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[distinguisheddingus]

[amorchai]

𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐒.

this is a repost from my old blog. original post was 150 notes.

pairing(s): walter ‘keys’ mckey x reader

words: 824

warnings/tags: friends to lovers.

walter mckey was caring to say in the least. from before you were dating him, he still did little things that would make your heart swish and beat rapidly. whenever you went somewhere, he held the chair out for you. if your leg was bouncing he would rest a reassuring hand on your knee to tell you it’s okay. if you were off sick he would be at your door with numerous items to help.

it only got more affectionate when you started going out, the entire first date went even better than you had expected. you could feel your heart hammering in your chest the entire night and you were overwhelming warm by how flustered you were.

his cute smile and the softness beneath his eyes that hid behind the reflect of his glasses, you could simply get lost in him for the rest of your life and not mind. every time there was an opportunity for a gesture, walter was rushing to do so.

the moment you answered the door you were met with a nervous walter holding flowers and through the entire night he held every door open for you, held your hand, and kept the conversation going, light and fun.

you never knew you could have this much fun on a date until tonight, and it only meant you wished it would last. he was such boyfriend material, and after your crush on him for months at work dealing with your aching heart and butterflies whenever he spoke to you or did something nice, it was overwhelming that he felt the same way.

after a nice dinner at a japanese restaurant, he held your hand the entire way out the restaurant, holding the door open for you once again and asking if you’d like to take a walk. you never wanted the night to end, and it seemed like he didn’t either, so you agreed.

the streets were busy and walter’s hand never faltered from yours the entire time, fingers squeezed together while his thumb delicately grazes over the back of your hand. you felt tingly and dizzy at the thought that bystanders will merely think you’re a couple, something you’d been pining for a while now.

you got to know each other better, learning about his music taste and in-depth opinions on movies, his other hobbies apart from video game creating and you felt like you could easily get used to this. you and him together.

you were so flustered within every compliment walter paid you, fuzzy mind almost making you miss the fact you didn’t wear a jacket tonight, and it was a chilly fall evening around the city. goosebumps were invading the edge of your skin and your teeth fought the urge to chitter.

“would you like an ice cream?” you’re both stopped in front of a small desserts place and walter cuts into your thoughts, you turn to him and break your reverie with a small nod and smile, “that would be nice.”

he stares at you for a moment, really stares, as if he’s taking in every detail across your face with the most beautiful eyes you’ve ever seen. using the hand that isn’t holding yours, his pointer finger gently drags over your cheek and he hisses at the temperature before moving laying his palm flat.

“you’re freezing! are you cold?” walter asks and you giggle airly while leaning into the warm touch of his hand, squeezing his hold on yours, “a little.”

“a little? your cheek feels like ice, you could get sick- here!” he rushes his words, frantic while moving away from you — much to your disappointment — only to tug his jacket off. you can feel your knees grow weak but you hold your hand up, “no, it’s okay! i have a cardigan on, i’ll be fine i don’t want you to get cold.”

walter only shrugs your comment off while swinging the jacket around so it sits across your shoulders and he adjusts it at the front so your covered by it, entirely engulfed by the warmth it brings and the scent of him across the collar.

instantly you feel better.

“how does a hot chocolate sound instead?” walter offers, one hand resting on your lower back to push you into his body while your gaze follows his other, pointing towards a little café across the road. you’re surprised it’s even opened.

you turn to face him, looking up at his curious face before leaning up to gently settle a kiss to his cheek, and then briefly by the corner of his mouth. a small ‘thank you’ for how caring he has been tonight, and he settles kisses against your palm while you cross the road to get hot drinks instead.

you’re already warm from the feeling of his jacket and scent around you, and his palm in yours. but you don’t say anything, the moment too pure and walter too adorating.

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[froggiesgutz]

joe keery x sanrio complete series!!

