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entamewitchlulu · 3 years

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that last episode of Healin Good gave me approximately 5ish minutes of DaruNodo interaction and it was really everything I wanted and also with incredible animation so i’m vibrating

thinking once again about how fascinating they are as both perfectly opposite to each other and yet inextricably connected and i have so many emotions tbh

anyway i was gonna apologize for waxing poetic about a ship from a cartoon for nine year olds but then I realized! I’m not sorry! thoughts continued below

like, for one thing, the girls’ new upgraded transformations for Healin Good Arrow are angelic, while the Pathogerms’ evolutions are decidedly demonic, so you’ve already got the demon/angel parallels aesthetically, which I am so so so super into in any possible iteration

But then it’s just like. These two are just so interesting as enemies. They have totally, completely incompatible worldviews that necessitates that they fight each other - Nodoka has grown up surrounded by love and support and the belief that people have to take care of each other, and the desire to give something back to the world that helped her make it through her darkest times. She wants to fix things, to heal, she wants to make people happy and to live life with all the joy she can muster.

Daruizen, on the other hand, is literally a parasitic virus. The only way for him to survive was to take, to hurt. Destroying is the only thing he knows and he thinks that that’s the way it should be. He can’t imagine relying on anyone else, always looking out for himself and no one else - even though he obeys the orders of King Pathogerm, he doesn’t do it out of any sense of loyalty, but only out of his own sense of protecting himself. He can’t see the joy in living things.

These two have to fight each other. There is no other option. Neither of them can live comfortably with the others’ viewpoint, in fact, both of their desired realities actively destroy the other’s.

And yet! There’s also something about them that connects them inextricably that can’t be forgotten. Neither of them would truly exist without the other. For the obvious, Daruizen wouldn’t exist if Nodoka hadn’t been his host. He wouldn’t even be alive without her. But Nodoka, too - her entire worldview stems from a childhood being sick - she’s so enthusiastic about life now that she can live it healthily because her childhood framed her current ideas about the world and her desired reality. If she had never been sick, she’d be a completely different person. Daruizen and Nodoka sharing their lives for a brief time inescapably made who they are today.

And that’s just fascinating to me. I know I’m reading way too far into a cartoon for nine year olds, but the layers to this premise is just so intense that I can’t help it. Two people who would not be themselves without the other, who have no choice but to be opposed to each other - it’s Romantic in the most Gothic sense of the word.

I’m extremely interested to see how their story ends - in any other medium I would say they would have no choice but to end up with either one or both of them destroying each other, but Precure is a little kids’ show, and Daruizen did look pretty surprised here at the end at Nodoka’s determination in her values....

So while I doubt they’ll ever be allies, and Daruizen will likely disappear in some fashion in the way that Precure villains do (from my experience of exactly 1 other precure), I can at least hope that there may be some fundamental change in their relationship as we head towards the end of this series. I’m looking forward to it~

#darunodo #lulu goes meta #i am not sorry for this and i will NOT apologize #you will get my deep thoughts about children's anime and you will like it #healin good precure #anyway i've heard from fans that this is actually a pretty weak precure so i'm really looking forward to seeing more #considering i like this one as much as i do i can only imagine i'll like the others even more #full disclosure this and the original are the only ones i've seen so far lol

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merryfortune · 2 years

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DaruNodo edit that was literally a nightmare because adobe spark just kept freezing whenever I added a photo of Cure Grace so this was partially made in adobe spark and partially made in microsoft word

#merry makes stuff #darunodo #healin good precure #healin good #precure #daruizen #hanadera nodoka

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chuchuprecureart · 4 years

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I don’t care about what happened 28! But I’m defending my ship of Nodoka x Daruizen no matter what happened! Technically they are canon but near the borderline of canonical! But I defend it no matter what until the end of the season!

#healin good spoilers #healin good precure #darunodo #cure grace #daruizen #pretty cure #precure #nodoka hanadera #hg27 #healpre spoilers

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precureficlets · 4 years

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Cute date idea: we go to a botanical garden. you point out a flower and I immediately eat it.

Daruizen to Nodoka, probably

#daruizen #nodoka hanadera #incorrect healin good precure #healin good precure #precure #healin good #source: tumblr #ship related #darunodo #mod merry original

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merryfortune · 3 years

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An Apology to the Lavender Tea Shop

Written for 100ships on Dreamwidth

Prompt 82: Lavender

Ship: Daruizen/Nodoka

Fandom: Healin’ Good PreCure

Word Count: 1,725

Rating: G

Warnings: No Warnings Apply

Tags: Not Canon Compliant, Post Canon, Established Relationship, Fluff, human!Daruizen

Daruizen was beginning to suspect that he and Nodoka had vastly different ideas of what constituted a date.

