#krtsk#kurotsukki like murder podcast au. Tsukki was the main suspect in a murder a few years back, but there was never enough evidence to charge him. Kuroo and bokuto run a ‘unsolved mysteries’ true crime podcast where they attempt to solve forgotten cases. The last one
They did was wildly successful because they actually helped catch the murderer. Kuroo decides to take on tsukishima’s case because let’s be honest, tsukki is a perfect suspect from the clips shared to the public. He’s cold, aloof, sarcastic. He doesn’t mince his words, even when
It comes to the victim he’s being accused of murdering. It has to be him right?? Bokuto’s in cause honestly this tsukki dude is kinda hot and can boost their views, nevermind that it’s an audio only podcast. We can just like describe his hair and long, long legs right?
The research is pointing them to tsukki as the culprit, and Kuroo is sure that this season for their show will be another hit because they’ve clearly got this one in the bag. Until Kuroo finally meets tsukishima. Their first meeting isn’t an interview, tsukki refuses to buy into
The medias obsession with murder and death, just wants to move on with his life and finish his degree. No, their first meeting is at a coffee shop(how cliche) where kuroo makes small talk while they wait for their drinks. The chit chat leaves Kuroo conflicted because while it may
Have been only a couple of minutes, he trusts his instincts. This kid cannot be the murderer. He’s rude and snarky for sure, but that’s just one side to the blonde. He insulted Kuroo’s hair within the first five sentences he said to him, but offered his seat to the girl carrying
What appears to be the worlds heaviest backpack. He cuts down pushy interviewers before they even realize what’s happening, but he apologized to the barista who had to remake his drink even though it was their mistake. Kuroo has never been so immediately fascinated by another
Person. The next time they talk, Kuroo is trying to get him to agree for an off records interview, just to get his side of the story and explain what they’re trying to do. Tsukishima is not happy, he should’ve known the cute guy talking to him at the cafe the other day was too
Good to be true. Eventually he relents, only after kuroo swears up and down that he doesn’t believe tsukki is guilty anymore and meets up with bokuto and kuroo(sharing his location with yamaguchi the whole time). Time progresses and the three of them meet up a couple of times a
Week to shoot theories, talk about new suspects, etc. The two podcasters are convinced tsukki is innocent. Until one day, kuroo shows up at tsukki’s for dinner and finds tsukishima hyperventilating in his kitchen, where the alleged missing murder weapon has shown up. Cue kuroo
Working with tsukki to try to find who’s trying to frame him, while hiding the evidence from both the police and bokuto. The two of them are trying to figure out who could be doing this when bokuto barges in, at first to accuse tsukki of trying to steal his spot on the podcast,
But as he storms in there’s another missing clue dropped off at tsukkis house. Kuroo immediately starts pleading with bokuto to listen to them, that it’s not tsukki there’s no way, someone is messing with them, when bokuto loudly declares that obviously it can’t be tsukki because
Bokutos known kuroo his whole life and he wouldn’t fall in love with a murderer, so tsukki is clear in his books. But they’re in over their heads, so bokuto calls in the big guns. (Akaashi. Akaashi is the big guns.) The four of them solve the case, figure out who was framing
Tsukki and who committed the original murder. The podcast is a hit, and Kuroo and tsukki move in together at the end of it with a promise to not look into anymore murders. They break that promise in a month.
I just think a very obviously pining Kuroo going hm yes he is holding a bloody knife but clearly he is not guilty cause I like him?? And bokuto going hmm yes of course of course, while tsukki and akaashi are crying in the background over their choices in men.
Also the whole world thinking tsukishima is one way but kuroo sees through that to the real him. I cry.
But wait there’s a tiny bit more. Not long after akaashi joined the trios investigation, the four of them are sitting around a table covered in research, notes, clues, dwindling down after what felt like an unproductive evening. They’re stuck on something, have been for a few
Days. Tsukki is sitting sideways in his arm chair, long legs hanging over one arm, head tilted back over the other arm when he says ‘maybe we should just give up. Maybe I should just turn myself in and confess, clearly whoever is framing me is better than us. Smarter than me.’
