop. seriously? this was the 4th time this week! with an annoyed groan, she turns around, fists clenched, brows furrowed, and it looks as though a tick mark was formed on her forehead. behind her stood her oh so loving boyfriend, tsukishima kei, who somehow always catches her trying to sneak in the volleyball gym.
“oh c’mon kei! why won’t you let me watch your practice?!” tsukishima sighed, “we’ve talked about this” he grumbled, why does she have to be so stubborn?
“don’t talk like those romanticized, toxic boyfriends on wattpad!” y/n hits his arm, which barely does any damage to him, “and don’t act like them as well!”
tsukishima raises a hand to fix his glasses, “are you saying i’m toxic?”
“i never said that! i just said don’t talk and act like—”
“so you’re implying it?”
“well, you’re going to be if you carry on with that bullshit!” tsukishima grows silent and stares at y/n, who had seemed to be reaching the highest point of her annoyed meter, which would then slowly escalate into anger.
after a few seconds of silence, he spoke, “take these, don’t wait for me and go home. cool your head” in each of his hands were his hoodie and an umbrella, which he brought with him on the way to the gym incase it might rain before they’re able to go back to the locker rooms. with y/n giving no sign of taking it, he placed it on her foot and carried on walking past her.
“i don’t understand you” tsukishima comes to a halt, looking back almost immediately upon noticing y/n’s change of tone. crap, was i too harsh?
“why are you acting like that if you’re embarrassed of me?” he couldn’t tell whether she’s sad or angry.
“acting? acting like what? and what do you mean embarrassed?!” his tone immediately gave away his nervousness.
“in school or when you’re with someone else, you avoid and act like you don’t know me but when we’re alone, suddenly you’re taking care of me! make it clear whether you love me or not to save both our time because i am not about to start losing myself for a boy who can’t love me the way i deserve!” it’s clear that she wanted to say more so tsukishima stayed silent. “if you’re going to love me, at least be honest with me! am i embarrassing or not?!”
“of course not!”
“then why?!” it was a miracle that y/n was not crying nor shouting at the moment.
tsukishima fully turns his body this time, “what’s embarrassing is my explanation…” and the mood suddenly lightens.
“TSUKISHIMA, YOU BASTARD!” tanaka and nishinoya’s yelling made tsukishima sigh.
“you call me selfish but keep shimizu-senpai’s sister all to yourself” kageyama grumbles
tsukishima stands still. hands clasped together behind his back and head bowed down. he looks like a child getting a scolding, or how the the freak duo looks whenever daichi catches their slip ups.
nishinoya and tanaka kneels in front of the first year. head bowed down as if they were praising him, and that they are.
“on this day, we honor you. congratulations on getting a shimizu!” they say in unison.
“you’re overreacting” tsukishima simply says.
“nope, i, too, would congratulate you tsukki. no offense, but you’re not exactly the ideal boyfriend” yamaguchi says with a finger under his chin.
“mhm! so you better treat her right tsukishima! she’s like our little sister” sugawara’s smile does not look comforting at all.
“call me if you need help in buying gifts!” daichi volunteers happily.
“and me if you need advice!” asahi adds.
“why are you guys taking my job?” shimizu comments while giggling. “but, i do think that tsukishima is just right for my little sister” she turns to look at her sister who was now playing around with kageyama and hinata, “she’s as chaotic as those two, he’ll be able to handle her. so i trust that i won’t have to worry much?”
“of course” tsukishima didn’t seem like himself at the moment. his eyes seemed to have soften at the sight of his girlfriend. he smiled, though not too obvious.
“why are you smiling like a male lead in a drama?” tanaka teased. and though tsukishima hates expressing his emotions to his teammates, he certainly loves poking their annoyance scale, “because this is what it’s like to love and be loved”
“Why are you making it seem like kiyoko does not love me back! she does love me! right? right?” tanaka gave kiyoko hopeful eyes and received no response aside from her turning around.
“I’m not talking about platonic love”
“WHY YOU—“
“KEI!” apparently, while he successfully annoyed the second year, his girlfriend heard what he said and would definitely never let it go.
“when have you been so sweet?! love and be loved? seriously?!” she bounced up and down, hands on tsukishima’s shoulder for support.
“she’s no different from the freak duo, i’m afraid” sugawara comments and laughs along with the third years.
“but am i really that beautiful that you had to gatekeep me from your entire team?” she laughed, still bouncing, and tsukishima only stood there with his smile never seeming to fade.
“if that were me i’d be receiving his train of insults by now” hinata says, joining the rest of the team as they watched how tsukishima seemed to be a lot softer around y/n.
