#flayed-by-thorns

[ruki--mukami]

”Oh, you’re a vampire! How cool!”

[A nine or ten-year-old girl approached you in a park.]

“My cousin is a vampire. She has taught me how to recognize one! I will also become a vampire when I am older. She’ll turn me, she promised. Can you turn me now? Do you want to drink my blood? I can give you some.”

[She blond girl kept talking while another one was approaching you waving to your unexpected interlocutor.] 

"...Excuse me? Just because I have a more foreboding presence than most doesn't mean you can assume what I am. Perhaps you need to stop reading so much dark fiction, little one. Encountering a Vampire for someone as young as yourself would surely spell trouble. They're ruthless with all mortal beings, regardless of age, so be wary of that."

When the small girl wouldn't stop implying his undead qualities and offering her own blood to hasten her supposed fate as a fellow Vampire, Ruki could only shake his head and sigh in exasperation. In the near distance, he could immediately approach what he expected was the child's guardian. Squatting down to meet her short stature, the scowl on his visage only deepened.

"Listen to me carefully, because I'll only say this once. I have no time to waste with a mere child. And it should be known that there are certain Vampires who most likely wouldn't feed on someone so young—so quit requesting that I turn you into an undead demon. Not only is that impossible, but it's also highly unbecoming of an adult. Run along back to your parents now before I get really irritated."

[sakamaki-richter]

 💭 + Halloween

𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼 — send 💭 + a topic to receive a headcanon about said topic.

[ —𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 ]

he doesn’t care for the holiday too much, if i’m honest. the high energy, the kids who sometimes wander up to his doorstep mistaking his home for a haunted house… he can go a few lifetimes without celebrating. but, that doesn’t mean he won’t. if someone dear to him wishes to celebrate the holiday, he’ll suck it up and be a but festive. he’ll have his familiars decorate the inside of the manor a bit for the occasion, and prepare treats that go with the theme of the day. though you might have to do a lot of convincing to get him to dress up and go out with you. (he’ll give in eventually, you just have to be persistent).

[sakamaki--perfect]

“You are Reiji Sakamaki, aren’t you?”

[The blond girl, looking around 15, asked you as she sat down next to you in the library tossing her bag on the table. She was clearly uncomfortable, but it was hard to say why.]

“I am Hotaru Sumeragi. I am new in this school and my father is a new principal here. I was assigned to do the project with you. I was also told you will show me around.”

[She hesitated but then added.]

“I am equally uncomfortable to do this project with you. I have already asked for a change of partners, but I was refused. So, here I am.”

[She finished with a sigh taking out of her bag a chocolate bar, unwrapped it and started to eat.]   

His judging eyes falls on her the moment she sat down next to him: his personal space and the throw of her bag. Improper. He sighed in distress, what does she have for him now? Hopefully it's not yet another troublemaker.

"I wouldn't say the meeting is the most pleasant, but nice to meet you, miss Sumeragi. I've heard news about the new principal"

"You are allowed to do the project with me whatsoever but I am not such a free person to show you around idly. You are allowed to follow me around as I go to my classes, though"

Displeasure only from watching her behaviours, he went back to reading. What's the value if only of title? "It's quite alright actually. The project will be child's play"

[ruki--mukami]

[You were reading in a park. A rather large group of nine or ten-year-old girls approached you in the park. They were standing in a reasonable distance, giggling and pointing at you. Definitely disturbing your reading. Then, another small girl hugged you from behind.]

“This is Ruki. My Vampire friend. When I get older he will turn me into a Vampire.”

[This was Namiko you met the other day in the very same park. Her statement was met with an envied ‘Awww’ coming from her friends. She sat close to you to demonstrate she was familiar with you and whispered so that the other girls cannot hear her.]

“Can you pretend you are drinking my blood? You can really have some, if you want to.”

"Oi, Namiko. Not once did I ever agree to those terms, nor am I your supposed 'Vampire friend.' Does the fountain of nonsense ever stop spouting from you? Stop spreading your strange propaganda to this poor group of young, impressionable girls."

Enraged, the eldest slammed his book with a moderately loud thud, immediately walking away and shoving out of the crowd of young girls, wanting absolutely nothing to do with them. Turning his head, he glowered at Namiko, blue embers engulfing within.

"How about you go back to playing with your friends while I finish my reading? It's a nuisance having to deal with you, you know. Especially when you go on and on about me sucking your blood. Just give it up already. If you are so fascinated by the prospect of becoming a Vampire, then why don't you read realistic books portraying our kind? Count Dracula is an exciting text, although it may be difficult for one your age. Books in general are a great way of immersing yourself in environments otherwise unattainable or even unthinkable."

[ruki--mukami]

cherry pink— when it comes to loved ones, are you openly affectionate or are you more reserved?

rose quartz— what’s your love language (romantic or platonic)?

𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬

cherry pink— when it comes to loved ones, are you openly affectionate or are you more reserved?

"A combination of both, I suppose. At home, I'll definitely mark you with my fangs wherever I can sink them into. However, outdoors in public, simply navigating through town holding hands shall suffice. Whether it's subtle or as physically intimate as it gets, I intend on showing everyone we encounter that you belong to me and only me. If I'm not openly affectionate, then who knows what kind of wolf in sheep's clothing might come along and deceive you while I'm away."

rose quartz— what’s your love language (romantic or platonic)?

🧩 Answered here. ^^ 🧩

[hanagormley]

“Good morning, Miss Gormley. My name is Hotaru Sumeragi and my father, that is the school principal, told me I need to sign in for your classes next semester. I wanted to ask if you’ll be fine if I do not attend the classes and simply take the test at the end? I am sure that would work much better for both of us.”

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Sumeragi. You may not skip my class, that's against school policy. Mr. Sumeragi doesn't tolerate students playing hookie, so it's in your best interest to attend class."

[checks seating chart]

"You will be seated next to Mr. Subaru Sakamaki, 2nd row center"

[points to the seat]

"Please take a seat and get ready for class."

[sakamaki-richter]

[Hotaru was told to wait in the entrance hall as her father was doing some business in the manor. She had waited long enough and was already starting to get bored. As she hardly ever did as told, she decided to take a look around the manor. She did not plan to go far, but she did. Humming and jumping trying to find a way back, she paid little attention to her surroundings and bumped into an older green-haired man.]

“Heloooo there! It is so good I bumped into you. I am lost here. Can you lead me back to the entrance hall? I will be grateful for that. I’d rather get there before my father realizes that I wandered away. I am Hotaru and who are you?”

Richter had simply planned on quietly entering, and then quietly exiting— Only wanting to see to the things he needed, and make sure things were going smoothly for him, and then leave as quietly as he came. What he didn’t expect to stop him though, was a young girl bumping into him as she did. Seemingly lost, by the look of her behaviour.

❝ ‘Lost’…❞

A winced breath left from his nose, as his eyes fell closed in annoyance. Wandering off in a place like this was quite silly, in his opinion. Though it seems he wouldn’t be able to shake her off of him; besides, letting her run amuck would only bring trouble for him in the end.

❝ Well if you’re not supposed to be here, I suggest following me… Though don’t expect me to help you should you lose sight of me. ❞

The man’s boots clacked against the floor as he began walked, given an unspoken gesture for the other, Hotaru, to follow him. He completely glossed over the last part of her monologue, not feeling like exposing his identity at his time.