hEY!!! I was wondering if you could do a Draco x Reader imagine where you’ve been actin distant lately only because you don’t wanna annoy him and you feel like you are and he confronts and comforts you about it? sorry that’s oddly specific!! thank you, though!!! -Anon
He had been busy this year. It was not only the final year of school but also the year that everyone knew would bring the great war. He was in a constant battle within himself. Did he really believe in the fight of blood? He knew wonderful witches and wizards who didn't have pure blood. One of the most important witches he knew didn't have pure blood. That witch being you.On the other hand, he was raised from birth that he should believe that all unpure wizards were undeserving of their powers. You should earn the magic through family, not dumb luck. If he didn't stick with his mother and father he would be shunned and possibly killed. Draco didn’t let a lot of people in his life but his mother was one of the most important people in his life. That being said he could never give up on you. You had shown him a whole new world. Filled with love, balance, trust and most importantly to Draco you provided him stability. He could never imagine leaving you standing on the battlefield where he could possibly see you get killed with him unable to save you.
I saw you standing there, My mind was taken over by your brown eyes that somehow shined in the dim room.
I dont know if I was drunk or not, I didn't remember much from that day.
It was long before I saw you sit down. Alone.
I would have walked up to You, Would have talked to you, I would have done anything to see them eyes again.
But I was pulled back by Pj, He asked what drink i wanted, I replied to him quickly without thinking.
As I turned around you weren't on the sofa any more, I searched the room for you, only to see you beside Me, ordering from the bartender.
I said hi and you replied with a slightly drunk smile, But I could tell it was genuine.
"Hey", You said, taking a sip of your drink.
"How are You?", I asked, trying to make small talk.
"I'm good now that I have someone to talk to", You smiled.
I remember, we talked for a few hours, I made a stupid joke and you laughed at it, Your smile was somehow beautiful.
We ordered more drinks, both of us becoming even more intoxicated.
You led me to the bathroom, your hand in mine.
You pinned me against the wall, Gently somehow, You were so gentle with everything you did, wether that was with the way you spoke or the way you touched Me, You were always so gentle.
You had your lips against mine, my hands tugging at your shirt.
It was a drunken mess but it felt right, I knew I wouldn t regret it.
We didn't take it far, we both knew that was going too fast.
I led you away, we smiled at eachother, My head hurt from the amount of alcohol I had consumed but it didnt matter when you smiled at me and the pain was gone.
We saw a group of people, you looked like you were trying to hide from Them, they had cameras, I understood.
But of course they saw you, we both saw them walk up to us and you quickly scribbled on a piece of paper, I took it without looking at it.
And then you were gone, Taken with the crowd.
Turns out you were a celebrity I had never heard of.
I walked- no, I staggered home and almost immediately collapsed on my bed, The alcohol I had drunk that night was too much.
I forgot to check that piece of paper.
I think I dreamt about You, I don't remember properly.
I only remember waking up, In the dream, I only saw a tall silhouette, somehow the dark eyes glowed and it's the only feature i could see.
Nothing happened, I was propped on my elbows, just watching the shadows and it was doing the same.
Then I woke up.
Everything was so quiet and lifeless, my head hurt so much and my throat was dry, I went to the kitchen and downed a few pain killers with water.
I remember staggering to the kitchen and putting my clothes into the washing machine, a piece of paper fell out of the pocket of my jeans, I checked it and saw a number written messily on it.
Someone picked up the call on the third ring.
"Hello?", They said, they're voice hoarse.
"Who is this?"
"You called Me.."
"I found your number on a piece of paper in my jeans"
"Ah, You", I could hear your grin, "How are You?"
"You still haven't told me your name"
"That doesn't matter right now"
"We made out last night"
"Don't worry, It was great"
You were always on my mind, I couldn't sleep properly, couldn't eat, I could barely form a sentence.
It had it been a few days, I hadn t called you, I was too shy.
I got through work somehow, altough I was constantly drawing you on my notebook, I would get weird looks from my co-workers but I didn't really care, How could I care about other people when you were on my mind?
"Why do you keep drawing that one random person?", Pj asked as he say down to eat lunch with Me, of course I left my sandwich untouched.
"Um-I, No reason, I just like drawing it", I spluttered, stuffing my notebook into my briefcase and bending the pages slightly.
"You know, He looked a bit like someone I keep seeing in magazines", Pj told me.
I knew he was talking about you, "W-what's his name?", I asked, desperate to know who you were.
"I don't know, I just keep seeing him"
I sighed without replying.
"Nothing", I said, getting up and leaving.