[dollalicia]

this man will be the death of me

[blue-sadie]

Cuter Then Puppies

Walter (Keys) McKey x Girlfriend Reader

Summary: his thoughts about you as you fall asleep on his chest

Warning: kinda short

3rd person pov

His eyes where locked on the TV, the bizarre movie you had chosen had peaked his interest one of his hands that was settled on your back drew aimlessly different patterns in a calm manner.

"Baby" he murmured his eyes drifting to you, his breath catching as he noticed your closed eyes and relaxed features he layed a gentle kiss on your head 'dork' he smiled to himself it was a regular occurrence when you picked a movie you fell asleep and he would have to carry you to bed.

But today he couldn't move his eyes back to the movie, he admired every inche of you ever though you might not yourself, you drooled slightly with your mouth agape letting out soft snores making him chuckle silently.

Your hair was missing up as you snuggled into his chest you always complained how you were cold all the time and he was his own heater so each night you would cuddle him closely.

He gently adjusted himself grabbing his phone tht was beside him, he stretched put his arm so he could snap a picture of your sleeping face he grinned to himself and brought the phone back to him looking at the picture.

Keys made it his home screen wallpaper since he already had one with both you and him on one of the dates he took you on to his favorite café, you were kissing his cheek and his cheeks were blood red.

He put his phone away and gently placed both his hands back on your lower back he wanted to stay like this forever here with you, you were the only one other then millie that understand him.

That's why in his locked draw of his desk in his office was a small black box with a small not with 'will you be my player two' with a diamond ring inside and on the inside of the ring there was an engraving of your guys anniversary date.

"I hope you say yes because I don't think I could live without you by my said"

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[reysdriver]

Driver's License | Keys

You decide to tease your friend after seeing his real name on his ID — coworker!keys x reader fluff

warnings: alcohol consumption since the oneshot takes place at a bar

words: 0.8k

a/n: this is my first keys fic and I know this is niche as hell but i've been obsessed with him lately so expect more lol

The bar was one of the more popular ones—which means there’s sometimes a line outside in the cold—but it was the one you always went to because it was walking distance from work. You, Keys, and Mouser stood in line shivering and wondering what was taking so damn long. 

“Should we just go somewhere else?” You asked the guys. 

“No, it’s fine.” Keys answered. “We’re almost at the front anyways.”

Mouser looked like he was about to say otherwise, but then dropped his protests. “Keys, can you like, stand on your toes and see what’s going on?”

He obliged and stood up as tall as he could, looking for the front of the line. After a few seconds of the most perfect posture you’d ever seen on your friend, he slumped back down to his normal height. 

“It’s not the regular bouncer. This one’s checking, like, everyone’s IDs for five minutes each.” Keys explained, pulling out his wallet already.

You held back a laugh at the obvious hyperbole and thanked him for the update on what was taking this line so long to move. 

Keys was right; you were actually close to the front of the line. It was still unbearably cold and it wasn’t even winter yet. Keys saw your discomfort and wrapped an arm around you. Maybe that was more than a coworker slash friend should do, but hey, you work at a video game company: nothing was really like other workplaces. 

Once you were finally at the doors, the new bouncer asked for IDs from all three of you—which you thought was ridiculous because none of you looked like you were minors—and thoroughly scanned each one of them. 

Yours was first, and maybe the quickest. Mouser showed his ID next, and then it was Keys’ turn. The worker looked at his driver’s license for longer than he had yours and Mouser’s, then passed it back to Keys with the card in between his index and middle finger. 

Keys seemed to be in a rush to put it back into his wallet, and when you caught a glimpse of it as he shut the leather flaps, you understood why. 

Your friend had never told you his real name before. Come to think of it, you weren’t sure he’s told anyone. What was perhaps his biggest secret was now in your hands, and there were infinite possibilities on what to do with it. 

You kept quiet while the group picked a booth to sit at, then went up to order a round of kamikaze shots to start the night off with a bang. After you’d all taken one shot together, Mouser went off to use the washroom, leaving just you and Keys together. 

