'𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚'𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙖𝙧.' ╰┈➤ 𝐀 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬... 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘍𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘍𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘍𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧 Sugawara Koushi x Fem!reader 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘁: 𝗔𝘂𝗴𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝟴, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝘁: 𝗢𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭 𝖢𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈: 𝖯𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗍!

Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. _______ Disclaimer : All credits of writing this go to Littleluxray, the original one can be found on archive of our own! Credits to art/book cover also goes to Rheatan which can be found on Deviantart As said I do not own this story, I just wanted to share it :>

You are a manager for the Karasuno the volleyball team, along with Kiyoko. When you met the captain of the Nekoma, Kuroo Tetsuro, at a practice game, life became more interesting. Read to see what happens when you two meet again at a training camp. (Absolutely no angst because only happy thoughts. Cannon Kuroo, because fandom Kuroo is sorta toxic. Please read, comment, share, and vote for no reason.) P.S: Y/N does not play a sport, not at all. (The reason why is that I hate sports and I've seen to much of the sporty girl x Kuroo. I wanted something different and everyone seems to think that Y/N is a fit person with some attitude, especially with those Kuroo x readers. I wanted Y/N to be normal and nice with no attitude and no sass. Thanks for listening to me rant. Oh and sorry if you're fit this fanfic works for you too and you're beautiful too.)

PLEASE do not report this. the original creator is tbhyourelame. This is a copy from a03. If you want to read more and dont want to wait for me to publish more chapters, please register an a03 account :) credits to the author: tbhyourelame. I WILL DELETE THIS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ Summary Dream has always held a gentle admiration for George, but when their nuanced friendship trickles into his sleeping mind, he awakens to a new world of conflicting emotions and longing. Lost in the midst of a heat wave, he continuously listens to a song that works itself in to the very core of his heartache. Floridian nights, unsent messages, spiraling infatuation, and terrible, terrible weather. A breath of frustration escapes George's lips. "I don't do that." "You do. It's okay," Dream says. He feels pinpricks of warmth building in his chest. The words rise up faster than he can temper, laced with soft honey, "you're so cute." The call falls silent. They heard it. The affection in the tone of his voice, different than usual, no trace of humor. The way it came from the hearth below his heart, glowing with secrecy and shame-for George, and George only. They had to have heard it. -inspired by the song "heat waves" by glass animals