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@arrowsfly | ♥’d
❝ Lev! ❞ Morisuke was in a cheerful mood post practice as he gave his kouhai a firm smack on the back on his way around him. He’d only had to really yell once today and that was some serious improvement worthy of a treat he was happy to provide. ❝ Get your stuff, we’re going somewhere! No questions, just come with me! ❞
★ ༺ @arrowsfly ( Kunikida ) ༻ ★
↳ Cont. from [ X ]
‘ I WANT one ! And I want to help you cook, Kunikida - san ! Pretty PLEASE ? ‘
@arrowsfly // Kenji for Kunikida!
“Kunikida! I have a question!” It’s only put into the air because she has a giant box in her arms.
“ hah? what’s got you thinkin’ i’m some kind of chump? ” chuuya sneers, taking offense that he’d be so low as to kick even a temporary comrade while they’re down. he’s so easily heated, and while the ringing of an explosion still rattling in his ears he can’t help feeling overtly agitated at such an accusation. “ i ain’t shitty dazai - and i don’t got nothing to brag about ... ” his scowl tightens as he takes a knee near the detective. his concern is palpable, it was one hell of a surprise when his hearing gave out and the unnervingly tall man was limp in the middle of the crossfire. yeah, so he pulled him out while scolding himself for becoming some kind of philanthropist. “ come on ‘n look at me - should make sure yer brain ain’t bleeding. ”
for @arrowsfly. continued from x.
arrowsfly ♡’d.
❛ ppppsssshh. koo-ni-key-duh-koon must be even drunkener than me if he thinks i can’t walk myself home. ❜
❛ ne, ne, if you want to come to bed with me just say so— ❜
“ — can you still compliment me like this ? ”
@arrowsfly ( goshiki ) — 艶 by sukekiyo
shouko won’t admit just how nervous she is.
it shows in the growing pile of cigarettes in her ash tray, though, and her darkened eyes, and the tapping of her foot. that night in shibuya had been an absolute shitshow, and that’s only putting it lightly. with gojo gone, yaga’s head on the chopping block, and her students and peers alike teetering on the edge of death, she can’t help but find some comfort in the old vice. it had worked, at first. at least a little. now, with this new culling game on top of it all, and the insistence of one nanami kento’s participation despite his extensive list of wounds that he had yet to recover from, they have little effect.
she sighs, quietly, trying to reign her frustration in. ‘ ... i’d prefer if you stay and rest, kento. you still need to heal. ’
@arrowsfly, nanami.