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keisshortcake · 7 months
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Thinking about, waking up and gazing at streaks of sunlight softly hitting his light colored hair, and soon enough his eyelids fluttered open revealing his pretty purple orbs.
A sleepy "konbu..." made its way to his mouth, and gosh, who would have imagined a "kelp" could make you smile so much? <3
With a sleepy smile, you softly replied,
"Konbu to you too my dear Toge.."
Dear reader-san, please make him many many tuna mayo onigiri today! 🍙
My love for tsukishima kei recently went to inumaki toge because they share the same voice actor. And today is toge's birthday, so happy birthday my onigiri boy! I hope this crush last, but I'm kinda missing my kei already hahahahha
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keisshortcake · 1 year
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Drunk tsukishima kei saying:
I'll burn the world for you..
🥺👍 No, yes please.
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keisshortcake · 1 year
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Drunk tsukishima kei saying:
I'll burn the world for you..
🥺👍 No, yes please.
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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Also I forgot to update Tumblr but I did a song cover for Tsukishima Kei's bday ~ here's the link if you're curious..
And I had dinner and custom ordered a cake for his bday, it was such a happy occasion hahah. My mom's bday was kinda close to his but I didn't even celebrate lol. Feels kinda bad, but hey I live in a different country from them! Hahahahaha excuses XD
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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"The feelings are mutual after all.."
Happy 1 week to Kei's birthday!
Here's a drabble on how would Tsukishima Kei react when y/n came back after a business trip/ family visit trip for a week without him.
Kei would reply, "I don't miss you" when you texted him excitedly about which arrival hall you would arrive at. But when he saw you running towards him at the airport, he couldn't help but laugh and lift you up in a hug.
"You're too short to hug" he said, but he just can't wait to nestle his face on your hair, and breathe in your scent that never fails to keep him feeling right at home again.
That day, he was being extra nice, way much nicer than you remembered. He would open your car door for you, helped with your luggage before you even noticed, and as much as you wanted to tease him on it, you thought, maybe it's okay to not point it out so he wouldn't feel too conscious about it.
And maybe you were wrong, maybe Kei had been doing all these little gestures all along, and maybe you just never noticed!
The sarcastic man just had to show his love in one way or another that doesn't trample on his pride right? And what is more subtle than little acts of love?
Maybe you too, are giddy from the fact that you haven't seen each other for so long, that what had been normalised started to feel charming again. You wondered how could you not consciously notice how secure and warm it is to stay by his side! Or how handsome his face looks when he drove you both to your warm home.
And somehow today, when you giddily pointed it out to him, he just smiled. Others wouldn't notice the slight change in expression, but of course you did. How could you not? He would only show it for you, and you thought, maybe the feelings are mutual after all.
Maybe just like you, he wanted to let the teasing and playful banter cease just for today.
Today, just for today, while taking advantage of your fuzzier memory of him, he would behave slightly out of character. He would be extra kind and love you a little bit harder than usual. And he just secretly hopes that you wouldn't notice.
After all it feels nice to love and be loved!
AN: Happy bday 7 day in advance Kei! Thank you for helping me fall asleep every night, lol XD
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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Imagine drunk Tsukishima getting truth and dared during a 3rd gym bois reunion and Kuroo asked him what he couldn't live without and he says "my wife.."
🥺
Someone I knew legit said that and I can't stop thinking about it
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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Hear me out:
Tsukishima Kei as your hairdresser 😳
Imagine being led to your seat by this tall man. He will just coldly point at the empty seat, expecting you to sit down. When you did, he then gave you a disapproving "tch," before proceeding to disgruntledly pump the lever to raise your seat to its maximum height because your head is way too low from his eye level (well I can't imagine someone who doesn't).
Imagine hearing a "sit still," or "can you look straight", or "oi, stop moving!" throughout your hair appointment. Those words would probably leave you feeling pretty uncomfortable and insecure, and you would wonder, how did his hair salon survive until this day?
But whenever he, ever so softly tilt your head to get a better view of your hair, or gently twirl two locks between his fingers to compare their length, you began to realise that maybe he does deserve some regulars after all.
And maybe that nervousness you felt didn't stem from your low self confidence, but from the level of concentration and attention that he gave you. Who wouldn't feel nervous being watched intently by this handsome blonde? You would never find other hairdresser as focused and meticulous as this tall, mean man.
