REANIMARE

“In here,” Sukuna shouts back and fishes his phone from his apron to turn the volume down. At least he recognizes the name of Yuji’s friend, he’s been talking about her since the new semester started. He even tried to convince Sukuna to get a dog on account of Fushiguro having two of the “Largest, fluffiest, sweetest dogs ever. Seriously, Sukuna, they're this big–” Sukuna shut that shit down real fast. This apartment was just big enough for two of them, the most he’d tolerate was a goldfish. Still, it’s been a long time since Yuji brought any friends up, so Sukuna couldn’t help being curious about the girl who held his little brother’s esteem, especially because he was afraid that Yuji was starting to become like him; fortunate in all but friends. 

as he slips from his shoes to slip into the slippers placed at his feet with a quiet acknowledgment of thanks, he freezes;  the rumbling rasp of a deep voice floating out from the kitchen. the momentary pause is only a stutter, and he finishes slipping into the house slippers quickly and quietly with a sudden pang in his nerves, suddenly missing and wishing yuji was snapped onto his arm once more. silly as it may be, it was ultimately far more grounding than...

"curry's—"  following the voice — following yuji toward it — went against every instinct presently burning at the tips of his raucous nerves, which had seemingly caught fire for no understandable, nor fortuitous reason. the heels of his feet felt like dragging lead. perhaps, he thought, it was simply in understanding how highly yuji held his older brother that he found himself divest of any sense;  wishing to make a good impression first and foremost without any idea as to how. or, maybe it was that in jade eyes flickering up to finally greet the man, he hears his name teetering on the tip of a tongue as if it weren't quite sure of what to make of it. and in looking up, said eyes are met with something he wasn't quite expecting: yuji, certainly — he could see the resemblance almost as if they were twins — but older, taller, and with tattoos that clearly sink beneath the collar of his t-shirt.

a bright smile plants itself on yuji's face, reminiscent of the younger childish excitement that had made way for teenage years and hormones, innocent enough to keep him from getting into trouble yet bursting with an unfiltered amount of energy. the latter was usually reserved for whenever he got to talk about or introduce people to his big brother, who he had revered all of his life and had been adamant he would grow up like. because -- and no he wouldn't be accepting any comments or questions on the matter either -- his big brother was the best and everyone should be jealous that they didn't have an awesome big brother like yuji did.

"megumi, sukuna. sukuna, megumi." yuji introduced with a wave of his hand. "we have an assignment we need to work on together and i thought it would be a good idea to have megumi here for a change." no, he would not be apologising for the lack of warning.

"no feud." yuji assures quickly. "i mean, no more than any other siblings i guess? but sukuna pretty much raised me so he's like my brother and my parent in one, y'know?" yuji flapped his free hand. it wasn't important.

soon enough he was pulling megumi into a short apartment block and dragging him along a open corridor, up a flight of stairs and along a second corridor. all the doors and walls were a dull shade of grey-blue that seemed a little too depressing for yuji's tastes but it was what they could afford and he didn't think that maintenance gave a fuck about residents opinions as long as the place was tidy and looked well kept.

"plus, do you think i haven't mentioned you to him either? sukuna loves that i have an actual friend and not just people i know vaguely in school. parental figures are weird." he scrunched his nose as he glanced over to megumi, digging around in his pocket for his key, then jammed it into the lock without care and unceremoniously shoved the door open. He grabbed two pairs of house slippers from behind the door and put a pair at megumi's feet before kicking off his own shoes and stuffing his feet into the slippers to step further into the apartment.

his voice raised for his brother's benefit, though really it was unnecessary, he just liked to do it because it seemed like the annoying little brotherly thing to do. "i'm back. i bought my friend megumi over!"

--- @soulfragmnts

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒌 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚, 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔. One — lightly scratched from years of misuse and continual student abuse; and two — so cold against his flushed skin that when he breathed out, a faint mist fogged over the top of it. Sasaki uses his index finger to draw invisible patterns through the fog in the same way he might on the window in the winter that had come all too quickly. Os and Xs are simple enough, but soon they develop into ringed loops of utter nonsense unidentifiable in any language, let alone their own. It’s not long before the lecturer’s voice dulls between his ears into a simple, gentle hum that causes his lashes to grow heavier and heavier as time passes.