I took my phone out of my pocket and picked the contact I had saved as 'nameless'.
"Hey, you", You said down the phone, it made me blush, I'll admit that.
"Hi, Can you please tell me your name?"
"Why would you want to know my name? Names are just sounds we use to label ourselves"
"Shut up, you dork", I laughed, I could hear you laughing to.
"I dont know your name either actually"
"You mean the sound used to label me?", I smirked.
"Yes, I dont know the sound that is used to label you"
"That sound is Phil"
"Thank you, altough, you should probably thank my parents"
"Ah, Yes, the parents, when do I meet them?"
"After you tell me your name.....and buy me dinner"
"I'll have to wait then"
"Why wont you tell me your name?"
"I don't know, it's fun to know you're thinking about me"
"Yeah, Its cute"
"Shut up!", I laugh down the phone.
"I will if we meet up"
"Sounds like a plan"
You told me to meet you at the coffee shop that was just around the corner from me.
It wasn't long until you had your lips against mine and my hands travelling up to your hair.
The coffee shop was luckily empty, apart from the woman behind the bar that was listening to music through her headphones and couldn't care less that we were making out in the corner.
I pushed you away, "I-I still dont know your name", I muttered, Looking into your lustful eyes.
You held a finger to my lips, "soon", You whispered softly.
The morning after tore me apart, The daily newspaper was delivered, I looked through it and suddenly stopped, dropping the paper immediately, Running into my room and grabbing my phone, I was reading the words over and over, They were imprinted into my mind:
Dan Howell caught making out in corner of local coffee shop with mystery man.
Followed by a picture of us on the green armchair that I remembered as a place of happiness.
I didn't even think this sort of stuff would be printed into a newspaper, It wasn't news-worthy.
I called you, You answered, The fist thing you said to me was "I'm sorry", Followed by a small sob.
"Well now you know my name"
"I'm sorry", You said again.
"Its-It's okay", I replied.
"Yeah, Dan, It isn't your fault"
"Thank you so much"
"Its no proble-", I heard shouting coming from your end of the line.
I could only hear a few "Dan Howell!"'s and one person shouted, "Who was that man?!"
"Shit, They found out where I live"
"Ive gotta go"
"Dan?", The line went dead.
I didn't hear back from you since.
I hadn t heard from you in at least a week, your calls went voicemail, you didn't reply to my messages.
I searched your name, It said you were some sort of ex-band member.
It made sense.
I had no idea where to start looking, I didn't know where to go, who to talk to.
I called again, It went to voicemail, again.
I spent hours everyday, just wandering up streets, Looking for any sign of you, I found nothing.
I searched through magazines, nothing.
I couldn't take it, I sat in bed, tugging at my hair, Craving you and your beautiful smile, your eyes that seemed to brighten my day, your soft voice and kind words, I missed it all.
Even the lack of the 10 minute phonecalls we had was killing me slowly.
I missed your cocky personality.
I missed your stupid remarks.
I missed your lips.
I missed your name.
I missed you.
If I couldn't sleep, eat or work earlier, I definetly couldn't now, It wasn't good, It wasn't healthy and I didn't know why you were doing it to me.
I remember when I found you, I should have been happy but you were shaking, You were crying, you were curled into a ball in the corner of your living room, your for head resting on your knees.
You called me, told me the address, I got in the back, past the paparazzi, You told me you couldn't take it anymore, you wanted to be normal, you did want people chasing you around with cameras, making everthing you do public.
And I understood.
I sat down next to you and wrapped my arms around you, I felt your body relax and I laid your head on my lap, stroking your hair in a comforting manner.
You were breaking and I was trying to fix you, bit by bit.
It was slow, but it worked.
I snuk you through the back of your house, you had a small bag of only important belongings, I held your hand, Running my thumb over he back of it.
We walked back to my flat, I let you sleep, you needed it, I saw the bags under your eyes and the way your hands shook slightly.
I got in bed beside you and you immediately wrapped your arms and legs around me and nuzzled your head into my chest.
I hugged you back, It was comforting for the both of us.
"Thank you", I heard you whisper, And you hugged me a little tighter, I stoked your hair.
"No Thank you", I whispered back.
We had been together for 2 years and engaged for 3 months.
remember when I proposed.
We went on holiday, to Paris.
I brought you onto the Eiffel Tower, I giggled when you covered your eyes, you were scared of the height.
I told you not to worry, I held both of your hands and told you I was there for you and wouldn t let you fall, I would never let you fall.
You smiled at me and kissed my cheek.
It was such a beautiful view, you were looking out the window when I laced my hand in yours and kissed it.