Daruizen was content to take her out to all the back paddocks, find a nice shady tree and spend some time together doing nothing. Ah, nothing. There was nothing better than doing nothing. Except maybe doing nothing with Nodoka. It was… what’s the word she liked to use? Refreshing, yes, refreshing. To just lay in the grass, feel the wind on their faces, talk about nothing of importance. That’s what Daruizen thought a date was.

Nodoka, however, had a different idea.

Nodoka liked to do things. There was nothing worse than doing things - even if they were with Nodoka. She enjoyed going clothes shopping and going to the mall as a date. Dragging Daruizen into every oversized closet that she spotted, making him try to choose between the dresses that she liked, wearing them for both their amusements, supposedly, more hers than his and force Daruizen to give opinions whatever the difference between cerise and puce was. It was far too restless and busy to be a date, in Daruizen’s opinion.

However, Daruizen would much prefer that over what Nodoka had planned for this date. Daruizen would remember seeing something so ugly, anyone would.

“Isn’t it cute?” Nodoka prompted him and with a careful glance to his side, Daruizen could see stars in Nodoka’s eyes.

“No.” Daruizen bluntly replied - and to the doll in question’s face. “You have bad taste.”

The doll was onion shaped, mostly purple on top with a green bottom. It had a face which was heavily made up, implying excessive make-up such as mascara and lipstick. It sat, prouder than it should, in a glass box embedded in the fence, next to the gate, that threaded around the property of the teahouse it belonged to.

“I don’t think you should be questioning my taste given that I’m seeing you.” Nodoka scolded him.

Daruizen shrugged, “Well, you do have bad taste. Especially for seeing me.” he self-deprecated.

“Well, I think you are plenty cute.” Nodoka asserted.

That’s half the problem, Daruizen thought to himself but he didn’t say it out loud. They were talking in circles. But then Nodoka’s eyes lit up and she giggled to herself. Daruizen rolled his eyes. He had no doubt that she was about to cue up a very bad joke.

“And I think you should find this doll plenty cute, too,” Nodoka added, “because you are Daruizen and it is a Daruma.”

Daruizen rolled his eyes but the muscles in his lips were beyond his control apparently as he did smile. Just a little bit. Nodoka continued to perk up, entirely too proud of her humour which was even worse than her taste in aesthetics, apparently.

“C’mon, let’s go inside, already. I’m getting thirsty standing out in the sun.” Nodoka said. The back of her head felt very shiny with the warmth of the sun that it was absorbing.

“Okay, whatever.” Daruizen relented.

“Yay!” Nodoka smiled.

She grabbed Daruizen’s hand and tugged him along inside the garden that was on the other side of the fence and encircled the actual location of their date. Nodoka had a skip in her step and Daruizen bobbed along behind her, stumbling over the stone path as she led him along. They went up the steps and Nodoka pushed open the glass door. Above her, bells tinkled to announce their arrival and Daruizen, who preferred to be anonymous, was a little bit embarrassed by that.

He scanned his surroundings. It was quiet it despite it being mid-morning so he felt vaguely consoled that he and Nodoka would have this place to themselves but there was something about this place. About how the sunlight filtered in from the big, fanciful windows and even in the smell of the air: fruity, milky, even sweet. There was something vaguely familiar about the floral decorations here and the rich coloured wooden floorboards. Daruizen recognised most if not all of it. Thus his budding realisation finally bloomed. He had been here once before. Then the owner of the establishment appeared before him and Nodoka and realisation became certainty.

“Nodoka!” this man exclaimed, smiling widely. “It is so good to see you again, my sweet!”

“Mikio!” Nodoka greeted him back excitedly. “It’s always my pleasure to come around. I’ve brought a friend this time.”

Nodoka put a funny accent on how she spoke the word ‘friend’ to make it seem otherwise. She even cuddled up to Daruizen as she said it, tugging his arm along and coiling his arm into a very possessive, very girlfriend-y embrace that made Daruizen frown. Frown and blush.

Mikio smiled knowingly, he nodded his head with a sage demeanour, “A friend of Nodoka’s is always welcome here.”

