tbhhhh more like kei stumbling upon a sex tape that you made with his brother LOL
akiteru is pretty good when it comes to making sure any videos or pictures of you stay private but you're not as conservative as he is sksks
kei's computer isn't working so he borrows your laptop to finish up the paper he'd been writing for class.
he didn't mean to snoop through your files but your dumb ass unknowingly gave him full access. it isn't long until he "stumbles" across a video of you laid out on a bed, makeup running down your face as akiteru's cock disappears in and out of your cunt.
your shirt was pushed up and your bra pulled down, revealing your tits which bounced with every thrust.
the look on your face is something kei’s never seen before. completely fucked out—eyes glazed over and drool dribbling from your open mouth. “akiiii, feels s’good…”
"i know it feels good, baby, but you have to be quiet," akiteru whispers off camera in response to your whines. "we don't want to wake up kei, right?"
before you can open your mouth again, akiteru's free hand comes down to cover your lips, bucking his hips harder into you. kei can hear the muffled screams through his headphones.
he'd only heard you two going at it—often times pretending he was the one pleasuring you instead. it's hard to live out his sick little fantasy when it's his brother's voice shushing you.
"cum around my cock, angel,” akiteru says. “you always look so pretty when you cum for me.”
kei wants to know the face you make when you cum. wants to keep it in the back of his mind so he can go back to it tonight when his hand is wrapped around his cock.
but just as you're about to orgasm, kei can hear footsteps down the hall and he's quick to exit out the video and get out of the folder before returning back to his word document.
“keiii, when’s your paper gonna be done? i finally picked a movie to watch,” you say, waltzing into kei’s room and sitting on his bed. you peer over at the screen and see he’s hasn’t made much progress since the last time you checked in him. “you’ve barely made a dent!”
“oi, shut up. unlike some people my first draft isn’t a final draft,” kei snaps. “i’ll be done in another hour.”
“yeah right,” you tease. “fine, take your time. i’ll watch something else in the meantime. you’re sooo lucky i saved the day and let you borrow my computer.”
kei waits for you to leave the room before he watches the rest of the video, knowing he’ll go to sleep dreaming of making one with you.
Tsukishima Akiteru x Reader Fic Recs!!(Tumblr/AO3/Wattpad)
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A Small Gift / tumblr✨ by mimi_cee (oneshot, fluff) Akiteru gave you a gift but never saw your reaction. He only knows if you liked it when he sees another guy hitting on you. [COMPLETED]
Confession after hours ✨by @cottonlemonade (oneshot, fluff) Akiteru accidentally confesses to you.[COMPLETED]
Scissors by SheepParadox (oneshot, soulmate au, fluff) Who would have thought that a pair of scissors would help you find your soulmate. [COMPLETED]
how the cookie crumbles/ how the cookies crumble✨ by @ohtokki /ohtokki (oneshot, fluff) it's a Thursday night and akiteru is craving something sweet.[COMPLETED]
Your little heart fits like a key✨ by @dira333 (oneshot, fluff) You’re incredibly cute, but he just can’t bring himself to approach you.[COMPLETED]
Firefly/tumblr by liillyliilly(oneshot, fluff) a first love that's soft, gentle, and honest. a first love like a firefly is what akiteru wants- and it's what he gets.[COMPLETED]
And there was only one bed by @jgreaxcfdszx (oneshot, fluff) Single bed trope with akiteru![COMPLETED]
Goldilocks by @shoulmate (oneshot, fluff) When you want to get work done you need a goldilocks environment: not too loud, not too quiet. [COMPLETED]
Did you just kiss me? by @we-are-so-close (oneshot, fluff) Did you just kiss me?[COMPLETED]
tsukishima akiteru x reader
words; 2171
synopsis; a first love that's soft, gentle, and honest. a first love like a firefly is what akiteru wants- and it's what he gets.
The case of Tsukishima Akiteru was an interesting case to try and figure out.
Tsukishima Kei had determined that a major reason was that third years in high school are just weird.
Kei, although five years younger and not quite as emotionally intelligent, had picked up on a few things that could have led to his brother’s strange personality change. He had come to the conclusion that it was due to Akiteru’s best friend. It’s not as if she had poisoned him? It is possible though, Kei noted as Akiteru practiced flirting in the mirror one evening after she had come to study.
