Homestuck imagines {DISCONTINUED}

Rufioh X Reader #2

From the moment the sun peeks through your window to the instant moonlight illuminates the land, you feel alone. Every moment of every day, simply alone. You found yourself in Alternia a few months ago, and you only have met one troll who was nice to you. His name is Rufioh Nitram, a rustblood troll with incredible bull-like horns and breathtaking wings.

Rufioh seems to be very popular among the other trolls. That's not exactly a surprise to you... He's super funny, his confidence could be considered 'motivational', he genuinely cares about his moirails... but because he's so awesome, you can't seem to snag more than a couple minutes of his time before someone else comes along and takes him away.

The other trolls seem sullen towards you. Whenever you see one, you smile, hoping for a positive response. All you've gotten are cold shoulders, growls, glares, eye rolls, and even a flip of the middle finger. You've stopped leaving home, except to get food. That also rarely happens, because you don't know what kind of food it is they have on Alternia. Sometimes you choke down what looks like peanuts, but you shudder when you think what they might actually be.

Rufioh always tells you to call him if you need something. You really, really want to call him, because you need something... you need a friend, but you're afraid he'll be busy. Instead, you're just lying on the couch in your living room, a candle lit in the middle of your table and your favourite album playing quietly and soothingly.

As you begin your 3rd consecutive hour of staring at the ceiling, lost in your thoughts, you begin to wonder why you're even on Alternia in the first place. You have no idea how you even got here... Was there a reason? You were so much happier on Earth, so why would you suddenly be alone and miserable on a planet of gray freaks?

Your eyes become heavy. After having been in the same position for 3 hours, you don't want to move your body. Not like there is anybody to see or anything to do anyways. There was nothing to do but sleep. Your foot pokes around on the CD player to find the off button. Instead, your toes get caught on the cord and yank the device to the floor.

The crash that followed the cord is not a pleasant one. The rickety end table you sat it on comes tumbling down with it, spilling magazines and papers everywhere. You lunge from your comfortable spot on the couch to avert the crisis, but to no avail. With your now broken CD player, a crack in your favorite CD, and a messy living room, you lose it.

It seems like you can't even relax at home! Tears of frustration trail down your flustered cheeks, and you abscond as soon as possible. You storm to the closet in the hallway, satisfyingly slamming it as you enter. You cleared out the closet to have a dark, small place to gather yourself in when you got upset. It always works, and right now is no exception. You immediately become lost in a trance, and drift off to sleep.

~Timeskip~

Smoke. Heat. Flames. You wake up to the intensity of smoke filling your lungs, your body blazing hot, and you look over... flames are licking the underside of the door, trying to get in. The candle! You left the candle burning! An immediate wave of shock and terror washes over you. You know better than to open the door and grant the flames acess to your safe haven, but its only a matter of time before they curl in anyways.

You don't hesitate to reach for your phone. Before you can do anything, you realize that you don't know the emergency number on Alternia. Your fear grows, pressing large tears out of your eyes. The only other option is Rufioh, but what if he's... you almost punch yourself for worrying about whatever he may be busy with, and you hit call.

The 10 second wait for Rufioh to pick up is intense. The flames have already started to charr the door, and you know you don't have long. He finally picks up. "Hey, doll, what's--" he starts. Your panic causes you to yell into the phone. "RUFIOH, MY FUCKING HOUSE IS ON FIRE!!" you sob brokenly into the phone. "I'M TRAPPED IN MY FUCKING CLOSET AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!" you scream.

There's no response but a click on the other end. You shakily lower the phone from your ear. You can't even think right. The smoke filling your lungs begins to sting, causing you to cry out even more. Your head feels light and dizzy. You can't breathe. You can't even open your eyes. Before you know it, black fuzz starts to frame your vision. Inching slowly across your stare, you fall unconcious.
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Rufioh is in a rush. He has taken off, flying as swiftly as he can to reach your hive, but he can't help but have a sublte fear. What if he is too late? He doesn't want to lose such an amazing person before he knows her. He shakes his head, trying to send away the fear, and he stiffens into a faster speed.

Rufioh sees the blazing light. How he can get in to get you is beyond him, but he doesn't care. Without a single thought, he dives into the scorching hot flames, ignoring the searing, blistering pain. You said you were in a closet.... Rufioh flings open every door in your charred hive, hoping to find you alive. You aren't behind any of the doors, and he begins to worry.

