#bokutsukki

[nuisdrawing]

Have some bktsk doods from a couple years ago (i specially like the Bokuto in the top right corner, <3)

#bktsk #bokutsuki #bokuto koutaro #tsukishima kei #bokuto x tsukishima #hq art #haikyuu art #haikyuu fanart #hq fanart #bokutsukki #haikyuu #my art

[yuurionviktor]

Smt I did for BAKT exchange

#haikyuu #bokuakakurotsuki #bokuaka #bokuroo #kurotsuki #bokutsuki #bokutsukki #akatsuki #kurotsukki #kuroaka #bakt #hq art #fanart #anime #bokuakakurotsukki #things ive made #tsukishima kei #kuroo testuro #bokuto koutarou #bokuto kotaro #akaashi keiji #krtsk #bkak

[bidoofenergy]

maybe tonight i'll get this story right

When Tsukishima Kei applied to be an assistant coach for the Jackals, he knew Bokuto Koutarou was on the team—he just hoped it wouldn't be a problem. Sure, they haven't talked in 4 years and, sure, the last time they talked it was awful. That doesn't mean they can't learn to work together—or at the very least, in the same space. But the longer they skirt around the topic, the clearer it is: they need to talk about why they don't talk anymore. written for idst for Fic in a Box 2023 (8393 words)

Kei saw the team’s roster before he even applied to the damn job. He has no one to blame but himself. Himself and, of course, Hinata Shouyou. Kei will be dead and gone and blaming Hinata Shouyou when his grandchildren forget to light incense in his name.

This time, it is definitely at least partially Hinata’s fault that Kei is here. Hinata told him about the job opening. Hinata put in a good word with the head coach. Hinata encouraged him to stick with volleyball halfway through his university degree, instead of pivoting to focus on rock climbing on a whim and a crush on a pretty girl. Hinata was probably there the day Akiteru first picked up a volleyball, guiding his hand towards it instead of a basketball in junior high—forever condemning Kei to a lifetime of circling the drain that was men’s volleyball.

That is to say: Kei can only blame Hinata—and himself—for his current predicament: the painfully uncomfortable moment of being introduced to the Division 1 team he will be working with, his first job out of university, and hearing Bokuto Koutarou, star player of the Black Jackals, say, “Tsukki?” in the most betrayed, heart-wrenching way imaginable.

read more on AO3

#haikyuu!! #bokutsukki #bokuto koutarou #tsukishima kei #bokuto x tsukki #bokutsuki #hq fanfic #hq #my fic #going back to my fucking roots with some hq fic. some tsukki pov.

[dakato]

Took part in a Sendai Frogs Big Bang event on Twitter a few months back and had an absolute blast!! You can find the fic here and moon's accompanying art here

#haikyuu!! #fanfic #hq fanfic #tsukishima kei #bokuto koutaro #bokutsukki #bokutsuki #modern magic #florist #alternate universe #sendai frogs #kyoutani kentarou #koganegawa kanji #kyoutani is at his limit #crack fic adjacent #fuck the blonde twink but not literally #at least not in this version

[girbumatsu]

I really wanna redraw this ;n;

#haikyuu #tsukishima #bokuto #bokuto kotaro #tsukishima kei #hq!! #hq tsukishima #hq bokuto #bokutsukki #my art

[giggly-squiggily]

hiii for the event could you please write ❤️Me + You: “No way! I didn’t know you were ticklish!” with bokutsukki with bokuto being the ler 🍄

Heyo! Oo, I like this one! :D Lee!Tsukishima is such a grand time! I've gotcha covered, Mushroom!

Me + You: "No way! I didn't know you were ticklish!"

“Tsukki-poo?” Bokuto poked his head over the back of the couch, finding his boyfriend staring into space, bobbing his head to whatever song was playing though his headphones. “Can you hear me?”

No response. Bokuto grinned.

“Tsuuuuki~” He teased, positioning himself directly behind the blond, raising both hands high as if he were a shadowed beast. “If you don’t want me to do this, speak now!”

Again, silence.

“Okay! Here I….COME!” Bokuto yelled, grabbing his boyfriend’s shoulders. The intention was to scare him a little- even if it earned him an asskicking after. He was rather fond of the squeal so shock Tsukishima would let out.

What he wasn’t expecting was a new type of squeal to reveal, shoulders shooting up to his ears when Bokuto’s fingers pressed against his neck. “Gah! Bokuto! Get off!”

The bigger man remained, eyes dancing with glee. “Oh my god! What was THAT?”

“That was nothing- get the hell off me-EEH!” He yelped again when fingers squeezed the same spot. “Stop!”

