Tag: yachi

Kuroo/Yachi being set up on a blind date please.

College AU because I’m weak for those. Also, they don’t know each other from high school. Also, I’ve been doing a ton of Role Play lately and I like the back and forth in the perspectives. Hopefully, it works ok here.

Yachi puckers her lips, applying pink lipstick, a bright contrast to the semi-smokey eye with wingtips she’s sporting. She’s being bold tonight, at least as far as she’s concerned. In the reflection, she looks over the soft pastel teal dress, its hem fringed with white lace down to the jet black fleece lined leggings and spike-heeled boots she’s been dying to wear but had nowhere to go in; perfect for a first date… right?

The ever-present butterflies who have taken up permanent residency in her stomach flutter to life; does she look like she’s trying too hard?

Yachi’s been in a box most of her life: sweet, dependable and… boring. At least in her mind. University has been somewhat of an awakening for her, shackles of her life at home falling away leaving room for exploration and experimentation, if only she has the guts to do it.

“A blind date is perfect for that,” Saeko insisted. “He doesn’t know anything’s different.”

Yes, but what if they hit it off? What if he likes her only because she looks like this? Not that she minds looking like this, it’s a look she likes, has been eyeing for some time but never had the nerve to try on herself.

Stop it Hitoka! No psyching yourself out! Put on your jacket, get your purse and get your ass to the cafe!

Yachi listens to the one strong voice in her head, that nearly always sounds like her mother, and puts actions to its demands.

She’ll never know unless she tries.

>

Kuroo rushes through the cold of the night, willing time to slow down so he’s not late. He’s supposed to be there first, damn it, and all these people on the sidewalk are getting in his way! Granted, he should have left the concert hall earlier but the final run through of the stage lights needed to be done and of course Oikawa would choose tonight to be extra fussy.

He rounds the bend and enters the cafe where they’ve agreed to meet, sighing in relief when he sees she’s not arrived. Now that he’s here, his nerves have time to catch up with him, slamming him low in the back and crawling up to strangle his neck. It’s been a long time since he dated.

Starting in a high-intensity trade school hadn’t left him much time for it and with his career taking off he’s less time than then. But he’s tired of being lonely.

“I know the sweetest girl. She’s in her second year of university. You’ll love her!”

Kuroo had balked at the idea of dating someone in school, unable to help feeling like a creep. But Saeko-chan has insisted, unwilling to recognize the word “no” and set him up with one Yachi Hitoka, a second-year university student, majoring in business with a minor in art.

Odd mixture.

Sighing, he shoves away his anxiety and takes out his book. Maybe reading will help calm him down.

>

Yachi hurries down the street, her breath coming out in little puffs of white steam. It’s taken her longer to get here than expected, unused to walking in such high heels on treacherously slick sidewalks but she’s managed to arrive unharmed; a miracle indeed.

The bell above the door tinkles musically as she enters, looking around the main floor of the cafe for “wild hair and a smirk” as Saeko described.

Just when she’s beginning to think he may not have arrived (what if he stood her up?) she thinks she’s spotted him. Tousled hair, a sharp but attractive jaw leaned into a large hand, and half shut eyes scrolling over the pages of a book through thick but not too thick square framed glasses.

Before her nerve is lost, she strides forward, the click of her heels sounding loud in her own ears as the ambient noise is drowned out by the thrumming of her pulse.

“Um, excuse me? Are you Kuroo-san?”

Those squared frames eyes flick up and catch her gaze, the intensity found in their beautiful golden hue making her already shaky legs feel even weaker.

He’s gorgeous. And tall, she notes as he begins to rise… oh… very tall. Even in her four-inch heels, he towers over her. Red is definitely his color and the tight black jeans coupled with thick-soled boots are an aesthetic she needs in her life. 

She swallows, nearly worrying her bottom lip with her teeth and only just remembering the lipstick there.

>

Kuroo doesn’t realize he’s staring, doesn’t recall he’s even stood up, struck dumb by the vision of cute in front of him. Soft pastel coupled with rock n’ roll leather is a thing apparently for him and this girl is singing his own siren song.

She’s pretty too; wide brown eyes framed by soft, blonde hair with glossy *hot pink oh my god lips… lips that are moving…

“Um… are you Kuroo-san?”

He blinks rapidly, then his mouth opens and he manages to choke out a much too emphatic, “Yes!” He clears his throat, tries a smile that he hopes is friendly; “Sorry, uh, you’re Yachi-san then?”

Stupid question.

But she smiles and chirps, “That’s me!”

And his insides melt because damn, she is so cute.

>

As they take seats across from one another, they both think in tandem, “Thank you Tanaka Saeko.”

Kinktober – Day 1 – Face Sitting – Terushima X Yachi

“Hitoka, I need you to do something for me,” Terushima says, leaning into the petite blonde’s space.

