Blue Blooded

Ruki Mukami ;; SHSL Aristocrat M: 0 ☓ D: 0 ☓ E: 0 - ♔ -

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Mukami Ruki | @mkoxov

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[gardeneur]

reunion long overdue. + {ruki&kou}

By the time the two boys made their exit from the dance, it was already well into the night. They’re vampires, that much is undeniable truth. Walking around in the dead of night should be as natural as breathing to them. Yuma found it difficult to accustom himself to; difficult to simply wander in the dead of night like lurking monsters. Monsters… yeah. That’s right. Monsters weren’t very well appreciated here on the islands— even less so considering the lack of a proper escape. In a macabre sense, Jabberwock Islands simply became another orphanage. Another prison.

He hated it. Yuma, despite finding some lights in the tunnel, felt trapped once more. Trapped… with his brothers once more.

"S’this one," Yuma blurts out. Room #179. Ruki’s room. It felt.. a little dirty to him. To purposefully separate a would-be tight-knit family in a setting such as this…

"Y’think he’s sleepin’?" … Better idea. Absently, Yuma’s knuckle knocks on the door’s body. “Y’got th’more annoyin’ voice, you call for ‘im. If he don’t open, I’m breakin’ it down.”

Yuma wasn’t well-known for bright ideas.

[eyedolizes]

Despite Yuma’s warnings, Kou remained carefree. Perhaps alarmingly so.

His time here had still been so short that he had yet to grasp the actual gravity of the situation. It was all a joke, really, one he openly laughed at and ridiculed. What neither realized, however, was that it probably wasn’t that at all. Kou, like his brothers, knew what true suffering was. He understood it, they were acquainted; he had practically kissed total despair on the mouth and gave her every last drop of his humanity to continue living. Only to be trapped again, it seemed. And he knew that. They were trapped, once again; Kou was choosing to ignore it. In his deep rooted subconscious, this was a defense mechanism. ♪

But of course he did not suggest any of this to his brother. Yuma, the worry wart, needed his cheerful attitude. Needed his games of pretend just as much as Kou himself needed them. And so he strode beside him with a skip to his step, elated from the shitty dance and the great sweets they got to share. Because… at least they were together, right? ♪

"How drab! I guess it fits Ruki-kun pretty well~." He snickered. "Sleeping? It’s too late for that, Yuma-kun… unless he’s adjusted to the… human schedule.” Ugh. Terrible. And now he was being insulted. Just awful, really - woe is him. Rolling his eyes, he shoved his brother aside, "Ugh for fuck’s sake… no, King Kong, you can’t keep doing that!” It was certainly a quicker way to get him out but Kou didn’t do negative attention. Only positive, baby. ♪

"RUKI-KUUUN~!" He called melodically (of course). Despite the situation, it was almost comforting to ask for him like this. If he closed his eyes, he would be home, probably at the top of the stairs getting ready for school, needing his older brother for some reason or another… "C’mon out and see your faaavorite brother… and Yuma-kun!" ♪

He totally missed him—Ruki, that is. Kou didn’t miss them at all… not much, anyway. Or maybe he just wouldn’t tell them how much. ♪

[superciilious]

Ruki wasn't sleeping. He barely slept much as it was, even less so now that he was stuck on this island surrounded by blithering idiots. Cattle in the very sense of the word. It was hard to sleep when constantly being bothered by infuriating humans. That, combined with the fact that it had been about a month since he'd last fed, meant that he had become irritable of late, isolating himself in his room and reading the few books of interest he'd collected from the library.

It was not so different from how he'd spent his time at home, except now he was without his brothers and his freedom. He had expected the evening to play out much the same as it had been for the last few weeks - quiet, uneventful, pleasant. That was, however, until -

"RUKI-KUUUN~!"

Fuck. Ruki closed his eyes slowly, lifting a hand from the spine of the book he has been reading to rub irritably at the bridge of his nose. He'd know that annoyingly bright voice anywhere. He hadn't known his younger brother was on the island and, judging from his words, he was not alone. Yuma too, then. It had been a while since he'd seen his brothers. The idea that they were here with him, at last, after so many months alone, was almost comforting. Not that he'd ever admit it aloud.

Setting the book down on his bedside table, Ruki rolled from the bed, running a hand through his hair as he made his way over to open the door. There stood Kou, smiling that infuriating smile of his, with Yuma beside him. He swept them over with his gaze, his expression expectant but not surprised. If the two of them were on the island together, it only made sense that they would seek him out at some point or another. He was their leader after all. And their eldest brother.