“No way!” Bokuto was shaking with mirth, utter glee dripping in his voice. “I didn’t know you were ticklish!”

“That’s because I’m not-” Tsukishima pressed his lips together, prepared this time when the fingers began brushing against the sensitive skin. He doubled over on the couch, trying to escape- but the owl only followed. “Stohop it!”

“Aww, does it tickle, Tsukki-poo? Huh, does it?” Bokuto teased, climbing over the couch- effectively squishing his boyfriend as his hands continued their playful attack. He wiggled a stray finger beneath the other’s chin, earning a proper giggle. “Oo, does someone have a ticklish chin? A tickly chin for a tickly Tsukki-Poo!”

“Bohohohohohohokuthoohohohohoho! Ahehahahahhaha, enhohoohohohohugh!” The dam broke- before long Tsukishima was pressed flat against the couch, squeaking and tittering like a goon as Bokuto dropped a hand to his belly, the other still going for his chin. “Fihihiihne you wihihihihin, I’m tihihiihihicklish! Now stahhahahap ihihiihihit!”

“No way! This is a discovery!” Bokuto cheered, laughing when the other squealed again. “Let’s find all your tickle spots, Tsukki-poo~”

Candy Heart Prompts Are Officially CLOSED!

#Candy Heart Valentine Event #chve2k23 #tickle #tickle dabble #haikyuu!! #bokuto kōtarō #tsukishima kei #fluff #bokutsuki #I rather like this pair :D

[b1cr1ptic]

They're on a fair date, discussing about how birds are the most-similar-thing to dinosaurs nowaday (in a very serious, scientific manner, of course)

#bokutsukki #bokuto koutaro #i believe in bokutsukki supremacy #DO U WANNA HEAR MY 100 ppt slides on why #ANYWAY #hq fanart #Tsukishima Kei

[limach-an]

Horny stuff

Spin the bottle flashmob etc

#haikyuu #bokukurotsuki #kurotsuki #atsumu miya #bokutsukki #tsukishima kei #kuroo testuro #bokuto kotarou

[kaathefriendlysnekk]

On Tsukki's birthday, I present to you TSUKKI'S HAREM.

Me : IT'S TSUKKI'S BDAY OMG

Also me : * doesn't draw Tsukki at all *

AKAASHI IN HALF-MOON GLASSES SUPREMACY.

#tsukki is again a nervous muffin #tsukkiday #tsukkibdayweek2020 #tsukishima kei #haikyuu!! #akaashi keiji #bokuaka #kuroken #kurotsukki #bokutsukki #kuroo tetsuro #kenma kozume #kodzuken #bokuto koutarou #akatsukki #tskym #tsukkishima x yamaguchi #tsukkiyama #yamaguchi tadashi #yachi hitoka #tsukkiyachi #osamu miya #kyoutani kentarou #shirabu kenjirō #ushijima wakatoshi #kageyama tobio #hinata shouyou #iwaizumi hajime #sakusa kiyoomi #kaathefriendlysnekk

[xoxohaikyuu]

*Screams in Kuroo, Bokuto, and Yamaguchi*:

Look at Third Year Tsukki’s longer hair—LOOK AT IT!! 🌙

#tsukishima kei #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #tsukishima #kuroo tetsurou #kuroo tetsurō #kuroo tetsuro #kurotsukki #kurootsukki #kurootsuki #bokuto koutarou #bokutsukki #tsukkiyama #yamaguchi tadashi #tsukki #kei tsukishima #kurotsuki #bokuto #my shit #yamaguchi #haikyuu manga #kageyama #karasuno #kageyama tobio #hinata shoyo #tadashi yamaguchi #koutarou bokuto #haikyuu 370 #third gym

[sinking-hq-ship]

The only time when owls stop hooting is when the moon is full

(tentative of rareship headcanons – bokutsukki edition)

 Pt. 1: first impressions

When they first met, they were too much endeared into volleyball, but if Tsukishima found Bokuto loud, stupid, and too earnest, he also found him wicked strong.

If he would have easily criticized his simple-mindedness when they met (bitching to Yamaguchi or Hinata about his aching muscles), in the inside he was a bit jealous – envious – of Bokuto.

Being this cynic witty boy, nerdy at the sides, whose knowledge was well-known in the team and whose punchlines were unlimited, people always assumed he was a rational person with very little problems. However, he tended to lose himself in his thoughts and to perpetually question his surroundings. It was quite tiring job. He wasn’t good at being a teenager.

