I took some liberties with the concept lmao. Not as literal as it could but also not nearly as metaphorical either. Oops
CW: Dubcon blood drinking, vampire carewhumper
Totsuka knocked on the door.
“Come in,” she heard, said by a light voice laced with velvet. A voice she’d come to know all too well.
She gulped down the dread and grabbed the silver knob of the too-heavy mahogany doors, breathing in and out twice to control her quivers as she opened them.
Noa’s room was, as always, breathtaking.
As Totsuka stepped in, leaving behind the dark hall and bare feet touching soft carpet instead of the hard marble floors, a haven of pure blue revealed itself in front of her. Not only from the large bed and curtains, hanging from the nauseously tall ceiling, or from the intricate arabesques painted on every column of the walls in every shade she could imagine—but also from the blue evening sky drawing an impossible illustration behind the large open windows, mountains and the lake standing out against the golden rays of the sun starting to set and the few gray clouds lazily watching over the landscape.
In the center of all, was the owner of the chambers.
Noa Izabella was laying down with her back to the soft cerulean blankets, silky and thin hair too light and flowy to even hold any form, spread like water from a river between layers of pillows. She had her eyes closed, a leg bent over the other, a faint smile dancing on her lips. Noa took in the golden light from the candles and chandelier above them as if she was a hippo bathing idly in the sunlight.
Tot tried to stop her body from trembling. The room wasn’t nearly as warm as she’d have wanted.
Well. Not like her own was any better.
“Lily,” her voice was like cotton, soft and light. “You are late.”
She didn’t answer.
“Are you going to keep me waiting in there?”
Totsuka forced herself to take another deep breath and walk towards the bed, reaching behind the transparent curtains and sitting on it. She sank into the texture, trying not to whimper. It was so soft. God, what would she not give to touch that mattress all day long.
Noa’s hand grabbed her chin, a feline smile on her lips.
Her stomach dropped and she braced himself.
“By Bhura, you are dirty,” she scolded, brushing a bit of dirt off her cheek. Noa’s eyes trailed over her, tangled mane of hair braided a bit messy down her neck, black simple clothes the only thing she was allowed and barely hiding any of her scars. Totsuka looked away, suppressing a flinch. God, she hated it when Noa called her. “I should tell Papa to let you clean yourself every now and then.”
“Your papa wouldn’t allow me more than a shower twice a week, milady,” she replied, mocking, still avoiding Noa’s gaze. A second of silence. And then she giggled.
“Well, if that is what you think,” she mumbled, pulling Tot’s face closer to her own, noses touching. Totsuka shoved her nausea down, heat spreading over her cheeks and ears fluttering. Noa closed her eyes and drew closer.
Her other hand pulled the collar of Totsuka’s shirt away and nuzzled her face in there.
Totsuka braced herself, squeezing her eyes shut.
Pain irradiated through her body, and Totsuka felt fangs sinking deep into her neck, marking it with a sharp sting. Despiste herself, her whimpers made their way out of her mouth, crying out. Noa’s hand muffled her.
The soft fur of whatever animal she was wearing today brushed softly against Totsuka’s thin clothes when Noa leaned in closer, taking deep sips of her blood and holding Tot’s body close like a limp doll. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes. She bit them down.
Totsuka couldn’t move. When Noa fed like this, she could never move. All her world was focused on the single spot where her fangs met her neck and the agony that washed down her body, engulfing her like a hellish blanket or water closing around her body as she drowned—pain lacing each drop of blood that was sucked out of her body, the girl enjoying Totsuka’s whimpering and trembling form like a banquet.
Noa’s mouth pulled out. Totsuka panted, eyes having opened without her meaning them to. Her chest rose up and down, unable to control her breathing, and she felt a hand drawing comforting circles on her back.
Noa drew the hand muzzling her away, petting her hair.
Totsuka failed to suppress a sob, movement starting to return to her body. The hand still caressed her, heavy and soothing. But cold. Always cold.
“You’re so sweet,” Noa said, sounding satisfied. Happy. Totsuka shoved the envy out of her mind. Happy because of her. Her face still shoved in the crook of her neck. “I could eat you all day.”
Totsuka closed her eyes, gritting her teeth.
“And Reo?”
“Reo what?” Noa sounded confused, head turning. Totsuka felt weak, the bloodloss getting to her. She let herself melt into Noa’s embrace.
“You’re still gonna give him the... ‘privileges’, right?” She mumbled, eyes hardly open as her hand patted her head, fingers wandering between her tangled curls.
She heard a smile into Noa’s voice.
“Oh, that.” She drew her face away, lifting both hands to cup Totsuka’s cheeks. She suppressed a shiver. Noa’s eyes were sharp and beautiful—she didn’t like to admit it, but it was no use to try and deny it—staring deep into her own like a hungry tiger. Her fangs flashed behind the grin. “I never break my promises, Totsuka. You and him will get all you deserve.”
Totsuka dropped her gaze. Her vision still swayed.
Noa pulled her again, now holding her face into her own shoulder. Totsuka grunted in surprise. Noa’s short fingers traced the twin punctures on the side of Tot’s neck, taking a yelp out of her.
Shit. She bit a lip.
It hurt.
In a second, the girl’s teeth were stabbing into her again, like a needle pricking into silk.