"Favourite brother?" He said by way of greeting, lifting a brow in wry amusement as he leaned against the door frame. "How very presumptuous of you, Kou." He offered his brother an equally wry smile before turning his gaze to Yuma. "And Yuma too. How refreshing to see you both. I've been surrounded by nothing but human and Sakamaki filth for far too long."

[believeinjustice-blog]

Ruki wasn’t really as bad as he made himself out to be. In fact, she could see a bit of herself in him - someone playing the part they were assigned in order to ensure that others would look up to them. For Ruki, it was about getting respect and being considered the best. For Mami? She simply didn’t want to be left alone anymore. But as long as she was with Ruki, she didn’t need to worry about that. Ruki needed her on a level that no one else did. For Ruki, Mami was a means of survival. He’d never abandon her. He’d even said as much - that he needed to take care of her because she belonged to him. While she disagreed with the terminology, there was one fact that continued to circle her thoughts as he leaned closer. He needed her.

"If you don’t, Ruki-sama, you will surely be killed." He was pulling her closer. That could only mean one thing: the bite was coming. "You need to be more careful. Don’t tell others what you are or demonstrate your abilities in public." She might have said more if she hadn’t felt the snap of her skin beneath his fangs. The familiar pain rushed back - making Mami’s breath catch and her hands raise to grip at the back of his shirt. Thankfully, though, it was less than before. After a moment or two, she was even able to ease her grip on his shirt and slowly allow herself to let go of it. "Gentle, Ruki-sama." The words were whispered to him in the darkness of the dormitory room.

She knew now the effect her blood had on him. He was usually so calm, so collected. The pinnacle of good manners. But when it came to feeding, Ruki was an entirely different person. “You’ll get sick if you go so fast.” Her fingers traced tiny circles on his back to soothe him. If he didn’t calm himself, there was a chance she’d lose too much blood. “Ease up just a little bit.” He was like a child, selfishly gripping her like a favorite toy - holding onto her in such a way that seemed to say he was scared of her being taken from him. Mami’s golden gaze softened - though that could have easily been from the haziness she was feeling from the blood loss. “…It’s alright. No one will take me from you. It’s okay to slow down.”

[superciilious]

Gentle. She wanted him to be gentle with her. Did she really expect something like that from him? Ruki Mukami had never been gentle in his life. He was all hard lines and harsh words and violent actions. He used pain as a tool to coerce, not an understanding tone of voice. He was undoubtedly the farthest thing from gentle that Mami Tomoe had ever met. And yet here she was, gripping the back of his shirt in her trembling hands and whispering to him softly through the darkness, her voice soft and her kindness evident. Her trust evident. She trusted that he would be gentle with her despite all of the anger he had directed towards her. Foolish, foolish girl.

Ruki pressed himself even closer, his fangs digging deeper into her neck and causing more and more blood to bubble to the surface of her skin. He lapped up every drop, moaning low in the back of his throat at the taste of it. He had never fed from anyone who had this kind of effect on him before. A dizzying, almost sickening effect that made him want to wrench himself away from her and push even closer all at the same time. The way that she was touching him wasn't helping either. Her fingers traced soothing little circles on his back and she continued to talk to him despite her obvious shortness of breath.

She was attempting to calm him down and get him to slow the feed with which he drew blood from her wound, he knew. She had done the same the last time he had fed from her as well. Instead of ignoring her, however, Ruki found himself pulling back slightly, almost cradling her in his arms as he took long, slow sips from his bite. He did not stop the moans that bubbled up in his throat from escaping, however. They always seemed to fluster her and a flustered Mami was a most amusing Mami. She was speaking to him again and he almost didn't catch what she was saying through the haze of bloodlust. Something about...slowing down.

"So sweet," he slurred against her skin, pulling his fangs from her wound for only a moment in order to catch his breath. He hadn't realized just how elevated his breathing had become. Chasing a few stray drops of blood with his tongue, he pulled back to look at her with dark, predatory eyes. "You are always so sweet. Delicious."

[superciilious]

Acetaldehyde, Oleum

Acetaldehyde: What did you used to have that you are happier without?

A family. Morals.

Oleum: If one song were to describe your life, what song would it be?

Digital Daggers - The Devil WithinI made myself a promise;You would never see me cryTil' I make you...

[superciilious]

ethylamine, pentaborane, nitromethane

Ethylamine: What sound do you love?

He loves the sound of twigs snapping beneath his feet when he walks in overgrown grass. Incidentally, he also loves the sound of bones snapping in his grip.