As for Bokuto, he was still his bouncy self and loved to quote fortune cookies sayings. This tall, buffy and exuberant guy seemed to have things figured out, as surprising as it sounded. Tsukki had not. (Even if he didn’t trust the philosophy of fortune cookies and found it utterly stupid.)

Maybe it was the senpai effect, but Tsukishima had secretly found Bokuto (a weird sort of) wise. His advices regarding volleyball and passions tended to be epiphanic.

When they had met again after the training camp, Bokuto had thus really seen the first year behind his stern look. He found himself very impressed by Kei’s knowledge.

He would have asked him, when Kuroo invited some of Karasuno’s over in the summer at his parents’ place, what the blonde knew about owls, how many species they were, why he knew so much about them. Tsukishima tried to escape from his inquiring and curious look – I won’t be humiliated by my senpais when they’ll eventually find out my obsession for animal documentaries, he told himself - but he failed. Bokuto was just an overwhelming man.

 Pt. 2: established relationship

Bokuto always disturbs Tsukishima during his weekly documentary sessions. He can’t stay still, so at first he screams at everything that is on the screen.

This behaviour can be explained because Bo has ADHD, which is why Tsukishima won’t get angry at him for sometimes ruining the quietness of his routine evenings.

But one of the things that Bo has found to appease his fidgetiness is watching his boyfriend when he’s focusing on his favourite animal documentary (eyebrows lightly unfrowning, fingers curling on his bottom lip, glasses sliding on the top of his nose).

Yet after a few minutes, Bokuto is not able to keep his admiration to himself. He would definitely hug-attack Tsukki, his heart pounding a bit too much in his chest.

Bokuto wants to touch him almost 24/7. A hand in Kei’s blonde hair; on his lower back; on his forearm; intertwining his calloused fingers with Kei’s ones, all long and slender.

Hence Tsukishima has bought him a stress ball.“You can’t knead me all day long, Bo” is what he has said. Indeed, all of these touches can be a bit too much to bear.

Kei has always been the one needing some alone time, with his headphones on, or with a good book.

But in the end, he finds himself purposeless without a vivacious Bokuto pushing him forward; therefore, he always keeps leaving his lonely bubble to let Kou’s in.

They have a very solid communication system between them. They have learned it the hard way (Bokuto’s breakdowns against Kei’s silences or worse, sharp remarks he didn’t really think through; Bokuto would be hurt too easily, Tsukki would give up too soon).

Bokuto has learned to admit, ‘I feel dejected right now’, and Tsukki to listen why he did.

And then Tsukki would figure out Bo’s insecurities, and reassure him with earnest smiles and heartfelt confessions he is capable of (despite his everyday sassiness he is well-known of).

Kei’s love language is reminders on post-it, text messaging owl-facts to Bo, lingering gazes, sweet and rare touches that would make Kou crave for more.

Koutarou’s love language is quality time spent together (truly listening to one another and focusing on only one thing at a time), head massages, wandering hands, tickling kisses to brighten Kei’s mood.

‘We’re ridiculous. Teenagers, really. I’m ashamed.’ ‘You cannot deny the efficiency of my tickling attacks, Tsukki!’  ‘Quit it, already!’

When Bo’s having a bad day, Kei would prepare a bath for him, lighting some pine-scented candles around, and putting a bubble bath bomb that would spread golden glitter in the water.

Bo just loves to have a soft skin and sparkles on his legs when he goes to sleep after it. His soothed and tired face Kei has the chance to witness afterwards makes him want to buy even more bubble bath bombs somehow. (He would never admit he likes to purchase bubble bath bombs for his boyfriend, though.)

Bokuto keeps fortune cookies quotes in a jar since he’s 15, Kei is not amused (but it may be what made him fall for the boy, in the end).

Kageyama has said once, ‘why do we have to fall for morons’

To what Yamaguchi has responded, ‘because you both are moron-sexual’

(it was @redcurrantjuice writing for u)

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu headcanons #hq headcanons #headcanons #anime headcanons #hq #tsukishima kei #tsukishima headcanons #bokuto #bokuto koutarou #bokutsukki #bokuto x tsukishima #mlm #kagehina #lush bubble bath bombs #is that even a tag lol #rareship #but is it really?

[nuisdrawing]

This is from last year, but I realized I hadn't posted it here; so here you go, <3

#bktsk #bokutsuki #bokuto koutaro #tsukishima kei #hq art #hq fanart #my art #haikyuu #haikyuu fanart #hq tsukishima #hq bokuto #bokutsukki

[stacysmash]

Relationship: Tsukishima x Bokuto Rating: Explicit  Warnings: Manga spoilers WC: 6472

Excerpt Below:

I must be going crazy, Kei thought as he shuffled down the crowded sidewalk, hands shoved deep in his coat pockets and shoulders hunched to protect his neck from the icy air. He could have been cooped up in his apartment, snuggled on the couch with his blanket wrapped around him to keep him warm regardless of how high he kept the thermostat at that time of year. That would be his ideal, but instead, he was humoring a random text inviting him out by Bokuto Koutarou of all people who just happened to be in town for a few days for a game.