Nodoka’s expression faltered, “About that, Mikio…” She looked pleadingly at Daruizen.

Mikio blinked, a little bit confused and Daruizen growled to himself. This was the part of the date that he hadn’t been looking forward to. Otherwise, compared to Nodoka’s hectic shopping dates that had them running around all over the place and through overcrowded buildings, this would have been perfectly peaceful. To just lounge around a cafe, eating and drinking, that was perfectly acceptable to the hedonistic Daruizen but he wasn’t just hedonistic. He was egotistical and even though his pride as a Byougen General was already incredibly busted to due to his current circumstances as a human, or humanlike, Daruizen adhered to Nodoka’s prompting. And so, he bowed his head to Mikio, even if it was only a couple of degrees forward.

“We’ve met before, sir,” Daruizen said through gritted teeth, “and I would like to apologise for how I behaved and acted back then. I hurt you and your shop. I’m sorry.” He was practically spitting as he spoke but it made Nodoka happy.

Mikio was still quite stunned but then he realised. He made an odd noise but then smiled. It appeared that he had cottoned on to what Daruizen - and Nodoka - were implying. After all, the Pretty Cures and their not so secret identities were open secrets in the town but the enemies that they had vanquished. That was a bit more tenuous with a lot of questions so it was good that Mikio was clever enough on the uptake.

“I believe in fresh starts, young man,” Mikio told him, “I accept your apology.”

“Thanks.” Daruizen muttered as he pulled himself back up.

Mikio continued to beam kindly, “But that’s enough gum flapping, don’t you think?” he asked. “Why don’t I seat you two and bring over some menus?” he suggested.

“Fwow, that sounds wonderful.” Nodoka agreed.

Daruizen didn’t have much to say to that but at least Nodoka had released him from her grip. That was quite relieving. So, he and Nodoka trailed after Mikio who gave them a seat by the window that got entirely too much sunlight in Daruizen’s opinion but it did have a splendid view. He took after Nodoka in that regard. He liked the look of plants more now than he did before, how they basked so peacefully regardless of rain or shine. He would be content enough to trade himself between staring at it and at Nodoka.

They sat down together and looked over the menu. It had a lot of writing on it and looked quite pretty laminated as it was with pressed flowers adorning it, too. Daruizen let Nodoka order whatever she wanted for them both. So, they ended up with a pot of the signature lavender tea as well as a slice of the devil’s chocolate cake for Daruizen and vanilla angel cake for Nodoka.

Both cakes, when they arrived, looked normal enough, per the box mixes that Nodoka’s parents used, but they were both flourished with flower petals which Daruizen found odd. He didn’t think they were edible and yet, Nodoka was heartily tucking into her angel cake - and enjoying it tremendously per the blissed out look on her face. A look which Daruizen had to admit, was very cute. So, not wanting to be left behind by the rapid pace that Nodoka was eating at, Daruizen had a few spoonfuls of his chocolate cake too - and he didn’t even avoid the flower petals. Although, they did crinkle oddly and sugarily on his tongue compared to how thick and moist the case was. Still, it wasn’t bad.

It was just that pot of tea that Daruizen eyed even more dubiously than the flower petals on his cake. It did not smell even remotely drinkable to Daruizen. He watched with some horror as Nodoka drank it very delicately and with a soothed smile on her face. However, she did notice Daruizen’s hesitance.

“Please,” she begged him, “just a sip. It's Mikio’s specialty after all.”

“Ugh, fine.” Daruizen said but not before topping up his glass with the complementary ice water from the table, just in case he had to wash the horrible taste out.

Nodoka, meanwhile, poured out the tea for Daruizen. She loved the lavender laden smell of it and was gentle with the teacup as she nudged it closer to him. Daruizen, however, had no grace as he picked it up and sampled it with a very haphazard bottom’s up approach.

And yet, for all his predisposed grouching, Daruizen reacted quite reasonably to the tea. It was warm on his tongue in a way that soup was not warm, it was lighter and infinitely more floral but it didn’t taste bad. He drank a little bit more quite willingly and his expression lightened to Nodoka’s utter delight.

“Do you like it?” she asked.

“I, um, do.” Daruizen said, getting embarrassed that he was being so juvenile about liking some niche flavour of tea.

“That’s good.” Nodoka smiled. “After our morning tea settles, do you want to go out and explore the garden? Everything from the tea leaves to the added flavours are all grown here after all. Isn’t that fascinating?”