And that slight, satisfied smirk that plastered his face after he's done working magic called your hair? I bet you wish your hair grows faster so you'd have the chance to visit his salon again.
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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Something that happens in my mind often:
*hugs Kei, crying*
🌙: stop crying idiot...
🍯: *sniffles* don't call me idiot!!
🌙: o-okay.. stop crying silly..
🍯: .. I'm trying!!
And I probably have work related anxiety even tho my work isn't even difficult.. 😭
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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I call myself dumb a lot of times everyday in my mind and I wonder if it's because I keep thinking about Kei and what would he say. But then again, would he call me dumb if he knows I felt so affected by it? Maybe no? Maybe Kei wants me to be kinder to myself too? Who knows, man doesn't exist :'D
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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I call myself dumb a lot of times everyday in my mind and I wonder if it's because I keep thinking about Kei and what would he say. But then again, would he call me dumb if he knows I felt so affected by it? Maybe no? Maybe Kei wants me to be kinder to myself too? Who knows, man doesn't exist :'D
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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Some personal rambling..
In my imaginary house there's a room for Tsukishima Kei and Akaashi Keiji, my top two comfort character as of recently. Today something sort of stressful happened, someone said something along the line of,
"You should be able to do it,"
"It's not that hard,"
"But you looked confident, how come?"
And I'm always so sensitive about this topic, something so personal to me that I couldn't really say anything back except cry.
The first thing that I did when I was back at the comfort of my bedroom was to think of Kei. Thinking of returning to our shared house, looking a bit down, being a bit more quiet, and wanting him to notice and ask,
"what happened?"
As I was recounting my rather unpleasant experience to him, I thought about Akaashi (probably should've said Keiji but I like the name Akaashi better). Akaashi would probably notice first instead of Kei, or even if he didn't, he would probably be the first to take action.
Talking to Akaashi would probably bring more comfort. I don't know, I think the fan headcanon for him is someone who listens well, someone who is patient and gentle with his loved ones (he can deal with Bokuto's boisterous nature after all..)
I don't know how accurate this fan headcanon is because I think the real Akaashi is just as awkward, but disciplined and persistent to chase his goals (could've said dreams but them being them) just like Kei. Something like, if he's a househusband, he would ensure that the rooms are spotless and everything is neat and tidy. Bedsheets are washed every week. Internet says you need 3 hours of sunlight everyday to wakeup naturally and feel the most refreshed, so I open the curtain at 5am before you woke up. I just made that up by the way please don't quote me for this.
Meanwhile Kei would probably die out or pride if I tell him, "I earn enough, why don't you stay at home and help around with the chores?"
A thought of Akaashi knocking on Kei's door to check up on me, and Kei giving him the looks of confusion and signal "Why did she come to me? You're the one who can say all those gentle words at her", and Akaashi, with a knowing look on his face and probably a chuckle gestured something along the line of "You're her favorites after all."
Usually for a more practical problem, where I need to hear a second opinion (best if it's skeptical enough) and not just an overly forgiving "I'll support all your decisions," I would turn to Kei. But if I just want to be pampered for a bit, being literally emotionally supported, I would think of Akaashi. Physically, I feel like Akaashi would give better hugs, better headpats and less awkward strokes on my back compared to the tall beanstalk of a blonde man called Kei....
But tonight as my feelings are yet to be straightened out and I'm not sure of what I want to hear, the safest option was to go with the one that I have known the longest..
The one that I trust quite a lot more, simply because he's a bit more relatable, and also maybe because he too had felt hurt and disappointed for having such a big and lofty dream. Someone who ended up jaded and put up a wall around himself, yet he let that wall crumble over a simple remark from his friend, and decided that maybe it is okay to dream. With his gifted physique and admirable discipline to put in a lot of effort, and practice, practice, practice, Kei somehow reached his goals. I actually really like how he ended up in the 2nd division of V league instead of being a top national player in 1st div like Kageyama or Hinata. It's a little more realistic and comforting, that he didn't put literally all his life for volleyball and volleyball only. He has a day job, probably worried that his passion won't be enough to feed him and what I'm guessing to be his expensive headphones (have you checked out Sony recent headphones? The 1000xm series? Those are not cheap).
Similarly, me too Kei, me too. I have a day job that pays quite decently, heck it is a lot more than what I was asking for, but somehow that's not enough. Me too, I have a dream that I have been putting off because of my own insecurities, bad experiences and fear of failure. And yet me too, Kei, I want to dream and try. I want to tell myself that it's okay to want to be good at something that you love even if it might ended up making you feel disappointed.
