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Tsukishima Kei's playlist dedicated to you BEFORE you started dating (>_<)

I think everyone in the fandom mutually agrees that Tsukishima would have a playlist dedicated to his s/o. Here are some songs I personally think would be in there!

Tsukishima Kei does not like crushing on people because it makes him feel sick to his stomach, mainly because for whatever reason he's already convinced that this person does not like him back. Therefore, I think when Kei has a crush he would listen to breakup/rejection songs right off the bat :(

Dark Red by Steve Lacy

'Something bad is 'bout to happen to me

Why I feel this way, I don't know, maybe

I think of her so much, it drives me crazy'

Some by Steve Lacy

'Girl, I can take you where you wanna go, if you wanna ride

We could watch a movie, hit the beach, or just chill and get high

And we can do whatever you wanna do

Ooh, oh, oh, oh'

Tek it - Cafuné

'I watch the moon

Let it run my mood

Can't stop thinking of you

I watch you (now I let it go)

(And I watch as things play out like)

So long nice to know you I'll be

Moving on'

(He doesn't move on btw)

505 by Arctic Monkeys

'I'm going back to 505

If it's a seven hour flight or a forty-five minute drive

In my imagination, you're waitin' lyin' on your side

With your hands between your thighs and a smile'

正面 by 紫 今

「今日はどんな君に当たるのかな

(which version of you will I get to see today)

ねえ あなたの正面だあれ？

(hey, who exactly are you?)

振り向きそうなフリだけ？

(only gonna fake glancing over?)

こっち向いて ただ見つめて

(just look towards me, just admire me)

ほらおいで

(hey just come here)

ねえ あなたの正面であれ

(hey, please be the real you)

私の前で止まって

(just stop and look at me)

ねえ私たち、何時になれば

(just when are we)

出逢えるの

(going to finally meet)」

Say by keshi

'Can't read your mind

When all you do is dance on the line

Can't read your mind

All I need is a sign

Say the word

I know what you're thinking, but just say it first

Been waiting all this time for you to take your turn

In my arms for a second

Baby, say the word, and I'll be yours'

SLOW DANCING IN THE DARK - Joji

'I don't want a friend

I want my life in two (Please, one more night; my life in two)

Waiting to get there

Waiting for you (I done fighted all night; waiting for you)

(I done fighted all night)'

'Give me reasons we should be complete

You should be with him, I can't compete

You looked at me like I was someone else, oh well

Can't you see? (Can't you see?)

I don't wanna slow dance (I don't wanna slow dance)

In the dark, dark'

Earrings by Malcolm Todd

'Her love is in your head

You lost your earrings in her bed

You couldn't tell her that you lost them

'Cause you're scared and you're not talking

So you think of what to say

Then save it for another day

'Cause you just never had the heart

Now they just drift further apart

From you'

Heat Waves by Glass Animals

'Sometimes, all I think about is you

Late nights in the middle of June

Heat waves been fakin' me out

Can't make you happier now

Sometimes, all I think about is you

Late nights in the middle of June

Heat waves been fakin' me out

Can't make you happier now'

MUTT by Leon Thomas

'She said, "Take your time, what's the rush?"

I said, "Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a mutt"

She said, "Take your time, what's the rush?" Oh

I said, "Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a mutt"

I'm a dog, I'm a mutt'

Hello? by Clairo and Rejjie Snow

'Are you into me, like I'm into you?

Do you wanna do the things I wanna do with you?

You're so close, and yet so far

I wonder how you look when you're in the dark

You're just one click away, click away, click away

From something real or fake, real or fake, real or fake

You're just one click away, click away, click away

From something real or fake, real or fake, real or fake'

Fall in Love by Suiet

「貴方って時々そんな風に笑うのね

(I didn't know you were able to laugh like that sometimes)

今日は月が綺麗に映るものね

(The moon shines so brightly on this beautiful night)

こんなに素敵な夜は貴方と踊りたいの

(On nights like this I find myself wanting to dance with you)

Maybe I'll fall in love with you today」

Apple Cider by beabadoobee

'And I don't even like you that much

Wait, I do, fuck

Call me at midnight

Let's give this thing a try'

'It's really nice to hold your hand

And even if we're just friends

We could be more than that

And even if we're just friends

We could be more than that

So call me at midnight

Let's give this thing a try'

baby by Takayoshi and Haruka

'Make me want to go against all the rules

You're the only thing that's on my mind

Baby, baby, you are what I want

Baby, baby don't leave me alone

Baby, baby why don't you pick up the phone'