“Er yeah…” Daruizen agreed and he smiled a very small smile. “I would like that.”

Nodoka smiled brilliantly upon hearing that Daruizen liked that even more than the idea of wandering the garden or even the taste of his chocolate cake and especially more than the lavender flavoured tea, even if it was quite delicious despite his initial reservations.

#100ships challenge #darunodo #daruizen (precure)#cure grace #nodoka hanadera #hanadera nodoka #healin good precure #precure #healin good #writing tag #this is an idea i've had since last year so its good to finally put it to paper

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merryfortune · 3 years

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Un-Love You Challenge: 06. I want to need you

Ship: Daruizen/Nodoka

Fandom: Healin’ Good PreCure

Word Count: 2.7k

Synopsis: There's a pity in wanting and in needing, pity that Nodoka obliges when Daruizen, in the form of a Nanobyougen, asks for a little more than just refuge.

A faint tap, tap, tap on her widow competed with the scratch, scratch, scratch of Nodoka’s pencil in her work booklet as she completed a bout of English homework and study. At first, she had thought it her imagination but there was something pitiful, like a baby bird, about this noise so she decided, sliding her chair back, the sound of the feet dragging on the wooden floorboards was musical, it was time to investigate and so, she did.

She stood by her far side window: it was huge and she always felt caught up in some awe of the wind and sunshine and in that glint, she saw it. Small and tiny and yes, something incredibly pitiful and Nodoka’s heart ached. Not for a baby bird, although that was almost accurate as she thought of what was fought for by the lakeside that an arborist cherished, but for something else.

“Daruizen…? Is that you?” Nodoka murmured as she caught this tiny little thing in her hands upon opening the window.

He looked up at her. His body was small and bulbous save for his wiry, leathery wings but admittedly, he didn’t look like much. Not compared to the final iteration of his self that Nodoka had seen and had vanquished as Cure Grace. Oh, she remembered him as being as colossal as a skyscraper and as being so resistant to how she and her friends could fight him because of all the Mega Parts that he had inserted into himself.

He had gone from being a giant among villains to being able to fit in the palm of Nodoka’s hand. He resembled Shindoine in this form: round and winged, not much by the way of being humanlike or anything else like that but apparently, he was still capable of emotions, of speech.

He looked up at her with a wounded expression, teardrops in the corners of his acidic yellow eyes, “Help me, please, Cure Grace.”

Nodoka grimaced. She sighed and she still felt the sunshine on her face. She still felt that what her past deeds unto Daruizen were right and justified. Rabirin’s words as a confidante and source of direction rang true to her right now and in her ear and yet, her heart ached for the misery that she held in her hands.

Daruizen turned shy in her hands. His wings cramped and crowded him as he hung what little of his head that he could, in shame. Nodoka moved a hand and Daruizen shuddered. She was gentle as she pet the top of his head with her fingertip, considering what she ought to do.

She had wanted to help him but that past tense to her desire was quickly becoming present tense. Without Rabirin, or even Asumi, to defer to on short notice for counsel, it was up to Nodoka to make her own decisions and she knew in her heart that she was a good, kind person and she wanted to extend the help that she had received from friends, family, and medical professionals to even the undeserving like Daruizen. She sighed.

“I’ve hopefully built up enough immunity to you, after everything that’s happened.” Nodoka murmured but her brows pinched forward. “However, if you do anything untoward then there will be consequences.” She said that even when she stroked the top of his head.

Daruizen cuddled up to her. As though he were making a promise to behave but Nodoka was sceptical of him. Even if he looked all adorable and pathetic in this form. She sighed. Disappointed in herself that she was even letting him melt her heart like this. She just knew if Rabirin were here, she would disapprove but as she was not, all that mattered was Daruizen’s approval and already, Nodoka could feel him leech life energy from herself through her finger. Like a pinprick.

He nattered pleasantly and already, Nodoka could see some difference in his Nano-Byougen form. His wings fluttered and he was eager for more but Nodoka bopped him on the head.

“No.” she scolded him. “You’re only allowed a little bit per day. I - I’m still really scared of when you went berserk with the Mega Parts… I don’t want that happening again.” The strength her voice quavered when she revealed her fear.

Daruizen’s eyes glimmered. They neither softened or hardened; showed sympathy nor harshness; showed only that he had heard Nodoka and he had listened to her, too. And so, with a tender uneasiness, Nodoka allowed Daruizen into her life once more.