Impatient as always, you had decided now was the time to do something with your newly acquired information. Biting back a smile, you tried to act as inconspicuous as possible. 

“You know what?” You started. “I know we still have a round of shots, but I’m gonna head up to the bar and get something with as many maraschino cherries as they’ll let me have. Do you want anything?”

He shook his head, smiling at your drink request. “No, I’m alright. I’ll stay here.”

You stood up, bringing a dollar bill from your purse to tip the bartender. “Okay, I’ll be back, Walter.”

He didn’t even notice your use of his name at first. But when your words played back over in his head—as most things you say to him do—his eyes widened and he shot up from the seat. 

“How did you— I don’t tell people my real name.” Keys said softly but urgently. 

You smiled at him. “I know. I saw it on your driver’s license outside. I just wanted to tease you a bit since I’m now one of the only people in the world who knows it.”

“You are.” He confirmed. “Just, please don’t use it at work or anything. I just think it’s embarrassing.”

“More embarrassing than ‘Keys’?” You giggled. You started walking towards the bar, and he followed closely behind. “You don’t need to worry, though. I like being the keeper of your secret.”

Relief washed over his face. “Thank you.”

You waved over one of your favourite bartenders, then brought your attention back to Keys. “Just for the record, I actually like your real name. It’s like a cute old man you live next to and bring in the newspaper for.” 

He bit the inside of his cheek and stood up from the barstool. “You know, just for that, I do want a drink. You’re buying it for me.”

You rubbed his upper arm to confirm there was nothing bad between you. “I’ll surprise you, Walt.” You told him as he walked back to your booth. 

Unsurprisingly, you were met with his turned back and a middle finger flipped at you. 

[yes-17-15]

Happy 33rd birthday Joe Keery!!

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[blorpingtonn]

Reblog if you use (optional)

[gear5luffy21]

Walter "Keys" McKey is Steve Harrington's son!

And Kurt isn't related to them

[keeryquinn]

“It’s just a sweet, sweet fantasy, baby”

[ashllynlou]

yeah

[froggiesgutz]

SHOP IS OPENING NEXT FRIDAY 9/27 TILL 10/11 !!! Everything will be preorder besides joe stickers which will be limited stock

[dollalicia]

Happy birthday to Joe Keery 🎉 here's some random pics of him that I had saved to my camera roll

[feralheartedalien]

Okay so I've seen other people making kinda Steddie aus out of other Joe and Joseph characters and I thought I would throw my hat into the ring

Eric

And Keys!

Like one just moved across from the other or they are roommates

[reysdriver]

okay wait so about the request thing…I love angst, so like…maybe an angst Keys thing? Whether it’s hurt/comfort or hurt/no comfort you can pick! Also feel free to ignore this if you don’t want to do it :)

Keys spends his whole work day trying to make you feel better after you two get in a fight — keys x fem!reader angst & fluff

warnings: a bit of angst/fighting, but a lot of fluff tbh

words: 1k

a/n: to the requester, I'm sorry if this wasn't exactly what you wanted but I still like the result and I hope you do too

You slammed your headset against your desk, causing your keyboard to clatter and your mouse to fall down onto the floor, but you didn’t care about any of that. 

“I’m going on my break now.” You announced angrily, then took off down the hall. 

You stormed past Mouser on the way, who had no idea about the precursor to your current meltdown. 

“What the hell’s up with her?” He asked as he sat down and rolled the chair closer to his desk. 

Keys was already standing up to follow you and answer that very question. “I’m not sure. I’ll be back in a minute.”

He followed you across the floor to the snack room, where you were attempting to calm yourself down by making a cup of tea. The door was still swinging behind you, but he closed it more gently once he came in. 

“What was that? What’s going on?” Keys asked you. 

“I should be asking you that.” You retorted. 

