#sohgure

[tochisuru]

@sohgure : tohru ⇨ shigure.

the brunette sat at the edge of the porch, her legs dangled over the side and her gaze pointed upwards to the sky. in her hand was a small paper fan, idly moving back and forth to help with some reprieve from the blistering summer heat. she’d been lost in her thoughts as she watched the clouds pass by, thinking of how lovely this summer had been to her, minus a few incidents. it wasn’t until the sound of feet shuffling on the tatami flooring snapped her out of her reverie, making her quickly glance back behind her.

              ❝ o-oh! shigure-san! i didn’t hear you, i’m sorry! are you done with working on your transcript for today? ❞

[godbroken]

》 @sohgure​ ——  hugs his akki from behind and pulls her to his lap, cause doggo needs her to recharge so — nuzzle time !   also bites and marks the back of her neck, just in case all needs to know that she’s his :3c

akito’s been busy dealing with family problems for the last few hours—some idiot’s unauthorized venture failing spectacularly—so she’s somewhat bristly when she feels those arms tug her backwards. her immediate reaction is to push shigure away and snap at him to leave her alone, but there’s something about the tightness of his arms and his nose against the curve of her neck that stops the former god. it takes her a few moments, but akito gradually relaxes into his hold and lets out a resigned sigh. the press of shigure’s nose becomes lips, then teeth, and her breath catches when she realises what he’s doing. akito silently damns him for exploiting her weakness but her actions betray the thought as her head tips obediently. later, she thinks, she’ll leave a few marks of her own for too-curious eyes to see. for now, though, all akito can do is bite her lip against a quiet moan to prevent its escape.

[godbroken]

》 @sohgure​ ——  ❝ knowing you’d be there gave me the courage to show up. ❞

𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐋’𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 / 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠.

Even with her head aching like it is, she’s tempted to smack him. Instead, Akito settles for a withering glare from her slump across the coffee table. At least that requires little more than tilting her head up from where it’s buried against her arms. ‘ The last thing you lack is “courage”. You could at least thank me for showing up. ’ She hates crowds. And she loathes other women fawning over Shigure. The author's signing had subjected her to both and it had taken all her self-control not to stalk over to where he’d been sitting, destroy the desk, and drag him out of the bookstore. After not even ten minutes, she’d had to walk away and demand their driver take her back to the hotel. Not even his promise of crepes could have made her stay a moment longer. ‘ I am not doing it again. Go by yourself tomorrow. ’

[brokenmare]

he knew something, and was content to just let her suffer and keep searching. it was frustrating, and rin wanted nothing more than to get to the bottom of it. which was why she was back at the dog’s house, waiting for the younger trio to leave before she approached the back porch. waltzing in like she owned the place, she headed to the office. after all, if he had something that had the answers she sought, it’d be there right?

she was shuffling through books when the horse sensed a pair of eyes on her back. “you wanted me to find the answer myself, gure-nii. i’m just doing what you said.” her voice daring him to say another word, to question her stubborn will. maybe he was okay with living cursed, but she was not.

@sohgure​ liked for a starter!

[snakecursed]

@sohgure​ || Lyric Starter || Lyric Source

“Took one fuckin' look at your face.. Now I wanna know how you taste. Usually don't give it away, But you know I'm out here thinkin' 'bout it..”