Out of My League by Fitz and the Tantrums

'You were out of my league

All the things I believed

You were just the right kind

Yeah, you were more than just a dream

You were out of my league

Got my heartbeat racing

If I die, don't wake me

'Cause you are more than just a dream'

Looking Out for You by Joy Again

'This is a love song for a girl who will never know it's about her

I know it's pretty stupid, but I'm much too shy to tell her

She's beaming that smile, all the while

I'm all choked up on my own throat, I guess there is no hope'

LADY by Kenshi Yonezu

「レディー 笑わないで聞いて

(Lady, please don't laugh but listen)

ハニー 見つめ合っていたくて

(Honey, can we just admire eachother)

君と二人 行ったり来たりしたいだけ

(I just want to, go somewhere and come back with you)

ベイビー 子供みたいに恋がしたい

(Baby, I want to have a childlike love with you)

書き散らしていく僕らのストーリーライン

(it's written messily, but it's our storyline) 」

Notion by The Rare Occasions - not for the lyrics but the vibes :)

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Silent Stares

Yearner!Tsukishima Kei x Reader

Warnings: toxic relationship

Word count: 1,505

Kei fumbled to put on his headphones when he caught a glimpse of your silhouette in his peripheral vision. You worked a part-time job at the vinyl store he frequented—and he had fallen in love at first sight. He couldn’t believe it, but unfortunately, he knew the exact moment it happened.

It replayed in his head at least five times a day.

He remembered walking into the store with his headphones on, like always, searching for a new album to break his usual rotation. He skipped a few songs and landed on love. by wave to earth. As the romantic guitar intro started playing, you passed by.

For a second, Kei could’ve sworn there was a halo above your head—the high afternoon sun forming a rim on top of your hair. You were smiling to yourself while checking your phone, until your eyes met his.

About thirty seconds later, Kei realized he had been caught red-handed, shamelessly staring. Embarrassed, he rushed out of the store, fully convinced he’d just lost about a hundred aura points in that single moment.

Since then, he hadn’t been able to listen to love. He hadn’t been able to go back to that vinyl store. And most of all, he hadn’t been able to get you off his mind.

He kept wondering what could’ve possibly been so funny on your phone that you laughed out loud that day—and whether whatever was on your phone could have been his chance to get closer to you.

Luckily (?) for Kei, both of those questions had just been answered.

Returning to reality, Kei finally got his headphones on. His head turned automatically—as if his eyes were moths and you were a flame. And in that instant, he realized two things.

One: you were wearing his school’s uniform. Two: you were holding hands with another guy.

Did SLOW DANCING IN THE DARK seriously have to start playing?

Well, it was fine. Kei was always down for a little competition.

Who knew he had such perseverance in him?

And who knew bagging a girl with a boyfriend would be so difficult?

The next day, Kei looked for you at school. Luckily for him, you were the same age—but obviously, you had no classes together (duh). If you did, Kei would’ve noticed you immediately. After doing some more research (stalking you), he found out you weren’t in any after-school clubs and mostly spent your evenings either at the vinyl store or with your boyfriend. Kei found himself hating your boyfriend. He knew it was wrong, but he didn’t care.

What was so great about the guy anyway?

Kei was taller. Probably smarter. Definitely more athletic.

He subconsciously sighed as he headed over to the rooftop, long limbs dragging as he moped. Spacious areas at high altitudes often helped clear his mind, and a clear mind was what he needed. Maybe some peace, even.

He did not get any peace; in fact, he got quite the opposite. He pinched his nose bridge then adjusted his glasses, silently taking in the scene before him.

You hugged your legs tighter as your back heaved. Your back trembled with each sob, the sound carrying into the clear, open sky. Your forehead was practically glued to your knees, which were wet with tears. You turned your head to the side, clicking on the voice message you had listened to on repeat for the past ten minutes. You could not believe what the familiar voice was saying, you refused to believe it.

"Hey, I'm not really sure how to say this, but to be honest, I've been disloyal. Shit, ever since the beginning, there’s been someone else, and I just deluded myself and led you on with this idea that we were something. I'm sorry, and I feel horrible. I don't know how you'll feel after this, but the last thing I'd want is for you to cry—because I'm not worth your tears. It's not your fault, its mine, and I'm sorry for adding another burden to your life. You don't deserve that. You deserve someone so much better than me. Again, I'm sorry, but I think it's time to part ways. I'll always have respect and admiration for you, but I'm sorry that I couldn't bring myself to love you."