I guess the day when I start comparing myself with others and getting so overwhelmed with my thoughts would be the day when I find Akaashi much more comforting than Kei (this day will arrive pretty soon I guess). When I needed that task focus and the reassurance to continue working alongside that "star", someone who I admire quite a fair bit.
But today, today is for Kei. His quiet and rational "I can't help you if you don't tell me what happened" "what do you need me to do?" and slightly awkward but loving hug is all that I want..
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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Not Kei / Haikyuu related. Just want to dump my thoughts somewhere.
TW: mentions of suicide, depression, etc
I was thinking about how I have the tendency to forget moments where I'm experiencing stress. Specifically, I don't remember why I ever wanted to die. But I know I did wanted that, because I told people, I wrote my feelings out, and I know on that day I felt horrible. But for some reason I can't recall how did I feel, why did I feel that way, or what happened after. Somehow later I'll just get back to normal, living my life, totally forgetting that just a few days ago I told people how they should just forget me, someone should just take over my life, as if it never happened. It doesn't make sense to the current happy and healthy me that I ever wanted to die. But at that moment I know that it all makes sense, that death is the only way out. But I can't remember why it makes sense. I only know that at that moment it felt so justified.
There was a time where I fought with my boyfriend and a few hours later after we made up (through tears, I was hurt by what he said), I totally forgot why I cried in the first place. I asked him why did I cry, what did I say, and he was so confused because it was just a few hours ago. But my brain was like a fog, I know it happened but I can't recall why or what happened.
For context, I was on antidepressant a few years back because of some prolonged stress (stopped it sometime mid 2018). This forgetful feeling is similar to the feeling that I got whenever I started to think about painful / sad memories. It's like you're thinking as per normal, then all of a sudden. Poof. You just felt like, hey that doesn't make sense. And stop feeling sad altogether.
Knowing that I have the tendency to forget painful memories kind of scares me. What if I forget something important? Just because they're painful, doesn't mean that it can't be important. Or, I'm sure without the people around me who always helped explaining what happened, I would be even more confused. So what if one day in an argument I pushed them away. And totally forgot about them altogether? I feel so weird...
Sighs. I hope I don't dream about it or something. Anyway, I recently discovered this liqueur call Bailey Irish cream and it's so nice! I love it sooo much, it taste just like rum and raisin and man, it's just so so so good. I'd probably love it even without the alcohol hahahh
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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Kei, that's not how you do it..
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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I'm so heartbroken and disappointed with how different countries keep changing their travel regulation because of stupid omicron.
I couldn't be home for Xmas for the 2nd year now, and after changing my plane tickets 3 times, booking my pcr tests, booking quarantine hotels and all those, I'm just supposed to give up because the regulations just keep changing again and again.
Why is it so hard to go home..
(edit, didn't know why there was a tsukishima x reader tag just now, this is just my rant, not meant to be a Tsukki drabble..)
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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Imagine!
Asking your beloved, professional athlete of a husband to open a jar of pickles and he.. Failed.
Tsukishima Kei will be like, "Uh, lemme try that again."
There's no way he's gonna let you walk away with an unopened jar of pickles, he has too much pride and that's all he needs to keep trying right?
But the jar of pickles somehow just refuse to budge, and you're just standing there, staring at him doing his best, with the same level of concentration and effort that he had years ago, that day when he blocked Ushiwaka's spike..
From here the story may branch out in two ways:
If he can't open the jar, you can probably say something like,
"It's 'kay Kei, no worries, I'll just ask the neighbour to open it,"
to which, Kei will respond with a
"No way I'm letting the neighbour do it for you, I'll open it even if I have to smash it with a hammer or something."
Or, if you love my dearest fictional husband as much as I do, maybe you'll prefer the ending where he will somehow be able to open that stupid jar.
If so, with a smirk on his face and a deliberately concealed signs of relief, he will say something along the line of,
"Nah, here you go. Maybe next time you need to exercise more, lazyass."
//v//~
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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I went to the dentist today for some dental filling and the dentists put some anaesthesia on one side of my mouth (both top and bottom) and throughout the whole process I was just trying to calm myself while thinking about Kei.