“Akiteru?” Kei asked, leaning against the bathroom door frame. The inky blue blackness of nighttime bleeding through the window and casting shadows onto the floor.
“Yeah?”
“Did Y/N poison you?” Akiteru’s eyes widened before shutting that idea down completely. Running his hands through the honeyed locks of his hair. Akiteru rested his hand on the sink counter and stared at himself in the mirror, before smiling and then ushering Kei out of the restroom. Once the brothers had arrived at Kei’s bedroom, Akiteru hovered by the door while Kei got ready for bed.
Akiteru pressed his lips into a thin line as Kei kept asking about why he was acting weird.
“I’m not acting weird. I’m being completely normal.” Akiteru stretched his arms out and shrugged. Kei wagged a finger at him.
Making a sour face and then getting under his covers, Kei spoke up, “Normal people don’t freak out when their friends come over to play.”
“It’s not playing, it's called hanging out.” Akiteru groaned.
Akiteru would have liked to admit to his brother the reason why he was acting weird, but seeing as Kei was still in middle school, and didn’t have much of a filter on his words, Akiteru reserved the reason for himself.
“Hanging out and playing are synonyms.” Kei huffed before pulling his blankets up and over his head and then pretending to snore loudly. Akiteru tapped the door before shutting it, leaving a small sliver open so the hallway light could illuminate Kei’s room.
Throwing himself onto his own bed, Akiteru screamed into his pillow, holding it close to his face so his yell could be muffled. Once he had finished letting out the noise that had built up inside of him, Akiteru leaned against the wall, letting his legs dangle over the edge of his bed as he held the pillow close to him. His phone buzzed and Akiteru dropped the pillow, silently praying that it was Y/n. His heart raced and he felt his entire body warm up slightly, an overwhelming side effect of having a crush he assumed.
A smile threatened to overtake all of his feature as he saw her contact image pop up on the screen. Thanks for having me over it was a lot of fun! Maybe next time we can study at my house?
Akiteru wanted to type a ‘yes’ with a hundred exclamation marks. But he settled for a ‘sounds good’. Sending the message, Akiteru bit down on his bottom lip before setting his phone face down and bouncing his leg. Waiting a minute, he picked up his phone again. No response. Setting his phone back down. Wait a minute. Pick it up. No response. Akiteru repeated the action for a bit longer until he reasoned that she had gone to bed.
Sighing, Akiteru laid down on his back. His hands underneath his head as he followed the blades of the fan spin round and round in seemingly endless circles.
“Say, Akiteru, you really should look through your photos.” Y/n muttered, hiding the bottom half of her face with the assigned reading, staring at him with her big doe eyes. Full of wonder and curiosity, Akiteru thought if he looked at her for too long, he would fall right into the colored pools of his daydreams.
“Okay...” Tapping the app icon, Akiteru chuckled when he saw endless silly selfies taken by her, probably taken when he went to go get some carrots to snack on. “You know I’m going to delete most of these, right?” Akiteru knew that he would keep all of them. But feigning disinterest he teased her by holding his finger over the delete button. She leaped out and tried to take the phone away from him, but Akiteru was faster and was able to lift his hand up into the sky, keeping his phone from her reach.
She ended up half way in his lap, her face by his shoulder and her arm wrapped around his neck. The back of his neck flared up with an uncomfortable, but familiar, warmth. She smiled at him before sighing dramatically and laying her back over his legs, the back of her hand on her forehead as she began a monologue of sorts.
“Woe is me. For some of those photographs were perhaps the greatest pictures ever taken of me.” Akiteru just laughed at her theatrics and ruffled her hair which broke her out of the character of the woman in agony and reverting back into his best friend.
“Happy birthday!” Akiteru squinted his eyes for a minute before yawning and rubbing his eyes, trying to wipe away any residual tiredness that wavered in his body. When he recognized the person at the foot of his bed as Y/n, he pulled his blankets up to cover his chest. She laughs before rolling her eyes. Saying something about how it's nothing she hasn’t seen before, and how him being shirtless doesn’t really matter that much.