It wasn’t that he didn’t like him, far from it really. He had been an inspiration to him at a time when he didn’t have any. Not many people bothered looking past Kei’s cool exterior to see anything else, but Bokuto’s wild eyes seemed to peer into his soul and knew that he just hadn’t had his moment yet, the one that would make him fall in love with volleyball. Bokuto couldn’t be any more different from Kei personality-wise but sharing that kind of experience, Kei felt a kinship with him that couldn’t deteriorate with time. Not that he’d ever admit any of it out loud.

But he hadn’t spoken to Bokuto in years. Not only that, but during most of his interactions with him he had a buffer, so not all of his energy was directed at Kei. Akaashi was the best, deflecting Bokuto’s attention with witty remarks that had Bokuto’s gears turning for hours. Kuroo wasn’t bad but there was a fifty-fifty chance that the two would team up to either tease him or attempt to make him laugh. Kei preferred the other times when they’d fall into a pointless argument, leaving him in peace.

And then there was Hinata who was Bokuto’s equal in both energy and volume levels. While they seemed to feed off each other, it kept their focus there as well and Kei didn’t need to be any part of it. If anything, it gave Kei a lot of entertainment.

He paused as the scent of barbeque hit him and he gazed at the restaurant up ahead with a flutter of apprehension. He hadn’t spoken to Bokuto in years and he had no buffer, yet there he was going to spend an entire evening with him. It wasn’t too late; he could text Bokuto and tell him he suddenly came down with something.

Kei sighed and trudged forward. Even he wasn’t that pathetic, and his mouth was already watering from the delicious smell. Besides, Bokuto had promised to pay for the dinner.

He’d never been to that particular restaurant before, despite it being relatively close to his apartment, but when he entered inside, it had a warm, comfortable ambiance that made him feel right at home. The friendly host at the front counter greeted him and Kei gave him a smile back. He unzipped his coat and was about to ask the man if his friend had arrived when some wild movement in his peripheral vision caught his attention.

Across the restaurant, he recognized Bokuto easily by his trademark hair (just a little shorter than it used to be) and wide grin. Kei smirked and gave him a wave before making his way to the booth Bokuto was holding for them. It was his first surprise of the night that he hadn’t shouted his name when he waved and as he rounded the corner to where Bokuto was sitting, Kei received his second surprise.

Whoa…

Read the rest on AO3!

#bokutsukki #bokutsuki #bokuto koutarou #tsukishima kei #manga spoilers #Rated E

[kyryedb]

Speaking of Akaashi, there’s a guy walking towards Tetsuro that looks just like him -if Akaashi walked with a bowed back and was paler than a ghost, and had swollen eye bags- the man doesn’t seem to notice him until they are right in front of each other.

And then this man startles, his eyes go wide, he mutters something that sounds suspiciously like Tetsuro’s name, dips his head and hurries forward like he’s been dosed with pressurized cold water.

Tetsuro stands there for a moment, befuddled.

Holy fuck, that was Akaashi.

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My little fic got to chapter 13 today >.< love all of you who check it out. 

#kurotsukki #kuroo tetsurō #tsukishima kei #bokuroo #bokuto koutarou #bokuaka #akaashi keiji #tsukiaka #bokutsukki #bokuakakurotsuki #angst #romance

[rincentric]

ouroboros [haikyuu!!, bkakkrtsk-centric]

9.6k words | rated T

they each feel jealousy a little differently.

#akatsukki #kuroaka #bokuroo #bokutsukki #my writing #haikyuu!! fanfiction #disclaimer this is an angst fic

[fukuroroku]

BokuAkaKuroTsuki Fanfic

when life keeps us blind, love keeps us kind

Chapter 12: “Learning New Things”

“We heard the Grand King was wounded so we came to show our empathy,” Matsukawa said. Oikawa’s mouth perked up and he wanted to stand up again. Nice, more handsome guys. “No no, stay.” He walked over and sat next to Oikawa, immediately wrapping an arm around him.

You can read it on ao3:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/11830383/chapters/64846534

#haikyuu!! #bokuakakurotsuki #bokuaka #kurotsuki #bokuro #kuroaka #akatsukki #bokutsukki