Kei was astonished—for once in his life, he was truly at a loss for words. The loathing he felt toward this random guy intensified in just thirty seconds. But there was one sentence in the message he couldn’t disagree with: you really did deserve someone so much better than him. Kei turned around, as guilty as he felt there was a slight hope sprouting from the pits of his stomach. He finally had a chance now.

Retreating momentarily, he went to the vending machine and bought a bottle of water. Everyone likes water, right?

Then he returned to his spying spot, lingering there, unsure how to make an entrance. Bracing himself, he felt a cool breeze graze his face as he slowly pushed the rooftop door open.

You lifted your head from your knees, wondering who would possibly intrude on your safe space at a time like this. You couldn’t bring yourself to care about how you looked, though you did quickly wipe the snot from your nose. When you looked up, you were met with the sight of that weird guy with the staring problem—the one who had once wandered into the vinyl store where you worked.

Who knew he went to your school? Small world, right?

Kei’s eyes locked with yours once more, but this time, he didn’t get lost in them. This time, you felt a cool sensation on your cheek as he gently pressed the water bottle against your face.

As confused as you were, you gratefully accepted it, chugging about half in a single gulp. You hadn’t realized how dehydrated the crying had made you until the water hit your throat. After a moment, you shifted slightly and patted the spot next to you. Kei immediately seized the moment and sat down, staring out into the distance—almost as if looking directly at you might turn him to stone. (It would.)

"What’s your name?"

Your voice was barely a croak, hoarse from sobbing so intensely. But for some reason, in that moment, you absolutely needed to know.

"Kei. Tsukishima Kei."

He was facing you now, golden-brown eyes meeting yours. And somehow, you had the quiet sense that he already knew your name—so you didn’t bother saying it. You both sat in silence as the sun dipped below the horizon, a warm peachy tone replacing the clear blues in the sky. But this silence wasn’t uncomfortable, like the one you used to share with your now ex-boyfriend.

No—this silence felt like communication. Like comfort. Like an unspoken promise that Kei would be there for you from now on. And maybe, just maybe, a quiet foreshadowing that he’d play a much larger role in your life than you ever expected.

From that day forward, Kei began frequenting his favorite vinyl store again—always timing his visits just before your shift ended, just so he could walk you home. The two of you never spoke about that rooftop encounter, but you mutually knew it had pulled you closer.

Kei treated you better than your ex ever did. The two of them were complete opposites. While your ex often whispered sweet nothings, his kindness lived only in his words. Kei, on the other hand, didn’t say much—he preferred to listen.

But oh, how he listened.

The few words he did speak were usually ones of sarcasm or teasing remarks, but if you mentioned you were struggling in a subject, he would stay up all night crafting a personalized lesson plan—then patiently tutor you the next day, even if it meant running on zero sleep for forty-eight hours. If you mentioned you liked a certain snack, he would remember that forever, even going as far as carrying it in his bag 24/7 just in case you got hungry.

You often found yourself wondering why was Kei so nice to you.

Based on what your classmates said, Kei wasn’t exactly known for being outwardly kind. If anything, most people described him as mean. But to you, he was anything but.

So, when he walked you home the next day, you asked—genuinely curious—why he treated you so differently.

Kei was dumbfounded.

To him, his feelings were obvious. Like seriously—what kind of guy walks a girl home while carrying her backpack every day just to be nice? Maybe some—but definitely not him.

“Obviously because I like you,” he said, eyes narrowed. “I would never treat anyone else like this. Take the hint, stupid…”

You were stunned. You didn’t know whether to admit your feelings back or laugh at the sheer offense in his tone. So, you responded the way Kei always did: with your actions.

You reached out and intertwined your fingers with his.

You walked home in silence, quietly acknowledging each other with every step.

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happy pride month!! all kei fans are welcome here regardless of your identity :)

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Only Him

Tsukishima Kei x reader Warnings: mentions depression Word count: 167

Tsukishima Kei has a soft spot for you. He would never admit this out loud, but his actions practically scream louder than his words. The way he loves you is the true embodiment of the quote "to be loved is to be seen." He is just so attentive towards you that he even notices the slightest change in your demeanor. No matter how well you manage to conceal your depression from the world around you, somehow, he can always tell. Only he could ever read your eyes—staring into them as if he was looking into your soul.

It's always only him.

When he notices that your smile is a little less wide, that you seem a little more than just tired, he always makes it a point to ask if you're okay. If you lie and say you are, he'll ask if you are sure, and if you lie once more, he won't pry.

He'll just stick a little closer to you, acting a everslightly more benevolently.

