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puff-mmd · 20 days ago

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so the new oc

note this is very heavily inspired by kiki rockwell and paris paloma

dahlia is a former slave who was brought up in status after she married a fairly high-standing man in society (he's also heavily involved in the church). i think at first, he wasn't all that bad. he took a pretty big risk at the time, being an influential white man and marrying a black slave. his reasoning is unknown to me rn (this is all really new), but he may very well have had good intentions.

however, just because he has done this, doesn't mean he treats dahlia any different than if he had taken a white woman as a wife.

she quickly realizes this, and one quote i had from her already was about their marriage:

"you fancy yourself my savior, but in the end, i only traded the shackles around my ankles for one around my finger."

they ended up having a daughter, i don't know her name yet either though. dahlia is fiercely protective of her daughter, and loves her to bits. this is especially spurred on by how her husband treats their daughter as she grows up.

she is watching her own life repeat in front of her eyes, and she becomes determined to put a stop to it in any way she can.

speaking of, so remember how i mentioned her husband was a religious affiliated man? she also becomes part of the congregation, and is a devout follower. some of her fellow churchgoers affectionately nickname her "deer", because of her beautiful brown eyes and kind nature.

however, a part of her comes to regret her faith, as she feels it has roots in her husband and their sinking marriage. seeing how they promote treatment of women, especially young women, she is increasingly worried fer her daughter on that front as well. her wavering faith and doubtful commitment to her husband become the topic of hushed whispers in the small town, which she chooses to ignore as best she can. if she gives them any bit of evidence that their rumors are true, she knows she's done for.

somehow, things go wrong and someone begins accusing her of being a witch.

she doesn't know how this has come about, she thinks surely, this is the work of the loose lipped gossipers deciding to take their druthers to the next level.

but you know what's messed up?

i think it was her husband that started that witch hunt.

he was unsatisfied with his (in his eyes) investment of a wife, and was wary of how close she and their daughter were becoming.

the way she sat without him at services.

the way she was up late into the evenings doing lord knows what.

he's decided she is no longer worth it to him, and so spreads the rumors that she is a witch.

one thing leads to another, and she is captured and tried as a witch. betrayed by her husband and fellow villagers, she is put to the stake to be burned alive.

her determination to stay as silent as possible, not letting the crowd of traitors relish her screams, holds steadfast until she sees beyond the flames in that crowd...

her daughter, ripping at arms trying to hold her back, and reaching out to her as rivers flowed down her cheeks and her voice growing hoarse as she cried out for her burning mother.

sorry hold on that image is fucking me up a bit.

in that moment, dahlia lets out the most blood-curdling scream that her own pride and joy has to watch her mother be burned to the ground in front of her.

that really took the wind out of my sails to talk about her, actually 😭

basically from her, once he's died, dahlia encounters the Goddess, an entity that appears as a bright, warm light and sweet voice.

she asks dahlia if she would like a second chance to protect her daughter, and without hesitation, dahlia agrees - no matter what she has to do, she will take any opportunity to prevent her daughter from suffering the same fate as her altogether.

other things happen, and i think at some point dahlia herself might kill her husband.

the main thing i know about this part is dahlia's daughter seeing her in the forest near the church, and running to her to be embraced. while dahlia is no longer human, she retains some of her human features, and she is visible to humans. i feel like her daughter would beg to join her away from the awful village that took her away, and dahlia hesitates.

she knows that joining her means giving up her life, and she doesn't want her to do that.

i'm not sure yet if her daughter decides to go against her mothers wishes and joins her, or if she complies and tries to live out her life as best as she can.

i'm kind of leaning towards she goes out to live her own life, but returns to the village much later, and once again seeing her mother in that forest, they both feel like it's time.

i just like the idea of dahlia reuniting her with daughter eventually 😔🙏

#oc rambles #dahlia #i've had dahlia for one day and i love her already

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puff-mmd · 2 months ago

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in-soft-grass, this au is for you

it's also for me and everyone else i know that likes vampires, but specifically for you bc you inspired it

VAMPIRE AU

ok so basically, it's what i think would happen if kaisei was a vampire and like. how he became one and how he ends up meeting ciro (who is a vampire hunter), and like. all that good stuff.

i did watch interview with a vampire (2023?) on recommendation of a friend and i Liked certain parts of it, so if some elements sound familiar, well. you know why lol.