Biting his lip nervously, he sees one final door. The frame of the door is unstable and burning, and there is a ton of debris in front of it. "(NAME)!!!" he yells frantically. Tears sting his eyes as the seemingly-brave troll begins whimpering, trying his best to clear the debris as fast as possible. Once able to open the door, he reaches for the handle, whick immediately cracks off. The shaky door frame cracks, sending a charred plank down. Rufioh can't take it.

He takes his boot-clad foot and stomps into the door. With every blow, the door cracks more and more. The hive makes a sickly creaking noise, he hears the stairs collapsing. With a final foot bash on the door, he kicks it off of its hinges, presenting him with what he was looking for-- you were curled up on the floor, and you weren't moving.

With no time to waste, he grabs you, throws you over his shoulder and flies straight up through a hole in the roof. The two of you barely make it through the hole before your hive then collapses, emitting a loud crash sending embers and ash everywhere. Rufioh smiles brightly, relieved that he was able to save you from that burning hell. He takes off at full speed, keeping a tight, protective grip on your body.

~Another Timeskip~

Your eyes open slowly, gaining focus. Your lungs are sore from the strain of the smoke that had been there, your head is pounding, and your whole body stings. When the blurriness leaves your vision, you take in the sight in front of your eyes. You're in a strange, unknown respiteblock. It is secluded and isolated from any other buildings from what you can observe through the window. Where are you?

You try to sit up, and you groan painfully as the surprisingly few yet excruciating burns on your body are disturbed. You aren't wearing any clothes, but are just covered by a thin, rusty-orange sheet. That color... its Rufioh's color! You immediately feel embarassment soar within you. Had he undressed you when you were unconcious?! You lose that thought immediately as your focus shifts towards the door that has started to creak open slowly.

"W-who's there?" you inquire with a hoarse, strained voice. "(name), you're awake!" a familiar voice chimes. Rufioh steps into the room. If you looked at him, you could never guess he spent time in a burning hive! He strides over to you excitedly and takes a seat at the foot of the bed. "Heh, I thought you were dead!" he lets out a huge sigh of relief. You manage to crack a painful smile. "Rufioh..." you start.

Before you continue, you notice him shaking slightly. A streak of brown-ish liquid glistens on his cheek. "Rufioh... are you... ugh... o-okay?" you manage to ask. He lets out a low chuckle, and takes your hand. "I thought you were gone, (name). If you died... I...." he barely chokes out. He takes a deep breath and continues. "I could never forgive myself." he wipes his cheeks.

What does he mean? Your confused look seems to ask that question for you, and he holds your hand tightly. "You're my moirail, doll. The best one I've ever had." he chuckles softly again. "Th.... thank you. So much." you say, barely a whisper. He looks at you, blushing hard. "I'm glad you're safe." you can tell he's trying hard to keep from letting his gaze drop any lower.

You look down to see that the sheet is NOT where it should be. You let out a squeak of embarassment and pull it up to your chin, covering your chest. "Heheh, sorry doll... I thought you should be out of your clothes, they looked as though they were burning you." he rubs the back of his neck nervously. It was now your turn to blush. Your flushcrush stripped you while youwere unconcious... wow.

"Uh.. you need anything, doll?" he stammers, trying to change the subject. You can't help but giggle. "How about some clothes?" you smile, watching his face flush a deeper brown. He nods, and walks over to the closet. After rustling around some things, he holds up another set of what he was wearing: a red shirt with a bone vest bearing the Taurus symbol and black ripped jeans with red in the rips.

"This is all I have." he's trying his hardest not to laugh at your expression. You slowly stand up, keeping the sheet wrapped tightly around yourself. "Rufioh.. I don't know how to thank you. You saved my life!" you say, wincing at the pain in your head. "What, was I supposed to let you burn, doll?" he smirks playfully. You smile, and he leaves the room so you can get dressed.

You slide on the pants, which are extremely baggy on you; Rufioh is much taller and had more meat on his bones. You find a piece of rope in the closet and tie it around, hoping it will stay up. You put on the oversized shirt, followed by the thick vest material. You secretly thank God that the vest covers your chest, seeing as you don't have a bra.