I got down on one knee and saw your lips stretch into a smile.
I pulled out the ring and uttered the words I had been wanting to say since I laid eyes on you.
"Will you marry me"
You said yes, You said yes and slipped the ring onto your finger, you pulled me into a kiss, cupping my cheeks, I held your waist gently.
It was beautiful.
The wedding was even better somehow.
Our families both came together, our friends joined to.
No one disturbed the wedding.
We said "I do"
We told eachother that we Loved one another.
It was all true, every word.
' Till death do us part.
I remember the after party, we cut the cake and you smashed some into my face as a joke, I laughed with you and did the same.
You held my hand while Pj gave the best man speech.
We watched our mother's tear up and our father's hug us with a pat on the back.
We were told we were perfect for eachother, 'a match made in heaven'
We were told our love was from a movie.
It felt like it.
We were told to take care of eachother.
And we did.
For a while.
I miss you.
We were married for 3 years.
It was the best fucking three years of my entire life.
I remember waking up every morning to the smell do you cooking breakfast.
I remember how I would lace my arms around your bare back in the shower and wash your hair.
The nights we spent watching movies, a bowl of popcorn in front of us, we normally got too involved in eachother to focus on the movie, Sharing soft kisses.
The way we would talk about adoption.
That never happened.
We planned to travel the world.
That never happened.
I miss the way you would whisper in my ear at night, you would always say "We're in love, aren't we?"
It made me smile and I would kiss you before laying down and letting you rest your head on my chest.
I would stroke your hair until you fell asleep and let out soft snores.
I remember Christmas, we'd put the tree up together and you would make fun of my wrapping skills.
I loved it.
I loved you.
I love you.
Our movie-romance soon ended.
You became weaker, you couldn't do much.
I had to help you get dressed.
I had to help feed you.
You couldn't whisper to me at night any more and make me smile.
You were in hospital most nights and I wasn't allowed to stay.
I would grip the space on the mattress where you used to lay.
They never did diagnose you.
I guess, Just like your name, It was just a sound to label you.
You wouldn't have wanted to know What It was, you really did hate labels.
And I love you for that.
Rest In peace....Nameless.
I love you.
You can call me a liar but you just witnessed the death of Danisnotonfire.
Requested by pinkydallas: Can i leave a imagine request for Teen Wolf? If so can i please have an imagine where I’m dating Isaac and I’m Derek’s little sister and Cora’s older sister and i get mad because you find out Isaac likes Allison and Derek gets mad? Just a happy ending thank you xxx :)
You came out the door, with your two best friends Scott and Stiles. You were laughing and smiling, it was a beautiful and sunny day. No Alpha’s who tried to kill you or an Deadpool list where everyone tried to kill you. You were making plan’s for Lydia’s party tonight, Scott and you couldn't stop laughing as Stiles started to talk about how amazing Lydia would look.. but then Stiles stopped talking.
Stiles stopped walking and stood in front of you, “Heeey, Y/N you know what? How about we walk over to you and you can show us what dress you will wear tonight?” he questioned stumbled.
“Walk? Are you out of your mind?” You laughed a bit. “You know where I live right?” You looked to Scott.
Stiles gave Scott a little push and let him notice what was happening behind Stiles, why he stood in front of you and why he tried to convince you to walk and not going over to his Jeep.
Scott nodded to Stiles and moved next to him, he wanted to make sure you wouldn’t have to see this “Actually, I think that’s a great Idea..”
“What is going on here? Is the Jeep finally dead?” You laughed because you always told Stiles that his Jeep wouldn’t live long.
Immediately were Scott and Stiles nodding and you laughed again and walked trough them, you wanted to see why Stiles’s Jeep no longer drive.
Stiles panicked a bit, “Y/N, don’t.. please let us walk.” but you laughed and shook your head.
“No, No, No, Y/N…” Scott said and hold you soft on your arm but it was too late.
You stopped walking and laughing, “I-Isaac?” you asked shocked and tears came into your eyes as you saw Isaac and Allison kissing. “Wh-What.. why? Why would he do this to me?” You asked Scott and Stiles heartbroken and couldn’t stand much longer.
**Isaac and you were a couple before your brother, Derek, turned him into a werewolf. Derek turned Isaac for you, so you wouldn’t have to lie about who you are. Isaac and you had a great relationship, besides Scott and Stiles he was your best friend too. You knew that he and Allison were friends and noticed that they were often together but not like this.**
You fell to the ground and Scott held you in his arms. Stiles didn't know what to do until Scott gave him a sign to hold you because he wanted to go over to Isaac.