Y/n went over to his chest of drawers and threw a t-shirt at him and clapped a few times before hopping out of his room and stomping down the stairs. Akiteru put a hand to his chest, feeling the uneven beats chase to rise his blood pressure. Putting the shirt on, Akiteru splashed some water onto his face while in the bathroom.
“She’s your best friend. Get a grip.” He criticized himself while looking into the mirror. Then he caught sight of his unruly bed head and tried to flatten the hair down.
Akiteru eventually made his way down the stairs, but stopped before his foot reached the landing. She was crouched down to meet Kei’s eye level as she moved his head around in a joking manner, her lips moving to say something. Kei held onto her hand with both of his and he nodded at her words, removing her hand from his head.
The interaction between the two made Akiteru smile.
“Hey, Akiteru, you ready?” She stood up, dusting off her pants and adjusting the straps of her cross-body bag.
“Ready for what exactly?” Akiteru leaned the side of his body against the wall, and sudden his senses were flooded. The smell of his mom’s cookies, the sight of Y/n when the sun hit her hair just right and made her look like something out of a fantasy, the feeling of his toes wiggling in his socks, and finally the taste of the toothpaste left over in his mouth from brushing his teeth.
“You and I are going on an adventure.”
She perked up a little, pushing her shoulders back and putting a hand on her hip. Akiteru meandered over to her and raised an eyebrow.
“Yay?”
“Yay indeed, Tsukishima.” Akiteru shook his head and she corrected herself. “Yay indeed, Akiteru.”
As it turns out, Y/n had planned for them to get lunch at a small diner while she drove down a long winding path. The destination still unknown to Akiteru. After picking up some food from the drive through, they ate while Y/n kept taking turns down a rugged and rocky path through a forest. The roof of the trees covering the light as shadows cover them and the car in a comforting blanket of darkness.
“Are you going to tell me where you plan on taking me, or is this the part where you murder me?” Akiteru chewed on the rest of his burger before putting the grease coated paper in the small garbage bag underneath his seat.
“Obviously murder you.” She scoffed before chuckling, taking her hand off the wheel to steal a fry from the cupholder. The grainy salt leaving a small oil trace on the steering wheel of the car. Akiteru caught sight of a small sign, and then the trees spat them out, escaping the darkness and leaving them in an open field of tall grass. The sun had begun to dim, a sunset splaying rosy and orange shades over the sky.
“This took a little longer than expected, but good thing it’s darker now!” Y/n put the car in stop before getting out, motioning for Akiteru to do the same. When he tried to run up to her, she shushed him and patted the air to signal for him to move slowly and quietly. Eventually he caught up and she lead him up a small hill, sitting down and toying with a small rock she had found.
Akiteru plopped down next to her, keeping a sort of distance that only he realized.
“You ready for this Akiteru.” She whispered, looking at the speckled grey rock in her hand.
The sun beat down on their backs and the darkness forming on the opposite end of the scale began to swallow up the earth in a paced effort. Akiteru nodded. And Y/n threw the rock into the grass.
Explosions of small floating lights flew up into the air. Like fireworks, or freckles, or even the way the sea glitters as it recedes back into its body of water. Dancing in the air, hundreds, if not thousands, of fireflies raced up into the air from the movement in the grass from the rock. Akiteru looked at the fireflies for a moment longer before pulling his eyes away to look at her.
Her eyes had spots of what seemed like pure gold moving around. Her face streamed with the moving lights, her features struck out at him, the shadows making her look like a painting done by a famous artist. He didn’t even notice that she had turned to face him until she was blessing him with a toothy beam.
“Do you like it?”
“No.” Her face fell, and she toyed with her sleeves, before Akiteru used his hand to move her face to meet his again. “I love it.”
They stayed like that for heaven knows how long. Milking every single second together, just enjoying existence. But all perfect things must come to a close eventually.
Once Akiteru and Y/N got into her car, she pulled up a small wrapped box from her bag. Akiteru felt like the luckiest guy on earth, not only did he get to see fireflies shooting throughout the air during a sunset, he also got a gift from his best friend.