OK LETS GET INTO THIS

it starts out during the turn of the century. kaisei is an odd-job worker who picks up work to help take care of his mom (whom took care of him his whole life by herself and is now older and declining in health).

one evening he decides to stop by a tavern. normally he avoids places like this because they do nothing but suck the money and time out of you, but he's so tired and just wants to see some of the few friends he knows frequent this particular establishment.

it's here that he meets a man named yakumo 👀

and yeah this is the whole "i was inspired" bit where they spend time together and they start to fall in love. kaisei definitely feels like what they have is special, and yakumo does too...

but he rushes into things a bit too much.

he divulges his identity as a vampire, and begs kaisei to become one too so they can spend eternity together.

really romantic, right?

yeah, well. as touched as kaisei is by this, he is 1) a little freaked out by having fallen in love with a bloodthirsty monster, and 2) even if he gets over that, he has friends! he has a mom he's taking care of, he can't abandon her!

but things change when he can't seem to find work anymore, nobody is willing to take him on. his friends drift away faster than ever as he no longer has a connection with them through mutual jobs.

and then the worst of all, his mom dies.

it's the last straw, and surrounded by abandonment and grief, kaisei agrees to be turned so he can spend the rest of forever with at least one person who won't leave him.

(oh kaisei, i'm so sorry, yakumo is not any better in this au. in fact, did you ever wonder, kaisei, why you stopped getting jobs and your buddies abandoned you? how your mom, even though her health wasn't stellar, sharply declined? huh. interesting.)

still thinking about the reasoning, but yeah. yakumo is okay for a few years and tries to love him as best he can, but eventually feels suffocated having to take of kaisei, and is overwhelmed by the prospect of eternity. he can't seem to understand that this (kaisei being dependent on him to traverse being an undead bloodsucker) will not last forever, though the years that fly by so quickly make him feel otherwise. he starts doing things in an attempt to push kaisei away, but the fact of the matter is that he is all kaisei has left. there isn't anything he wouldn't do or put up with that would keep him from following yakumo to the ends of the earth.

he is all he has left in this world.

and yet, one day, kaisei wakes up to an empty house.

nothing in the stillness but a single note with his name, inside of it an "I'm sorry" and a pitiful amount of money.

nothing is left in kaisei but a shattered heart.

kaisei attempts to make ends meet on his own, but it's difficult finding work when you can only meet with people at night, even if the prospected job is performed in the wee hours. he resorts to feeding on small animals, beings that won't be missed, in order to avoid attracting attention from humans.

he can afford some kind of roof over his head, but in all honesty, kaisei is fucking miserable.

his stability in life, his mother, is dead and buried. the people he once called friends have all grown old and died, never even knowing what happened to him. and the man he threw his humanity away for ended up abandoning him when he was needed most.

it's decades later, i'm thinking 70's, and one night when kaisei is wandering the streets before dawn on his way 'home',

he's stopped by a man with a gun pointing to his head.

...yeah, it's ciro 😔

while not his target, ciro is not one to pass an opportunity to rid the world of one more monster if he can. this monster however, straightens up to press the gun barrel against his head and, accepts? the fate of death?

ciro is baffled by this response.

he's used to these monsters pleading for him to spare their life, not asking him to end it without even saying a word.

ciro figures if this vampire isn't going to fight him, he might as well try to get some info out of him, if possible. he asks if he knows a vampire named yakumo, and he can sense he's onto something when he watches kaisei bristle and the hands at his sides clench into fists.

Of course kaisei knows that mf'er. He's the whole reason kaisei is the monster he is now, doomed to live out eternity alone and miserable.

kaisei admits to knowing him, but doesn't know where he is. ciro decides the fact that kaisei has had some kind of contact with his target is useful, and lowers the gun.

at first i imagined this part being more dramatic, but knowing how defeated and tired kaisei probably is, he more likely turns around slowly and takes hold of the gun's barrel - Ciro wasn't quick with taking it away anyways - and points it back at himself.

"Please."

"Not while you can be useful to me."

Ciro pulls the gun away again, this time placing it in it's holster. He extends his hand back out, offering kaisei a deal.

"If you work with me, I'll keep you alive."

"What makes you think I want to live?"