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Neck Craning, Heart Racing

Flustered!Tsukishima Kei x reader

Word Count: 787

Tsukishima Kei was a pretty tall guy—190.1 centimeters, to be exact—so he typically towered over people. He was used to having most people (you included) look up at him, faces tilted up at a comfortable distance. In your case those faces were often admiring. Though, admiring from afar.

Not too far, though.

Just far enough that he had to bend down—always, even when you were on your tiptoes—to press a quick peck to your cheek. That was the distance he liked. The distance he knew. The distance he was most comfortable with.

Not too close, though—Kei wasn’t big on physical touch.

So when he invited you over one evening to watch a movie, it felt like just another small ritual. You arrived, and he greeted you at the door, eyes glancing down at the top of your head as he wrapped his arms around your torso. He pulled you inside with an ease that only came from habit, guiding you toward the couch—placed with the same precision as everything else he cared about. Perfectly distanced from the TV.

With a soft click, the TV flickered to life, and soon you were both immersed in the movie—stunning visuals mesmerizing you as the intense soundtrack seeped into your ears.

Without even realizing it, you shifted your weight into Kei, your body slowly melting into the solid warmth of his shoulder. He shifted too, almost instinctively, adjusting to your presence with the same ease as always. The two of you settled comfortably, fitting together like puzzle pieces.

It wasn’t until the movie ended that he realized the very short distance between the two of you. When you started talking, he naturally turned toward you—and suddenly, all he could focus on was the proximity of your face to his.

You were rambling about your favorite scene, something about how much you enjoyed the movie, but the words barely registered. Not when you were this close. Not when your voice was this soft.

He knew you were beautiful— there was never any doubt— but you were just so breathtaking when up so close.

This was a new distance for him, an uncomfortable one.

He felt heat creep up the back of his neck as he took in your features, his gaze flickering from your left eye to your nose, and then—hesitating—down to your lips.

It took him a moment to realize you had stopped talking. You were giving him a curious look, and somehow, that made his heart pound against his chest.

Why did he find you so cute, just resting against his shoulder and looking up at him like that? How could you be so perfect?

The heat crept from the back of his neck to his ears, eventually tinting his cheeks as he continued to stare at you in silence.

You remained leaning against him, still confused. Cuddling like this wasn’t anything new in your relationship, so what was flustering Kei so badly?

Normally, he’d be teasing you—insisting his favorite scene was better than yours or arguing that the movie you loved so much was actually really mid. But now, instead of his usual sarcasm, you found your (very red) boyfriend staring at you in complete silence.

Instead of giving him the taste of his own medicine, you simply flopped on top of him and closed your eyes for a nap.

It was in that moment that Kei felt a shift—something subtle but certain—in what he once thought was his ideal distance from you.

Maybe… being this close wasn’t so bad after all.

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A Quiet Kind of Love

Tsukishima Kei x Reader

Word count: 120

Tsukishima Kei, who thinks he's unlovable until he hears you say the words "I love you," which to him sounds like a symphony.

Tsukishima Kei, who thinks he's unlovable until he feels your pinky interlock with his, tuning his body into perfection like a guitar.

Tsukishima Kei, who thinks he's unlovable until he sees the finger tape you got him, along with a mini dino keychain in his locker—making his heart beat into a crescendo.

Tsukishima Kei, who thinks he's unlovable until he sees you attempt to fix his prized, yet broken, headphones—restoring the essential beat to his rhythm.

Tsukishima Kei, who thinks he's unlovable until he realizes you love his company, which brings harmony to his life.

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Headphone Dent

Tsukishima Kei x reader

Word count: 912

Sorry if this is really bad, I usually don't write oneshots!

Tsukishima Kei loves to tease you.

It all started when you tried to reach for your favorite bag of chips, inconveniently placed on the highest shelf in your kitchen. You knew exactly who the culprit was as you angrily launched yourself upwards, attempting to grab your crunchy delights.

Unbeknownst to you, Kei had been watching the entire time, smirking as you flailed around ridiculously.

Although, he wasn't smirking at you in a condescending way—never that. He would never, ever, ever admit it (even though you guys have been dating for a while now,) but he just found you really cute. So cute that it made him want to bully you.

Maybe this is what they called cuteness aggression?

Whatever this feeling was, he just couldn't hold back. Seeing you jumping around like a cute little bunny was just too much for him, and so he asked:

"need help, stubby?"