He notices her shiver as his breath brushes her ear.

“What is it?” she asks, eyes still on the paper in front of her, the pen in her hand slightly lifted from its surface; a good thing too since his next words—uttered in a tone thick with want—would have marred her lovely work with an ugly scratch.

“Sit on my face.”

Her squeak of surprise makes him grin, his fingers deftly popping out the button of her skirt sending it fluttering to the floor as his lips delicately caress her neck. He trails his hands up, grabbing the hem of her shirt and lifts, breaking contact with her skin just long enough to fling it to the far side of the room.

“It’s been too long since I ate that sweet pussy of yours,” he rasps, toying with the elastic of her panties.

“You… you can’t just… say things like that,” Yachi pants.

“You and I both know you like it. Look.” His hand dips past fabric, two fingers sliding achingly slow over her. He draws up his hand, smirking as she whimpers the loss of contact, and holds them before her half hooded eyes. “How else would you be this wet?” he asks.

She squirms, but he holds fast, tracing the join of her shoulder with the tip of his nose to her ear whose lobe he takes between his teeth. “Please baby? I’m so hungry.” His voice is sweet as sugar, persuasive as much as it is salacious.

Yachi can’t stop from rubbing her thighs together but he stops the motion with a quick slap to her ass. “Be a good girl now, you know I’ll make you feel good,” he warns.

Slowly Yachi nods assent.

He grins, spinning her round and captures her lips with his, working her open to receive his tongue into her mouth. Yachi whimpers and Terushima’s dick gets harder.

He quickly lifts her into his arms, carrying her to their bedroom kissing her breathlessly they go.

Terushima tosses her on the bed, his mouth a wicked slice of mischief as he rips his clothes off. He crawls towards her, leaning her back and hovers above then kisses her again; he loves kissing her.

Her bra unsnaps with a practiced flip of his wrist and he pulls it away as he rises to his knees leaving her bare. She squirms, tucks in on herself as though to hide and he huffs, “Still so shy,” with a shake of his head.

Then he’s grinning again, full and wild, leans in to nuzzle between her pert small breasts. “But that’s what makes you so fucking fun. Or is it so fun to fuck?” He shrugs, turns his head and flicks the tip of his tongue over one stiff nipple.

Yachi’s whole body jerks, another whimper spilling from pretty pink lips, but it’s another set of lips he’s got on his mind and it’s time he gave them proper attention.

He sits on the bed, then lies back, getting his head into a comfortable position. A crook of his finger and, “Bring those pretty lips up here.”

Yachi flushes crimson, almost looks ready to retreat but she shifts, slowly rising to her knees. “Don’t watch,” she whines.

Terushima clicks his tongue. “Where’s the fun in that? Just get up here,” he complains. He reaches, clasping eager strong hands to her waist and pulls.

Finally, she’s astride his head, small hands braced against the headboard. Her eyes are closed but he’ll grant her that; she’s already been such a good girl.

Eager as he is, he makes himself go slow, taking time to enjoy the feel of her above him. Her skin is warm as he gently runs his hands over the outside of her thighs, following their line to the swell of her perky cute butt whose cheeks he squeezes earning a squeak.

“So cute, still so innocent,” he mutters, eyes drinking in the vision of her delicate curves; she’s so petite, almost wraith-like. His hands continue their journey, fingers pressing into the dip of her low back to pull her down closer. “You’re too high babe, come on, smother me,” he says, voice low and rumbling.

“Yuji” she whines but does shift closer, though only a little.

Her thighs tremble—with want or strain he isn’t sure—but either way, he’s done denying the both of them.

With deliberation, he opens his mouth, dragging the flat of his tongue from base to clit of her pussy. Yachi gasps, nails scratching the wood of the headboard.

Terushima grins against her flesh, continues licking slowly, from bottom to top, like he’s savoring a cone of his favorite ice cream, all the while keeping his hands in motion, sliding up and down the curve of her ass into the supine of her back.

Yachi whines, showing her growing pleasure by the undulating of her hips. This is his favorite part, breaking down her walls, drawing her to a place of disregard for decency and leaving her in utter want until he grants her what only he can give.

Seems he won’t have to wait long.

She whines his name again and he knows, knows what she’s asking for without explicit request but he won’t give it until she does.

He hums against her, places delicate teasing kisses and nips the flesh of her thighs as he murmurs, “Something you want, Hitoka?”

He catches a glimpse of her nodding but feigns seeing it. “Come on sweetness, you gotta use your words,” he insists. He uses her hesitation to continue doing as he pleases, sucking one side of her lips and she cries out, her head tossing back.

“Yuji… please…”

“Please what?”

Yachi shakes her head, hair sticking to her damp forehead but then she breaks down and sobs, “Please use your ring on me.”

