#shnya

Why do I need fursona at all if I can't make smth like this with it

eyelids droop , golden eyes unfocused in their gaze as philomene finds themselves lost in the fantasy unravelling in his mind . lips part slightly , a whisper of a moan escaping him , fingers pushing up their shirt -- one of @shnya's , large and smelling like him -- shyly circling , then pinching a sore , sensitive nipple.

@shnya asked:❛ if you ever get scared, you can hold my hand. ❜

HALLOWEEN THEMED SENTENCE STARTERS (ACCEPTING)

'I'll be sure of that, old timer.' Kimiko said with a scoff as she held onto her flashlight a little bit tighter. Her tone bellied her trepidation, loath as she was to show any of that in the face of her brother.

Maybe it had been too long since she'd been out in the field. It wasn't as if she didn't do her due diligence when it came to her physical training; she'd logged countless hours on the training room floor in the compound, probably as much as Kogami himself did. But being out in the real world, on the actual Tokyo streets again after so long… it was something else. The darkness of the streets, the emptiness… Kimiko wasn't sure if she was more concerned about them being alone… or, perhaps, more if they weren't.

     𝙒𝙊𝙍𝘿𝙎 𝙎𝙊 𝙁𝘼𝙈𝙄𝙇𝙄𝘼𝙍 𝙏𝙊 𝙃𝙀𝙍, as if spoken from her own vocals, hit her as if the world's inertia suddenly collapsed. pressing her ribs together, ---- she knew the feeling all too well. the male's vulnerability elicited a sharp intake of breath. a pause. the silence between them filled with honks of passing cars. her life, her solitude, her mother & father, --- annika; everything. she's standing there, arms crossed, leaning against the rough brick wall behind her. with the nightfall, maybe he wouldn't catch her solemn expression. there was a twinge of sadness there, and she didn't like for anyone to see her like that. eyes dart to the ground, and selina gives a littered soda can a kick of her boot. the sound of crushed aluminum echoes through the alleyway, and after it finally skids to a stop, she finally speaks.

     ❝ yeah? tell me about it, ❞ gaze rises to meet kōgami's with a bittersweet smile. ❝ life's tough. ❞

@shnya 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚝.

𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗴𝗼 - @shnya

〝 i had thought i'd lost you , 〞 he manages breathlessly , cheeks pale with fright , hands cold & trembling as they cupped shinya's face , checking his body for wounds , inspected roughed partner from head to toe , tears welling in golden eyes .

〝 shinya -- my shinya i thought i'd never see you again -- you can't -- you can't leave me , 〞 sirens wailed , the wind bitter & cold as humidity clung to their skin . never had the blonde been so panicked , realizing perhaps for the first time the terrifying reality that kogami's job put him in these situations . 〝 i'm sorry -- i don't mean to make a scene , 〞

𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗴𝗼 - @shnya

what kind of life ? well , it was hard to describe . he takes a moment , still chewing a fresh strawberry , speaking with the back of hand politely hiding stained lips . 〝 a good one , 〞 philomene answers almost immediately -- perhaps suspiciously so -- before swallowing , nodding softly . 〝 but .. complicated . things .. are different where i come from . what i mean is .. heavy . 〞

half bitten fruit in hand , lowering as philomene revealed themselves to shinya more . 〝 i have a duty to fulfil , my entire life .. has always been centered towards said duty . i was born for a purpose and i will die for it . but .. despite that , despite the losses , it's been a rich and privileged life . 〞 golden eyes fall on partner , smile slight , but genuine as a thumb brushes the corner of kogami's lips clean . 〝 and now with you .. my life has never been more beautiful and fulfilled . 〞

〝 good morning , 〞 they chime softly , turning to face shinya as he pours a cup of tea for each , adorned only by his partner's white button down shift . cheeks are flushed pink with health & joy . 〝 i made us some tea -- breakfast ? 〞