There was a simple black bow on the lid, and a sheepish grin on her face as she handed it to him. He let the box weigh down in his hand. When he made no move to open it, she pushed his shoulder and clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. Removing the ribbon, and tearing the wrapping away, Akiteru was met with a small stuffed toy firefly. Y/n angled her head downward, keeping her eyes on Akiteru, trying to read his expression.
“Kei means firefly. You and your brother seem close and I just thought, well, you told me about how you grew up without stuffed animals because you thought they were too childish for you, even as a six-year-old. It's meant to be a sort of memorabilia of us watching fireflies together, I guess? If you want I can-”
He cut her off by putting his hand on top of the one she had resting on her thigh.
“It’s a really good gift. Thank you.”
He really didn’t mean for his eyes to fall down to her lips. But he’s grateful that they did.
Swallowing thickly, she moved the armrests up, removing any barriers between them. Akiteru carefully and slowly moved his hands so that they were resting on her hips, tugging her to him softly. It was as if his body was acting entirely on instinct alone. Her hands ran to cup his face, a fingertip rested underneath either of his ears as her palms radiated heat into his face.
“Can I kiss you?” Akiteru nodded at her words. Moving in at the same time, Akiteru felt her mold her velvety sheened lips against his slightly dry ones. She pulled away but Akiteru rushed in for another kiss, keeping his lips planted against hers like he was trying to attach himself to her by the contact.
Akiteru got three gifts from her that day.
Getting to see fireflies.
A small toy firefly.
And a kiss that made him light up just like a firefly.
In the holiday spirit of festivity, amongst the HQ boys... Who would drag their s/o under the mistletoe? Who would have to be dragged under (but secretly or obviously love it)? Who would carry some around with them for extra kisses?
Hq boys + Mistletoe
A/n: ahh more holiday requests 🥰 hope you enjoy, dear!
"Oh wow . . . Would you look at that mysteriously placed mistletoe. I sure hope we don't walk under it, that would be so embarrassing." Pretends to find it an inconvenience, but secretly loves being able to kiss you in the cheesiest holiday cliche way ever.
⤷SAKUSA, Kenma, Kunimi, YAKU, Hanamakki
Thinks mistletoe is kinda cringe. Like, why does a plant tell him when and where he should kiss you? Even if you try to explain that it's just for fun he's still kinda skeptical. 100% will kiss you under it though, even if he thinks it's cringy. He likes the look of shock on your face once you notice that he willingly kissed you under the bane of his existence.
You wouldn't expect it, but he gets very flustered when caught under the mistletoe. He tries to play it off, but his cheeks are absolutely flushed a pretty rose color.
Loves mistletoe. Honestly just loves any excuse to kiss you. Would do the thing where he's like "Oh my god, mistletoe." And you're like ??? Only to look up and see him holding it over your head. You better watch this one because he is going to abuse this tradition.
Will, without fail, drag you over to mistletoe everytime he spots it. Doesn't matter where you guys are, he gets very excited when he sees it and brings you under it to live out his Hallmark Christmas movie dream.
⤷Nishinoya, Komori, AKITERU, Bokuto, Hinata, Yamaguchi (is a bit shy about it), Shibayama, Goshiki
Doesn't ever notice mistletoe is present?? Like you could be standing under it with him, all his friends are pointing and snicking at the two of you and he still wouldn't get it. Even when you point it out he'd just be like "Yeah the decorations are really pretty." You'd have to kiss him yourself, then he'd understand.
⤷Kageyama, Ushijima, Kindaichi, Aone
No because why does it play out like a holiday romance movie?? He is husband goals?? Would look up and notice it, give you a smile, tuck your hair behind your ear (if this applies to you), lift your chin with his fingers, and proceed to kiss you with all the love in his heart.
