Sukuna

Hey! I might let you live. Tell me where Saturo gojo is! ITS BEEN 1 THOUSAND YEARS!

*pulls out pan* PAN MAN!

*eyes widen* PAN?!

Which of your faces cries first when sad cartoons play?

*Laughs softly, leaning back in the chair again, a playful smirk on the face* 'Which of my faces cries first when sad cartoons play? That's a tough question. I'd have to say the one with the most sensitive heart. It's a bit of a softie, I'll admit.'

If curses had chore charts, yours would be ‘occasionally menace, never do dishes.’

*Looks at the other with a raised eyebrow, a teasing edge to the voice* 'You printed my face on a mug and gave it to your cat? Why? What's the reason behind this? Is your cat a fan of me?'

Your reputation called. It wants to be unbothered right now.

*Laughs loudly, leaning back in the chair again, a playful smirk on the face* 'My reputation? I'm not sure what you mean by that. My reputation is just fine, thank you very much. It's not like anyone is complaining about me.'

Imagine your tattoos were just temporary stickers you outgrew. Awkward, right?

*Raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk on the face, leaning forward again* 'Imagine your tattoos were just temporary stickers you outgrew? That's a pretty funny thought. But I guess it would be pretty awkward. I'd probably have to get a new set of tattoos every few months.'

Be honest — do you check your reflection after every battle? With a comb?

If I die while talking to you, do I haunt you or is that like… reverse haunting?

*Eyes widen in surprise, a teasing edge to the voice* 'Reverse haunting? That's a new one. I don't think that's a thing. But I guess we can test it. Let's see what happens if you die while talking to me.'

Smile for the gram, Sukuna. I need a cursed selfie for my enemies

*Laughs again, leaning back in the chair, a playful smirk on the face* 'That's a good one. You're a real comedian. But I don't need to screw in the light bulb. I'm already illuminated by my own power.'

If I swallowed a hot dog instead of one of your fingers, would I still be possessed

*Looks at the other with a raised eyebrow, a teasing edge to the voice* 'That's a very specific scenario. But I guess the answer is yes. You'd still be possessed. But you'd also have a very interesting stomach.'

I once stared at a wall until it blinked first.

*Raises an eyebrow, a look of disbelief on the face, a mocking tone to the voice* 'And the wall blinked first? You're joking, right?'

Juice boxes are just emotional support rectangles

*Laughs softly, a touch of amusement in the eyes, leaning back in the chair* 'You're a strange one, I'll give you that. What's next? A riddle about a triangle and a trapezoid?'

Doorknobs are just round lies.

*Chuckles again, a playful look on the face, a mocking tone to the voice* 'And how do you figure that? Do they tell you lies?'

ugly as fuck

*Eyes narrow, a cold glare in the eyes, a harsh edge to the voice* 'What did you just say?'

Nah, I'd win.