"I think you want to know where that monster's at too."

kaisei stares resentfully at ciro, knowing he's right to some degree.

if he could see yakumo again, what would he say to him? would he ask why he abandoned him? would he apologize for something he doesn't even know he may have done? would he beg for him to bring him back into his life?

probably not those latter ones after so many years alone, but kaisei isn't sure of himself here.

He doesn't take the extended hand in his own, but nods and agrees to follow ciro anyways.

they end up back at a dingy, shady motel where ciro was staying (places like this are handy for a guy that travels around at night and doesn't need to be asked unnecessary questions like "why are you checking in so late?" or "why is there blood on your clothes?")

ciro tosses aside his coat and turns to see kaisei standing awkwardly in the doorway. He walks over, jabs a thumb towards the bathroom door and mutters, "you can sleep in the tub."

He mostly does this because there's a lock on the outside of the bathroom door (i meant it when i said shady motels), and he can keep kaisei locked in there to be safe. No, kaisei wouldn't hurt him, but ciro doesn't know him yet, and he'd rather be safe than sorry.

they go to sleep and when they wake up, they kind of hash out where they are going from here. ciro proposes he won't kill kaisei if he will to help him find yakumo. he also says he'll take kaisei along with him when he moves around to different places, but of course, there's the obligatory "if you try anything funny, you'll regret it" line.

Ciro lays out that Kaisei must sleep in the bathroom until he feels that he can trust him. Kaisei is just grateful to have a decent roof over his head, so he doesn't mind. He explains that he goes around during the day to take jobs and get information on targets while leaving the hunting for specific nights, so when one's asleep, the other will probably be out. Ciro also questions kaisei's feeding habits, to which kaisei responds with the whole "i don't feed on humans, only animals" thing, which is acceptable enough for the blondie.

At first, I think ciro takes some pity on kaisei and decides to just kind of let him do his own thing until he thinks kaisei is a little more comfortable around him. At that point, he asks kaisei to accompany him on his hunting jobs at night, to which kaisei kind of shrugs and admits he doesn't have much else to do anyways.

Ciro asks this after coming back at dusk one evening to see kaisei snuggled up in the bed. He was exhausted and thought he might have a little bit of time to indulge in an actual mattress before ciro returned to kick him out. The sight of the sleeping man makes ciro's heart clench, and all of the sudden he feels bad for forcing him to continue sleeping in locked bathrooms like some wild animal. So yeah, when ciro asks kaisei to join him, he also throws in there that they can take turns sleeping in the tubs when they are both in the room. kaisei kind of looks at him, before raising an eyebrow and saying, "why cant we share the bed?" Ciro blinks back, unaware of how warm his face was, and simply states that as long as kaisei doesn't kick him in his sleep, it shouldn't be a problem.

Some time passes, and they move around to different places and different motels. Ciro's main target of yakumo doesn't change, but in the meantime he does take up a few investigative and "removal" jobs. Imagine a fellow vampire's surprise when he shows up with kaisei, a vampire, to help exterminate them.

Which by the way, he isn't half bad at doing. With all the weird jobs kaisei has had throughout his life, killing other vampires isn't even the worst thing. He ignores the vampires pleas to stop, that they are one and the same. Kaisei does not give a shit - he is the way he is because the only vampire he'd ever known had lied to and abandoned him. Why should he care about the life of another lying, despicable creature?

With time as well, their relationship also evolves. It's not clear who started feeling differently about who first - is it kaisei who inches closer to ciro on those days with the curtains drawn and they share the bed, him searching for the warmth that ciro's living body gives off? Is it ciro who starts to think about how handsome his undead companion is in the moonlight after carrying out a successful job? It's hard to say, but...

Ciro is in fact the first to act on those feelings.

It's one evening that ciro returns to their room after gathering some information on their mutual silver-haired bastard, and he finds kaisei tinkering with some old kick knack he found in an alley (i would think after being alive for nearly a century, kaisei would be the type to pick up many little hobbies). In the blonde's hands is a paper bag, inside is a bottle of wine. He states that he acquired some promising intel, and wanted to celebrate.

"Can you drink wine? Or does it taste like shit to you now that you're dead?"

"It's been so long, I can't remember. Might as well see."

They each pour a glass, and in the dingy motel room, kaisei sits on a musty old couch while ciro sits in an armchair. With a few sips, Kaisei divulges that the wine in fact tastes like nothing - not good nor bad, but it might still be leaving its inebriating effects on him.

