#walter keys mckey x gn!reader
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i’m so glad u want to start writing for keys i feel like he’s pretty underrated on here </3 maybe something where him and reader have interacted a lot in the game and one recognizes the other’s voice in real life in public? idk i think that would be really cute! x
free life on earth
A/N: listennnn i consumed every tumblr fic i could find of him in one night and decided there was not enough nor will there ever be.
Pairing: Walter “Keys” McKey x GN!Reader
Summary: He thought he was just out getting coffee. But then he bumped into his cyber crush. 2.1k words.
Warnings: fluff, meet (?) cute, you know i had to put this in a coffeeshop, shamelessly awkward flirting, mutual pining, a teensy little accident kiss (unless…), cursing
He was fascinated. From the very beginning, despite how cliché and theatrical it sounds; he swore up and down he'd never go all puppy-dog-eyed again. And then you let out a whip of deafening expletives, and he swan dove right into a new obsession.
But saying obsession seemed too intense and creepy, so he's been calling it his online thing like it's a business meeting. Like he's not lovesick and doting and you have no idea he's worming himself around your little finger.
"You've gotta be—Keys! Don't fucking throw that while I'm standing right here."
The laugh rips out of him and jolts him back in his chair. To think that the limited amount of time he spends not working on this godforsaken game he happens to spend playing the game. He must have something wrong with him. He drops the flashbang back into his inventory and scuttles over to your crouched avatar.
"Sometimes I wonder why they let you graduate," you poke, swiveling in circles in the wavering shade of a big tree, blank eyes staring up at the sky.
"Hey, if I didn't graduate, we never would've met."
You chuckle. "Oh, Keys, life would be so horrible without you"—you click your tongue and your avatar's knees straighten, and his heart shouldn't skip a beat the way it does with your digital face this close to his—"because I have nothing better to do than sit at my desk all day and talk to a stranger on the internet."
"A handsome stranger," he teases.
"I'm logging off."
"Wait—"
"Nope!"
"Come on," he whines, "you know you love me."
Curse him with that sometimes confidence and all-the-time charm. And maybe that's the one thing you don't know. He smoked you out just to get at you while unassuming and lovely. You blink hard just to realize you've gone a little blurry, and the sun slices through your blinds and glares against your monitor.
"Is it light where you are?" you mumble, a songbird cooing and flapping away outside your window. His character goes still, no longer shuffling across the grass, just still. Strands of his hair animated to flow. It makes you smirk every time you think of it.
"Yeah, think so. Geez—"
"What if I was a stalker? Now I know the sun is up for you. That eliminates like... a lot of places," you say, very proudly and kind of worried. You don't rest well as it is, and now this boy might be giving out his address to random users.
"Okay, but is the sun rising or setting?"
"...Maybe it's neither," you hum.
"Maybe it's both."
It takes a second for him to laugh, and he's crazy but it's contagious. You shake your head and press your face into your palms to muffle a soft laugh. Hoping he doesn't hear you humor him. But you do, and he does.
"You're delirious, go have caffeine," you huff, definitely smiling, even with your jaw aching from wearing a headset for much too long. But you're sure the tightness in your neck is worth it when he hums softly and rustles with something on his desk.
"No," he whines, spamming the space bar, sending his character hopping down the grassy slope of the park's small hill. He sighs. "Alright, fine. Didn't feel like staying online anyway."
"Oh, hush, it'll be good for you. Plus, I gotta head out, and I don't want you missing me too much."
"Yeah, yeah," he mumbles, "but you better be on tonight."
"C'mon, baby, you know me," you say, head lulling to the side as he sprints back up the hill just to slip down once he's halfway there. He must be too tired to think about it. Because you've called him that once before, and it sent him reeling. He's glad the game wasn't designed for webcam gameplay. Not only would that be nightmarish, but you would immediately catch him beet red and fidgety.
He yawns.
"Alright, see ya."
