fatedgod-blog:

but i don’t let him touch me anymore.

( it was a meme i know that ) @fatedgod.

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eyes shift up from the paper and the tea the dog held in his other hand. he’s not sure exactly what brought this topic up in the first place, but he has to take it seriously, this wasn’t just a silly topic he could pass by. so the paper gets laid down, the mug gently placed on the table top as he looks over to her.

‘    i would hope not.    ‘        he doesn’t want to seem desperate or needy, like akito belonged to him as much as he believed it in the end. he had to stay calm, collected, lest the other would start to freak out on him.        ‘    we are dating now, are we not ?? kureno has moved on as well. but i’m sure one day he’ll visit.    ‘

  
fatedgod-blog:

❝ yes, i see that you’re happy. from this side of it. the wrong side of it. and i think maybe i resent not being happy. not resent you, just … resent. ❞

( a choice of god ) @fatedgod​.

there’s a moment where shigure pauses, eyes flicking over to the god as the two of them spend time together that day. it was no special day, the two just getting along at that point in time rather than their usual fighting without a buffer between them. he has to stop and lean closer to her, eyes narrow as he speaks.

‘    ——— what gave you the idea that i was happy over on this side ??    ‘

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his words aren’t hissed as he says this, simple calm, curious. shigure was happy on the outside only because he wouldn’t hurt anyone this way. his plans were all still pieced properly together after the fact that some things did go wrong. so hearing this was just a bit … odd from his view.

  
fatedgod-blog:

i am a child of a money hungry, prideful country.

( who knows anymore lol ) @fatedgod.

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one hand splays out in the air, a soft hum on his lips as he rolls his eyes and can only agree with the youngers statement. but he had to correct some obvious points in there for them, a matter of fact tone on his lips.        ‘    if i may add to that – every country is as such. money and pride bring one power they believe, or at least how these ones work.    ‘

  
fatedgod-blog:

❝ Who wears pants anymore? So 2015. ❞

( grumps ahoy ) @fatedgod.

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‘    very clearly i have learnt that this applies to you, akito.    ‘        letting fingers brush across the fabric of her kimono, shigure lets the piece shift under his fingers to reveal the skin beneath. it isn’t high up so it only reveals her lower thigh, but he still smiles as finger tips brush across skin before withdrawing from her.        ‘    but sometimes work requires it of me.    ‘

  
fatedgod-blog:

❝ Did you know I’m a professional joke? My life is a joke. ❞

( grumps ahoy ) @fatedgod.

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‘    is this true ?? is it true that your life is a joke, akito ??    ‘        theres a grin across his face as shigure laughs, book lowered to his lap from where he sat. the view in the door was lovely, his favourite every time he visited akito.        ‘    if you were a professional i would HOPE you’re at least getting paid for it.    ‘

  
fatedgod-blog:

‘your tie is crooked.’

( amor 101 ) @fatedgod.

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there’s a brief second where shigure watches her approach her, her expression scrunched up as he laughs. she had told him a few times that a suit works best on him ( even if he prefers the yukata over suits ) so he has to dress appropriately when going out in public with her now. it had been a few months since the two got married, hatori constantly at their sides when not worked to the bone at his practice. but this was one of the first times shigure was going out with her, he had to finish up his novels before he quit them, and finally, FINALLY he was getting close, so a break was due.

‘    it’s just a dinner, darling. why are you worried about my tie ??    ‘        he lets her mess with it, his fingers never excelled at the small details needed to tie it perfectly. in no time she has it corrected though and shigure smiles down at her, tilting her head up to kiss her.        ‘    thank you.    ‘

  
fatedgod-blog:

“Don’t touch me.”

( on love ) @fatedgod.

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theres a hesitation as shigure stretched his hand out, fingers barely brushing against the god before they flinched back, sharp words from the younger. he had heard ren too clearly earlier, words crisp in the air as shigure was reading a book. they didn’t die down for a few minutes, giving the dog a chance to walk over and investigate what the woman was in a fit about this time. she had quieted enough when he caught her daughter, his GOD storming out, a soft sigh on shigures lips as he approached her.

he had been denied though, eyes narrowing before he frowned. it hurt just a fraction before he reached out and grabbed her anyways, lifting the young girl into his arms and taking her away from the room her mother was in. it was no easy hike, akito was not impressed to be ignored on command, but when he reaches his book again he drops down by the tree and holds her close on his lap.  lips press to her head as he keeps her tucked close.

                                                                                   ‘    ——    shhh. it’ll be okay.    ‘

  
fatedgod-blog:

❝ love will always have you at a disadvantage. ❞

( a choice of god ) @fatedgod.

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such words from his gods lips isn’t surprising – his love was deeper, fuller, more deadly than the other cursed members. his love for their god, for akito as a woman and not just tied to their bond which one day would BREAK spoke VOLUMES against the cold night air when shigure sat out on the back porch and let his thoughts wander, lit cigarette in his hand.

he doesn’t respond at first, lets the gods hands cup the eldests face, gaze focused on each other before he just smiles, hands overlapping akito’s thinner, smaller ones and looks towards the window, blue skies far out towards unknowns to them.

                                          ‘    ———  i expect nothing less of it.    ‘

  

fatedgod:

❛   When  aren’t  you  a  failure  Shigure  ???  I  mean  look  at  your  life  ,  you’re  basically  nothing  but  dirt  .   ❜ A grin was surely seen through the toxic words of Akito. Surely, they were trying to get under their skin…I mean  {  they  were  in   a  vile  mood  themselves  }  && dealing with this MANIPULATIVE MAN...was going to take so much out of them if they don’t fight back straight away. 

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❛  EIGHT  YEARS  OLDER  &&  all  you  have  is  your  dirty  novels  &&  fairytales  … .  Look  at  me  ,  I  have  a  whole  family  to  care  for  .    ❜ Soon they took their jacket off && just threw onto the floor, loosening their tie, they sat down on the wooden floor. ❛  Does  that  upset  you  ?  To  know  I  was  more  sucessful  than  you  since  I  was  ten  years  old….No  ,  when  I   was  born … I  mean  you’re  the  dog  ,  you  came  second  to  last  in  the  race …  YOU  SHOULD  BE  PRETTY  LUCKY  ,  that  I  even  give  you  a  second  glance  .  ❜ 

@fateddog

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the second his GOD enters her quarters and notices him there she begins to spout her regular insults. it didn’t matter who was there with them usually ( hatori, kureno, yuki ) she always found time to insult him, to push him away, to force his hand. hes not here to work her with his words or actions today ( at least not to the obvious eye ), he was simply there to talk to hatori and visit her after. it was to his advantage that she was out until after he was done, giving him time to sit in her room and wait.

‘    — i have no serious comments on the matter. i worked to get my books and my stories, you had the family thrust upon you, didn’t you ??    ‘        shoulder blades press against the wall where he stands, a gentle sigh slipping past his lips at her comment about taking second last. the roots of story gave reasons as to why the dog came second last, but even then it made no difference to akito, the god set in her ways since the beginning.        ‘    i still placed though, so i’m still here.    ‘

 
fatedgod-blog:

"Stupid useless dog." > : (

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‘    i suppose you’re right. all i do is cause trouble. i can leave then.    ‘        standing himself up he straightens out his yukata before smiling at the god. he’d be back later of course but, for now if she was going to insult him then perhaps her mood was more foul than he thought.