“Shhhh, everything will be okay..” Stiles said soft and took you in his arms while Scott walked downstairs to Isaac and Allison.
Isaac stopped kissing Allison as he heard his Alpha’s fast heartbeat, than he noticed your heartbeat as well and knew that you had seen them. Allison saw Scott’s angry face and tried to calm him down.
“Scott, don’t.. we’re not longer together so leave us alone!” Then she saw you crying in Stiles’s arm. “Let us explain..”
Scott tried not to change in his werewolf-form, to control himself but it was hard for him as he got closer to Allison and Isaac, “That is not about us.” he growled and walked straight to Isaac.
Isaac trembled, “Let- Scott.. please wait.”
Scott’s eyes turned red, “You never deserved Y/N.” he growled again and beat Isaac in the face.
“Scott!” You shouted and as he heard your voice he calmed him down.
You stood up together with Stiles, who still hold you. You both walked to his Jeep, without looking to Isaac or Allison.
Scott’s eyes turned normal again, “If this wasn’t clear enough, you’re out of the pack.” then Stiles drove over to Scott and picked him up, you were sitting behind and Scott with you.
“No word to anyone, not to my brother or my sister.” You said and wiped your tears away.
“But Y/N..” Stiles replied.
“No word, both of you.”
In Derek’s Apartment:
You told Stiles and Scott to let you out and drive to Lydia and you would catch up later. The Boys nodded but didn't believe you would come but it was okay for them, they understood that you wanted to be alone.
You were standing in front of the Gate and wiped your tears away again, you tried to look like everything would be fine and not like your boyfriend cheated on you in public. You opened the gate and Derek attacked you. You forgot that you had training today.
“Y/N, focus!” He shouted and beat you against a wall.
Your eyes turned yellow and you decided to let all of your thought and feelings out. You ran over to your brother, slipped trough is legs, stood up and kicked against his back so that he fell to the ground. Derek laughed and pulled you of your feet, you fell as well and tried not to cry because you thought of Isaac again and how you fell on your knees as you saw him kissing Allison.
You stood up, “Derek, we can train tomorrow okay? I’ve to get ready for Lydia’s party tonight..” you said soft.
Derek nodded with a smile. “Yeah okay, but you’ll sleep here and Cora will come with you.”
You nodded soft and went upstairs into your room. Derek knew that something was wrong with you, you loved fighting against your siblings.. You were a Hale and actually didn't care much about party’s, you were going because of your friends, but for nothing in the world you would give up a fight.
Derek noticed that Cora came trough the gate as well, “Something happened.”
“What do you mean?” She asked confused and shut the gate.
“Y/N, she gave up a fight and not just that, she agreed that you’ll babysit her on the party.. without saying a word.”
Cora looked a bit pissed, “Who said I would Babysit Y/N today? She’s old enough Derek.” then she stopped focusing on Derek and listen carefully to you.
“It was a test Cora, calm down..”
“Derek shut up. She’s crying..” Cora replied. “You go and look what is going on, I’ll call her stupid friends.”
Derek nodded and walked upstairs to you.
You heard someone going upstairs and stopped crying immediately, you wiped your tears away and put fast new make-up on. Someone knocked at your door and you knew it would be Derek because Cora never knocked.
You jumped on your bed again, “Yeah, come in.”
“Hey little Cupcake..” he said soft with a smile, closed the door behind him and sat next to you.
“Don’t call me that.” You chuckled.
Derek smiled soft, he called you that since you were little. You loved Cupcakes and whenever you had eaten them, they were everywhere in your face. “Is everything alright? You seem distracted nowadays. Whats going on?” he asked careful.
“Nothing I’m fine, you see?” You put a fake smile on.
Derek knew you to well, you had more luck than Cora because you had Derek whole life. “Come on, Y/N..”
You were still smiling, “Isaac and I broke up.” but as you said it out loud you cried again and your brother wrapped his arms around you.
After a few minutes in Derek’s save arms, you stopped crying and your brother kissed your forehead, “You sure you want to go tonight? We could watch movies.”
You had to laugh, “You hate movies.. and I’ll go. I’m a Hale.” you said proud. “I’m not giving up a fight and especially not because of some stupid guy.”
Derek nodded and you showed him dresses you had picked out for tonight, you asked him to choose one.
“I’ll break his bones.” Cora said sharply into her phone, she was talking to Scott. “Thank you fro beating him first, we’ll see at the party and yes I’ll come to see Isaac and then I’ll kill him.” The Gate opened and as Cora saw who was coming trough she laughed a bit and shook her head, “I’ll hang up now.”