You chirp something nice into his ear. Like a goodbye, but you'd never say it. He powers his desktop down and throws on a crewneck before heading a couple blocks north, hands shoved in his pockets the whole way. Head incessant with the thought of you. Even if he could stop it, he wouldn't. If you'd stay holed up in his noggin until the next supernova, he'd be satisfied. And the coffee shop is sticky and warm when he steps in from the chill.
But something makes him smile. Only a few tables have anybody seated there: mostly couples. Except, there's one person sitting alone. Occupying the table closest to the register, scarf draped over the back of the oaky chair, fingertips patting along a dim phone screen.
"Morning, two sugars," the barista chirps, "the usual?"
Keys hisses in a deep breath, eyes flicking over the extensive, swirly-lettered menu.
"You know what—?"
"Aw, break my heart, man—don't tell me you're switching it up on me now."
Keys chuckles with a shrug, "what can I say? I'm a sucker for a limited time offer. Gimme one of those seasonal drinks.”
"That's it, no more discounts for you," he huffs, already scribbling 'Keys' and a pouty face across the side of a bright orange cup.
"You were giving me a discount?"
"Keys," a soft voice chirps. And it's not something he could've imagined if he tried, because it sounds like you, and maybe this is some wishful thinking hat trick, but he turns to the side. And there you are. Arm perched on the back of the chair, torso twisted around to peer up at him. And he peers back. It's you. Wide-eyed and grinning.
"Hi," he pants, "it's you."
Your chair scrapes across the wood flooring, and you get real close to him like you're still not sure this is real life and not a simulator. Or you accidentally signed up for a drug-induced sleep study, and this is the desired, coma-adjacent lucid dream.
"In the flesh." You scoff, hands on your hips. He wonders if you're letting him look at you. It's a little perverted, but he's in denial, watching your mouth and the way it's so different from your in-game avatar. "I was hoping... I mean, I wanted it to be you. You sound like you."
He nods. And his hair flops into his face. Hides his soft pink forehead and the line between his furrowed brows.
"You're... taller than I thought you'd be. And you wear glasses," you say, lifting your hand like you're about to touch him. It makes him happy. He knows you—he's known you exclusively by your code and the sound of your voice, and yet your first instinct was to reach for him. And even though you drop your hand and glance away, he smiles.
"Disappointed?" he teases like he's expecting the rejection. Like you'll laugh and tell him to scram because yes, he's not what you had imagined. Maybe you had imagined him to perfection and doomed him in the process.
But you shake your head.
Decisively, a serious conclusion, borderline frowning at the sentiment. How could you be disappointed after spending days upon days doing absolutely nothing and everything with him. Just him.
You sigh, "You techies are always a wild card. To be honest, I'm just glad you're not a serial killer."
He chuckles and takes a deep breath. Letting it buzz through him because by some miracle, you're glad.
"I take it my dashing looks are just an added bonus," he huffs, raising his brows, but out of the corner of his eye, you smile. You don't laugh, but you smile. Brightly, too, sincere in the creases by your tired eyes.
"Toffee latte for... Keys?"
He scratches the back of his neck when you look away, feeling like he's sweating buckets all over the polished floor. Then you look back at him, lips only parted for a breath, mouth quirked. You look cute. Like he couldn't have imagined you sweeter. He just knows you're gonna leave him all syrupy and stuck on you after this.
"So... d'you—"
"Keys! Latte for Keys?"
"I think that might be you," you tease, nodding over to the pick up window with a grin.
"Oh. Oh, right!"
He hurries over to the disgruntled employee, grabbing his coffee and a couple of napkins and a stopper between his teeth before popping it into the lid. When he turns back around, you're not there. And his heart sinks. Frantic, he cranes his neck, spinning dizzily before catching your wave and the bell above the door. And you duck outside.
The cold smacks him into reality. It’s terrifying the way you look back at him with a smile because he’s been thinking about it since the day he first heard your voice. And now you’re letting him catch up to you, walking backwards with your arms crossed over your chest.
"Sorry for ditching. It was kinda stuffy in there—"
He chuckles, suddenly shy with the way you look right through him. And you’re right. Everything’s clearer. Crisp and frosty, but it’ll melt away with the sun.
