he kills naoya ( @veilcurse | ft. @songcurse) by dropping a piano on his head.
❝ and nothing of value was lost. ❞
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he kills naoya ( @veilcurse | ft. @songcurse) by dropping a piano on his head.
❝ and nothing of value was lost. ❞
@songcurse asked:
"SHOOOOOOKO!" She runs up to her and pulls her into a hug. "Gojo's the WORST ! ! I HATE, HATE, HATE, HATE him ! !" - [songcurse]
She allows herself to be pulled, body adjusting without everr needing to think about it, returning the embrace. The least she can do, having failed to assassinate her fiend of a classmate for all these years, no?
"Ara ara, let's get you something good to eat and you can tell me aaall about it. Okonomiyaki, to soften the landing?'
@songcurse via ∞
無量__He wasn't above psychological warfare in the strictest sense of the word, and there was that nagging feeling that trying to get her into a self-celebratory mood would be as simple as dunking a cat in soapy water.
"So, have ya' told any of the kids, yours or mine, that it's your birthday? Don't worry about it, either way, I let everyone know!"
@songcurse ASKED: Spits on Naoya's face.
He wipes the saliva from his face with exaggerated slowness.
How is he meant to reconcile that this woman is the same girl from his childhood? He had once thought that she might make a proper wife — a well-behaved shrine girl if her family had managed to raise her right. Clearly, they hadn't.
❝ You've been spending too much time with Satoru. ❞ He's probably filling Utahime's head with all sorts of nonsense like he does with Maki; and he can't have that. Naoya snatches her by the hair near her scalp, disrupting the placement of her bow so that it loosens and ends up lopsided. ❝ Perhaps your family would like me to do them a favor and re-educate you since it seems you've forgotten your manners. ❞
PROMPTS FOR FRENEMIES, ENEMIES TO LOVERS AND REFORMED VILLAINS || accepting
❝ I may live to regret saying this, but I agree with you actually. ❞ --@songcurse
"Live to regret it?" Shoko looked over at her, her brows pinching together in confusion. "Why would you regret agreeing with me?" she asked pointing at herself. "What did I ever do?"
Okay, admittedly, she had gone along with a solid ninety percent of whatever dumb shit Gojo and Geto were cooking up but that was all in the name of bonding, and okay sometimes it sounded fun.
"I thought we were friends!" Shoko was clearly hung up on the live to regret this over Utahime agreeing with her.
"Sit." ( songcurse / She's standing in front of him with her hands folded neatly in front of her. )
@songcurse
Huh? He blinks. "What happens if I do? Will I get a treat?" What a random request. Is his height just too much for her today? Her turn to be the tall one? More seriously, did something happen?
Regardless.
"Hm... nope! Try again. Maybe if you say please. I'm not a dog, you know."
wheel of silly verse fortune ( accepting ) — @songcurse
"... what's your opinion on cats?" Random, but there's a very good reason for him to ask. One that's on a time limit and ticking closer and closer — inevitable in a way that will most likely raise alarm, concern, or both with how pressed around the edges he is.
@songcurse: Utahime nods her agreement. "I can't think of anyone who'd willingly date him."
“ Half of Japan. ” Unfortunately.