You finish smoothing the clothes on your body and open the door to a breathtaking main room. Rufioh sits on a comfortable looking chair, waiting patiently. "Rufioh, I think I should be going h--" you stop in the middle of your sentence. Of course you couldn't go home. You don't have one.

You have no shelter, no clothes or possessions... all of the pictures you had of you family on Earth are now ashes. Everything you had... its just gone. The looming realization sinks in heavily, tears pushing behind your eyes. You probably look so stupid to Rufioh right now... You sink into a chair, still trying to hold your tears back.

"(Name), doll, don't be afraid to cry. You just lost super meaningful stuff..." he slowly walks over to you. "I'm your moirail. I'm here for you, doll." he gives you a delicate hug. You nod, shaking, and let the floodgates open. With a single blink of your eyes, the tears start torrenting down your face. You melt into sobs, burying your face in Rufioh's chest. You feel yourself being moved gently, and you're now curled up on his lap, letting the endless waves of sobs wash over you.

All of your memories, hobbies, possessions... they're all gone. You continue sobbing into Rufioh's chest, his arms wrapped loosely around you, for what seems like an eternity. When your sobs subside to weeps, weeps to sniffles, and sniffles to sighs, you sit up and look at Rufioh. He has been teary with you, a few streaks of orange on his face.

"R-rufioh..." you wipe your eyes and shiver slightly. "What do I do n-now?" you ask. You bury your head in your hands, trying to somehow drain the redness from your eyes. You feel pressure of a hand under your chin, and you obediently look up. "(name), I want you to live with me." he says, his face serious and tinted with concern. Live with him?! He had to be joking!

"I don't... want to cause--" he cuts you off by lifting a finger to your lips. "You won't cause me any trouble, doll, I insist, please. I want to know you're safe, you know?" You can't help but let a smile creep across your face. He wraps his arms around you again, pulling you close and giving you a tight hug.

"Let me be the one you call, if you jump I'll break your fall, lift you up and fly away with you into the night. If you need to fall apart, I can mend a broken heart, if you need to crash, then crash and burn, your not alone." Rufioh recites the words so perfectly, fluently, clearly... passionately... You pull back from his hug to look at him. All he does is give you a nervous smile. "Its a favorite song of mine." he chuckles.

The words touched you. 'you're not alone...' keeps playing through your head. The three words nobody has ever said to you. The three words you've always longed to hear. You smile, hugging him intently. "Thank you..." is all you can get out. He hugs you back, turning his head slightly to whisper in your ear. "Those clothes look incredible on you, by the way." he says. After a brief moment of silence, the two of you burst into uncontrollable laughter.

His statement cracks you both up so much that you're literally sprawled out on the floor laughing, clutching your stomachs. There is no actual reason that you find it funny, but neither of you seem to care. Your rioting laughter is short lived, and you break into a coughing fit. Laughing and coughing at the same time, Rufioh pulls you into his lap, papping your back rhythmically. You eventually sigh in relief as you catch your breath.

"Hey doll, you know the line that mentions flying?" his face has a hopeful gleam. You pick up exactly what he is asking. You're unsure of quite how to respond. It sounds rather romantic, enjoyable... something to take you mind off of your current state of affairs. On the other hand, you are scared of heights... a rather irrational but intense fear.

He seems to read you like an open book. "Its okay if not, just... y'know, if you want to." he says. Your heart breaks at his words. "N-no, it sounds like a lot of fun, just...." you stammer. "I'm really scared of heights, Rufioh..." he wraps an arm around your shoulder. "You can trust me, I won't let anything happen." he whispers. His protective words detonate an explosive blush that stains your cheeks.

With a simple nod of your head, his face lights up right away, almost jumping to his feet. He reaches out his hand, pulling you up with him. You stumble, falling towards him a bit. "Careful, doll!" he chirps as he catches you. His excitement to take you flying is overwhelming to him, and he isn't afraid to show you! He takes your hand and runs to the roof with you. As your paces slow down to a mere stand, you both take the moment to gaze up at the astounding, starlit sky. The moon, illuminating the land... only this time you aren't alone like you usually are.

Rufioh slowly reaches his arms around your waist, locking his grip with a secure squeeze. His breath is warm on the back of your head, and a small shiver erupts within your upper spine. "Are you ready, doll?" he asks in a delicate, reassuring tone. "I think so..." you whisper. And with that, Rufioh takes a running jump, then a leap of faith. He doesn't pick up the wind with his wings right away like you expect him to, and you let out a cry of terror.