He nods, pushes the barbell secured in his tongue against her clit and wiggles. Yachi gasps and bucks, grinding down to seek that little piece of metal that feels so good.

Terushima wraps his arms around her thighs, holds her down and latches his lips to her, alternating between sucking and toying at that sensitive little nub. Yachi’s breath becomes erratic, her small keens and whines pleasure to Terushima’s ears.

She’s close, just a little more and—

“Oh god!” Yachi’s whole body quakes as she comes.

Terushima backs off the firm pressure, only giving languid licks to ensure she gets the full value of her orgasm.

Spent, she falls to her side, jostling Terushima slightly but he doesn’t care. She’s panting, they both are, and he grins at her flushed face.

“That was a good one,” he says and she nods, eyes closed as little aftershocks make her body twitch.

Terushima watches her in silence, smiles as she relaxes fully and takes a deep breath. He glances down his body at his dick, hot, flushed and pulsing, aching to be shoved into her thoroughly soaked snatch but he’ll wait.

His sweetness needs a break.

sunshine – urfriendlyneighborhoodpan – Haikyuu!! [Archive of Our Own]

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Underage
Relationships: Bokuto Koutarou/Yachi Hitoka
Characters: Bokuto Koutarou, Yachi Hitoka
Additional Tags: Consensual, I love them both
Summary:

Having his attention for even a fraction of a second winded her, made her feel like there was no one else in the world. (bokuyachi)

@grandcruchuu This is a character ship fic I’ve read at least four times and love it each time I do. It’s Bokuto x Yachi and it’s amazing. 

sunshine – urfriendlyneighborhoodpan – Haikyuu!! [Archive of Our Own]

Haikyuu / Psycho Pass AU

vball-baes-bball-babes:

Sentence prompt requests:

Hinata, “well this is awkward”

ukai ‘im too sober for this’

“Bite me” with Tendou please??

I’ve been in a Psycho Pass AU mood and these all felt like they worked well with the scene that popped in my head. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get enough of these drabbles together to form a linked story. This is in the same universe as my Daichi one.

The slap of water sounded all around as Tendou and Yachi raced down the darkened alley, their quarry a soaked blob somehow getting smaller despite the pace at which they were running.

“You go that way, I’ll cut him off on the other side,” Tendou shouted.

Yachi didn’t have time to consider how she hadn’t been in the field more than fifteen minutes and had already broken an important rule: don’t let your enforcer give orders.

“They’re your subordinates, you call the shots.”

She winced against the words spoken to her not even an hour ago. How was she supposed to explain this? She shook her head, picking up her pace in the direction Tendou had pointed her. Her heart thundered against her chest, trepidation and – she was loathe to admit – excitement pulsing through her veins. The rain stung her eyes, her lungs and legs burned and the suction of her rain soaked suit all worked against her forward progression but she pressed on. She could deal with the repercussions of this later. What mattered was stopping the suspect and getting him to reveal his base. Her grip tightened on the dominator in her hands; it would be just her luck to drop the thing and add to her negative tally marks.

Losing sight of the suspect, she pushed herself harder, rounding a corner in the direction she hoped he’d taken only to cannon into something, her body sprawling onto the water logged asphalt. A hiss escaped her as the uneven ground scraped her skin raw before she landed with a heavy thud. When she applied pressure to her hand to push up she let out a gasp of pain but it was the voice beneath her that drew her eyes open to meet wide brown ones.

“Gah! Are…are you ok, Yacchan?” Hinata cried out, arms flailing since he wasn’t sure he should touch her.

“Well, this is awkward,” Tendou’s voice sounded from behind them. “And that,” he continued, pointing towards the tangled pair as more of their enclave made way to assist, “is why I wear trainers despite the suit.”

Hinata glared over Yachi’s shoulder. “Bite me, monster.”

She flinched at the sharp retort but the object of Hinata’s wrath merely pushed away from the wall and yanked her off him to her feet, a smirk on his face. “Now, now, inspector, you know we dogs aren’t even allowed to bark.” Though his words were directed to the still prone Hinata, his breath on her neck made Yachi shiver. She’d not been this close to an enforcer before and though she knew she shouldn’t be, she couldn’t help feeling nervous. He let her go as soon as her balance returned and she rotated to extend assistance to Hinata but Ukai-sensei was already dragging him to his feet.

“I’m too sober for this,” he grumbled around the cigarette hanging loosely between his lips, struggling to light it against the fall of rain.

He stepped under the cover of Tsukishima’s umbrella long enough to catch the flame against the stick of tobacco. The bespectacled inspector sent his fellow blonde a look of distaste before turning his attention to Tendou. “Where’s the suspect?”

Tendou, hands thrust in his coat pockets, nodded down another alley. “Doing an impression of modern art…or a Rorschach test. Personally all that red reminds me of Valentine’s day, but then again, I’ve always had a fucked up way of looking at things.”