Isaac shut the gate behind him, “Hey, ehm is Y/N here? I’ve to talk with her.”
“Isaac, I will say this only once so listen carefully.” Cora replied sharply with her hands in her jacket. “If you ever come into my home again, I’ll kill you. If you ever get closer to Y/N than 7 feet, I’ll kill you.” Cora chuckled again as she walked closer to Isaac. “If you speak to her or say Y/N’s name, I’ll not just kill you.. I’ll torture you and will bury you alive, anywhere in the woods, so deep that not even your own soul would find you. Do you understand?”
Isaac broke off terrified and nodded. Cora and Isaac could hear your door opened and you and Derek were laughing and coming downstairs.
“And it would be better for you, when we never see each other again.” She smiled satisfied. “I think you should go now, good luck with Allison.” Cora said soft and sarcastic.
Isaac nearly ran out of the Apartment and you were coming down in a beautiful blue dress. Derek was right behind you holding another dress. As you were downstairs, Cora had a proud smile in her face and Derek throw another dress over to her.
“Dress up Sis, the party will start soon.” Derek laughed and you had to.
Cora looked a bit pissed again, she hated party’s like this and actually all of your friends but she nodded and you nodded back. You knew that Isaac was here and that Cora knew why you both broke up. You heard his heartbeat and what Cora said to bring it really fast, even when you were laughing upstairs with Derek as you showed him your dresses. Cora wouldn’t say any word to Derek about why you and Isaac broke up because then Isaac would be dead in minutes and she knew you wouldn’t want that.
As Cora finally made it into your red dress, she looked beautiful. You gave Derek your phone and stood next to Cora and pulled your arms around her and kissed her cheek while Derek took a picture of you two.
“Thank you.” You said soft.
Cora nodded. “We never give a fight up.” She replied.
The Gate opened again and Cora growled because she thought it would be Isaac again but then she saw Stiles and Scott.
“We thought we shall catch you both up.” Scott smiled.
Cora and you were walking with them out of the Gate and to Lydia’s party. You knew it would be hard to move on because you really loved Isaac but you knew, with your family and friends you would win every fight.
could you write this headcanon about the king erasing Scorpio memories of mc but she is pregnant and he didn't find out or recovery his memory until the kid is 4 years old????
Scorpio drops his duties in order to save you from danger from a car accident. That result in changing your life span. Given the rule that no God should be involved in the human life span, Scorpio is locked up pending for his punishment by the King. You heard the punishment that he will be vanishing from heaven and earth. You been going to the mansion and begging Zyglavis to do something to save Scorpio.
“Well, the King did give him an option but was rejected by Scorpio.” Zyglavis replied sadly.
“What is the option? I will do anything to save him.” You cried and begged.
“Take away his memory of you from his mind.” Zyglavis muttered and you collapse on the floor. That would mean that you will never be able to be with Scorpio. However, if you do not want him to vanish and that outcome is even worst. This option is better at least totally losing him.
“Can you tell the King to proceed to remove his memory even he is against it?” You sobbed.
“Are you sure?” Zyglavis asked again and you nodded your head.
On the day before the execution, you visited Scorpio with the King permission. He seems to lose a lot of weight. You caress his cheeks and not sure what to say, but your tears flow down nonstop.
“Remember to take care of yourself when I am not around. Remember to go ask for Dui and Ichthys if you need any help. I will be vanishing tomorrow. Sorry, I can’t keep my promise to be with you forever.” Scorpio said sadly.
“I will only love you forever.” You replied and refuse to tell him what you have agreed with the King.
You then give him a deep kiss before Dui accompany you out of the cell room. On the day of the execution, you hide yourself from Scorpio and saw the King executed his punishment on him. That day is the last you saw him and you are glad that he is safe. From that day onward, Scorpio never steps into earth and perform his duties in heaven. You soon realized your pregnancy and glad that you had something of him to treasure of. The rest of the Gods still allow you to visit the mansion and they even help you during your pregnancy period. Times seem to pass by very fast and it has been 4 years since you last saw Scorpio.
One day, the King suddenly sends Scorpio to earth for an assignment together with Dui. After the assignment is done, Dui insists that he should drop by at the mansion for a chat. Scorpio reluctantly agrees and visits the mansion. The moment both of them step into the mansion, they heard Ichthys shouting at boy who is running toward them.
“Toshiro, I told you to stop running around. You will get hurt.” Ichthys shouted but it was too late. The little boy bumps right into Scorpio and fall on the floor.
“Hey, are you alright? Dui, how come there is a boy in a mansion?” Scorpio asked but Dui looks away, not sure how he should reply him. Scorpio helps the boy up and he can feel what the boy is thinking.
