My hearts breaking with the most recent witch in the tower update. Murasakibara with his baby granddaughter tho is just the cutest picture
Himuro is a witch who
was raised by a witch, and he knows a few things about demons that average
people do not. He knows that they live on the balance between life and death—there
is complicated magic involved, but any human might become a Beast if they are
caught in that moment right before death, and maybe, maybe a demon could return
He knows it is absurd.
He would be too late, anyhow. Murasakibara is gone.
But he still has to try.
He promises Kyabetsu he
will return and tries not to flinch when she doesn’t believe him. “I swear it,”
he says, but she has a right to her doubt and all he can do is prove himself.
She told him she buried
her father at the foot of the tower, so that is where he returns.
There is already someone
It is a light blue demon
who stands over bones and Himuro can’t help but feel like he knows him, even though
they’ve never met.
“You are Kuroko,” he
guesses, because Murasakibara had mentioned him before. “The demon that drove
them all from their home in the woods.”
“That is not quite what
happened,” Kuroko replies, but he doesn’t explain himself further. “I had a
hope for something. This is not what I wished.” He looks down at the bones, and
Himuro forces himself to do the same.
“I know a spell,” Himuro
says. “But I do not have the power.”
“I could make you
stronger, but it comes at a price.”
There is always a price
when you make a bargain with demons. Even for witches. “I will pay whatever
Kuroko nods, like this
is only to be expected.
After Kuroko leaves,
Himuro casts the spell upon his body. He weaves it into his blood, into his
bones, into every inch of him. He crouches over the bones of his lover and then
He really is not someone
who usually cries. He is someone who keeps his emotions hidden behind an
unreadable smile. Somehow it is always Murasakibara that brings out his tears.
He cries now, and tears roll from his face and onto the bones and so with it
the most powerful spell Himuro has ever cast.
And when he is done,
there is Murasakibara, completely human and looking at Himuro. “Murochin,” he
Himuro laughs weakly,
his eyes bleary. When he blinks away the tears there’s still a darkness to his
left; he has lost the vision in one eye and that is a very small price to pay,
all things considered.
“Because I love you,” he
says. “And I should have never left.” He kisses Murasakibara on the lips and is
pleased when Murasakibara returns the affection. They are not so broken after
When he pulls away he
says, “Let’s go home.”
Murasakibara looks at
the burned out tower and frowns.
“Where Kyabetsu is,”
Murasakibara nods. Yes,
that’s where home is.
Kyabetsu bursts into
tears when she sees them.
Murasakibara says, sounding dismayed as he looks at the baby. “You were so
useless at this age. Now there’s another one.”
She laughs through her
tears and says, “You don’t need to worry about that, Father. Now that Murochin
is here, he can do all the raising.”
“What,” Himuro says.
“Yes, that’s fair,” Murasakibara
says, patting the small child on the head. “What’s her name?”
Himuro blinks, because
it hadn’t even occurred to him to ask earlier.
“You named your daughter
radish?” Himuro exclaims.
She shrugs. “I was
Murasakibara picks up
the baby and moves inside, already beginning to settle into their new home.
Himuro reflects on the fact that he has been slotted for child-rearing duties,
and figures this is fair.
He is a witch, raised by
a witch, with a witch-daughter and now perhaps a witch-grandchild. And
Murasakibara, who is no longer a demon, most likely is still a witch, but
regardless, he is definitely a happily ever after.
So all in all, Himuro is
satisfied with the story he has written as his own.
A/N: DONE. With a slightly rushed
conclusion because I wanted to end it. And hahaha, also remembered I hadn’t
included Kuroko yet and wanted to make sure Kuroko was included in all the
stories because that’s supposed to be a thing. Woooo. Thanks, friend! I also
love the idea of Murasakibara and his new granddaughter =D And thank you so
much, anon-friend! I am very glad you like Kyabetsu! Thank you to everyone who stuck with this story! I will post dvd commentary soon and have this story up
on Ao3 as quickly as possible.
Thank you again to everyone who encouraged this story as it was being written! @beccabees, @theotpauthor, and all the anon-friends who were looking forward to more, I very much appreciate it! And special thanks to @bmouse for talking through whether or not I should stuck with my original ending with me, I’m very glad that I did =D
And thank you everyone for reading!!! You’re all the best
murahimu where we get some possessive!Murasakibara (who can blame him when Himuro is so pretty.)
(YESSS I’ve been waiting for a murahimu ^_^ And indeed, Himuro is gorgeous <3)
Murasakibara muched on some chips while he thought about how earlier during the day he watched Himuro speak to a bunch of girls. The more he watched, the more annoyed he got. Himuro was always getting hit on by girls as well as guys and the more often it happened, the worse Murasakibara’s mood would get.
Tonight just happened to be one of those nights when Himuro was stopped so many times that he was late to meet with Murasakibara thus leading to the current situation.
Murasakibara was pouting in the corner of their dorm room waiting for Himuro to finally come back so they could watch a movie together. The raven-haired boy was already an hour late and Murasakibara got tired of waiting and decided to walk around outside for a while. When he walked outside however, he was surprised to find Himuro pressed up against a wall trying to kindly ask a rather aggressive guy to let him pass.
All of a sudden, Murasakibara flew into a rage. He walked toward the guy and looked down at him.
“If you don’t let go of Muro-chin right now, I’ll crush you.”
Himuro stared up at Atsushi with wide eyes, he had never seen him so angry before and it was a little scary. The guy who was now at the center of the center’s attention quickly ran away. Himuro watched the guy run dazedly before he realized that Atsushi was speaking to him.
“Muro-chin, what were you doing? You’re late.”
Himuro tilted his head to the side and gave Murasakibara his usual gentle smile.
“Ah.. sorry Atsushi, I tried to get to the room but that guy wouldn’t let me go. Whoa!”
Murasakibara looked around for a bit before throwing Himuro over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and walking inside their dorm.
The purple giant sat down on the bed and pulled Himuro into his lap, wrapping his arms possessively around his lithe body.
“Stupid Muro-chin… stop being so pretty.. You belong to me only.”
Himuro’s eyes widened in surprise at Atsushi’s words before he let out a small chuckle and kissed the giant on the cheek.
“Atsushi… you’re so spoiled.”
Murasakibara nuzzled his face against Himuro’s neck and kissed along his jawline.
Himuro let out a content sigh and reached a hand up to cup Murasakibara’s cheek and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.
Kimiko: THE FLUFF ^_^ Huehuehue teddy bear boyfriend <3 I loved this prompt, thank you anon!
Notes: Possessive Atsushi is out to destoy every fangirl’s dreams of ever touching Muro-Chin’s lovely face. There is also a part two to this but it’s sort of unrelated so I cut it in two, “the second part” should be up later. ~Lola