Okay so another Noa update. So obviously we have Papa Noa
This is his eldest daughter, Rose but her nickname is Ace so most people just call her that. She's a first year at DAMN and an Earth elemental
And his youngest daughter, Sarah. She's a middle schooler and is also big into sports. Her favorite is swimming and she's on the swim team at her school. She is hilariously also an Earth elemental
I fell asleep thinking about T&O....and i had an awesome dream.....and its giving me ideas....
Remember that idea I had a while ago about giving Noa a toxic sapphic relationship? No? Yeah, fair, I didn't bring it back up for a while. Anyways
In my dream Noa was with Kokoro! Kokoro, the living weapon! She was originally gonna be from Houbi and be the guard dog of someone from the court that would make an appearence back at Totsuka's arc but I really like the idea of she being Noa's guard and servant instead (a hooray for power imbalance!)
Totsuka wasn't captured in the dream for some reason
Ola was, however, and they kept putting him in stress positions and just making him miserable and he was also especially assigned to serve Noa as well so he saw Kokoro a lot
The other servants at the estate didn't have it as nearly as bad as him XD I think he was Getting It because the gang had been causing trouble for Donatello. I really liked the idea of them being already onto Donatello for some reason and then they were captured so I'm using that
Also after he was rescued Totsuka and him went to invade the estate for some reason
So. To wrap it up. I really gotta revisit how tf this whump arc is gonna go and also Kokoro + Noa (whumperee + carewumper) toxic yuri YAY
(To reiterate: Donatello is the whumper of the captivity arc i conceptualized some months ago and Noa is his daughter who plays the role of the carewhumper. I wasn't really sure about how she was as a person so I was considering making her a child so her thought process and actions would make more sense—wanting to help and comfort her father's captives but still not doing anything to like, free them or prevent Donatello from harming them, which would make more sense for a naive and obedient child with the heart in the right place—BUT now. Toxic yuri)
Background: Boy who couldn’t learn magic because he got a magical condition (nobody wanted to teach him), so when a traveler came to his town looking for a partner, he offered himself in exchange for learning magic with her. Human.
Role: Protagonist
Main traits: Skeptical, pragmatic, emotional, loyal
*Notes: He's a crybaby but he doesn't like to show that. Also the picrew is not 100% but it is something like this. I'm also still deciding what his magic condition is. He was previously named "Megan" and after that, "Jandir", but I uh. Changed it. Ola is currently being redesigned so I removed his picrew.
Totsuka
[image description: a cartoonish picrew in a sitting position, showing a black girl with long and curly blue hair and heterochromia. one if her eyes is red, the other is blue and her cheeks are covered in band-aids. she is smilling and makes a rock sign with a hand, and wears a red kimono. there is a brown cat sleeping on her left. /end id.]
Basic info: Totsuka (she/her)
Background: Powerful magician that travels around the continent on her own. She recruited Ola to be her partner, and he agreed in exchange for being taught magic by her. Hybrid of human and unknown species.
Role: Protagonist
Main traits: Stubborn, blunt, soft
*Notes: Has a giant cat and hates horses. Why? Unfortunately I don't know. Also fun fact: Her design was loosely inspired by Tokito from Demon Slayer. Her name is also written as 戸塚
Izabella Noa
Basic info: Iz (she/her)
Background: Daughter of a very rich corporate. Vampire.
Role: Supporting character
Main traits: Sweet, plain, loyal
*Notes: She's not very fleshed out.
Benedict Donatello
Basic info: Donatello (he/him)
Background: Very rich corporate. Vampire
Role: Minor antagonist
Main traits: Lightmooded, charismatic, cruel
*Notes: He's a very cool guy actually, if your forget The Horrors lmao.
Wen Ming
Basic info: Hua Wen Ming (she/they)
Background: From a small country that was destroyed in a military campaign and now works to defeat said military campaign before it destroys more people’s homes along with a team of vigilante rebels.
Role: Main character
Main traits: Graceful, gentle, logic
*Notes: Totsuka future gf. Shhhh don't tell her yet. Her name was also previously Quenya but her country is inspired in Ancient China and I can't figure out how to write that in chinese so instead her name is now Hua Wen Ming. It is written like that: 华雯明.
Chara
Basic info: Chara (he/him)
Background: A very tragic backstory I cannot remember, so I will have to ask my brother. Something like this: Orphan, taught himself to be an assassin a la Vinland Saga, got betrayed by his “friends” and after many years ended up joining the group that is against the military campaign.
Role: Main character
Main traits: Responsible, strong sense of justice, overall tired
*Notes: A little older than the rest of the team. You pronounce his name like "shara".
note: i still have a lot to figure out in this story like the races, the magic system and the plot. So I'm not very sure of what I'm doing here. This story is co-written with my brother. It's not very cohese. This was also previously named "totsuka and megan" so you can find old posts about it on the '#t&m wip' tag, and after that, "totsuka and jandir" so you can also find stuff in #t&j wip
I'm gonna pick a part of that idea from my dream (the brands part). I was thinking on giving each race their own little curse :D (lmao) and also something literally sacred that they had to follow. For fae it's be deals. For sirens it'd be secrets. For humans, I don't reallt know yet and for vampires, why, it would be brands.
So I guess I want Noa and Donatello to be vampires.