Pentaborane: What is one habit of yours that no one knows about?

When deep in thought, he will often sit for hours without moving an inch. It's something that happens frequently when he's troubled or angry.

Nitromethane: What are your phobias?

Ruki is not irrationally scared of anything and therefore has no real phobias. He does, however, fear loss. He fears losing the things he values the most and being left alone and possessionless once again. It is a product of the events in his past and his new found attachment to certain things and persons he is now acquainted with.

[superciilious]

Hexafluoroacetone

Hexafluoroacetone: What do you want to be when you grow up?

Since his change from mortality to immortality, Ruki has never really aspired to be anything except alive and influential. When he was a boy, however, he had dreams of becoming a banker, much like his father was.

[superciilious]

✉

Send ✉ for a text that wasn’t sent.

SENT TO: Tomoe, Mami.SENT FROM: Mukami, Ruki.MESSAGE SUBJECT: Untitled.

I can smell you on my clothes and on my sheets and on my skin, livestock. Get out of my head.

[ DELETE MESSAGE? Y/N - MESSAGE DELETED AT 04:45:21AM]

[superciilious]

Send me a highly toxic chemical in my ask box.

Acetaldehyde: What did you used to have that you are happier without?

Bromine: What was your favorite food when you were a child?

Cyanogen: If you could choose to stay a certain age forever, what age would it be?

Diazomethane: If you could learn to do anything, what would it be?

Ethylamine: What sound do you love?

Formaldehyde: If you could be any fictional character, who would you choose?

Hexafluoroacetone: What do you want to be when you grow up?

Isopropylamine: What do you miss most about being a kid?

Ketene: What is something you learned in the last week?

Methacrylaldehyde: Would you rather be really attractive or really smart?

Nitromethane: What are your phobias?

Oleum: If one song were to describe your life, what song would it be?

Pentaborane: What is one habit of yours that no one knows about?

Sarin: What annoys you the most?

Trifluorochloroethylene: If you could change your first and middle name to anything, what would it be?

[superciilious]

ø

Send ø for a late night text.

SENT TO: Wright, Phoenix.SENT FROM: Mukami, Ruki.MESSAGE SUBJECT: A quick question.[ Message sent at 02:16:03am - Read at 02:20:54am ]

How many years would I spend in a human prison for draining someone completely of blood? I am simply curious.

[superciilious]

✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿✿

Send me a ✿ if you really like my muse / how I portray them.

[persephoneslesbians]

Texting Meme

[superciilious]

Send ✆ for a morning text

Send ✉ for a text that wasn’t sent

Send ☎ for a rushed text

Send ☏ for a loving text

Send ⁇ for a drunk text

Send ø for a late night text

Send ✘ for a hateful text

[rp-memes]

Send me a ✖ if you ever wanted to rp with me, send me a ✿ if you really like my muse/ how i portray them.

[believeinjustice-blog]

For a brief moment, Mami thought she recognized relief in Ruki’s eyes. As if he’d been worried that she really would be taken from him. As if he’d doubted his power over her or her loyalty. True, he’d done nothing to deserve it except obey her demands not to hurt anyone else. When he finally pulled back from her, she could see that the look in his eyes had changed. Whatever sincere emotion that was once there was replaced with the normal self-assured expression. This one, however, was tinted by a hint of hunger. Ah. Right. It must have been torture for her to be so close to him when he hadn’t eaten in the past day or so. Mami, once again, reminded herself that she was only food to him. Nothing more, nothing less.

"So then take care of me." She didn’t realize how soft her voice was or how much it shook until she’d spoken. Once more, Mami was thankful for the fact that they were alone. It would be bad if someone heard her encouraging him like that. Still, there was some reasoning behind it. If she encouraged him and gained his trust, there was a chance she could help him. A chance that he wouldn’t want to drop her when it became convenient for him. Her stomach dropped when he spoke a second time. "If Ruki-sama watches over me, then nothing will harm me." Until she had her Soul Gem back, she was effectively helpless. Mami was keenly aware of that. Almost as aware as she was of the thumb gently rubbing the area where her pulse could be felt most strongly. "You haven’t eaten in some time. You need to take proper care of yourself." Gently, Mami pulled him closer until his face was in the crook of her neck.

It was a strange thing to feel something akin to tender emotions for someone you were supposed to hate. Or, at the very least, dislike. Mami was sure that if she didn’t control her emotions better in the future, something inside of her would shatter. But for now, the blonde curled herself against Ruki almost protectively as her fingers stroked through his hair. “I’ve forgotten to warn you: there are people here who don’t like vampires. It’s okay, though. We’re alone right now, so no one will see.”