When it feels as though you are only feet from the ground, his wings fan out and sends the two of you soaring upwards. Your heart beats at the speed of light, watching the land below swim past. Its breathtaking.... you eventually calm down a bit more, releasing the death grip you don't realize you have on Rufioh's arms. "R-rufioh! This... this is amazing!" you chime happily.

He lets out a wild laugh, turning you around so you're facing him rather than the ground. The sudden position change sends another rush of fear into you and you let out a whimper. You throw your arms around him to secure yourself. The adrenaline in your body is pumping, and all you can think about is not falling. Rufioh's wings flutter a bit, recapturing the wind and steadying both of you as you fly.

"Don't be scared, doll, I've got you." he says almost sympathetically. He give you a tight, reassuring squeeze at your waist. Your grip around his neck loosens, and he smiles down at you. A bug flies into his hair, and you reach your hand up and away from its secure position by your chest, flicking it off. The wind feels amazing running through your fingers... You giggle a bit as you rotate your wrist, the wind slipping past your hand at different angles.

A hand presses the back of your head, and Rufioh puts his chin on your shoulder. "Reach for the sky, Angel." he whispers. His words send a wave of electricity through your heart, and you allow a deep blush to claim your cheeks. Without another thought, your arms shoot out, the wind spills by them as if you are on a roller coaster. Your excitement presses a passionate cheer out of your throat, and you let yourself bask in the adrenaline of flight.

You want this moment to last forever; soaring through the night sky, wrapped in the arms of... what do trolls call it? Your flushcrush? And you're happy. You just lost your entire everything, and you're elated. Being with Rufioh... your heart skips a beat as you think his name. Rufioh. Rufioh. Rufioh.

Your arms are getting cold from the strong breeze, and you lower them back down, folding them against your chest. He flaps his wings again. Rufioh looks down at you with the most serene face you've ever seen on anyone. You look up, returning a smile. Before you can even blink, you suddenly feel a warm, soft pair of lips press against yours. Your brain struggles to register this moment, and you can't think anything other than 'my flushcrush... is.... kissing me.'

Your shock begins to drain away, and you begin to return the kiss with as much passion as he has given you. Your body feels numb, all of your focus on Rufioh. Slowly, he pulls back. You'd become so numb with passion and lustful adrenaline that you don't notice right away that the two of you had landed safely on his roof.

He brings his hands to your head, holding it gently. "I... heh... I'm flushed for you, (name). I really, truly am." he says softly. Your heart churns, taking what he had just said to you. He loves you. You feel as though your life has opened up, as though you are reborn. To mean something to someone is what you've always wanted, and now is your chance.

"I'm..." your voice catches in your throat as you feel tears well up in your eyes. He pulls you close to his chest, and you hear his heart beating. Such a calming rhythm... "I'm f-flushed for you too, Rufioh!" your voice breaks as you speak, and you feel him shaking against you. A single orange tear drops on to your head, and you look up to see his face.

His eyes are closed, tears leaking through his eyelids. He has a tense smile, strained to keep smiling. The sight is sad and sweet at the same time. "Will you be my matesprit, doll?" he says shakily. All you can do is whisper 'yes' before letting tears take over your cheeks. The two of you lower yourselves to the roof and lie down. "(name), you have no idea how happy I am." he says, trying to keep his voice steady through the tears. "Rufioh... I.. I always felt alone... and with you here... now..." you stammer quietly, unable to complete your sentence.

He pulls you to him so that you are cuddled up next to his side with your head on his chest. Your tears as well as his glisten under the moonlight. "Doll, I wanted to be with you all the time, but... everyone kept demanding for me." he quietly says. You nuzzle into his side. "You don't need to explain, Rufioh. We're here now, right?" you whisper, surprised at your articulation.

He puts his hand behind your head and leans over to kiss your forehead. Under the starry night, a shooting star streaks the sky. All you've ever wanted is to be loved. But it seems as though your wish has already come true. He takes your hand in his and sticks your arms up with his, letting a gentle breeze flow by your interlocked fingers. He leans over. "Reach for the sky, Angel." he whispers.

With a final kiss, the two of you drift off to sleep under the night sky. Hand in hand. Heart to heart. ♉

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