————— You look like a ginger cat waiting to yowl its grievances at its owner.

He blinks, hazel eyes still blankly fixed on his dampened swirls, before he lifts his head off its side to rest his chin on it. He can feel the particles of the fog disperse and prickle under his skin. Huh, Sasaki thinks. He puffs a little breath out from his pouted lip to blow a rogue ginger strand from out of his eyes. “I would’ve figured I’d be yowling at the moon,” he says, his sardonic tone underlined with a mumbled dissatisfaction. School being back in session was one such grievance, sure — the amount of studying he’d been doing over the course of his third year had nearly turned his brain to mush at one point over the holiday ( and he was still recovering, thank you ) — but it was hardly two weeks into January and he felt like Valentine’s was already haunting his every step. Or at least every shop window he had to pass on the way to and from… anywhere. He sniffles, nose twitching, gaze drifting fully up to Hirano’s.

no. screw it. he had enough to think about with exams coming up and kagi moping about the fact that they wouldn't be room mates anymore soon. that kid was getting needier and as much as hirano liked that kagi felt like he could be needy with him, he also needed to go one day without having to look into that giant's brown eyes and see them wounded like a kicked puppy. inner peace was never going to be his thing anyway. and maybe smacking sense into him would also have the added benefit of swatting away the gloom cloud that seemed to be eating at the room's morale.

the moment that his control laxed, hirano's hand shot left to his textbook -- the nearest weapon that wouldn't actually cause real damage -- and shot across the short distance between his own desk and sasaki's, where his loquat coloured head was perched like one of kagi's basketballs just waiting to be tossed through a hoop or two.

the thwack! that followed the textbook coming into contact with sasaki's head soothed the prickling irritation under the blonde's skin, though he still scowled at his friend for good measure.

(  an  assortment  of  dialogue  prompts  for  various  apocalypse  /  end  of  the  world  scenarios.  feel  free  to  change  as  you  seem  fit.  )

❛ stay alive. for me. ❜

❛ you won’t survive long out there. i can protect you. ❜

❛ how many bullets do you got left? ❜

❛ i’m gonna make sure this place is secure. ❜

❛ will things ever go back to the way they were? ❜

❛ i know the odds aren’t good, but we’ve got to try. ❜

❛ you should be dead by now. ❜

❛ this isn’t the world you remember. ❜

❛ it’s all gone. it’s really all gone. ❜

❛ shit. why did you hide this? ❜

❛ stay down. don’t let them see you. ❜

❛ you are making it very difficult to keep you alive. ❜

❛ how is it you’re not scared? ❜

❛ when i give the signal, we run. ❜

❛ holy shit, we hit the jackpot! look at all this stuff! ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ if you don’t fight, you die. ❜

❛ remind me to not get on your bad side. ❜

❛ been there. seen that. got the scars to prove it. ❜

❛ unfortunately, we can’t kiss in the rain. it’s acid. ❜

❛ just keep moving. don’t look back. ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ still alive, are you? ❜

❛ i’m beyond saving at this point. ❜

❛ an animal that’s tasted human flesh isn’t safe. ❜

❛ there’s nothing you can do to save them. ❜

❛ do you have any idea how many people we lost today?! ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ my job is to watch your back. ❜

❛ don’t enter the city, it belongs to the dead now. ❜

❛ it must be important, otherwise you wouldn’t have gone back for it. ❜

❛ there’s something about that robot that doesn’t seem right to me. ❜

❛ you still remember how to kill, right? ❜

❛ there should be an opening through the fence. watch your head. ❜

❛ our luck will run out sooner or later. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ can’t say i’m surprised to find you in a dump like this. ❜

❛ we can sneak past them, even though i know that’s not your style. ❜

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ if you were smart, you’d turn back now. ❜

❛ shut up. are you trying to get us killed? ❜

❛ breathe. we’re safe now. ❜

❛ you’re better off without me. i’ll only slow you down. ❜

❛ i brought dinner. it’s not much, but it’s edible. ❜

❛ for what it’s worth, i’ll do what i can to help you not get killed. ❜

❛ you’re gonna be real happy you didn’t kill me. ❜

❛ if it was the other way around, would you have come back for me? ❜

❛ why don’t we just stay here? live out the rest of our lives? ❜

❛ you really shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜

❛ rest. i’ll take the first watch. ❜