[superciilious]

Ruki felt the hand that was gently cupping the back of his head push down gently, guiding his face back down to rest in the crook of her neck. Where her scent was strongest. Mami was encouraging him to feed from her. No, not encouraging. She was all but telling him to feed. Because he 'needed to take care of himself'. Ruki smirked to himself as he nuzzled his way across her neck in an attempt to find a suitable place to bite from. There was little doubt in his mind that her worry was genuine but he also suspected that she herself was excited at the prospect of being bitten by him. He had seen the way she reacted once she became used to the pain of it and it was undoubtedly one of pleasure.

Letting out a murmur of a chuckle, Ruki slowly flicked his tongue out to taste her skin, baring his fangs in the process. "I will not change my ways simply because there are people out there who do not care for my kind." The words were quiet and spoken quickly and it was only moments later that he pressed his fangs against her neck, biting down with enough force to pierce the skin. His arms snaked around her waist, pulling her even closer to him as he drank slowly from the new wound he had created. Her blood flowed steadily from the bite mark, every drop that escaped caught by his tongue and he let out a groan of appreciation.

As always, the ache in his throat burned painfully with every swallow and it only encouraged him to drink more. More. He wanted more. Ruki's groan turned into a half strangled moan, hands gripping her tighter than before as he latched his lips onto her neck completely, suckling at her neck in abandon. She was making his head spin with the sweetness of her blood - had it always been this intoxicating? Of course. It was what had made him lose control the first time he had tasted it. Straight from her neck, however, it was hotter and thicker than it had been from her hand and the taste of it combined with the scent of her was making it incredibly difficult to think straight.

[superciilious]

✚ M U N  |  I N F O R M A T I O N ✚

Name: Katie. Nicknames: Matie... Wishlist Nickname: I don't... have one. Birthday: January 30th. Height: 6ft. Eye Color: Brown. Hair Color: Dark red. Ethnicity: English. Lives In: Atlantic Canada. Relationship Status: Taaaken~ Character(s) Most Identifies With: Rei Ryugazaki. Hobbies: I have none. I do nothing ever except sleep and game and write. Special Talent(s): I can sing... Warning/Disclaimer: I whine a lot and cry in literally every situation ever. Excuse me. Struggling With: Life, the universe and everything.

✚ M U S E  |  I N F O R M A T I O N ✚

Name: Ruki Mukami. Nicknames: Ruki-sama. Wishlist Nickname: Call him anything other than his name and he'll cause you some serious hurt. Birthday: April 24th. Height: 5'11. Eye Color: Grey. Hair Color: Black with white tips. Ethnicity: Japanese. Lives In: First Island, currently. Relationship Status: Single. Classification: Vampire. Special Talent(s): Teleportation, superior strength, and flight. He is also a colossal douchebag. Warning/Disclaimer: He's a stuck up asshole who believes he's more entitled to live comfortably than other people. Even other vampires. He also really does not like humans. At all. Struggling With: Life, the universe and everything.

In conclusion: Same | C L O S E A S H E C K | Almost | Ehh... Not Really | Nope | In a Galaxy Far Far Away

[kirisakicarnival]

More character song vol.3: Mukami Ruki

[superciilious]

♦ and ♒

♦ - Emotional Headcanon.

Over the years, Ruki has become very good at controlling and concealing his emotions. He shows only what he wants others to see and hides everything else beneath a mocking smirk and hard, unreadable eyes. This is both out of a desire to appear impassive and dangerous - and indeed, he is both of those things - but it's also out of a deeper, almost instinctive desire not to show weakness of any kind. Because he has been doing this for so long, Ruki now finds it very difficult to recognize emotions for what they are, especially if they are ones he hasn't experienced before or hasn't experienced for a long time.

♒ - Family Headcanon.

Answered here.

[superciilious]

☄

☄ - Food Headcanon.

As a vampire, Ruki's primary sustenance is blood. He needs it, both to survive and maintain his physical strength and also to keep a hold of his sanity. Human blood is the only thing that will adequately stem the aching thirst that burns his throat and sets his teeth on edge. He personally prefers the blood of young women - he finds the blood of the middle-aged to be sour and the blood of men to be too bitter for his tastes.

In addition to blood, Ruki can also eat actual food. It wouldn't be his first choice but he's not adverse to it. He does not like foods with a strong taste, however, and tends to gravitate towards slightly sweeter foods. His favourite meal is soup and he has taken to cooking for himself and making original dishes.