HAVE I OH MY GOD I AM FULFILLING MY MISSION
I can probably guarantee that at some point noragami will break your heart so if that happens my arms will always be open for you darling
#you are the fated person
#hiyori means so much to him
#yato wants a shrine because that'll help him be remembered
#he's scared of being forgotten because he'll stop existing
#because gods survive on human wishes
#and most humans don't constantly remember him
#but there's hiyori
#she keeps saving him she promises to remember him she says she wants more time with him
#she builds him a little shrine and it means so much he starts crying
#and he wants to make her happy she's one of his most important people
#he wants to become a better person for yukine and hiyori
#he's met people that are good for him and he wants to return that
#god of calamity he brings disaster basically and yet he wants to be a good god
#a god people remember for good reasons
#and I think hiyori helped him reach that point
#I feel like she gave him hope that he doesn't have to do bad things
#to be remembered
#uuugggghhhhh this ship this ship otp otp otp
#we all need a hiyori when we feel easily forgotten like yato
#she is his lifeline and he is her god
#sjsmsnksms kaksjsjsjsj my heart
#I forgot what the graphic was......
Theme: bedtime stories
"Oi. Oi, you awake?"
"Oh. Okay… WAIT—!!"
"Stupid…" Titus grumbled, rolling onto his side and holding his pillow to his other ear to drown out the sound of Sphintus’s voice. An unfortunate mishap in rooming led the two sharing one for the year, and had it not been for Aladdin, Titus was positive he still wouldn’t even look twice at Sphintus.
Unfortunately, it was because of Aladdin that he knew Sphintus.
The blond was hardly surprised to feel the pillow yanked from his grasp, merely giving an annoyed growl and shifting to be on his back. A candle had been lit, he assumed, from when Sphintus got up and the flickering flame was enough to create shadows on his face, illuminating enough to show his annoyance.
"I can’t sleep."
"Not my problem," Titus growled and grabbed his pillow.
Sphintus kept his firm hold. “Is too. I’m your roommate. My happiness is your happiness.”
"What kind of logic—?!"
"Tell me a bed time story," he interrupted and sat on the edge of his back, hugging Titus’s pillow to his chest.
"…I don’t know any. Count sheep."
"I already did."
"How high did you go? Four? Five comes next."
"I KNOW THAT!!"
"Could’ve fooled me," Titus grumbled and sighed, releasing his pillow and folding his hands to rest under his head as he stared up at the ceiling. "…Bedtime story, huh?"
Sphintus nodded. “Yeah.”
"Once upon a time… there was an idiot."
"And his name was Sphintus."
"…THAT’S NOT A STORY."
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Frowning, Yato bounced the baby a bit, patting its back as the other supported it from the bottom. The god’s nose wrinkled and his hand moved down to pat the diaper cautiously, body overcome with tremors.
"What?!" she snapped, appearing from around the door and immediately she found a baby shoved in her face.
"Diaper!! His diaper!!! Change it!"
Staring, it took a few moments for the smell to reach her and Hiyori yelped, stumbling back and pinching her nose with two fingers of her left hand. “Y-Yato! I taught you how to do that!”
"But I don’t want to!!"
"You have to! I’m not going to change them forever!"
"Because I don’t want to!"
"But I don’t want to start!" he whined and on cue, their son began to cry, wailing. Giving an irate sigh, Hiyori gently took him from Yato and set him down on the diaper changing table, looking over her shoulder to glare at him and take a deep breath before turning to the baby again, fingers expertly undoing the diaper.
Deciding to make himself useful, Yato ran to the window and opened it, leaning out of the frame as far as he could to breathe in the glorious fresh air.
"I-is it safe?"
His answer was in the form of feeling a small kick to his back, turning to see their son with his brown hair and blue eyes beaming happily at him. Yato’s grin matched his as he took him in his arms again, lifting him over his head and Hiyori just shook her head.
"I told you! Stop calling me and just change it—!"
Cut off by Yato’s lips pressed to hers, she was careful to not hurt their baby held to his chest as she took a step forward to return the kiss. Hands cupped his cheek, touch lingering for a moment when she pulled back and leaned down to press one to their son’s forehead.
"Thank you, Hiyori!"
"You make me change his diaper one more time, I’m making you sleep on the couch."
Jaw dropping as he watched her walk out, it took Yato just a few seconds to regain his wit and stare down at his infant son, frowning.
"Hey, kid. You want to learn how to use a toilet?"