“So you hide an apple in your pocket?” Scorpio chuckled.
“Apple is my favourite. I can read from your mind that you like apple too.” Toshiro replied innocently.
Scorpio was shocked when he heard what the boy say. How is he able to read his mind? Who is this little boy? Upon looking closely at him, the boy bear resemble of him. He can feel that there is a connection between him and the boy but he can’t seem to piece it together.
“What is your name?” Scorpio asked immediately.
“Toshiro. My mum told me that she and my dad promise to give me this name if they ever have a child. However, I never get to meet my dad before.” Toshiro replied sadly.
That name is very familiar. It is a name that keep flashing in his mind every night, but he never have any idea what it is about. Beside this name, there is another name that keeps flashing in his mind as well. He wonders if he should ask the question to the boy.
“Is your mum name _____?” Scorpio asked nervously.
“You know my mum?” Toshiro asked innocently. That is when bit and pieces of memory which was taken away from him start to flow back into him.
“Dui, Ichthys, is he my son?” Scorpio asked. “Where is ____ now?” He asked again.
Just when both of them wanted to answer him, you walked right into the hallway. Scorpio turns to look at you when he heard your footsteps and you stood there in surprise, not able to move further. You never expect to see him and you wonder how you should react to him. After all, you know that he can’t remember you.
“That is the reason why I insist you drop by.” Dui smiled.
Scorpio walks slowly toward you and you move a step backward. He then pulls you into his arms and embraces you tightly. You are shocked by his reaction and not sure if you should hug him or push him away. Should you get your hope up?
“Stupid woman! Why you have to make a decision without my consent few years ago? But I should thank you instead. Otherwise, I won’t be able to see you again and our son.” Scorpio sobbed.
“You remember?” You sobbed and asked, finally wrapping your hands around him.
“Yes, I remember. Thanks to Toshiro that I remember everything.” Scorpio exclaimed happily.
“Toshiro, meet your dad.” You beckoned him to come over in tears of happiness.
Scorpio carries him in his arms and pulls you together. He is so glad that he has you by his side again and there is a family for him. He promised to make up for the lost time that he is not by your side. You never thought this day will happen but glad that he is by your side again.
I've seen someone already deny that fans ever said the Senshi should've left Usagi to die. But I saw a lot of it on my dashboard and had to unfollow someone who was really gross about it. The idea is that since Usagi was an uncaring asshole who only gave a shit about Mamoru, she didn't deserve any care or empathy from the other girls right back and that they should've celebrated.
So this is their way of saying ” a tic for tac”? Seriously fandom?
They are really going against all the lessons that SM supposed to teach us.
I’m still trying to see why everyone is say she doesn’t care about her friends because every speech she made after act 9 had something to do with her friends. How many times she said her “precious friends ” or allies when talking about them?
I’m going to take this time and talk about her suicide.
For someone as big and rough as Murasakibara, he was unexpectedly gentle with Himuro. Actually, saying that he was gentle was almost an understatement. Basically, Murasakibara treated him like he was afraid that Himuro would break at any moment.
It was true that they had their problems at the beginning of their relationship. When they met for the first time, Murasakibara didn’t want to even be near Himuro at all, because he was irrationally afraid that he could hurt him. Himuro understood that, because, he thought, someone with Murasakibara body size was probably used to collide and break things by accident.
It was hard to make Murasakibara to relax and feel comfortable with him, and it was even harder to get him used to touch him without panicking or getting distressed.
But, little by little, they got it. Things were normal now, more or less. But still, Himuro was worried because, even if Murasakibara didn’t ran away from him like he had the plague, he felt that the purple haired still was afraid of hurting him.
Being treated like he was weak didn’t offended him though, because Himuro knew he wasn’t weak. In fact, he was pretty strong, and won a few fights when he was living in America actually. But that wasn’t the problem, the problem was that Himuro knew that their relationship would’t be healthy for Murasakibara if things were like this, and he wanted to help him, but didn’t know how.
He squeezed the hand he was holding with him, but the taller boy didn’t return the squeeze. Himuro sighed.
-Atsushi –He tried –I’m not made of porcelain, you know?
Murasakibara looked at him -But Murochin looks like a porcelain doll. As beautiful and fragile as a porcelain doll- he said.
Himuro smiled. That was one of the things he liked most of him, his naturalness and sincerity. And he knew his boyfriend didn’t say that to annoy or flatter him, he said it just because he thought it.
