#world-slasher.

[ sms ]: i .mn

typing. . . typing. . .

[ sms ]: i am NOT T drunk. [ sms ]: i had a couple drinks [ sms ]: and that's it [ sms ]: who do you think i am?

[ sms ]: also [ sms ]: your place is a mess and your invitation was terrible [ sms ]: is that how you talk to lonely women @world-slasher ???

nothing is more healing than waking up in a tangled mess of loose limbs and frantic hearts.  the moment her eyes fluttered open, shoko knew it was going to be a good day; the shambolic state of the bed was proof enough.  were she to look into a mirror, the constellation of bruised lilacs and tender reds blooming across the fair expanse of her skin would only serve to confirm her theory. 

but then @world-slasher speaks of desire yet again - seemingly untouched by the amateurish night they had shared in a moment of mutual frenzy - and she can only mutter in disbelief- “three?” while feeling all too eager to shove him off the mattress and kick him out the door. the urge never follows through, however; because shoko still recalls the feeling of him lodged somewhere beneath her ribs.

hideki is a saucy little thing amongst the insular circles of jujutsu - shi, existing outside their carefully constructed edges with a neat boldness that crowns him star of today's show! whether @world-slasher's attention stems from genuine admiration or is simply just another counterfeit act of adulation, it matters little to him ( ... ) because of course.

he grins; big and wide, a lazy tilt playing along the line of his mouth.

[ TXT ] : @world-slasher ...

oh-? where did that come from?

“-!!!”

how endearingly human, this full bloom of unpredictability! she has never been the touchy-feely type and yet! the aftermath of his kiss leaves her dizzy, the warmth of it still lingering on her lips.

“where do you think you're going, @world-slasher?”

and like a monarch savouring the finest banquet, she is shamelessly demanding more. “i'm not some delicate flower. do that again - and this time, kiss me like you mean it.”

moooreee. . .

accepting ; SEND ME YOUR MUSE'S HEIGHT ⅋ I'LL COMPARE IT TO MY OWN'S! ↻ @world-slasher

now. . . shoko is portrayed as tall in canon, and although there is no exact confirmed height she is generally described as being above average for female sorcerers. it seems as though she has grown a few inches since her early tokyo jujutsu high days ( 5'6" )! some sources put her as 5'7" while others at 5'9", so i took matters into my own hands & went with something in between ( she wears heels, so i reckon she can easily reach 5'9" regardless ). that said, the difference is still ridiculous imo. . .

if there is anyone who refuses to take @world-slasher seriously, it is shoko. she has a long list of reasons why, and they all circle back to the same conclusion: he is too much in every direction, and far too pleased with himself. she finds none of it remotely impressive. not even a little.

that is to say his grand attempts at intimidation fail the moment she looks at him.

“aaah??. . . you're so full of shit, itadori.” shoko snorts, rolling a fizzy lolly around on her tongue. the taste of cherry cola permeates her senses ( ... ) pleasant, but alas, not nearly enough to replace the ashy bite of nicotine. she's been trying ( and failing ) to quit smoking cold turkey for the past two weeks. it is a recurring pattern, one that constantly drifts back into her conscience every so often and that - unfortunately - never quite settles.

she crumples the wrinkled wrapper, then flicks it at his face. it lands perfectly.