Tsukishima grimaced, gritting his teeth. “We needed him alive you idiot! How else are we going to find the victim now?”

A shrug. “It was that or let him get away, figured it would be better not to give him a chance to grab who knows how many more.”

“Damn dog,” Tsukishima huffed, turning on his heel. “Let’s go, leave the clean up crew to take care of that mess while we work on the now infinitely more difficult task of finding his hideout.”

They all fell in line after him, the inspectors taking refuge in their cars while the enforcers returned to the back of their truck. With a sigh, Yachi allowed her head to fall against the headrest, eyes looking out the rain streaked window. How were they going to do this with their last lead a smatter of blood and guts? The thought turned her stomach and she wondered if she’d be able to handle seeing such a sight should the day come where she had to pull the trigger.

“You ok, little bird?” Ukai’s voice made her start, water droplets flinging against his shirt when her head whipped towards the direction of his voice.

Despite her pale face and trembling body, the little inspector nodded. “Just…tired. I guess I need to spend more time on the treadmill,” she replied, rubbing the back of her head with an uneasy smile on her face.

Ukai hummed but made no further push to get her to speak. In the loosely named driver’s seat, Tsukishima eyed the recent addition to his unit and shook his head to no one in particular. How she had been tapped to become an inspector was beyond his comprehension but then his was not to wonder why; it was to do or die.

I’m actually really proud of this piece and I hope people enjoy it.

Haikyuu / Psycho Pass AU

Sentence prompt requests:

Hinata, “well this is awkward”

ukai ‘im too sober for this’

“Bite me” with Tendou please??

I’ve been in a Psycho Pass AU mood and these all felt like they worked well with the scene that popped in my head. Who knows? Maybe I’ll get enough of these drabbles together to form a linked story. This is in the same universe as my Daichi one.

The slap of water sounded all around as Tendou and Yachi raced down the darkened alley, their quarry a soaked blob somehow getting smaller despite the pace at which they were running.

“You go that way, I’ll cut him off on the other side,” Tendou shouted.

Yachi didn’t have time to consider how she hadn’t been in the field more than fifteen minutes and had already broken an important rule: don’t let your enforcer give orders.

“They’re your subordinates, you call the shots.”

She winced against the words spoken to her not even an hour ago. How was she supposed to explain this? She shook her head, picking up her pace in the direction Tendou had pointed her. Her heart thundered against her chest, trepidation and – she was loathe to admit – excitement pulsing through her veins. The rain stung her eyes, her lungs and legs burned and the suction of her rain soaked suit all worked against her forward progression but she pressed on. She could deal with the repercussions of this later. What mattered was stopping the suspect and getting him to reveal his base. Her grip tightened on the dominator in her hands; it would be just her luck to drop the thing and add to her negative tally marks.

Losing sight of the suspect, she pushed herself harder, rounding a corner in the direction she hoped he’d taken only to cannon into something, her body sprawling onto the water logged asphalt. A hiss escaped her as the uneven ground scraped her skin raw before she landed with a heavy thud. When she applied pressure to her hand to push up she let out a gasp of pain but it was the voice beneath her that drew her eyes open to meet wide brown ones.

“Gah! Are…are you ok, Yacchan?” Hinata cried out, arms flailing since he wasn’t sure he should touch her.

“Well, this is awkward,” Tendou’s voice sounded from behind them. “And that,” he continued, pointing towards the tangled pair as more of their enclave made way to assist, “is why I wear trainers despite the suit.”

Hinata glared over Yachi’s shoulder. “Bite me, monster.”

She flinched at the sharp retort but the object of Hinata’s wrath merely pushed away from the wall and yanked her off him to her feet, a smirk on his face. “Now, now, inspector, you know we dogs aren’t even allowed to bark.” Though his words were directed to the still prone Hinata, his breath on her neck made Yachi shiver. She’d not been this close to an enforcer before and though she knew she shouldn’t be, she couldn’t help feeling nervous. He let her go as soon as her balance returned and she rotated to extend assistance to Hinata but Ukai-sensei was already dragging him to his feet.

“I’m too sober for this,” he grumbled around the cigarette hanging loosely between his lips, struggling to light it against the fall of rain.

He stepped under the cover of Tsukishima’s umbrella long enough to catch the flame against the stick of tobacco. The bespectacled inspector sent his fellow blonde a look of distaste before turning his attention to Tendou. “Where’s the suspect?”

Tendou, hands thrust in his coat pockets, nodded down another alley. “Doing an impression of modern art…or a Rorschach test. Personally all that red reminds me of Valentine’s day, but then again, I’ve always had a fucked up way of looking at things.”

