歌姫
@songofkyoto.bsky.social
Student supervisor at the Kyoto Metropolitan Curse Technical College and #1 Gojo Satoru anti-fan. 🎐
✿ 庵歌姫 ✿
ˢᵉᵐⁱ⁻ᵍʳᵃᵈᵉ ¹ ʲᵘʲᵘᵗˢᵘ ˢᵒʳᶜᵉʳᵉʳ
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©️geomilyus
✿ 庵歌姫 ✿
ˢᵉᵐⁱ⁻ᵍʳᵃᵈᵉ ¹ ʲᵘʲᵘᵗˢᵘ ˢᵒʳᶜᵉʳᵉʳ
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"I've had the most horrific nightmare. Where is Shoko? I need her to hug me and reassure me it was all a bad dream."
March 8, 2025 at 10:27 PM
"I've had the most horrific nightmare. Where is Shoko? I need her to hug me and reassure me it was all a bad dream."
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/ happy birthday to my queen 😭🩷 utahimeeee
February 18, 2025 at 3:58 PM
/ happy birthday to my queen 😭🩷 utahimeeee
Inaction was a form of defiance also, and it was the only one Utahime's spirit chose to employ in the moment.
Under his scrutiny and towering frame, she stood unmoving. Under his heavy words of humiliation, she remained unbent, unimpressed― 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴.
Did he expect a truthful answer from her? >
Under his scrutiny and towering frame, she stood unmoving. Under his heavy words of humiliation, she remained unbent, unimpressed― 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴.
Did he expect a truthful answer from her? >
dreadfulness.
ᅠ
was the picturesque perfection in presentation where the setting of their encounter falls. the air carried with it the weight of a heian god's sadism, in his lingering gaze, its mere nature intensified the soul, stringing anxiety to a taut.
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was the picturesque perfection in presentation where the setting of their encounter falls. the air carried with it the weight of a heian god's sadism, in his lingering gaze, its mere nature intensified the soul, stringing anxiety to a taut.
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< and inevitable fate at its finest and coldest. With surprising poise, Utahime straightened her posture.
If she were to die here, she would not die groveling and pleading for mercy.
If she were to die here, she would not die groveling and pleading for mercy.
February 17, 2025 at 9:28 PM
Inaction was a form of defiance also, and it was the only one Utahime's spirit chose to employ in the moment.
Under his scrutiny and towering frame, she stood unmoving. Under his heavy words of humiliation, she remained unbent, unimpressed― 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴.
Did he expect a truthful answer from her? >
Under his scrutiny and towering frame, she stood unmoving. Under his heavy words of humiliation, she remained unbent, unimpressed― 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴.
Did he expect a truthful answer from her? >
"Thank you for all the lovely birthday wishes." Utahime smiled softly, holding several flower bouquets in her arms.
Burying her nose among the colorful flowers, she inhaled their sweet scent and her smile widened.
Burying her nose among the colorful flowers, she inhaled their sweet scent and her smile widened.
February 17, 2025 at 8:46 PM
"Thank you for all the lovely birthday wishes." Utahime smiled softly, holding several flower bouquets in her arms.
Burying her nose among the colorful flowers, she inhaled their sweet scent and her smile widened.
Burying her nose among the colorful flowers, she inhaled their sweet scent and her smile widened.
Truthfully, Utahime hadn't expected him to follow her. It made her surprise that much greater when she registered Gojo falling in step beside her.
She had been too focused on the path ahead and putting one foot in front of the other to make out his footfalls beyond the >
She had been too focused on the path ahead and putting one foot in front of the other to make out his footfalls beyond the >
Satoru stood there, watching her begin to storm off and cuss at him with vivid intensity that left him… confused.
Why is this such a big deal for her?
From what she had told him, it seemed like Utahime was simply heading home and got sulky over her shoe breaking, then the rain. However…
Why is this such a big deal for her?
From what she had told him, it seemed like Utahime was simply heading home and got sulky over her shoe breaking, then the rain. However…
The callous indifference of his words stung bitterly, acting like a bucket of cold water poured over the head for the heartbroken Kyoto teacher.
Utahime physically flinched at Gojo's gratuitous disdain and cruelty.
Appalled by his behavior, the shock rendered her speechless and agape. >
Utahime physically flinched at Gojo's gratuitous disdain and cruelty.
Appalled by his behavior, the shock rendered her speechless and agape. >
February 17, 2025 at 8:43 PM
Truthfully, Utahime hadn't expected him to follow her. It made her surprise that much greater when she registered Gojo falling in step beside her.
