• handshandshands

What you can and can't touch.

• MANY EYED ANGEL

Kenma gets to his feet. Hinata turns his head a little on the grass, enough to see the corpses he lays with shoulder-to-shoulder, and Kenma's cyclopean wings against the cloudless sky.

Sees them and thinks about their bodies in the biblical light.

• No Problem So Awful

Asahi spends a lot of time thinking about his teammate, but that’s not weird, right? Totally not weird. Except that it’s very weird and he’s probably a terrible person. Probably.

• No Time Like The Rest Of My Life

Kita hums. “I might,” he says, “but then who’d bring you pudding?”

The grin on the boy’s face disappears in an instant, and he blinks down at him.

“What,” he says.

• what brief roughened nebula

Shouyou wants to ask: Do you swallow around the world, too? He asks: “Are you free after this?”

• and they were roommates, oh my god they were roommates

Sakusa doesn’t say anything, he just keeps his eyes on Kuroo. A pause. He lowers his wrist, slowly wraps it in the fingers of his opposite hand. There’s a mole on his index finger, right beside the second knuckle, a pinpoint reminder of the two on his forehead. Sakusa tightens the grip on his own wrist until the skin flushes white, holds it out further for Kuroo to see.

“You show me,” Sakusa says.

“What?”

“The muscle. Pronator quadratus. Show me where it is. On me.”

• bunnies have nothing on you

Hinata is really cute and it’s freaking Sakusa out.