Tsukishima grimaced, gritting his teeth. “We needed him alive you idiot! How else are we going to find the victim now?”

A shrug. “It was that or let him get away, figured it would be better not to give him a chance to grab who knows how many more.”

“Damn dog,” Tsukishima huffed, turning on his heel. “Let’s go, leave the clean up crew to take care of that mess while we work on the now infinitely more difficult task of finding his hideout.”

They all fell in line after him, the inspectors taking refuge in their cars while the enforcers returned to the back of their truck. With a sigh, Yachi allowed her head to fall against the headrest, eyes looking out the rain streaked window. How were they going to do this with their last lead a smatter of blood and guts? The thought turned her stomach and she wondered if she’d be able to handle seeing such a sight should the day come where she had to pull the trigger.

“You ok, little bird?” Ukai’s voice made her start, water droplets flinging against his shirt when her head whipped towards the direction of his voice.

Despite her pale face and trembling body, the little inspector nodded. “Just…tired. I guess I need to spend more time on the treadmill,” she replied, rubbing the back of her head with an uneasy smile on her face.

Ukai hummed but made no further push to get her to speak. In the loosely named driver’s seat, Tsukishima eyed the recent addition to his unit and shook his head to no one in particular. How she had been tapped to become an inspector was beyond his comprehension but then his was not to wonder why; it was to do or die.

Penalty Game!

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A/N: Omg I loooove Yachi rarepairs and I really couldn’t choose but in the end I am more drawn towards Kuroyachi because omfifui;g.iushig. Do I need to tell you why? Just look a them. So yes, here’s some Kuroyachi tickle fluff, I hope you like iiit!

Summary: Karasuno plays a game against Fukurodani, the deciding match in their tournament with Nekoma in which the winning team will decide the penalty for the losers. Yachi is dead nervous about this, and when he notices, Kuroo teases here with sweet tickles as they share a loving moment together. They have started dating a while back after all<3

Word Count: 1590

“Alright! Karasuno vs Fukurodani, 2nd set, go!”
The whistle sounded through the gymnasium and Yachi just returned to her safe
spot for the audience above the court, after providing the boys with drinks and towels during their short break. She clamped the railing and watching the
game in excitement. The tension. The tension!

Karasuno had gotten together with their
Tokyo Power School friends Nekoma and Fukurodani for a friendly tournament
as a closure of this school year.

Before that, they had a three-day training camp
leading up to this: the deciding tournament in which the winning team could
subject the losing team to the so called Japanese Batsu Game, or also referred to as
Penalty Game. This involved the managers too, so Yachi was dying from nervosity
up here.

What if Karasuno would lose? They had already lost one set. She didn’t want to do
anything embarrassing, and since it was Fukurodani and Nekoma, either one would
probably come up with the most evil penalty game ever. An embarrassing dance? Maybe sing an embarrassing song? Nooo. Not that. Not in front of –

“Heh, nervous sweetie?” Yachi’s face
immediately exploded upon hearing her boyfriend’s voice, and she looked up to
see Kuroo joining her.

“Ah y-y-yes,” she squeaked, and her inner
Yachi immediately scolded her for being this tense towards her boyfriend of
three months. To her it was still unreal that she had started dating Nekoma’s
captain, and with him living in Tokyo they couldn’t see each other that
much.

Kuroo stood next to her and leaned over the railing,
and Yachi blushed when she noticed he chose to stand with her rather than his
teammates who were gathered down on the side of the court, still drinking and resting from their
game while they glanced at Karasuno and Fukurodani’s match.

“Well, of course if we claim victory, we
won’t go easy on you guys with the penalty game,” Kuroo sang, and he
gulped when Yachi immediately looked as if she was dying.

“Just kidding just kidding! I mean -” Kuroo
waved his hands in front of his flustered girlfriend, but she was already
shaking because of the nerves.

“R-relax baby!” Kuroo placed both hands on
her sides to stop her from her frantic shaking, but this caused her to jolt and
squeak before she collapsed against him.

“Eh?” Kuroo blushed and squeezed her sides a
little to help her keep her balance, but Yachi reacted even more and only when
giggles poured from her mouth, Kuroo grinned. Ahhh…

“Oh! Ticklish? Hehe isn’t that fortunate?”
he chuckled, and he squeezed her sides some more, making her squeal and
struggle in his grip.

“N-no dooon’t!” Yachi kicked and struggled
involuntarily. Tickling just did that to her body, but Kuroo didn’t seem to
mind. She managed to turn in his hold and wrapped her arms around the railing,
leaning over it as if she was ready to leap off in a desperate attempt to escape.

“What are you doing? You’ll fall!” Kuroo said, still in his playful teasy voice, and he grabbed her sides right where her shirt had moved up, and he pulled her back down again, wiggling his fingers ticklishly at the same time.