"Hm? How so?"

"I don't recall you looking quite so attractive."

Ciro tilts his head, letting his bangs fall over his eyes. He plays with one of the buttons on his already half undone shirt, pulling another through its little hole.

"I've got a question for you, vampire," he drawls, emerald eyes sliding down the purple haired man's body.

"If you're technically dead, can you still get it up?"

Kaisei fails to hide the way his breath hitches at that question.

"If I've had enough blood, I can."

The blonde sets his wine glass down on an end table, rises from the chair, and steps towards his companion on the couch. A few more pops of his buttons echo in the tiny room. In a few moments, he stands in front of kaisei and lifts his wrist over the vampire's wine glass.

"Go on. I want to make sure you have enough then."

Kaisei stares in awe up at him. Was Ciro really offering his own blood to him right now so they could fuck?

Before he can answer, the blonde pulls a pocket knife from his trousers. With one quick slide across his skin, blood drips from his arm into the wine glass in kaisei's hand. After he determines that should be enough, he pulls his wrist away, only for kaisei to catch it in his free hand and bring it to his lips. He licks the cut, and ciro is surprised not only by the action, but also that the wound stops bleeding after he pulls away from kaisei's mouth.

He momentarily forgot that vampire's saliva had congealing properties when used to heal a wound, a little distracted by the unbearable tension building between them.

"Well, try tasting it now. See if it's any better," he breathes out.

The vampire brings the glass to his mouth and drinks the remaining liquid in the cup. He pauses before answering, "It's sweet."

The lustful look in kaisei's half-lidded eyes looking up at him breaks ciro's self-control. He sits himself on kaisei's lap, taking his face in his hands and kissing him deeply. The wine glass is forgotten as kaisei grabs at ciro's waist, pulling him close and responding to the fervent kiss with his own desire. He pins him to the couch, laying on top of him and breaking the kiss only to whisper breathlessly,

"Are you sure?"

Ciro's eyes widen at what he believes to be an obvious question - what did he think the whole bloody wine trick was for?

"Of course I am."

Future me here to write this out yeaaaaaa

The pair grows closer over time, hunting down vampires and finding comfort in each other when they need it. The comfort comes in many forms: from gentle, assuring touches to stress-relief via more lustful means. They spend a few years with this same routine, their ultimate goal remaining the same: find that bastard yakumo and take his ass out of this realm of existence.

However, things suddenly change when ciro finds himself caught up in a mistake of his own creation.

Given a reliable but time-sensitive tip, he decides to forego retrieving kaisei and decides to follow up on it alone. Turns out, the tip was a set up, not even by yakumo or anyone who knows him, but another vampire who caught wind that ciro and his deranged vampire partner were the ones killing off his friends. Like any smart vampire, he doesn't carry out the dirty work himself, oh no. He gets a human to trick ciro and get him alone in an alley, only for him to make a clean gunshot through his abdomen.

Thinking he's done his job, the man leaves ciro to bleed out in the alley, all while kaisei is back at the motel, completely unaware of what's transpired.

But unfortunately for the lackey, ciro isn't one to go down easily, and luckily for him, the man had shittier aim than he prided himself on. He is able to get himself to a nearby payphone and calls kaisei for help. Kaisei is of course shocked and frantic as he takes off as soon as ciro discloses where he's dragged himself to. By the time he reaches his partner, the blonde is slumped on the wall near the payphone, breathing still, but just barely.

Kaisei tries to scoop ciro into his arms, assuring him that he will be alright, they will get help, but he's been losing blood this whole time. Kaisei is fighting his own urges as he tries to help his partner up, but ciro can't even stand at this point. He looks at kaisei, and the vampire can't ignore the pain on his face - he knows his time is up.

"Can...can you turn me?"

Kaisei's eyes widen at the request. He had never tried to turn a human before, and he had never wanted to inflict his own fate onto anyone else. But now the only person in his life who had not abandoned him was asking for that lonely fate.

"I...I can't bear abandoning you. You don't deserve to go through that again."

With those kind words, who was he to deny the one person he truly loved and felt that love be returned a request to stay with him longer?