But that didn’t help to solve things, he thought, so he stopped walking. Murasakibara looked at him puzzled. –Atsushi. –he tried again. –You can’t go on like this forever.
-But Murochin, I’m not afraid of touching you anymore- He answered pouting. –I’m holding your hand right?
-Yeah, that’s something but… -Himuro hesitated. –You never relax. You never let yourself to be carried away by your emotions. –He looked at him intently. –You can do it Atsushi. Do you want to hold me thigh? Do it. Do you want to kiss me roughly? Do it! You can push me against a wall and make me love if you want because I’m not gonna broke, I can promise you that. I need you to be yourself, I cannot bear to see you always holding your emotions and being afraid of yourself like if you were some kind of monster. You’re a beautiful and incredible person Atsushi, and I love you.
Murasakibara was speechless after that, and was blushing a little too. Himuro was breathless, he didn’t know if he had done right saying that, but he didn’t know what more he could do.
It wasn’t that Himuro didn't like the gentle and soft treatment. He actually liked it, very much. It wasn’t that he didn’t like it rough neither. But there was something, something no one except Kagami knew. Something he wouldn’t want Atsushi to know by no means.
Himuro had other boyfriends back when he was living in America with Kagami, four, to be specific. Murasakibara knew that, he knew Himuro had been with other boys before him.
What Murasakibara didn’t know was that all his exboyfriends were abusive scumbags.
He didn’t know why, because he wasn’t submissive or weak. But for some reason, he always ended with the same tipe of people. And when he realized how they really were, he was already in love and beaten. More than once Kagami had to bring him to a hospital after a bad fight with one of his boyfriends. And more than once Kagami had to beat the crap out of them too. So well, to be fair, he was more than used to the rough treatment.
But when he began to go out with Atsushi Murasakibara, suddenly everything was just the opposite. At first it was strange, to be treated with so much care, but finally he realized that the strange feeling was because, for the first time, he was feeling loved and cared for. And that was also other of the reasons he loved him so endlessly.
And yes, he loved to be treated gently and kindly, really, because it was like it was healing all the scars he had from all those dark days. Murasakibara healed him.
But just because of that, he had to heal him too. He loved him too much to let him to be afraid forever, he wanted Murasakibara to realize too that he was worth it, that in fact, it was impossible for him to hurt him, because he was doing just the opposite. He was saving him.
-Atsushi. –He put a hand in the taller’s boy cheek. –I swear for everything I love, you could never hurt me.
Murasakibara suddnely hugged him. –Murochin, Murochin. –He repeated. And his voice sounded relieved. –I love you Murochin, I love you more than anything.
-More that candies? –He joked.
Murasakibara looked at his eyes. –More than anything. –Suddenly he got really serious, surprising Himuro. –Okay, I’m going let myself go. If you really want it, I’ll do it. But you have to promise me something…
-Anything. –Himuro answered a little confused.
-If I ever hurt you, or if you want me to stop, or if you don’t feel okay… you’ll tell me, you’ll stop me. And then I’ll kiss you until you feel better. –it was Murasakibara who put a hand in Himuro’s cheek this time. And his gaze was so intense that Himuro almost looked away. –I’m gonna kiss you until everything bad had gone away. I’m gonna erase all you dark memories, your nightmares, everything that hurt you at any point of your life. – He breathed a second. –I’m not gonna let anyone to hurt you again, Tatsuya.
Himuro became pale. And he understood everything. Atsushi knew. Atsushi knew everything. About his exboyfriends, about the abuses… Everything. But, how? No one knew, not even Alex, not even his own parents…
Of course, it was Kagami. He was going to kill him later.
-Don’t get angry with Kagachin. –Said Murasakibara, as if he was able to read his thoughts. –He told me because he was worried, but anyway, I had my suspicions even before he explained me everything.
-You don’t realize, but even if you try to hide it, I can see it. I don’t know how I knew it. I just knew. Some little acts. Your behavior. Something inside me knew.
Himuro Tatsuya was the one speechless this time. He couldn’t believe that there were people who thought that Murasakibara Atsushi was stupid. Maybe he didn’t say much, maybe he just watched from outside, but he saw everything, and he understood everything too. Himuro felt stupid he hadn’t realized before neither.
-I.. I… Atsushi… -Himuro stammered. An then Murasakibara hold him thigher, with no fear this time, and Himuro realized he was shaking.
-You don’t have to say anything. –Murasakibara said with bright eyes, more intense than ever. –If Kagachin hadn’t stopped me, I would have gone to America to look for those bastards and killed them.
And Himuro knew that was true too. And if he wasn’t so distressed, he could have laughed at the image of Kagami trying to stop a 2 meters tall guy.