“KYAhaha! S-stop Kuroo-kun hehe!” Yachi squealed as her bare sides were being tickled now.

“Don’t move, it’ll be okay,” Kuroo told his thrashing girlfriend teasingly as if he wasn’t torturing her with tickles right now.

Down on the court, the Karasuno
players looked up at their manager who was laughing her head off.

Not being able to see Kuroo’s hands that took control
over her body by tickling her sides mercilessly, they cocked their heads in
confusion. Asahi was just about to serve when he looked up as well.

“Yacchan, she’s laughing at us,” he mumbled.

“Probably despair,” Tsukishima commented
dryly.

“I bet Kuroo’s telling her the horrible penalty they have planned for us,” Tanaka grunted, but Noya jumped up and yelled:

“As if we’re gonna lose!”

“That’s right! Don’t worry Yachi! We won’t lose!” Hinata
yelled as well, and they continued the game and the noises of the game were back to exceeding Yachi’s pleas.

Yachi blushed like crazy and continued to laugh as she tried to jump
away from her teasy boyfriend, but he gripped her sides and kept her in place.
She gasped when his fingers wiggled towards her front, running across her tummy
and slipping underneath her shirt.

“UWahah it t-ticklehehes! Stooohohop!”
Yachi squeaked, but Kuroo only chuckled and continued his attack on her.

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So cute!!!

“Please, don’t leave.” – pairing of your choice / something with Kuroo?

sportanimefantasies:

I know I don’t do the ships much, but if you guys want KuroKen, BokuAka, or ships like that, I don’t mind. Just letting you guys know. But for this one, in case you’re not comfortable with that Anon-chan, I will do Kuroo with Yachi. I know, super rare, but some people have shipped it. Pictures! Fics, not sure. And since Yachi is pure love and a baby that must be protected (totally not because she was in the last request either) I believe Kuroo could fancy her just so much. Enjoy!

“K-Kuroo-san, we need to go, it’s already-”

“Stop calling me that, we’re not at training camp, Hitoka,” Kuroo murmured as he continued to pepper kisses along Yachi’s neck. Kuroo began to snicker as he felt Yachi flinch at the sound purring out of Kuroo’s mouth. “Just five more minutes.”

“N-No, Kuroo-san!” Yachi squealed, launching herself out of Kuroo’s arms and bed.

Yachi always had to use all of her will to defy Kuroo. He never believed her whenever she admitted it, since she could deny him plenty of times. But it was the truth. Yachi always got weak in the knees whenever Kuroo just looked at her. Whenever he said her name, all deity’s forbid he whisper it in her ear, there’s no telling what she would do for him. All he had to do was ask right after and she would oblige obediently.

“Hitoka, wait!” Kuroo called out just as he grabbed Yachi’s hand before she could escape. Her head slowly turned to Kuroo, a look of hesitation meeting him.

“Y-yes, Kuroo-san?” Yachi’s will was withering, she could feel it in her twitching smile.

Yachi watched as Kuroo sat up, that handsome crooked smile a few inches away from her faces. She could feel her knees buckling just from those golden brown eyes looking into hers. Thank goodness her knees were leaning against the edge of the bed.

“Please, don’t leave,” Kuroo beamed, his face moving in closer into hers. If Yachi’s heart could explode, now would be the time she would expect it too. Along with the other times Kuroo got to her. Kuroo moved passed her face, bringing his lips close to her ear. Yachi could feel Kuroo’s warm breath as he quietly breathed. “Hi-to-ka.”

An awkward squeal left Yachi’s mouth as she froze. Her heart exploded, she knew it was going to happen. Her body fell against Kuroo’s, her head leaning into the crook of his neck, her body fitting perfect against his broad shoulders and chest. Kuroo smiled, hearing Yachi hum from her lips, distressed.

“Okay… Tetsurou,” Yachi whispered quietly. Just as his name left her lips, Kuroo brought Yachi’s body into his arms and rolled her over his body, laying her on the other side of the bed into his arms, continuing to pepper kisses all over her again. Just this time with laughs and no attempt to go to the training camp that was supposed to happen in twenty minutes.

I love this pairing so much!!!

Karasuno First Time Head Canons

haiykuties:

I saw a mention of first times for Karasuno and came up with these. Hope you enjoy! -Admin Jade, @vball-baes-bball-babes

Daichi

  • Daichi’s first time takes place in his first or second year of university with a girl he’s in a stable, committed relationship with.
  • Boy is prepared, this has been planned. We’re talking soft light, mood music, bottles of water (hydration is important), condoms, lube and the comfort of his room without his roommate home.
  • Slow and gentle, Daichi takes his time not only because he’s still figuring things out but because he wants to remember everything clearly.
  • When they actually connect, Daichi’s face is a little pensive due to his concentration (especially if it’s her first time too, he doesn’t want to hurt her). That and he’s concentrating on not coming too fast.