He says it so quietly kuroo almost thinks he imagined it. He wishes he had imagined it. He reigns in the automatic urge to start yelling at tsukki when he looks over and sees how tired he looks. Instead, he drags himself off the couch him and bokuto were sharing to kneel by
Tsukki’s head, stating softly but firmly ‘we are not letting you do that tsukki. Not a chance in hell.’ At the sound of Kuroo’s voice, tsukki’s eyes snap open, watery golden ones holding eye contact with Kuroo as he chokes out ‘but what if it’s not enough? What if we don’t stop
Whoever it is in time?’ Kuroo’s fingers card through tsukki’s hair, his other hand coming up to brush away the few tears that have started to escape. ‘Oh, Kei. I promise you I will not stop until you’re cleared.’ Tsukki turns, shifting his head closer to Kuroo. Kuroo continues to
Murmur reassurances to him, fingers never stopping running through tsukki’s hair. Akaashi glances at bokuto who looks ready to say something, join in on comforting tsukki, but he wordlessly grabs bokuto’s sleeve to pull him out of the room with a finger to his lips to hold
Bokuto’s thoughts in. Let the two of them have their privacy for this. The three of them have grown close to tsukki, even within a few days of arriving akaashi is overly fond and very protective of him. As they enter the kitchen, akaashi swears to bokuto that they will find the
Murderer before the week is out, no matter what. They finish a quick cup of tea before retiring to tsukki’s guest room the two of them are sharing. Once they lay down, bokuto turns into akaashi, whispering into his hair. ‘I’m glad we took this case. Kuroo and tsukki. They’re
Good together. Like us. I hope they figure that out.’ Akaashi agrees with a hum, curling closer to bokuto. He doesn’t mention that the couch kuroo is supposedly sleeping on is untouched in the morning, or that he hears two sets of footsteps heading down the hall to tsukki’s room.
‘I’m sure they will, love. I’m sure they will.’ Two hectic days later, the case is solved.
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The phone rings five times before it’s answered at the last second.
‘Hello?’ His voice only sounds a little familiar. Usually, the context he’s hearing it in involves more growling, more raspiness. His day to day voice only hints at the
Kuroo is nervous. He doesn’t know why he’s nervous, not really. On the surface, it’s because he’s meeting his girlfriend’s youngest son today. Deep down, his brain doesn’t accept that as an answer.
He’s already met her oldest son, and they got along
Perfectly fine. He’s a people person, he knows how to deal with all types of personalities, without batting an eye. Almost thirty years of working with the JVA and their eccentric players have honed his people skills.
So why was he nervous?
He gets to Ayako’s house and is immediately put to work. Dinner is almost ready except for the finishing touches, so he’s setting the table while Akiteru, her oldest, is starting to bring out some of the dishes. Kuroo looks at them, eyebrows raised.
When Tsukishima had seen his former teacher on the app he had downloaded, he had originally swiped as a joke. There was no way the Kuroo Tetsurou, heartthrob of Karasuno, would swipe back. It was vindicating to confirm he was gay though.
He had less than a month to lose his virginity before he turned nineteen and he was determined to make it happen. He had only had the app for a few hours when DMs started rolling in, but his eyes caught on this one. Everyone else could wait.
‘Nope, I’m serious,’ he replies.
His bio was short and to the point. ‘Almost 19. Virgin. Not looking for a relationship, just someone to fuck me.’
‘Tsukishima. Do you know what kind of people you’re going to attract with that bio?’
Correction: he hates his neighbor’s boyfriend who moved in three months ago, six months after Kuroo missed his one and only shot to ask out his original neighbor.
The neighbor, Kuroo’s long lost soulmate, the one who got away, was Tsukishima Kei, and Kuroo has had a crush on him since the day he moved in. He had offered to help carry boxes, joking that Tsukishima’s arms looked like they needed a break, and Tsukishima had glared at him in
such a bone chilling way, Kuroo was clearly hooked.
He had warmed up to him slightly when Kuroo had caught Tsukishima’s cat, Strawberry, after a daring and unfortunate escape from Tsukishima’s balcony to Kuroo’s.
They had coffee dates, they went grocery shopping together,
#BoKuroTsuki royalty omegaverse au where kingdoms are ruled by alphas and alphas alone. Two alphas marry and they’ll both have harems, omegas who live to serve them and birth their heirs.
When Tsukishima presents as an omega, and his dad essentially donates him to the crown, he
Takes small solace in the fact that he avoided a worse fate. The kids in the estate had all told horror stories of whore houses that omegas were sold to, kidnapped and trapped in. He had seen their faces when he presented, a mix of pity and fear and mocking disgust.
Sure, his
Future was squashed to be nothing but a broodmare for the royal bloodline, but it could be worse. He had hear good things of their kings. Bokuto Koutarou and his husband, Kuroo Tetsurou. Even if they were cruel, no one but them could touch him. Stealing the kings’ property was a
This but make it #krtsk where Kuroo is the blue and tsukki is the gray. And kuroo tries again, a year later, but at the exact time and tsukki texts him a place and a time for their first date.
Kenma shook his head as Kuroo paced back and forth in the room. ‘Panicking isn’t going to make the time pass any faster.’
‘Shh shush I didn’t ask for your judgement. He said try again in a year, I’m not missing my chance.’
‘Sane
People would’ve taken that to mean no.’
‘Kyanmaaa you don’t understand,’ Kuroo whined flopping down on the mattress next to Kenma. ‘He’s my soulmate he just doesn’t know it yet.’ Kuroo goes on a tangent, waxing poetic about the tall blonde he had been obsessing over for the