He just looked at you with a puzzled face, his stupid confused face. “What are you talking about? What did I do?” 

“You made me look like an idiot back there! I was trying to get that guy and you were just completely overtaking the operation!” 

“We got him, so what does it matter if we used my strategy or yours?”

“Because you think I’m stupid. Is it so unreasonable to be upset that my best friend thinks I’m incompetent?”

He just looked even more confused than before now. “I could never think that about you.”

Your water had finished boiling, so you poured the water into your mug. “Well, you ignored everything I said so you could go and kill him by yourself. We should have been working together.”

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Look, I’ve had to deal with this asshole before, I’m so tired of having to go after the same guy over and over. I’ve learned how to handle him, so I know how to go about things in the most efficient way. I’m sorry I took over the operation, I promise I won’t do it again.”

You emptied out a sugar packet into your drink, still mad at him but less so than a few minutes ago. You sighed as you threw out the paper package. 

“You can start making it up to me by volunteering to file the paperwork for banning him from Free City.” 

He seemed relieved with your proposition. “Yeah, absolutely! Will do.”

“Good.” You moved past him and opened the door to leave, steadily carrying your hot beverage. “And I’m on break right now but you’re not, so you better get on that.” 

✦✧✦✧✦

You hadn’t spoken to Keys since your argument in the snack room. It’s hard enough to completely ignore him on a day when you’re not at work, but it was so much worse when he was sitting right across from you. 

You got a confirmation notification on your computer screen about the ban paperwork that Keys had apparently just filed. Not even three seconds after you both received the message, your coworker had already stood up so he could speak over the glass partition between you two. 

“Did you see I wrote up the slip to get him banned?” He asked you urgently. 

You answered without even looking at him. “Yep, thanks for that.”

He didn’t sit back down. Keys just kept looking at you like he was waiting for something. 

“Do you want a pat on the back or something, Keys?”

“Do you forgive me now?”

You sighed and finally looked at him beyond just seeing him out of your peripheral vision. “I said I’d think about forgiving you. I’m still a bit pissed at you.”

He slumped back into his chair, then went back to his computer. A few seconds later, you got another push notification. 

Curious, as it had Keys’ name attached, you clicked on the little pop-up. It opened 2 messages from the man. The first was him apologising once more, and the second was a colon and closed bracket forming a little smiley face. 

Even though you weren’t all that mad at him, you still didn’t react to the small yet altogether cute gesture. You thought it would be fun to see what else he does to get you to forgive him. 

One more message floats up onto your screen. “Is it working?”

You typed a message in reply. “Sort of. Keep going.” 

✦✧✦✧✦

Throughout the day, Keys had dropped off several snacks on your desk, stuck up multiple post-it notes adorned with fun doodles on the glass partition between you, and sent you many more sweet messages. 

If you were being honest, you had forgiven him after the second gesture. If Keys was being honest, he had figured that out about an hour ago. But now it was the end of your work day, and Keys just had to make sure you two were okay. 

You were finishing up your last few emails of the day, and Keys had walked over to your side of the desk clump. 

“Okay, I know you’re busy, but I really don’t want us to end the day on bad terms. Have you forgiven me yet?” He asked desperately.

“That depends.” You told him, a soft smirk gracing your face. “Do you have one more offer or did you just come here to beg on your knees?”

He wasn’t on his knees beside your chair with his hands clasped together, so that kind of gave you the answer, but he answered anyway. 

“Will you forgive me if I buy you dinner? There’s that new Italian place down the street; we can go tonight and I’ll pay, even if it’s crazy expensive.” 

You tried holding back the giddy smile you felt coming on because of his offer, but you were sure that the expression was peeking through your facade. 

“That kind of sounds like a date.” You played innocent. “Keys, are you asking me out?”

“That depends. Have you forgiven me yet?”

“Not quite sure, I think you’ll have to take me out, and I’ll let you know soon.”