Sugawara

  • Also has his first time in university, most likely during his first year with his girlfriend.
  • Despite his interest in kinks, the first time is fairly traditional. He wants to savor the emotional connection more experimenting.
  • He bites his lip a lot trying to stifle his moans but fails miserably; it just feels too damn good.
  • Is willing to try oral the first time, he’s been curious about it for years and will most def want to try it if she’s game for it.

Asahi

  • Baby boy will wait until he’s been in a safe, stable and healthy relationship for a good long while before he takes this step. I see him waiting until he’s in his mid-twenties before having sex.
  • His movements will be super hesitant but if he’s with the right girl she’ll be chill with taking some lead; he removes her shirt, she removes her bra. He removes his pants, she takes off his shirt.
  • Starts super slow, kisses all over, he’s taking his time not only to enjoy her but to work up his nerve.
  • When they finally connect, his eyes are screwed shut tight, not only because he’s overwhelmed with the sensations but because he’s still a little embarrassed.
  • After it’s over, he’ll probably shed a few tears. He’s never been this vulnerable with anyone and it’s very intense for our glass hearted ace.  

Tanaka

  • He has his first time as a third year.
  • It’s spontaneous after a huge win in a tournament, his girlfriend wanting to give him a reward for his awesome performance as Karasuno’s latest ace; that and he’s just frickin’ hot when he plays!
  • They go at it either in a closet or latch the door on the locker room. It’s not the ideal location for a first time but they’re too into each other to really care.
  • He buries his face against her neck in effort to cover his moans, she just feels amazing and he loves her so damn much!
  • The first years are slightly scarred hearing Tanaka-senpai moaning like that.

Nishinoya

  • Also has his first time as a third year.
  • Takes place during a graduation party because he just couldn’t wait to get back to his or her house.
  • They’re either in the bathroom or a random bedroom, either way they’re so wrapped up in each other the surroundings don’t matter.
  • Noya has no chill, like boy is moaning and groaning like they’re the only ones in the house.
  • No matter the position, his head thrown back, eyes shut and hands gripping her tight.

Ennoshita

  • Happens his third year of university or possibly after his graduates from there. He’s in no rush and wants to make sure things are stable with him and his lady before taking this step.
  • Is the kind of guy who’s done research. Like, not watching porn, but instructional DVDs, has read articles, he doesn’t want to go into something like this blind.
  • All that research, however, can’t prepare him for how amazing it feels to connect with his lady for the first time intimately.
  • He’s more vocal than he thought he’d be, gasping her name and praising her for making him feel so good. He maintains eye contact as much as possible too.

Kinoshita

  • First time during university probably his first year. Waits until he knows he loves her and she him; he doesn’t think he can do something this significant without that level of commitment.
  • Is super nervous and constantly asking questions. “Are you ok?” “Do you like this?” “Am I making you feel good?” He needs consistent encouragement and being reassured.
  • Loves long kissing, like, he cannot get enough of her lips and he’s a damn good kisser.
  • Focuses so much on her, he almost forgets himself but when she hitches her legs around his waist and draws him into her, he moans into her mouth, eyebrows furrowing sharply.
  • Releases her lips to gasp in air and breathes out he loves her.

Narita

  • First time is when he goes home for a Christmas break during university.
  • Reconnects with an old neighborhood crush who’s also home for the holidays.
  • He’s a calm and collected guy so when she shows interest, he goes with the flow, going with her to her room during a Christmas party.
  • It’s a bit bumbling because of nerves but overall he does well. He’s happy to be experiencing something of this nature with someone he’s known so long.
  • They end up establishing a relationship that carries on throughout university, resulting in them getting married after graduation.

Tsukishima

  • Early bloomer, Tsukishima has his first time in his second year.
  • Spontaneous to say the least, probably happens following a heated make out session with his girlfriend during a study date.
  • Hands travel to new places, she reciprocates the touches and he just goes with it. He cares a lot about her and the moment, somewhat awkward as it is, feels right.
  • Gritted teeth, sweat on his brow, low grunts and somewhat stiff movements but he does his best to take care of her properly. He wants to maintain his “cool” reputation after all.

Yamaguichi

  • For some reason, I picture this boy as waiting until his wedding night.
  • He’s a nervous wreck but as she kisses him and traces over his freckles, he relaxes into her touch, trying to clear his mind and just focus on how she makes him feel.
  • Touches her back, hands a bit shaky from nerves, but gains more and more confidence the longer the foreplay goes.
  • As he enters her, he’s looking in her eyes, telling her how much he loves her while kissing her face.

