#gohrru

[master-kohga-dating-sim]

Back to back, birds of a feather

@bugger-loz the moment you've been waiting for,, the whole family photo after they stole the purah pad :3 smile for the camera, Sakiru!

[master-kohga-dating-sim]

Gently Now

surprise fanfic for @bugger-loz!!! i came up with this idea literally like an hour ago loll but i didn't want to tell you because i wanted a blind reaction,,, anyways here's some eepy snrrrkkk mimimimimimi dad sakiru and baby temple bosses :3

Word count: 611 Characters: Sakiru, Kohga, Colgheri, Gohrra, Moruka, Gyba Warnings: none

Crickets.

Crickets, all around, singing to the deep blue sky. It was funny- Sakiru thought they couldn’t survive in the snow. Had they changed in the ten thousand years he had been gone? Were they in the napping spot instead of the highlands? Probably not, Kohga couldn’t lay eyes on a bug without squealing for Sooga to come step on it.

His thoughts were interrupted by Gohrru stirring in their blankets. He moved a segment of his arm to make sure she wouldn’t fall before sinking his head against the head of his lounge chair again.

Kohga rose up from his cushions, rubbing his eyes through his mask before stretching out his arms and yawning. He looked up to see Sakiru, still stargazing even after all the kids had fallen asleep. “Ah, hey Sakiru. It’s getting pretty late, you know. I’m gonna head to bed, I’m exhausted.”

“Mmh, yes. It’s been a very active day for you, I’m sure.”

“Hey! I do a lot of work around here, you know! It’s not easy being top banana!” He carried his voice with him as he picked up his plushies to go inside, but went quiet when he passed by Sakiru and the kids. He stopped in his tracks, just looking at them. “...They really are sound asleep, aren’t they? Didn’t think that all that…” He gestured vaguely over Sakiru’s body. “...Stuff could be that comfortable.”

Sakiru gently brushed his hand over Colgheri’s feathers. His little body felt so small and delicate compared to Sakiru’s solid form. “The blankets cushion it.”

Despite his organs not being in their original places, they still worked constantly in their jars. He could hear them if he was quiet enough; bubbles, rumbles, squeaks, a slow and steady thump. Without the flesh to muffle it anymore, it was easier to hear his organs than others. “...I wonder if they can feel my heart beating.”

“There’s a… heart? In… there..? Actually, you know what, not gonna question it anymore. Yeah, there’s a heart in there. Sure.” He started to walk again.

“Good night, Kohga.”

“Night.” As he left, Sakiru could’ve sworn he heard him whisper good nights to his plushies, too.

Once Kohga was gone, the night went quiet. The crickets had settled to the back of Sakiru’s mind and let him more clearly hear the soft snoring of the heirs.

Colgheri was curled up in his left arm like a baby sparrow in a nest. Gohrru was laying over his chest, supported by Sakiru’s right arm and his little sister Gyba. Moruka had used its lack of bones to squish itself between Sakiru’s head and shoulders. All of them were wrapped up in the Yiga Clan’s finest wool and linen blankets.

Sakiru’s body didn’t long for the vulnerability of sleep anymore. He was a machine, and machines didn’t need to rest. But the peace of this moment… it was something different. It reminded him of all those peaceful moments eons ago. It made him think of the smell of night air and the softness of cushions and the taste of dessert still on his breath. And when all of those things happened at once, he had only ever done one thing. And what a lovely, relaxing feeling it gave him.

Moruka nuzzled the underside of Sakiru’s jar. His skull slowly settled next to them as the lull of sleep pulled him in.

Although he couldn’t feel temperature anymore, he knew that the heirs could. He could only imagine how cozy and safe it was to sleep like this. For once, he wasn’t trapped upright in that stone temple as his vision faded out. He was warm.

Yes. Warm.