"No, yeah, it's totally..." he huffs, "I know."
"Good, 'cause I was hoping you'd walk me home."
He shudders, not knowing whether it's the cold or the way you're so sure of him. Even with sweat rolling down his back. He doesn’t think he’ll make it as far as you plan on taking him. Not after you've flattered him enough to lay him bare on the sidewalk.
“You live around here?”
“‘Course I do. I’m not about to drive fifteen minutes for a cup of coffee,” you grumble, skipping over the cracked pavement where weeds sprout up into teensy yellow flowers. Then the toe of your show catches a jilted and offset curb, sending you teetering forward.
“Woah”—Keys catches you by the hand, too focused on the way your fingertips find their way to his, slotting down hard and curling. “I gotcha.”
“Pssh,” you scoff, tugging him close as an excuse to catch you breath. Only, you’re in the middle of the sidewalk and a biker wheels by with a groan. “White knight.”
“I prefer the term gentleman, but whatever floats your boat.”
You stick your tongue out at him when he takes a swig of his coffee and flinches away from it, fingers clenching around your knuckles.
“Hot?”
“Burning.”
“Thanks,” you say with a wink. And his tongue isn’t the only thing burning when it settles into his ears and nose.
“So, are you nearby, or…?”
“Oh! Yeah, this is my building.” You thrust a thumb over your shoulder and yeah, he’s hooked. So hooked he doesn’t realize you’re less than a block up the road from his building. He doesn’t realize he could have been yours. He could be yours, but he’s too hooked.
“Shit. Then I guess this is goodbye.” He leers up at the art deco apartment complex with a squint. Kind of disappointed before he realizes his palm is damp pressed to yours. Suffocating into the space you give him when he scuffs against the rough concrete.
“Guess so.” The sunlight beams from between the strands of his mussed hair, catching the rim of his lenses, and rendering you in awe. “At least we have the game.”
He scoffs. “We’ll always have the game.”
You shrug and tap the bottom edge of his cup. “And you’ll always have this.” Your finger traces the digits and dashes along until they’re dotted off with a heart. “Definitely didn’t slip him ten bucks for that.”
“You’re pretty desperate, huh?”
You smile. “Yup.” You squeeze his hand and tug him close to kiss the supple place his cheek dimples just slightly when he smiles. And he shifts a little. On accident. But suddenly, your mouth is pressed to the corner of his, and he’s short-circuiting when you pull away. “Sorry!”
“It’s… it’s okay, I’m not—I don’t mind,” he sputters and you laugh despite yourself, “Really, don’t worry about it, I mean, I’m not worried, it’s not a big deal, I just—”
You kiss him again. In front of the steps of your apartment building, holding his hand, and boiling him up inside. He can’t help but smile when you tongue at his bottom lip and drop his hand in favor of his waist. He thinks only you’d be so delicate with him. After all, it’s you. And when you pull away, his mouth is a little pink and a little slobbery, and you swipe your thumb across his chin.
“You better call that number,” you warn. He smirks.
“Beats talking to strangers on the internet.”
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An extra hi
Walter "Keys" McKey x gn!reader
Requested by; @batzfailz
Contents; fluff, neutral pronouns for reader
Summary; After four months of bringing a coffee to Y/n day after day at work, Keys finally tries to talk to them.
The first time Y/n was brought coffee, they were rather confused. A man they didn't recognise and had never spoken to before placed it on their desk and smiled at them before walking away. When they had a sip, it was exactly what they usually got. They felt rather worried, yet at the same time flattered.
That was four months ago. Every work day, Keys has gone to work with two coffees instead of one. Every work day, Keys gets too shy to even talk to the person he's crushing on and instead says, "Hello." sounding jittery and nervous to then hurry to his desk. Smooth, right?
Obviously not.
But today, Keys decides he's going to talk to them. Like the other times he said he would... But he could do it this time. He feels ever so slightly more confident today. But he feels like it's not enough.