But he felt like sinking, and he was sinking, actually, in Murasakibara chest, because he couldn’t afford to look at him that moment. He felt embarrassed and stupid. Ashamed of his own stupidity.
-But he told me that wasn’t what you needed. –Murasakibara continued talking. –He said to me that you needed me at your side. Looking for you, caring for you. To be here to catch you if you fall. Because Murochin always smiles, Murochin always looks so confident and proud, and acts like he’s okay. –Murasakibara rested his cheek on Himuro’s head, gently embracing him with his long arms. –But Murochin is not okay. He’s not been okay for so long. Murochin has been treated so cruelly that he thinks he deserves nothing. But that’s not true. I’m here to show you the opposite. To protect you and love you. To kiss you when you need it. To embrace you. To say to you that you are worth far more than you think. And that’s why I’m here, because I love you Murochin. And I’m never going to hurt you, and I’m never going to let anyone to hurt you again. And if someone tries to make you cry again, I’ll kill him.
Himuro was crying, and he couldn’t stop himself. He wanted to, but he couldn’t. Because he felt ashamed, but relieved too, and grateful and overwhelmed and so much in love. There were too many emotions for him. He wanted to talk, but he knew that if he tried, he’ll definitively would break down in sobbing and weeping and nothing could stop him.
But Murasakibara bent down and looked at him, and then Himuro couldn’t help himself and started to cry disconsolately. Because he felt loved for the first time. Because he could finally get the pain he had carried for so long off his chest and get it out of his system. Because finally someone knew, and still wanted to heal him. Because he thought he had to help Murasakibara and it was precisely Murasakibara who had been protecting him all that time.
Murasakiba kissed him, but not in the mouth, but in his wet cheeks. And then he kissed his forehead, and his eyes, wiping his tears and pain away with his lips.
-I’ll kiss your tears away until you stop crying. Not only today, but until you have shed all your bitter tears and all your pain is gone. And when you begin to smile sincerely, I’ll be here too. And I’m never going to let you fall again.
And Himuro cried. But this time it didn’t matter, because he knew now that Murasakibara would be there to kiss his pain away.
Ooooooookay hahahaha I wrote something! At first I was going to write like four lines or so and then suddenly it got out of hand (/ﾟДﾟ)/
First of all, I wanted to post this for Valentine’s day, actually, I did it specifically for Valentine’s day, but I couldn’t finish it so I’m sorry ಥ_ಥ
But well, at least I’ve ended writing something quite long, considering my first idea. So even if it’s a little late, Happy Valentine’s Day to all my lovely followers!
PD: Okay, English it’s not my native language so I deeply apologize because surely I’ve made an awful lot of mistakes writing this (that’s why I don’t write fanfiction, my English isn’t good enough) but I hope it’s understandable at least.
Would you write something about that cliche "I was in the shower so I didn't get your very important call/text" with older Percabeth and the call/text is super important but they're just in the shower wonton while the other one is saving the world.
Percy was walking home when it happened. There was a huge pack of hell hounds in the middle of 54th street.
And he was out numbered, ten to one. He reached into his pocket and called Annabeth.
“Stupid voicemail.” He breathed under his breath. The phone beeped. “Annabeth, you got to get to 54th street as fast as you can. There’s a pack of hell hounds and I need help. Love you and see you soon.”
He hung up and took out Riptide. He took a deep breath before he charged.
The hell hounds back off for a few moments when they realized that Percy smelled like hell. But that did not stop them from attacking. Multiple were coming at him at once.
It took everything he got. But it wasn’t like he was sixteen. He was a bit out of practice and older. He hasn’t fought like this in years, especially when he had the smell of Tartarus on him that kept the monsters away.
Percy was panting and sweating when he was surrounded by gold dust. He felt pain in his right leg where he got scratched and his head throbbed where it’s paw whacked him in the head. But besides that, he was okay.
He blinked as he looked around the area for any more hell hounds ready to attack him. But it was clear.
“Percy?” He heard Annabeth’s voice. “What happened?”
He looked at her and smiled a bit. “You know, saving the city of Manhattan. Where were you? I could have used back up.”
She blushed a bit. “I was in the shower. I only got out a few minutes ago and when I was done blow drying my hair, that’s when I saw you called. I’m sorry.”
“Wait, you were showering as I was saving the world? What have you come to, Chase?” Percy joked.
“Shut up Seaweed Brain. Want to go take a shower?”
“Promise that you’ll save the world next time and I’ll just relax?” He half smiled.
“Yeah, sure.” She rolled her eyes as she took his hand.