"Oy, Kenma!" I glanced up from my phone to see Kuroo stood with his hand around yet another girls waist. I looked back down at my phone, and after a couple seconds Kuroo responded: "Don't worry, Kenma's like that to a lot of people,"he told her, pulling the girl slightly closer to him. She giggled. I rolled my eyes. ~~~~ I'm so bad at descriptions, sorry lol This is just some KuroKen that I had an idea for lol it's a bit angsty but majorly fluff so it should be alright Enjoy! :) -organic ❗️Things that happen❗️ -underage drinking -mention of a bad parent -some slightly bad language *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* I do not own any of the characters in this fanfic, they belong to Haruichi Furudate and their Manga: Haikyuu!! Milestones: 100 views on 12/4/2020 tysm!!! 200 views on 12/8/2020 ahhh 300 views on 12/10/2020 omg I can't believe that :0 400 views on 12/12/2020 it means so much 500 views on 12/15/2020 what the heck- 30 in kitten on 12/16/2020 and 700 views <3 13 in kuro on 12/20/2020 and 1.01k views holy crap number 1 in kurooxkenma on 12/26/20 thank you all <3 :0 also 2000views that's so many people omg 3,000 views on 12/30/2020 THANK YALL 5k views on 1-5-21 whoa 7,500 views on 1-12-21 10 FREAKING K ON 1-17-21 IM- 15k on 1-27-21 shsndnsdkd 20k on 2-4-21 I seriously cannot believe that <3 25k on 2-14-21 30k on 2-23-21 50k on 3-30-21 75k on 5-10-21 100k on 7-8-21 125k on 8-25-21 ahsndnfkfkfjf !! 150k on 11-6-21 200k on 4-12-22 300k on 3-2-24 325k on 7-8-24

Kenma is the setter for his school volleyball team, he also seems to have a more feminine figure than most males in his school, his best friend Kuroo is the team captain, he also took it upon himself to save Kenma from all the times men drool over his shape.A few years pass and they're in college, they purposely went to the same college, but Kenmas whole feminine issue starts up again, read to see what happenes. THIS STORY WILL NOT BE FINISHED

All he had desired was the feeling of love, forgetting about the thing separating him from the world. Shadows continued to haunt him from every corner of his mind, reminding him of his past, pushing reality out of sight. ☕︎︎ DISCLAIMER! : before we start, I do no have Tourette's Syndrome, all of this information is from research I have done for this fanfic! Please tell me if any of this information is wrong about it, it will be taken to work and fixed! THANK YOU! Also, if you don't like how I write about it, please tell me and I will delete it if it's not correct. Cʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs - they are not mine, belong to Haikyuu!! 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 - 𝟭/𝟭𝟳/𝟮𝟭 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 - 𝟱/𝟮𝟯/𝟮𝟭 WARNING, (SO FAR): • language • mental breakdowns • violence • death :) • abuse • drugs (pills) • alcohol usage • animal death • blood

unknown: what was for homework? kenma: i'm homeschooled book one in the wings series. #1 #kuroken 2020.05.14 tw!! includes mentions of self harm, abuse, suicide ©️hqheaven 2018

[𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴] ✔︎ [𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙶𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶] 𝚃𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍. 𝙰 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔.

Tendou was everything but normal. He danced and drank like any other college student. But there was something off about him. He was a little special as some people called him but he had the brightest red eyes and the strange interest in a very quiet bartender who just so happened to be just as strange. ~~~~ ⚠ WARNING ⚠ Mentions of: - Small bits of self harm - Ableism - Homophobia - Alcohol - Smoking (cigarettes)

for a boy who suffers colorblindness, bokuto sure finds akaashi keiji interesting. highest rank #592 in fanfiction - 8/28/2016

Akaashi stared at himself in the mirror, gulping. His body wasn't going to hold out too much longer if he kept going like this. His little boy wasn't going to grow up and be able to indulge in nicer things like this. Bokuto wouldn't stay around much longer if things like this kept happening. Akaashi wouldn't be able to stay here longer. He needed to escape this house. **** WARNING This story has implications of/scenes of: - emotional/physical abuse - throwing up - child abuse - illness - occasional blood

Two boys. Two cars. A bag of chocolates. Some cake. Smiles. Bandages. Beeping. Pain meds. IV lines. Broken bones. How had it come to this? Why them? ~ ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This story will have the following triggering topics: - description of small bits of gore - hospital stay - IVs (not really described but mentioned) - Anxiety