Kageyama

  • I can see Kageyama having his first time also be a random hook up, probably while he’s touring with team Japan when he’s an adult.
  • Meets her at a bar he was dragged to by his team under their insistence that he needs to loosen up.
  • She tugs him to the dance floor and the feel of a female’s body brushing up against his so provocatively ignites utter want and need in this young man.
  • Back in her room, he has no idea what he’s doing and it shows. His face is bright red as she patiently gives instruction but he’s nothing if not a good student.
  • His first time entering her, he moans loudly and it makes him blush even harder if possible but she encourages him and he keeps going, enjoying the feel of her and thanking his lucky stars to have run into someone so kind as her.
  • Because this is his first emotional connection on this level, he asks to stay in contact with her which kicks off their long distance relationship; resulting in him becoming pro at phone sex.

Hinata

  • Oh our sunshine boy! I can see him having his first time his first year of university because all through high school he was solely focused on volleyball.
  • Not that he doesn’t still play but he’s become more aware of other needs and so when he finally gets a girlfriend (not that he really had to try that hard because he’s a precious love who would worship the ground she walks on), he’s eager to be with her.
  • A flurry of removed clothes (probably a few seams being sacrificed) and quick kisses. He can’t touch or taste her fast enough!
  • Can’t hold back his “bwah” and “ugh” sounds; he’s very vocal and that remains true for every time after the first.
  • At the end of it, both are sweaty, panting and messy but happy.

Ukai

  • Volleyball isn’t the only place Ukai had game, he was also quite popular with the ladies (and still is).
  • First time was his first year, he didn’t waste time.
  • Random hook up at a party, but he’s not complaining.
  • Maintained his serious expression but it was a whole lot more tender.

Takeda

  • Had his first time after obtaining his teaching degree.
  • He’d gone out to celebrate with friends and ended up drinking a bit more than usual.
  • He and a fellow student he’s been flirting (bashfully) with all semester get hot and heavy in one of the VIP rooms.
  • One thing leads to another and they end up hooking up but it’s more of a dry hump to coming, than actual intercourse.
  • His glasses askance, Takeda breathes heavy against her neck, hands trailing up her shirt against her back as she rocks against him.
  • Not the best “first time” but it’s his first ever releasing thanks to another person.

Yachi

  • I picture Yachi also as one who waits until she gets married, if for no other reason than she’s terrified of getting pregnant and just isn’t willing to take that risk with someone who isn’t fully committed to her. 
  • Her knees are knocking but he goes slow, taking off her clothes in stages to allow her to acclimate; he wants this to be pleasurable for her too.
  • Once they’re both naked and in bed, he continues to take the lead, kissing and touching her until she’s positively melting.
  • At their final connecting, she cries both in pain and because of the heavy emotions she’s feeling.
  • Overall, it’s an amazing experience and she’s eager to try again, though the next time she hopes will hurt less.

Kiyoko

  • Second year university with her boyfriend is the first time Kiyoko has sex.
  • Is very bashful, often trying to cover up as he takes off her layers; she’s embarassed by her scars from sports.
  • He reassures her, murmuring sweet words of praise and encouragement in her ear.
  • As he enters, she squeezes her eyes shut, a few stray tears sliding down her cheeks but as she warms up she moans quietly against his throat, kissing him.

Admin Jade always delivers

these are very nice

~Admin Kay

Another contribution, felt good to get some writing in!

Kasamatsu accidentally throwing a basketball at Yachi’s head and getting all flustered when he sees how cute she is? ((Possibly with Kise teasing him at the side ohoho)) I think those two would be so cute together ahh

They would be too cute! Thanks for the request, I hope you like it!

The street-ball tournament is getting more intense, each team
getting more riled up to win. What would one expect with a park full of
testosterone? Faking back, Kasamatsu assesses his options, turning around
quickly to pass the ball only to have it smacked out of his hands. Rushing
forward, he slaps the ball back but it goes too far to the right and instead of
heading back to his teammate’s hands it’s on a crash course with some girl’s head!

“Look out!” the captain yells, the blonde dodging just in
time with a startled scream escaping her lips.

As the ball is being retrieved, Kasamatsu makes his way to
the her, eyebrows furrowed in concern. “Are you ok? Sorry about-“his voice
fails when he sees how cute she is. Dressed in a short-pleated skirt and
collared shirt, her shiny hair pulled to one side in a ponytail he can’t stop
staring at her, mouth open slightly, his eyes wide.

Yachi’s own wide eyes look back at the intense captain, her
knees clattering together.

“Hai…I…I’m fine,” she stammers finally breaking Kasamatsu
out of his haze, “I should have…been paying attention.”

He frowns making her jump, but before he can correct her Kise
pipes in, “Geez, Kasamatsu-senpai, if you wanted to meet a girl you didn’t have
to frighten her into talking to you!”

“Shut up, Kise!” he shouts, whirling around to kick his ace
in the behind, his cheeks blazing red.