“you’re such a gatekeeper kei!” she teased, this time, she stopped bouncing and have started poking her boyfriend’s sides.
“that he is! how dare he gatekeep kiyoko-san’s sister?!” tanaka kneeled back down on one knee with a hand on his chest.
nishinoya followed suit, “and what’s annoying is that she reciprocated his love!”
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Soft Haikyuu Headcanons
Oikawa turns the ac down in the bedroom, even in winter, so he has an excuse to cuddle you, he knows damn well you've noticed, and you don't have the heart to stop him;
Tsukishima keeps a pair of earbuds to replace his headphones whenever you want to share his music (or forget your own);
Shoyo knows your guilty pleasure food and makes sure to get it the second he sees any sign of you having a bad day;
Ushijima, who had no idea how to be in a relationship growing up, takes a lot of his cues from you, particularly out in public. Someone will ask him about your relationship in public for the first time and he'll look at you like an oversized lost puppy, as if asking permission to tell them you're his lover, he's just so proud to tell people you're his;
Atsumu knows exactly when he's pissed you off, seriously pissed you off, and he doesn't mean too, usually. He begs Osamu to make you apology food since he knows you love his brother's cooking, then writes a very sheepish love note to go with the meal when you get home. Please forgive him, he will cry;
Suna has no respect for your sleep schedule, normally, but on nights when you just can't get to sleep, he's your saving grace. Be it meditation music, cuddles, some food, whatever the hell will help you relax and switch off, he's on it, no matter the time, he's the only one allowed to keep you awake;
Kenma's streams always explode every time you make the briefest appearance, whether it's just your hand dipping into the frame to give him a fresh drink or you darting by, making peace signs at the camera on your way to kiss your boyfriend goodbye for the day, his fans adore you. There are Youtube compilations of all your appearances, edited to point out the lovesick look on poor Kenma's face;
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kentolove · 2 years
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When Tsukishima gets comfortable, he really gets comfortable.
You learned that eight months into your relationship, when Tsukishima walked into the bathroom—with you on the toilet—heading for the sink to brush his teeth.
“Kei!” You nearly scream, clutching your chest to calm yourself down. “I’m using the bathroom here?”
“I can see,” he says, and you groan, throwing your head back in defeat. It really doesn’t help that the mirror is perfectly placed, in a way that allows your Kei to look at you directly in the eye while you sit on the toilet looking as unflattering as ever.
“Then leave? I can’t even piss in peace.”
“Why would I leave?” He puts the toothbrush in his mouth, “I’ve seen worse.”
“It’s impossible to argue with you,” you cry. And you’re right. Tsukishima Kei is insufferable, and he may be too comfortable with you already.
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You learn Tsukishima has no sense of personal space soon after.
When he loves someone, his affection comes in odd ways. Sometimes it’s a flick to the forehead, other times it’s a teasing remark, and today, it’s him asking you if he could stay with you while you shower.
It’s not necessary the worst request, but when you consider the fact that he’s asking to sit on a stool and talk to you while you bathe, you find it a bit strange.
“Why would you even want that?” You ask him, all while you get ready for your nighttime shower.
“I just wanna be there.”
You shrug, tell him “sure”, and move on with your day. He sits on the toilet seat as you shower, recounting his day and all the small things that ticked him off.
“I never knew you could talk this much,” you laugh. He’s not necessarily the most quiet partner, but words are often few when it comes to your Kei. He’s more of a listener than anything, telling you how much he likes to hear your voice when you “bitch about everything.” (His words, not yours.)
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Once you spend enough time with Tsukishima, though, you learn that he’s not evasive, just caring. He cares for you in ways you’ve never been loved before.
He shows you this when you feel as if you’re looking the Grim Reaper in the eyes, period cramps eating you away, and laying in your shared bed.
“Get up,” he whispers, careful to not yell for he knows how much you hate loud noises.
“Don’t talk to me.”
He knows it’s the cramps talking, so he only responds with a roll of his eyes.
“Okay,” he says, and begins to lift you off the bed. You nearly scream in shock, hitting his chest lightly.
“Put me down!” You kick your legs as he carries you bridal-style towards the bathroom. You know what he’s doing, trying to motivate you to not wallow in your pain, but you’re far too stubborn and in too much pain to care.
“Don’t ignore me!”
“You told me not to talk to you,” he retorts, gently placing you on the closed toilet seat and kneeling in front of you. “I ran a bath for you.”
You stare at him, head tilted to the side, and you wonder how you got so damn lucky.
“You want me to strip you, or?” He speaks up in the midst of your silence.
“Don’t be an ass.”
“That’s what I do best,” he smiles, lifting your hands up to remove your shirt (it’s his, really) from your body.
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