Avatar

HυмιƖιαяє ѕυв ρσтєηтι мαηυ Ɗєι-- ✝

@exorcizamxs-blog / exorcizamxs-blog.tumblr.com

Shiro Fujimoto | Ao No Exorcist | Selective
Avatar
Avatar
rpertriple-m

                                            Strike me down?                                             I’ll get up again.                                                                              I am not invincible,                                                                              but I won’t give up either.

Avatar
Mephisto;
Image
With his attention being drawn from his handheld, Mephisto gazed down upon the priest; brow arching. ❝ Is there something I can help you with ⁇

ℋaʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ—✞

Shiros reply was a stern glare followed by a quite scoff. Hand still resting comfortably in the gentlemen’s personal space.

             “Don’t act like you wheren’t expecting this—”

 He shouldn’t even be there.

Image

“It’s your fault I’m even doing this anyway.”

Avatar
reblogged

Not without casualties;

       The attack had happened fast, and Yukio would never be able to recall all of it, but he would end up recalling being hit from behind and the pain shooting through him as claws racked across the middle of his lower back.  He had turned and at least gotten  a shot off before he had fallen on the fresh wound and blacked out. The shot had done no real damage of course and the last thing he remembered was hearing his dad calling his name, and a thought wondering if he was going to die. 

     He felt something warm squeezing his hand. He had been slipping in and out of consciousness since he was brought to the hospital. He had been medicated to help with the pain and for the time being he had been positioned on his side, instead of on his back so there was no pressure on his fresh wound. So when he forced himself to open his eyes to see what was going on he was a bit surprised to see the world at the angle he was at. 

       He was facing Shiro when he opened his eyes and could just barely make him out since his glasses were off. He couldn’t really feel anything as he lay there and his body felt heavy, but he was awake now. “Dad,” he was able to get out, sounding out of it and weak. 

ℋaʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛʜʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ—✞

It took some restraint to hold back the slew of emotions festering in the pit of the exorcists gut; settling for a small smile and a gentler squeeze of his youngest hand. How he wanted to cry; but he refused. Despite the tears being that of relief and gratitude topped with heart wrenching guilt. 

     “Welcome back.” Shiro sighed in short lived relief—

Image

 Yukio opening his eyes was the first step down a long and painful road. Shiro knew this— Yet his face yielded no sign of worry for his child’s sake. There was no reason to worry him so soon or to mention his physician suspected possible spinal damage. Not until he was fully capable of processing his predicament.

A moment Shiro felt wouldn't come for a good while.

The single father took a nearby cloth from the beside of his youngest and gently wiped the sweat from his brow. Musing aloud;

  “You had me worried there for a moment, kiddo. .”

Avatar

it is impossible to shame me for all my awful ships and kinks. i will just agree with you.

“THAT IS GROSS.”

“yep.”

“THAT’S SO EMOTIONALLY UNHEALTHY.”

“ikr.”

“THAT WOULD BE PSYCHOLOGICALLY DAMAGING.”

“tru.”

“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?”

“many, many things.”

You are using an unsupported browser and things might not work as intended. Please make sure you're using the latest version of Chrome, Firefox, Safari, or Edge.