He stands in the doorway, staring at Y/n from afar. Now that he's actually here, the confidence has already begun to slither away. He forces his legs to carry him over there, and he places their coffee on their desk like usual.
"Aw, thank you!" Y/n smiles at him like usual. It's all normal, thus far. Keys stares at them, trying to formulate some words that aren't "hi." He begins to notice that he's staring at Y/n and feels awkward instantly. Not normal anymore.
"...Hi." Keys murmurs. Dammit!
"Hi?" They reply, confused by his behaviour.
"Hi." Keys repeats, sounding more sure of himself. He takes a deep breath to talk to them, but Antwan interrupts from across the hall to get him to get to work. He looks at Y/n, gaze drifting over to Antwan. He wants to argue with him, his expression says so, but he silently storms over to his desk on the other side of the room.
He slumps in his chair. He was making some kind of progress, right? He said an extra hi. He was getting somewhere! Maybe next time he'll even have the guts to ask, "How are you?". Maybe that's a stretch.
Well, at least he tried. He can try again when he gets some confidence next month...
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introducing myself :)
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I go by Layla or Liam :) I'm a minor, my birthday is on April 20th
My obvious obsessions are joe keery, joe quinn, stranger things, steddie, will wood, etc, but I also like true crime and stuff :]
Moonlight part 1 (werewolf Steve x vampire Eddie, pre s4)
Moonlight part 2
Moonlight part 3
More to come!
I will do angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, pining, best friend pining, enemies to lovers, oblivious reader or character, I can also just do friends, no lovers! Or family! Just realized those don't get made into fics nearly enough, so I want to give some people the chance to be nice and comfy with their little blorbos. literally whatever u request, but I'm not comfortable with smut
pls request if u want. I'll do:
STRANGER THINGS
•Steve Harrington x reader (any pronouns)
•Eddie Munson x reader (any pronouns)
•Steddie
•Robin Buckley x fem or gn reader
•Hellcheer
•Max Mayfield x reader (any pronouns)
•Lucas Sinclair x reader (any pronouns)
•Byler
•Dustin Henderson x reader (any pronouns)
•Jane Hopper x reader (any pronouns)
•Elmax
•Billy Hargrove x reader
HEATHERS
•Chansaw
•Chandler X reader (any pronouns)
•Duke x reader (any pronouns)
•McNamara x reader (any pronouns)
•Veronica X reader (any pronouns)
•JD X reader (any pronouns)
I no longer do Harry Potter for obvious reasons
OTHER
•Kurt Kunkle X reader (any pronouns)
•Walter "Keys" Mckey x reader (any pronouns)
•Joe Keery X reader (any pronouns)
•Joseph quinn X reader (any pronouns)
•Gator Tillman X reader (any pronouns)
•Baron x reader (any pronouns) (will do after I watch marmalade)
#stranger things#joe keery#joseph quinn#steve harrington#eddie munson#joe quinn#steddie#kurt kunkle#keys x reader#keys mckey#gator tillman#gator x reader#fargo fx#heathers the musical#heathers#jd heathers#jd x reader#jason dean x reader#heather chandler x reader#chansaw#heather duke#veronica sawyer#heather chandler#jason dean#Heather Duke x reader#heather mcnamara#Heather McNamara x reader#steve harrington x reader#eddie munson x reader#hellcheer
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Hi again! I have this idea for a Walter Keys (x fem!reader) fic where Keys buys the reader a puppy for her birthday and he has to go and get this puppy and all its toys and then hide it before she gets home from work. I can just imagine Keys running around his apartment chasing a little chocolate Labrador puppy or something and then the reader gets home and he surprises her with it but it's just CHAOS.
of course, you don't have to write it, but I thought it was a cute idea!
keys surprising you with a dog
A/N: THIS IS SO CUTE IM BLUBBERING LIKE A LITTLE BABY OVER IT (also i did it in headcanon format bc it felt right) SORRY I FORGOT ABOUT THE BIRTHDAY PART but it can still b read that way!!
