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//tsukishima kei x reader - valentine theme With a sweet smile plastered on your face, you made your way through the beautiful green school yards to the humongous gym located at the very end of the path. In the far distance you could already make out the gentle sounds of collisions and squeaks between skin and soft leather, layered hardwood floor and gym shoes. The entirety summed up to become one of the most calming melodies in the weirdest way imaginable. Silently high-fiving yourself for not getting their practice time wrong, you tried to envision the next boisterous act you were going to pull off. It wasn't as if it was a one-way thing

{Tsukishima Kei x Shimizu!Reader} You and Kei are both first years at Karasuno. Kiyoko is your older sister, and I guess you replace Yachi? You two are pretty close in here. This was intended to be a drabble but... --- The first time you came to the club was when your parents told you they wanted you to start walking home with your sister. Not that you minded much, it was better to walk in pairs as opposed to walking alone down the dark streets. But what you didn't expect was for your sister to come for you to help manage her volleyball team. While you knew that she had done it, the last thing you had expected was for her to ask you to co

{Tsukishima Kei x Reader} Both the Reader and Tsukishima are first years. You two dorks have known each other since elementary school. This is set before the match against Aoba Johsai. Spoilers for some? Not that big but okie doke. His hands were bigger than yours. You only knew this because he constantly made it a point to hold your hand, or, at least, when you held his hand, he didn't really say anything, but held your hand as well. You noticed this the second time you grabbed his hand when walking to Karasuno, and it made you smile, 'cause your hands fit together like puzzle pieces. You never minded the fact that his hands were slightly

There was something wrong with Tsukishima lately. He used to be a huge jerk with a bad attitude, but that has calmed down a little. The whole team had been talking about this a lot lately, and to be honest, it scared the heck out of them. Deciding, after they eat their usual meat bun from the Foothill Store, they would secretly follow Tsukishima to who knows where. "Ready?" Daichi asks the team. They nod their heads slowly, not knowing what to expect. "What if he's in a gang?" Hinata whispers to Kageyama, but the tall setter could only hit the decoy's head to shush him, which worked. Tsukishima walked toward a similar route which only Yachi

It wasn't anything out of the ordinary. You had a crush on Tsukishima Kei. He was rude, yes. He made fun of people constantly, yes. Overall, he was just a plain and simple asshole to anyone he wasn't familiar with (heck, even those he was close to). He was just a piece of trash sometimes, you often thought. The rest of the players on the Karasuno Volleyball Club agreed with you too. But, really, they couldn't understand why you would choose him. You were his opposite. Everyone—yes, everyone—questioned your unique taste in men. "Sorry! Tsukki is so mean to you, [Name]!" "Ew, Tsukishima? You like him?" "Megane-kun actually has a

[au when you touch someone's hand, and when it feels opposite the way you feel, then he/she is your soulmate][in this instance, the temperature of the person will be reflected by his personality] She was the warm summer, while he was the cold winter.     (e/c) orbs stared at golden-brown ones while it glared down at her. She bit her lip and averted her gaze somewhere else when the male continued to glare at her as if she was an insult to his presence.   The male in front of her clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes. This took so much of his time, he thought. He continued to stare down at the female in front of him and mocked her.   "What? I

There was a note in your locker that read: “You made flowers grow from my lungs And although they are beautiful I can’t fucking breath.” The next week there was another: “You move through the room Like breathing was easy If someone believed me…” You asked everyone that has a locker around yours, if they saw who place it. They just shaked their heads in lack of knowledge. You started being very suspicious in who was writing you love notes. The next week there was another: “Please don’t be in love with someone else.” How can you be in love with ‘someone else’ when you didn