She returned to her desk to study and Daruizen stayed nearby, as though chained or leashed to her presence. He was mostly unnoticeable but Nodoka felt distinctly irritated to have him around. Even as she tried to do her homework, their previous encounters played hard and fast and sharp in her head. It was difficult to believe that such a powerful foe and combatant, one who had so closely rivalled her in every step of the way on her journey of being a Pretty Cure could be rendered so lowly and microscopic. That he even remained at all.

Yet despite this friction between them, Nodoka found it did get easier. Though there had been many a moment wherein she had been tempted to keep him all locked up in a jar, she didn’t. Every couple of hours in the daylight, she gave him a little bit of herself to have a nibble on. That, too, got easier as well.

At first, it felt a pinprick and then, Nodoka didn’t notice it at all. What was once a chore to her, soon became something that she looked forward to or even enjoyed. Of course, “soon” spanned many days, even a month or so. It wasn’t something that happened swiftly like a river, more like the slow erosion that one would have caused by surging through a valley.

Daruizen’s gratitude became cute to her. The way his face lit up when the energy he absorbed was particularly rich with good vibrations and energising magic; the way his wings scrunched up when Nodoka had had a crummy day and it was reflecting in the residual magic that he fed off her. Either way, these little in between moments were becoming increasingly precious to Nodoka.

Even if they didn’t speak much - as in having grand conversations - it was still apparent that he was only doing this for himself. He wanted what he had lost back and honestly, Nodoka couldn’t blame him for that. She wanted her own magic as Cure Grace back pretty badly as well. Not that her health was failing or otherwise declining since giving up the rod, but it wasn’t exactly superhuman. Nodoka had gotten less paper cuts, less bumps and scratches having her alter ego Cure Grace around, she observed. She could even run a little bit farther on her running route as well, she had had to shorten it as well now that it had been several months since she had last felt the power of being a Pretty Cure course through her.

So yeah, she could understand why Daruizen wanted to be a big, mean Terabyougen again. She just hoped that when it was all done and dusted, he wasn’t going to be that big or that mean. He was pretty manageable, and even downright adorable, being this small and useless.

As peculiar as their relationship was - calling them host and parasite was probably the most accurate way to describe the nuances of their relationship, she thinks - Nodoka had gotten used to him. She was even going to miss him when he had gotten his powers back and decided to vanish. Doing whatever it was that armyless Terabyougens do, Nodoka supposed.

She had even let him sleep with him as of late. Again, really. Just like old times in a stretch of the imagination. After all, they had been literally inseparable for several years in Nodoka’s childhood and preadolescence. Even if they were mostly oblivious to each other, but he did make a good little bed bug. He didn’t bite.

Daruizen would brood on her pillow, just by her face and together, they would sleep. Sometimes, Daruizen would rest against her face and Nodoka would enjoy just how velvety he felt, even if it was a velvet streaked with grease or oil and she would wake up with some sort of smear to wipe off his morning and he enjoyed her warmth. The warmth that humans emanated was gentle, it was uncubatory and safe, completely unlike the unrelenting and horrible warmth of the magmic, undermined world of the Byougens.

Even so, their routine was very touch and go. The cat might have been out of the bag regarding the Pretty Cures and her parents knowing about all of that was well past gone but it was a completely different feline to worry about if they were to find out that one of those monsters was still around. And even worse, living under their roof with their precious daughter but somewhere in amongst those daily cycles of giving Daruizen the table scraps of her energy, she had forgotten that one day, it might be entirely possible that her parents, or her friends, might find out about him.

Daruizen had latched onto her fingers as per usual to have a feed of her energy whilst she flipped through the book she was meant to be reading for literature class when there was a bright light. Daruizen had eaten his fill and so, he reverted to his previous form, more evolved than his present.

Nodoka was blinded as Daruizen transformed in front of her. She stumbled back off her chair and even fell onto the floor as she looked up at the unfolding cataclysm of white and red and black. From the kitchen below, she could hear her parents call and fuss for her but she could hardly find her voice as she bore witness to the rebirth of the Byougens General Daruizen. Her heart hammered in her chest and all she could do was tremble as her room was filled with these blinding lights.

Yet it wasn’t because he was her enemy that she was horrified. Nodoka was horrified, she was actually wondering if that’s what it was like to transform into Cure Grace in front of others and just before that wondering could transform into a reverie, she was accosted by Daruizen. She heard the dull thumps of his feet landing on the floor, then she heard the sound of knees dropping on the wooden floorboards and was completely blindsided as she felt arms surge out from the light and embrace her. They were tight, either side of her and she was brought down to her knees by it.