Warnings: just fluff, cursing, a kiss, pure chaos and i love it
he definitely felt like you were dropping hints and you were NOT subtle about it
“omg look at that perfect little puppy” + *bombards his messages with pics of little doggies* + “DOG!” x100 + “don’t you just love dogs?”
but he’s pretty sure you don’t know that he knows that you know what you’re doing
tldr; he’s getting you a dog
he’s spent WEEKS scrolling thru adoption ads online and scouring shelters for the bestest boy and then
looking for a loving home: misha! chocolate lab, 7 month old, friendly/affectionate/playful, vaccines up-to-date
with the sweetest little face and a picture of him playing catch
like COME ON
you know keys immediately called the number and sped on over to the address they sent for this pup
misha sat in the passenger’s seat the whole way home, and keys quickly found out he likes the spice girls
they’re already best friends and it was only a four hour drive
……. he’s committed
only he didn’t consider: food, bowls, a bed, toys, leash, etc.
so the journey is back on, and you’re off work soon
lets misha trot around the store picking out his favorite toys (chooses the loudest, most squeaky ones and is grinning like a bastard the entire time)
picks out a matching collar + leash and a fluffy bed and like 100 pounds of dog food
needless to say, he may or may not have spent almost $1000 that day
no matter ‘cause the look on your face is gonna be priceless, he can already tell
then he lets misha off his leash and into the apartment
and he’s off
sprinting into the bedroom and out again, barking at nothing, bouncing off the walls, he’s got the ZOOMIES for sure
and keys is just standing in the front doorway, leash in hand like……. what have i done
apartment: trashed
so now he’s chasing after the ball of energy, picking up knocked over books and a lamp and trying to get the shoe out of his mouth when he hears
“… i’m home”
all while he’s crouched by the arm of the couch, eyes wide, and turned over his shoulder to smile at you
“surprise?”
and the dog comes SPRINTING out of nowhere, completely mowing him over, flattening him on the carpet
and keys just groans because he can hear you laughing while the dog laps at his face
you set your stuff down and kick the door closed and are DOUBLED over looking at this fully grown man with a dog wiggling around on top of him and nearly suffocating him
and you’re just kneeling down next to them and scratching the dog’s head while keys is playing dead and you’re like
“who’s this little guy?” “the devil” “awww, such a good boy, what’s your name, bub?” “it’s misha. and he’s insane” “hi, misha!!”
and the puppy hops into your lap and you have to hold him back from climbing you like a tree
he’s such a sweetie, and keys is still recovering
then misha sits down in your lap and is panting and nudging your hand until you pet him more 🥺🥺
“so who are we dogsitting for?”
“we’re not”
and you just laugh and shake your head while keys wipes the slobber off his face and sits up
“ha ha very funny. who?”
but keys just stares at you with that little stupid smirk and you look up from the dog and your face go so serious
keys is scared
“he’s ours?” “mhm”
and you just hug the little puppy and are literally on the verge of tears and grabbing keys by the back of his neck to give him a big kiss
and misha starts barking up at the two of you
and you pull away laughing with keys holding your hand
“he’s ours”
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taglist:
@milkiane
#walter keys mckey fluff#walter keys mckey x reader#walter keys mckey x gn!reader#walter keys mckey imagine#walter keys mckey headcanon#keys fluff#keys x reader#keys x gn!reader#keys#walter keys mckey#fluff#headcanon#x reader#keys free guy#free guy#keys fanfic#walter keys mckey fanfic#x fem!reader#x female reader#x poc reader#x woc reader#x plus size reader#x gn!reader#free guy fanfic
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okay mr walter keys mckey is wayyyyhy too handsome for me to keep my grubby hands off of & so immediately i am going to write for him
who wants to send me a request🫂
#walter keys mckey#keys#walter keys mckey x reader#walter keys mckey x fem!reader#x reader#x fem!reader#keys x reader#keys x fem!reader#free guy#x gn!reader#walter keys mckey x gn!reader#joe keery#joe keery x reader#headcanons#walter keys mckey fic#walter keys mckey fluff
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HEY! I'M SLIMEBALL‼️‼️
This is my Introduction and Masterlist page
+ Coming soon
Introduction
• I will write mostly anything! This is including fluff and angst. I will not write full-on smut, but I will write sexual themes or things non-graphic. l'l just write depending on getting ideas and getting requests.