I'm not scared of the dentist or the procedure, the jabs, the drilling, nothing is painful. And in fact, I kind of looked forward to it because I love "getting myself fixed".
But it was quite nerve wrecking too. I kept telling myself, it's for the better, they know how to do their job, I just have to trust..
I can feel my heart racing, but what calms me and distracts my mind is really thinking about Kei. Specifically, thinking about him getting similar procedure and freaking out about it.
Like, imagine!
A huge ass grown man, 190++cm, lying uncomfortably on the dental seat that's obviously too small for him, glaring the whole time, leaving the clinic with a swollen and numb cheek, demanding for cold treats (dentist told me I can eat cold snack right after but not hot stuff), and being uncharacteristically talkative (yet couldnt enunciate his words properly), complaining about how sore his neck was, how slow the dentist worked, etc etc.
The other kind of scenario is cute too, like coming out of the procedure room to see him smirking at me, saying,
"Regret not brushing your teeth every night now?"
"It's just that one time Kei."
"Yeah, and how often do you floss again?"
"Every night.. Except on once or twice a week.. Hey, it wasn't that bad!"
"Yeah, yeah sure."
Getting teased for having a swollen and numb cheek, but also being told "Good job for being brave", and given ice cream or frozen yogurt as treats..
Or simply being there when I came out so I can just bury my face on his chest and relax, because it was kind of nerve wrecking to be in such a vulnerable position with strangers?
Oh, and when the dentists kept asking me gently, "Open your mouth..." and I just obliged, or when they told me "Go and gargle a few times first," or "Bite and chew, tell me if it's uncomfortable", I felt like I discovered a side of me that's just 100% obedient. I was so nervous and anxious I followed everything closely and lie there unmoving, like a log.
I felt like maybe all I wanted in life is just someone who is assertive, someone I can trust to make rational and smart decisions and follow closely when I can't decide for myself, and at the same time someone who will give me enough respect, trust and freedom to do my own things..
Ah, in terms of mbti this is really the INTJs right..? Like Kei huh...
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keisshortcake · 2 years
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working from home ☕
You and Kei work in different rooms, with a full WFH setup in each room so you can answer calls and have your work meetings in peace. You love to blast some cozy Monday jazz playlist from your speakers, and while Kei didn't particularly mind, his boss sure did.
Although you're not the neatest person on earth, it is pretty impossible to have a messy desk when you have and need so little to do your work. One notebook and a few colored pens, and of course a set of monitors and speakers, a mouse and a keyboard, and a pot of tea brewing close to the far end of your table, something that you started to enjoy after working from home becomes the default.
Kei's desk is similar, but slightly more loaded with a stack of well-organised and annotated research papers of various museum artefacts, his notebook splayed open, only left with a couple of pages, and a single dark pen on his hand. Instead of a dual monitor screen setup that you have, Kei has a simple laptop propped up high on a laptop stand, that was 24/7 connected to his PC in the Sendai Museum via remote desktop. A wireless mouse and keyboard, and a pot of coffee instead of tea. The coffee that you brew for him first thing in the morning after carefully removing yourself from his daily morning, sleepy cuddles.
Kei needs one cup to get him out of bed, and usually another one to get his engine ready for this dreary start of the week..
At 1030am, you would often knock on his door to say hi and get a quick 5-min recharge after a long and boring Monday morning meeting. He would raise his eyebrows at you and complain,
"Don't you have better things to do?"
But he let you crawl on his lap and rest your head on his shoulder anyway. Once, he said it's because your tea have much less caffeine than his coffee, and he actually offered you some of his. But you declined, choosing to nuzzle on his warm neck more than anything.
So nowadays he would just continue typing, working on that whatever dinosaur fossil documents on his laptop. He never seemed bothered, but he secretly loved the way your body plopped down on him, like a weighted blanket that somehow grew a pair of warm arms that always wrapped on him tightly, just so, so unwilling to let him go.
And with your hair directly under his chin, he can't help but relax at your scent, so calmingly familiar, so warm, so safe, so...
At home.
Makes him wonder if he could secretly bring you to his office when working from home no longer becomes the default.
Every now and then, his hand would leave the keyboard and find its way to your back, stroking it a few times before resting it on top of your head, and ever so gently you would feel a soft peck on your head, before the clickety clack of his keyboard could be heard again.
And after regularly dropping by his room for this quick recharge for a few weeks, somehow, the smell of coffee just makes you feel.. Sleepy..
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