⤷KITA, Iwaizumi, Aran, Kai, KITA, Hirugami, Osamu, AKAASHI, Semi, DID I MENTION KITA?!
feeling very maternal so let’s once again talk about mommy kink akiteru
will call you while he’s out of town because he can’t stop thinking about you. it always turns into him jacking off with the phone close to his ear as you tell him exactly what to do and what you’d be doing to him if you were there. even on family vacations, he’ll sneak into a bathroom in the middle of the night and stroke his dick with his eyes squeezed shut while you mumble things like “my dirty boy getting off in secret. wouldn’t be nice if mommy was there to help? if you were good maybe i’d even let you cum inside me. poor thing. maybe next time.”
when you card a hand through his hair he shudders. the same thing happens when you scrape your nails gently over his back or run fingers down his chest. the little acts of intimacy are so intense and so lovely that he almost can’t handle them. if you pull him into his chest after not seeing him for a long time he whimpers, wrapping his arms tightly around you like he never wants to let you go again.
the word “please?” leaves his mouth more times a day than your name does. you have to force him to use his words and articulate when he wants something, so he’s learned to say things like “will you please play with my hair?” or “i’m tired. can i take a nap please?” he still gets shy about it. run your thumb over his bottom lip, tip his head up, and tell him to “ask nicely” and he’ll melt once again. of course you say yes when he’s so sweet, but when he asks for more direct attention he has to earn it. a “please, mommy. please fuck me,” isn’t enough. he needs to show you how much he wants it. he needs you to control him until you decide to give him what he wants.
he loves being called baby in literally any context. he loves “baby, can you help me with this?” when you’re cooking and need him to grab something from a shelf. he adores “baby let’s go home soon,” or “baby this is my friend ___” when you’re out and about. he can’t get enough of “that’s my good boy. want me to touch you, baby? do you want to cum?” and that’s not even touching “fuck, baby that’s it. right there.” please call him baby, baby boy, pathetic little baby, my sweet baby, anything. he eats it up.
toss him around. he loves feeling helpless so he wants you to control him like a little puppet. grab his chin, pull his hair, push his legs open. he loves when you run your hand down his spine and shove his face down into the bed. throw him down and climb on top of him, move his hands where you want them, anything. his body is yours and he doesn’t get to decide where he goes. all he wants is instructions, then praise when he follows them and filth every other time. make him feel like he’s completely out of control and make him cum until he literally can’t move his own body.
Can I bother you and anoy you with 🍌 + Akiteru Tsukishima? Pretty pleasewwwwww !!!!
Oh honey, you could never annoy me. And I’ll be real, I went OFF with this one, holy cow...
Pairing: Tsukishima Akiteru x f!reader
WC: ~800 (WHOOPS)
Warnings: breeding kink as is the request, Akiteru goes from sweet rambly himbo to a filthy mouthed man
Akiteru pushed his beans around his plate. Family dinners weren’t his favorite thing, but he also didn’t mind them. You and his mother were chatting about your day at work. Kei was talking quietly to Tadashi about some new installment at the museum. Akiteru smiled softly to himself; he liked the closeness of his small family.
His mom cleared her throat, holding onto her glass with long and delicate fingers. “So,” she sighed, “when will I be getting grandkids? I’m not getting any younger, you know.”
Your mouth dropped open, but you quickly closed it, turning to look at him. Akiteru was at a loss for words just as much as you were. Across the table, Kei snickered, and Tadashi elbowed him.
“I don’t think we’re really planning on any time soon,” Akiteru spoke up after a terribly awkward silence. “When we do, you’ll be the first to know.” His mother hummed, both satisfied and a tad upset at the answer.
The rest of the dinner went smoothly; the table was cleared, the dishes cleaned, and goodbyes were said.
Once out in the car, he turned to you. “I hope I didn’t put words in your mouth when I told my mom that. I know we haven’t really discussed it or anything. I figured that would be a good enough answer for now. And if we decide to change our minds, well…” He trails off, worried he’s rambling.
You take one of his hands into yours, pressing it to your cheek. “I don’t think I’d mind making babies with you. Being nice and filled sounds really nice.”
Akiteru swallowed hard, giving you a nod. There was some part of his brain that stopped functioning when he thought of filling you up to the brim, so full that it was dripping out of you. Yeah, that was nice.
He doesn’t even remember getting home. One second you were outside of his childhood home, and the next you were pressed up against the wall in your entryway.
Kisses were pressed into your neck and the small amount of collarbone that was exposed under the collar of your shirt.
His breath came heavy against your skin as he spoke. “Let me fuck you, sweetheart. Fill that pretty pussy up with so much cum that it spills out of you.” His fingers slip under your skirt, pushing the seat of your panties aside so that he can spread your slick folds apart. “Is that what you want? To be bred like you’re a bitch in heat?”