• I will only be writing for Joe keery and his characters, so keep that in mind!
• I will only be writing x reader fics (x male!reader, x gn!reader, x fem!reader in order of preference)
• be as detailed as you'd like with requests! I'll take it all into consideration.
• I am not a full-time writer, I will do this for fun when l'm in the mood! So if I do not write your request relatively soon, I am not ignoring it!
• My requests are always open!
Masterlist
my characters are colour coded, and x male, x fem and x GN are, and so are the titles (fluff, angst, fluff with sexual themes, fluff and angst, other)
• Joe Keery
Is that my sweater? (male!reader)
The Secrecy of Songwriting (fem!reader)
The weight of the burdens (fem!reader)
• Steve Harrington
The Coffee or The Man (male!reader)
• Gator Tillman
Just for you (Fem!reader)
Bedtime Story (fem!reader)
Sounds like a dream (fem!reader)
I'm home (sounds like a dream part 2)
• Walter "Keys" McKey
A sweetie gets sweets (male!reader)
An extra hi (gn!reader)
• Kurt Kunkle
Living in a Bush (male!reader)
• Baron
• Sean Lockwood
Please request characters and scenarios! -> Here
To see what's -> Coming Soon <-
Thats all :)
#joe keery#steve harrington x male reader#steve harrington x reader#gator tillman#joseph david keery#steve harrington#kurt kunkle x reader#walter keys mckey#keys x reader#baron x reader#gator tillman x reader#gay#bisexual#joe keery x reader#gator tillman x fem!reader
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IM BORED GONNA WRITE THINGS HAHAHA
I will do angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, pining, best friend pining, enemies to lovers, oblivious reader or character, literally whatever u request, BUT I CAN NOT DO SMUT I AM A MINOR
pls request if u want. I'll do:
STRANGER THINGS
•Steve Harrington x reader (any pronouns)
•Eddie Munson x reader (any pronouns)
•Steddie
•Robin Buckley x fem or gn reader
•Hellcheer
•Harringrove
•Max Mayfield x reader (any pronouns)
•Lucas Sinclair x reader (any pronouns)
•Byler
•Dustin Henderson x reader (any pronouns)
•Jane Hopper x reader (any pronouns)
•Elmax
•Billy Hargrove x reader
HEATHERS
•Chansaw
•Chandler X reader (any pronouns)
•Veronica X reader (any pronouns)
•JD X reader (any pronouns)
HARRY POTTER
•Harry Potter x reader (any pronouns)
•Ron Weasley x reader (any pronouns)
•Draco Malfoy x reader (any pronouns)
•Draco Malfoy x Harry Potter
•Ron Weasley x Harry Potter
•Fred Weasley x reader (any pronouns)
•George Weasley x reader (any pronouns)
•Luna Lovegood x reader (any pronouns)
You can also request ships ;)
OTHER
•Kurt Kunkle X reader (any pronouns)
•Walter "Keys" Mckey x reader (any pronouns)
•Joe Keery X reader (any pronouns)
•Joseph quinn X reader (any pronouns)
•Mike Schmidt x reader (any pronouns)
You can also request anything, these are just off the top of my head!!
#stranger things#joe keery#steve harrington#eddie munson#joseph quinn#steddie#harringrove#robin x reader#chansaw#heathers#heather chandler x reader#jason dean x reader#steve harrington x reader#eddie munson x reader#hellcheer#joe quinn#kurt kunkle#kurtsworld96#kurt kunkle x reader#harry potter#harry potter x reader#drarry#draco x reader#harry x draco#ron weasley x reader#ron weasley#fred and goerge weasley#fred and george#fred weasley x reader#george wealsey x reader
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