Welcome to the third shitstorm. |other books| -Oho ho, House of Memes (1) -Oho ho, Mansion of Memes (2) Basically all this is, is gay shit and fuckin' rants. Or random things I guess. A shit post basically, 0k4Y Jackson wang is life k, I'm super gay for like everyone and I'm failing the Jesus class... I'm guessing you've read house of memes and mansion of memes, so you should know the gist of these books. Shit, this is turning into a series... # the only books I'm ever consistent with

5 oneshots for KuroKen Month 2016. -Kuroo's been in Kenma's dreams lately, doing weird things. Kenma can't even look at him without getting flustered. -Middle school AU, Kuroo likes Kenma and it's very cUTE. (mild smut/lemon) -First time meeting AU, Kenma goes to babysit Kuroo's siblings, doesn't realize that the kids aren't the only ones home, accidentally sees Kuroo shirtless. -Kuroo paints Kenma's nails to calm him down after he fails a test for the first time in ages. -Kenma's walking to a public library, gets caught in Kuroo and Bokuto's skating race, Kuroo accidentally bumps into Kenma. (credit to @daishou_suguru) Aye, I hope these are good.

| The Second Shitstorm| sHIT FAM, I MADE ANOTHER BC I RAN OUT OF CHAPTERS, WELCOME TO THE SECOND ADDITION TO THIS SHIT POST, hA. I'll add random shit about the things that happen to me, what I've done or if someone tags me in something, the answer will be in here. aAAAAYE PLEASE DON'T SEND ME PM'S TELLING KUROO TETSUROU YOU LOVE HIM, AND YOU WANT TO BE HIS GIRLFRIEND, I'M NOT HIM. I'M JUST A HALF ASIAN TEEN THAT'S DRENCHED IN SARCASM AND QUICK COMEBACKS FROM AUSTRALIA. ALSO Y'KNOW, GELEN, SO YEAH. #SEMI EITA FOR PRESIDENT 2K20

"Peter Pan, that's what they call me. I promise that you'll never be lonely" Pink, blue, yellow. One after the other, they made the memories strange, they made me feel free. Sure, I could hear my parent's screaming from the floor below, but that was fine. He was here. Peter Pan, Kuroo Tetsurou, he was always here for me. His hands were large against mine, I remember the first time we met. ------------- Kind of an A/N I guess. So this is my 8th published KuroKen story! Yeah, so I wanted to add this here, because I've chosen to use the effect of LSD or Acid, whatever you'd like to call it as the main tone for this book. If this offends you, or triggers you in any way, please do not read it. I personally haven't taken any form of illegal drug, so everything I write is based off of research of the hallucinogen. Yeah, I have no idea what I'm doing for this one, but I'll sort it out as I go along. If you have chosen to read this book, I hope you enjoy, and I hope that it'll be a story worth your time. Okay, if you haven't caught on, this is a Haikyuu!! Fanfiction. The pairing is Kuroo Tetsurou x Kenma Kozume. I do not own any of the characters. Lowkey based off of the song Neverland, adapted by Abstract ft Ruth B, originally by Ruth B. Thanks a shit ton, let's go, BroHoes.

Kenma, my dearest, Kenma, my love. Do you remember? Do you care? Do I mean anything? Will you still send me purple hearts? [Vent writing, sad maybe idk. I did cry writing this] -KuroKen Oneshot-

It felt like yesterday, his constant headaches, the lacking ability to do anything. How weak he felt. It felt like yesterday he told his mother. She called for help immediately. Test after test. Results filed through. The apologies from the doctor, the wailing of his mother. Why was she crying? Kenma was the one with a year and a half to live. --- The gazebo, their spot. Those fairly lights, their stars. That's what Kuroo had called them. "Good night, my sunset lover." --- KUROKEN, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, ONESHOT

Here we are again. Ask Kuroo 2. You ready, BroHoes? If you haven't read the first one, you can find it on my profile. Ask questions, would you rather's and much, much more. Don't forget to ask Questions on the Ask Away! Chapter! (also Wattpad deleted 37 chapters of my other ask book, not cool, WP. Not cool) -Question Master Tetsurou

Kuroo Tetsurou, a 17 year old from Perth, WA. Kenma Kozume, a 16 year old from Minnesota, USA. 10,523 Miles apart. Kozume Kenma, a young Instagram star who post's aesthetic photos, outfits only a few people could hold up. A gamer girl who has an account that no one she knew personally should ever find. A girl who was born wrapped in baby blue, a girl who's skirt collection is far too beautiful to be hidden away in boxes. Tetsurou Kuroo, a teen who's working part time at a pizza restaurant. A boy who's social life is full, a boy who'd often times rather stay at home, browsing the Internet. Social media, truly a great place. A place for people to communicate, to explore, to discover. They started as acquaintances. They moved to friends, the friendzone sucks, they say it's a cage that you can never escape, but does that really apply? Kubroo_tetsubrou: >Hey, I like your account, your skirts are really cute xkenmu: >thank you |xkenmu followed you| 『☆G É L E N A U☆』

By Gé, the admin of Tetsurou_Kuroo •=--------=• Rejection hurts, it can for a while. Days, Months, Years even, and it sucks. Its sucks especially when you're stuck in the friend-zone. Yamaguchi Tadashi, just a first year kid, so innocent... Well he's more than just a pure soul, he's a hopeless romantic, and it's kind of a problem for him. Being Bisexual? Yeah, that can be pretty impacting too. Thrift store trips, a peaceful thing to do after soul-crushing-heart break. You wouldn't really expect to see someone you know, someone who's naturally flirtatious, charming, gorgeous. Someone Tadashi knows he wouldn't have a chance with. He barely knew Oikawa Tooru, why was his heart beating like that? •=-------=• I'm not happy with the description, but never mind, this is an OiYama story, (Oikawa Tooru x Yamaguchi Tadashi) This will probably be a pretty dramatic story.

.:Meaningless Sketches:. Math, Language, Science, History textbooks littered with rough sketches and meaningless doodles. We've all done it. We've all wasted time doing so. This just so happens to be quite the habit for Kozume Kenma, Space ships, lyrics written in bubble writing, a gallery, the history of a single pen. Until one day a drawing means something, a person, a person with an expert smirk. A person who really doesn't know how to use a hairbrush. ---------- A short fluff-shot by Tetsurou_Kuroo (=^x^=)(=^x^=)(=^x^=) (I'm aware that I misspelled my surname as "Teturou" I accidentally forgot to press one S key and now I can't change it, sorry if this means anything to anyone, which it probably doesn't.)