You whimpered, your knees almost giving out at the filthy way he talks to you. He didn’t always do it, but when he did… God, it made you want to cum right then and there. “Please, yes. Fuck me, please.”
That was all he needed to hear. His hands gripped the backs of your thighs, hoisting you up before carrying you to the bedroom. He tossed you onto the bed, undoing his belt before sliding his pants and boxers off his body.
While he undressed, you did the same, tossing aside your clothes until you were completely bare in front of him.
He pushes you so you’re on your back, spreading your legs apart so he can place himself between them. “You look so pretty like this, all spread open for me.” He brings his thumb down to toy with your clit. “You’re gonna look even better when I’ve fucked you full of my cum.”
Your legs lock behind his hips, pulling him close. He catches himself on his hands, smirking down at you. His weight shifts to one arm so that he can line himself up with your already clenching hole.
You gasp when he enters you, the slight burn subsiding a few moments later. Your hips move to meet his, and he groans. You’re already squeezing him so tight that it almost sucks the breath from his lungs.
When you’re ready, he begins thrusting into you. In what feels like no time at all, you’re panting and moaning beneath him, one orgasm beneath your belt, and begging for more.
With one hand, he grabs the headboard, using it as leverage to fuck you harder, since it’s what you’re whining for.
Sweat drips from his temples, and he manages to croak out, “Fuck, sweetheart. This cunt of yours is about to be stuffed. Cum again for me, and I’ll fill it right up for you. I don’t want you to waste any of it, yeah?”
You nod, head tossing up and down on the pillow before you’re cumming again. Your second orgasm always milks him more than the first, and moments after you come down from your high, he’s stuttering before stilling inside you. It feels like he’s never cum this much before as he pants above you.
He releases his grip on the headboard, cupping your cheek in one hand. “You think you can keep that in there while I get hard again?”
pining!kei trying to steal y/n’s panties but his pathetic ass fails
he can't even do that right!!
words: 427
cw: gn!reader, no pronouns but reader is described as "pretty" and "cute," pervert!kei, implied panty stealing, minors dni
kei rarely ever finds himself in the laundry room. his mother does the laundry while all he ever does is bring his bag down for her to clean.
but instead of his sweaty shorts and dirty socks, it's your clothes folded neatly on top of the dryer. it's more than that, though. sitting pretty at the top of the pile was a pair of your panties.
the washing machine at your house broke down this week and kei's mother was quick to allow you to wash your clothes at her place instead.
and now kei's hand is hovering over the floral pattern of your underwear, reveling in how soft the cotton fabric feels in his hands. he's seen you in bikinis before, sure, but never anything as intimate as your undergarments.
his somewhat innocent thoughts turn more depraved, wishing he had come across this only a few hours before when it was soiled from your juices. kei thinks about stuffing the clothing in his pocket to save for later—for when his thoughts get the better of him and he needs something to wrap around his cock just to get off.
that would be wrong, an incredible breach of your trust—more than what he's already doing now.
"kei in the laundry room? that's a surprise," his brother's voice booms, disrupting the deafening silence. kei realizes he's been caught red-handed but he's thankful it's akiteru standing at the bottom of the stairs instead of you. "are we doing something that we shouldn't?"
the underwear falls out of kei's hands and back onto the pile of your clean clothes. "i was just looking!" he blurted out, cheeks heating up from the embarrassing situation.
"looking at what exactly?" asked akiteru with a knowing look.
before kei is able to come up with another idiotic response, you're trotting down the stairs, ready to take your clean clothes home. "'scuse meeee!" you sing, squeezing past akiteru's larger frame. blissfully unaware of the tense situation in the room, you grab the basket next to kei and flash him a smile.
"did you need to use the machine, kei? sorry, i've been hogging it all day," you apologized, walking out of the room without another word. kei doesn't miss the sweet smile you give his brother before you leave.
akiteru is quick to follow you out of the room, giving his brother a word of advice once you're out of earshot.
"next time you want to be a pervert, little brother, try to be a bit more subtle." he says with a wink.
