#crowvice

“SUGA-SAN LOOK AT THIS!”

Nishinoya’s voice, louder than its normal shouting volume, bounces back stronger than ever within the confines of the gym storage room. The sound of a couple brooms hitting the floor follow his exclamation and he turns towards his vice captain, whom he had been cleaning with, holding a lumpy sack of... something.

he’s been told countless times before that if he continues to look like THAT ( eyebrows drawn, forehead cut with deep lines ), he’d be stuck like it one day. or somehow worse, that he’d age much faster. -- it’s not that sakusa can force himself to stop; it just so happens that he makes a face of disgust with things that, quite frankly, disgust him.

“hope so! it’s deserved, because you’re missing the best part! … and you have to do this for me, because we did that super death monsters marathon for you all of last week!” each of which super and deathier than the last, recurring nightmares be damned. 

“look. oda mae is letting sam possess her so he and molly can be together one last time…” asahi has seen this movie at least two dozen times, and yet — he’s going, going, gone. landed somewhere between choked up and a goner. 

“… i— i gotta leave the room real quick, for no reason…” why did sam have to die?