She had been too focused on the path ahead and putting one foot in front of the other to make out his footfalls beyond the >
She had been too focused on the path ahead and putting one foot in front of the other to make out his footfalls beyond the >
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"What is it about Sundays that makes people discard their clothes and expose themselves in public?
I'd give you all detention if I could."
I'd give you all detention if I could."
January 20, 2025 at 6:11 AM
"What is it about Sundays that makes people discard their clothes and expose themselves in public?
I'd give you all detention if I could."
I'd give you all detention if I could."
🎐 thank you! i'm glad you enjoyed it. 😊 please don't worry about matching. just have fun! that's what's most important.
January 20, 2025 at 6:07 AM
🎐 thank you! i'm glad you enjoyed it. 😊 please don't worry about matching. just have fun! that's what's most important.
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🎐 Gauging interest here ♡
January 11, 2025 at 11:11 PM
🎐 Gauging interest here ♡
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ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ
ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀. . .
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀
ɪ’ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏ 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀.
ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ
ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀. . .
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀
ɪ’ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏ 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀.
December 6, 2024 at 9:38 PM
ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ
ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀. . .
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀
ɪ’ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏ 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀.
ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏғ
ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀. . .
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀
ɪ’ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏ 𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀.
Fortunately for Shoko, Utahime cared enough about her old friend not to notice that the doctor was pushing her buttons deliberately by mentioning Gojo Satoru's name for a dose of amusement.
The songbird's reactions were admittedly priceless when it came to the Strongest. >
The songbird's reactions were admittedly priceless when it came to the Strongest. >
Utahime's reactions are just so good. She flips the switch so quickly that Shoko finds it all the more amusing to mention him, much to her beloved friend.
"Ohh, that shirt? The shirt that immediately got stained by his students?"
She remembers now - Gojo rushing to her to complain about what ->
"Ohh, that shirt? The shirt that immediately got stained by his students?"
She remembers now - Gojo rushing to her to complain about what ->
Utahime sighed again, but this time, it was accompanied by a tender smile.
"I'm sure they're grateful and proud of you, Shoko. You're a good daughter."
Not all the children were willing to make such sacrifices for their aging parents. Shoko must love them dearly.
The songbird groaned at the >
"I'm sure they're grateful and proud of you, Shoko. You're a good daughter."
Not all the children were willing to make such sacrifices for their aging parents. Shoko must love them dearly.
The songbird groaned at the >
January 15, 2025 at 8:41 PM
Fortunately for Shoko, Utahime cared enough about her old friend not to notice that the doctor was pushing her buttons deliberately by mentioning Gojo Satoru's name for a dose of amusement.
The songbird's reactions were admittedly priceless when it came to the Strongest. >
The songbird's reactions were admittedly priceless when it came to the Strongest. >
The instructions proved so unexpectedly specific that a momentarily stunned Utahime could only blink owlishly and stare wordlessly, her mind clambering to process every step and direction the strange man with a hole in his lower abdomen gave her.
"I— I see." She might have to write all of >
"I— I see." She might have to write all of >
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“ Ah, don't get me wrong... we're definitely still in Japan, but as for where. . . let's just say we're closer to the Makin Atoll than we are to the Sunrise Land.
it wouldn't be impossible to get back on the mainland from here, provided you're adept at haggling a sailor who's
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“ Ah, don't get me wrong... we're definitely still in Japan, but as for where. . . let's just say we're closer to the Makin Atoll than we are to the Sunrise Land.
it wouldn't be impossible to get back on the mainland from here, provided you're adept at haggling a sailor who's
ㅤ
His remark drew her attention. Whoever he was, he seemed to be aware of the existence of her homeland, and to an extent, of its religious practices, given his mention of the city of Kyoto and recognition of the traditional Shinto garb she wore.
"Yes. These are a shrine maiden's clothing, though >
"Yes. These are a shrine maiden's clothing, though >
January 14, 2025 at 9:57 PM
The instructions proved so unexpectedly specific that a momentarily stunned Utahime could only blink owlishly and stare wordlessly, her mind clambering to process every step and direction the strange man with a hole in his lower abdomen gave her.
"I— I see." She might have to write all of >
"I— I see." She might have to write all of >
The songbird regarded him with a scowl. While his presence never failed to rouse her ire, after so many years, she had grown to recognize some of his attempts to rile her― though she still fell for most of them.
𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺, she told herself. Today, she would withstand his taunts and one-up him. >
𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺, she told herself. Today, she would withstand his taunts and one-up him. >
… “ Well aren’t you the peachy
one as always. ” Pretending to be dumbfounded, pinning Utahime’s eccentricity as one of the more troublesome things about her acts of agitation towards him.
