my son my sins teaser
Genre: Vampire AU, Supernatural Politics, Found Family
Featuring: Vampire Touya, kid Shoto, OC Zariyah (Black vampire ), Pureblood society drama, Hints of Vampire Knight fusion
Warnings: Blood consumption (vampiric),Mentions of incest (non-graphic, legacy-based context from vampire politics),Power imbalance / dark legacy themes,Protective but morally grey dad vibes,Classism and prejudice (vampire vs. human),blood play
synopsis: pureblood touya raises his brother/son with his girlfriend Zariyah. The vampire council wants to kill half human shoto over touya undead body. (takes elements from vampire knights some characters appear later on)
The moon hung low and swollen over the Todoroki estate, bathing the marble halls in a silver that never reached warmth. Even here, deep in the heart of the pureblood stronghold, the air tasted like secrets—iron and regret laced into every breath.
Touya lounged in a high-backed velvet chair, boots kicked over the armrest, one arm curled protectively around the small boy asleep in his lap. Shoto clung to him with the helpless trust of a child who knew no safer place. His snowy head was tucked beneath Touya’s chin, his tiny fingers curled in the fabric of Touya’s shirt like roots desperate for soil.
"You shouldn't baby him like that," Zariyah murmured, her voice low as she sat beside her lover, dark fingers absently playing in Shoto's hair.
"If I don't," Touya snapped, "then who will? It’s not like Enji—" His fangs bared, rage flaring beneath the surface. Shoto twitched but didn’t wake. Zariyah moved quickly, lifting the child into her arms and laying him gently on the nearby couch. She covered him with a blanket, her movements soft and maternal.
"Technically… he's not your son," she said, easing back into the seat beside Touya.
He didn’t look at her right away. When he did, his fangs were still extended, glinting in the moonlight. "It’s not like I wanted this. My father—Enji—he orchestrated it all."
A beat passed.
“It’s not every day a thirteen-year-old becomes a father,” Touya added bitterly. "He said it was tradition. That it would ‘purify the line.’"
Zariyah's lips tightened. Her family, once enslaved by nobles like Enji, had broken their chains long ago. Her brand of vampire didn’t dance in the incestuous blood rituals of the old world.
“Shoto doesn’t even know how he was conceived,” she whispered. “That he was a pawn—bred by force.”
Touya laughed darkly. “He fed from me first, you know? Not his mother. Me. He’s mine.” His voice cracked slightly, bitter and worn. “Enji wouldn’t even change his diapers.”
Zariyah turned to him fully. She saw past the cocky grin, the blood-stained shirt, the predator swagger. She saw the boy. The broken boy, who never got to be one.
“You’re his sire,” she said. “Born from you. Raised by you. And you’re going to fight for him.”
She climbed into his lap, straddling him, her face inches from his. “The Council is old. Their power is crumbling. You, me, Zero, Kaname—our generation doesn’t owe them anything.”
Her fangs descended. With a growl, she bit into his neck, drinking deep. Touya gasped he’d grown used to her, but this was different. Desperate. Angry. She arose the crimson liquid staining her face. "you father presents the old way she said
Zariyah licks her fingers slow and deliberate. "we are the new age."
Zariyah curls an arm around Touya’s neck
“If you love him,” she hissed, blood staining her lips, “then stop hiding. Fight for him. He’s not a mistake. He’s ours.”
The blood spills across the marble like an offering. Zariyah dips her fingers in it and feeds it to Touya. He sucks her fingers clean.
Slow. Obscene.
They kiss messy, hungry, blood-slick. It isn’t gentle. It’s claiming.
And when they pull apart, lips red, eyes wild.
🕯️ Reblogs and thoughts encouraged. First chapter, more coming. 🕯️
Plan to make a full story not Sure if I'll be on on a03 of here.
for clarification no incest is had between enji and touya or any main character.