Daruizen was hugging her. He emanated this spiky gratitude yet despite how offensive it was, it felt fragile too. Fit to break if Nodoka did so much as breathe. She was just barraged with this clingy affection as he hugged her, buried his face into her shoulder and there was a sob. It was awful, somewhere between swallowed and completely cried out.

Nodoka’s hands twitched and unthinkingly, despite that fragility that bawled, Nodoka hugged him back. When that light faded, he was human. Or maybe just human enough, Nodoka realised as he cradled him. His horns were smaller than before: tiny, little nubs of velvet. His face had a pinker colouration to it than before, when he had been of such a mossy pallor. Even his clothes weren’t quite so sharp, they were softer, rounder, and even more floral by the embroidery. The red which was once like dried blood was now an earthier brown.

This was a Daruizen who was not quite human but not quite a devil either. A new type of Terabyougen, perhaps? Nodoka didn’t know but she could see where her help had patched him up. He was healthier than before, so to speak. She let go of a flurry of anxiety that Daruizen might be on the cusp of attacking her, backstabbing the kindness that she had shown him but no. She didn’t think it was going to be like that.

“A-Are you okay?” Nodoka asked, stuttering with a tinge of surprise. “Are you scared?”

Daruizen growled.

Nodoka shuddered. It was a harsh, rasping noise from the bottom of his throat and it spooked her.

“Yes…” Daruizen finally admitted after that moment of broken repose.

“You poor thing… It was scary for the first time for me, too. Not knowing what was happening to my body, the surge of new energy and magic…” Nodoka consoled him.

“That’s not it.” Daruizen sharply intoned.

His raised voice scared Nodoka again. Her body freezing as she felt the fangs of his voice in her skin but again, when it was all over, and Daruizen could find it within himself to behave, she relaxed and it felt like she was shaking off a dousing of ice-cold water.

“I’m scared of leaving you.” Daruizen murmured and every word was so difficult for him to say but he said it. And he said some more, pressing on. “I’m scared of losing you.”

Nodoka blinked, “What do you mean…?” she asked.

Daruizen pulled back and Nodoka was harrowed by his facial expression. He was mid-bawl, tears and all. He held onto the mid of her shoulders before his clawed hands slipped downwards, along her willowy limbs and all to timidly hold her hands.

“I - I want to need you.” he sobbed.

“Pardon?” It still did not compute with Nodoka.

“I-I want your light.” Daruizen didn’t know how else to explain it. “I want your love.” Every breath he took was painful as he revealed all his icky feelings to her. “You are my beginning and my end and I - and I’m scared of not having you. Of being cast aside by you or torn away from you. There is nothing left in this world for me but I stayed. I survived. A-All because I wanted to return to you. I - I want to be healed and - and now that I am. I don’t want to be because it might mean losing to you again.”

Nodoka was shaken to hear such passionate words from Daruizen. The begging and the confessing. It was so utterly selfish but it was so utterly him as well, desperately clinging to what he had as it no longer came so easy or so simple to him. Nodoka sighed. Her expression softened and she reached out to Daruizen. She pet the top of his head and his hair was soft as silk. Slowly, Daruizen began to calm down. He swallowed a hard lump in his throat and he sank into Nodoka’s lap. He cuddled up to her, trying to make himself small again, just like a Nanobyougen, bringing up his legs to his chest as he held onto her.

“There, there,” she murmured, “I understand now.”

Daruizen turned his head slightly so he could see Nodoka, even if it was through the strands of his fringe. He was shy, trying to hide his outburst and ugly emotions. It didn’t suit him, he thought, with his tail literally between his legs. But it also suited him, or at the very least Nodoka, to be soothed. To have his head stroked and be told everything was alright.

“I’ve always wanted to see the best in you and as forces of nature - the good and bad, the sick and the healthy - we’re always going to be in tandem so I want there to be balance too. Some way to meet in the middle, so Daruizen… I want you to need me too. I like being the heroine after all.” Nodoka replied.

“I’m glad.” Daruizen’s voice was faint as he replied, he closed his eyes as Nodoka kept consoling him, with her voice, with her hand, with all of her heart and soul.

#unlove you challenge #darunodo #healin good precure #precure #healin good #hanadera nodoka #cure grace #daruizen #writing tag

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