He was certainly innocent, a clear attempt of reversing their roles, making her out to need… anger management.
one as always. ” Pretending to be dumbfounded, pinning Utahime’s eccentricity as one of the more troublesome things about her acts of agitation towards him.
He was certainly innocent, a clear attempt of reversing their roles, making her out to need… anger management.
January 14, 2025 at 9:22 PM
The songbird regarded him with a scowl. While his presence never failed to rouse her ire, after so many years, she had grown to recognize some of his attempts to rile her― though she still fell for most of them.
𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺, she told herself. Today, she would withstand his taunts and one-up him. >
𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺, she told herself. Today, she would withstand his taunts and one-up him. >
Geh—!
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞!
"... What?"
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞!
"... What?"
January 14, 2025 at 7:00 AM
Geh—!
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞!
"... What?"
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞!
"... What?"
Utahime sighed again, but this time, it was accompanied by a tender smile.
"I'm sure they're grateful and proud of you, Shoko. You're a good daughter."
Not all the children were willing to make such sacrifices for their aging parents. Shoko must love them dearly.
The songbird groaned at the >
"I'm sure they're grateful and proud of you, Shoko. You're a good daughter."
Not all the children were willing to make such sacrifices for their aging parents. Shoko must love them dearly.
The songbird groaned at the >
A snort, followed by a shrug of her shoulders. "I still send half of my cash to my parents, so the rest of my paycheck goes to booze and food.
I think if we both robbed Gojo, we would be set for life."
I think if we both robbed Gojo, we would be set for life."
A despondent sigh escaped her lips. "If only I had a special grade's wage. Then I could actually afford a decent vacation.
The difference between semi-first grade, first grade, and special grade salaries is ridiculous."
The difference between semi-first grade, first grade, and special grade salaries is ridiculous."
January 12, 2025 at 10:18 PM
Utahime sighed again, but this time, it was accompanied by a tender smile.
"I'm sure they're grateful and proud of you, Shoko. You're a good daughter."
Not all the children were willing to make such sacrifices for their aging parents. Shoko must love them dearly.
The songbird groaned at the >
"I'm sure they're grateful and proud of you, Shoko. You're a good daughter."
Not all the children were willing to make such sacrifices for their aging parents. Shoko must love them dearly.
The songbird groaned at the >
A despondent sigh escaped her lips. "If only I had a special grade's wage. Then I could actually afford a decent vacation.
The difference between semi-first grade, first grade, and special grade salaries is ridiculous."
The difference between semi-first grade, first grade, and special grade salaries is ridiculous."
"You and me both. Unfortunately, the schools pay us in coins and stale bread."
"I need a raise. Or a vacation. Probably both." She would get neither.
January 12, 2025 at 7:38 PM
A despondent sigh escaped her lips. "If only I had a special grade's wage. Then I could actually afford a decent vacation.
The difference between semi-first grade, first grade, and special grade salaries is ridiculous."
The difference between semi-first grade, first grade, and special grade salaries is ridiculous."
His remark drew her attention. Whoever he was, he seemed to be aware of the existence of her homeland, and to an extent, of its religious practices, given his mention of the city of Kyoto and recognition of the traditional Shinto garb she wore.
"Yes. These are a shrine maiden's clothing, though >
"Yes. These are a shrine maiden's clothing, though >
“ Given your feudal attire... I assume the region you're lookin' for is somewhere in Kyoto or its surrounding prefectures.
Let's just say you're a long way from home. ”
her composure, despite his immense spiritual pressure, was quite admirable; it commanded a certain respect.
“ Given your feudal attire... I assume the region you're lookin' for is somewhere in Kyoto or its surrounding prefectures.
Let's just say you're a long way from home. ”
her composure, despite his immense spiritual pressure, was quite admirable; it commanded a certain respect.
January 12, 2025 at 7:35 PM
His remark drew her attention. Whoever he was, he seemed to be aware of the existence of her homeland, and to an extent, of its religious practices, given his mention of the city of Kyoto and recognition of the traditional Shinto garb she wore.
"Yes. These are a shrine maiden's clothing, though >
"Yes. These are a shrine maiden's clothing, though >
"I need a raise. Or a vacation. Probably both." She would get neither.
January 12, 2025 at 2:01 PM
"I need a raise. Or a vacation. Probably both." She would get neither.
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—— it's over, isn't it?
⠀⠀ieiri shoko, 29. doctor.
⠀⠀ieiri shoko, 29. doctor.
January 11, 2025 at 10:26 PM
—— it's over, isn't it?
⠀⠀ieiri shoko, 29. doctor.
⠀⠀ieiri shoko, 29. doctor.