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“After take 37…” 

Hello everyone! 

After contacting and failing to receive notice from the last few people in the exchange, it looks like three people are still without gifts! This is obviously not ideal, since most people posted great works and gave this exchange their all. They deserve gifts, so if you have the free time and want to lend a hand, please contact me! 

The gifts would obviously focus on kurotsuki, and can be art or fics (2k word limit)! I will give more info about the prompts when people step up to help, so please don’t hesitate! 

30 DAY HAIKYUU CHALLENGE (x) Day 8: Favourite Middle Blocker

>> We’re like the blood in our veins. We must flow without stopping. Keep the oxygen moving and your mind working.<<

Fandom: Haikyuu

Pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou/Tsukishima Kei

Summary: Fake dating!AU. Kuroo’s ex wants to crash at his apartment for a week, which is okay with him. Kuroo’s ex also wants to hook up again, which is not so okay with him. No matter how Kuroo looks at it, his roommate is the answer to all his problems.

Rating: T for Teen

Notes: This fic was written for @laneboyheathens as part of the @kurotsukiexchange. Hope you like this at least a little bit! ^.^

There’s a panicky kind of banging on Kei’s bedroom door. His thoughts scatter and his palm slaps the cover of his Fluid Mechanics textbook in irritation.

“What?” Kei barks.

The shōji slides open and his roommate strides in. His movements are sharp and agitated and very unlike chill, casual Kuroo Tetsurou. He walks over to Kei’s desk and plants his ass on the edge of his study table. Kei gives him a get-your-ass-off-my-desk-or-die glare which Kuroo completely ignores.

“Tsukki, you gotta help me.”

“Look, I’ve got papers to write and exams to study for. I can’t even help myself.”

“Tsukki, you have to help me. My ex wants to stay here for a week and I told him he could but that was before I knew he wants us to hook up again?” Kuroo explains in a voice that is bordering on mild hysteria.

“Dude, I can’t help you with that.” Kei holds his hands up in what he hopes is a very clear and unmistakable expression of NO FUCKING WAY.

“I thought he was just gonna crash here and sleep on the floor in a sleeping bag. I was not expecting him to want to share my futon. God fucking damnit I can’t do this without your help. YOU GOTTA HELP ME, TSUKKI. PLEASE.”

1. Consider the pairing 

2. Laugh at how unlikely it is (and at yourself for even considering)

3. Sudden realization

4. “maybe I should check ao3″

5. “i probably won’t find it that good”

6. “no, i don’t love it, it’s just interesting”

7. “OK but it’s still not my OTP what’s the big deal”

8. it’s 5 am and you have reblogged all those 1000 year old posts from the bottom of tumblr

HELLO!! PO period has been extended to 8 Oct. You can choose from 3 bundles of pure ushioi love here—>  https://goo.gl/3LqCbS