Kei's smirk didn't waver, though his eyes darted to your expression as your jumping came to a halt—brows knit together, lips pursed in something that looked dangerously close to a pout. You could practically hear the gears turning in his head, trying to gauge just how much trouble he was in.

"Kei, seriously? STUBBY?"

"Yeah, that's you"

"Just grab the chips.."

Kei walked over to the shelf, barely stretching his arms as he effortlessly grabbed the bag of chips and sat down next to you on the couch. You were still pouting, which only triggered his cuteness aggression even more.

Unfortunately for him, you were just not having it—"stubby" was a step too far. He seemed to have forgotten that you were his girlfriend, and that meant you shared his dry humor (otherwise, you probably would’ve hated him).

It was time to retaliate.

Phase 1: Feigning Innocence

You patted your lap, gesturing for him to lie down. Kei felt like the luckiest man in the world, but his face remained neutral as he lowered his head onto you (did he think he was being nonchalant?).

He thought you were being sweet, so he bit his tongue as his cuteness aggression somehow grew even stronger.

Seeing him so comfortable, you knew Kei had no idea what was coming.

Phase 2: Progression

Kei felt himself melting into you as your hands moved in slow, circular motions around his head—his eyes fluttering shut as drowsiness began to overcome him.

Seeing your boyfriend so relaxed, you almost felt bad for what you were about to do.

But the word "stubby" kept echoing in your mind, fueling your thirst for vengeance.

You shifted your hands from his temples to the top of his head, rubbing the same spot back and forth—purposely dipping your fingers further into the center of his head.

Phase 3: Gaslight

Kei immediately noticed the way your fingers weirdly dipped into the center of his head—an area that should be round. This snapped him awake, and he realized that maybe karma had finally caught up with him. Was it because he made fun of Hinata and Kageyama so much? Or because he constantly teased you about your height? Deep down, he knew the dip in his head was just the consequence of his own actions: he wore his headphones too much.

Tsukishima Kei realized that one of his biggest fears had come true: he had a headphone dent. His fears were further confirmed when you asked in a concerned voice:

"Kei, I think you have a dent in your head. Did Hinata accidentally spike you again?"

You innocently batted your eyes as he looked up at your face, unsure what to say as visible panic crossed his face. His hands instinctively reached up to feel the “dent” you spoke of—only to realize there was none.

You cackled as he sighed in relief, knowing you got him good. Kei sighed, partially relieved and partially annoyed, but the smile on your face completely washed away the second feeling.

"You're lucky you're cute..."

he mumbled as he placed your hands back on his head, waiting for you to start massaging again as he closed his eyes once more.

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Yeah, My Girlfriend's In a Band.

Tsukishima Kei x Guitarist!reader

Word Count: 254

People seemed to think that Tsukishima Kei would be attracted to conventional intelligence—and, in a way, he was. Don’t get him wrong, it would probably kill him from the inside out to date someone with an intellect similar to Hinata’s or Kageyama’s. But intelligence alone wasn’t enough for him; he needed more. If anything, Tsukishima thought his type would be extremely obvious to the general public—as if he didn’t have his headphones glued to his cranium 24/7. He wore them so often that Sugawara would gently tease him, chuckling about how he probably had a headphone dent on his head.

Tsukishima Kei goes absolutely crazy for girls in bands.

The songs you sing would constantly be on loop, his Spotify playlist seemingly dedicated to your voice. Whenever he goes to watch your gigs, he wouldn’t be the loudest one cheering—but his gaze would undoubtedly be the most intense. He’d be in the very front row, admiring how your fingers effortlessly switch from an A chord to an F chord, feeling the emotion in the song you wrote for him course through his veins. When you meet him backstage after performing, he would greet you with a slightly sarcastic comment like, “Yeah, you sounded okay, I guess.” But when you try to retort, he would gently kiss you instead—so tenderly, his actions screaming louder than his words.

Tsukishima has always appreciated music, so when you perform for him so wholeheartedly, he feels truly seen—though he’d never verbally admit it.

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Masterlist:

Yeah, My Girlfriend's In a Band. ~ Tsukishima Kei x Guitarist!reader (Drabble)

Headphone Dent ~ Tsukishima Kei x Reader (Oneshot)

A Quiet Kind of Love ~ Tsukishima Kei x Reader (Drabble)

Neck Craning, Heart Racing ~ Flustered!Tsukishima Kei x Reader

Only Him ~ Tsukishima Kei x Reader (slight angst warning)

Silent Stares ~ Yearner!Tsukishima kei x Reader (toxic relationship warning)

them. ~ Tsukishima Kei's playlist about crushing on you