As much as he wants ciro to stay with him, the process scares kaisei. He has to drain ciro of blood until he is almost gone (which at this point is not a lot more), and then get him to drink from his own blood. There is no set time or amount of these things, and this is something he's never attempted nor has a clear memory of his own turning at this moment. He tilts ciro's head and takes a breath before biting into his flesh. He tastes the warm blood flowing into his mouth, and it takes every ounce of his control to not drain him completely.

Just as ciro begins to lose strength and lean into kaisei, he pulls away and the blonde slumps to the side with a groan. Kaisei quickly drags his nails across his wrist before placing it to his partner's lips and encouraging him to drink. He once again has to tilt ciro's head back to allow the blood to trickle down his throat.

Seconds feel like hours after he pulls his arm away, having given him a decent amount of blood. Kaisei's blue eyes watch closely as his partner's breathing slows to a halt. Fear creeps up the back of his neck that he did something wrong, he had failed, his companion and lover was dead-

Until ciro began to cough violently, to the point of retching. Kaisei put an arm around him, a feeble attempt to comfort the man as he experienced the worst pain imaginable, his insides dying and giving way to whatever demonic powers kept their undead bodies moving. Sitting up shakily, ciro leaned into his savior and groaned again. Shifting his arms, he uncovered the bullet wound and felt a mix of disgust and relief to see it slowly closing itself.

They sat in the alley with the distant sounds of the city bearing witness to the sins they committed in the name of love.

After some time, kaisei helps ciro to his feet, and they slowly make their way back to the motel. They were lucky it was evening, but the dawn was fast approaching, and they were not about to be caught in the sun's rays.

They stumble into the motel room, kaisei doing his best to keep ciro up. He has regained some strength in his legs, and at this point insists that he can wash up on his own. The blonde fumbles with the handle to the bathroom, until it clicks open and he steps inside, closing the door behind himself.

Kaisei, however, is too wound up to do anything other than fret over his partner. He listens for anything suspicious, only hearing a few wet thumps of clothing being balled up and dropped into the tub. The silence that follows beckons the purple haired man to peek into the door, only to find ciro standing over the pile of bloody clothes, staring down despondently. He swings the door open slowly, and the blonde turns his empty gaze up at him. It's enough to break kaisei's heart, and he steps forward to embrace his lover.

Ciro is still as kaisei sobs apologies into his shoulder. He closes his eyes, wrapping his arms around him. He whispers that it wasn't his fault, he should have known better than to do something so stupid on his own.

"The only reason I'm still here is because of you."

Standing in the glow of the buzzing overhead lights, kaisei gives ciro one last squeeze, before asking him to rest - he will take care of the clothes and wash him up afterwards. Ciro does not argue, he hums a response and shuffles back into the darkness, shadowed by the heavy curtains on the single window, before collapsing onto the bed. His tired mind focuses on the muffled sounds from the bathroom, the thin lines of light escaping the cracks between door and frame - the only traces of light in the pitch darkness.

Water rushing, then lightly splashing, followed by thumps of wadded clothing being unfurled and scrubbed. The gentle noises, comforting darkness, and exhaustion were enough to close ciro's eyelids for the time being.

He was just barely falling asleep when he felt a hand on his shoulder trace up to pat his head - kaisei's voice following the caring touch.

"Lets clean you up before you get too comfortable."

Ciro sits in the tub, allowing his partner to scrub the drying blood and other bodily fluids from his skin, being extra careful around the now barely visible wound. He relishes the warm water on his cooling skin - it's a strange sensation, one he guesses it must feel like for a person with hypothermia to be doused in warm water. The silence made him ever more aware that he could not hear blood rushing in his veins, only a barely audible trickle like water dripping into his ears. His heart, or whatever now inhabited the cavity in his chest, did not beat as it had hours ago. He breathed slowly, and was grateful for the rise and fall of his chest still feeling somewhat normal.

Kaisei noticed the far-off look on his partner's face, and cleared his throat to break the silence.

"I know it feels strange," he whispered softly as he held ciro's wrist in his hands, "to suddenly not hear the sounds your body made for so long without you ever noticing."

Ciro nodded.

"It was one of the first things i noticed too - it freaked me out," kaisei said with a dry chuckle.

"You'll eventually get used to it, just like how we must have gotten used to all the noise when we were alive."

The purple-haired man slid his fingers down ciro's wrist and held his hand in his own. He held it to his lips and mumbled, "i will miss that warmth of yours, though."

Ciro leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to his lover's forehead.

"We'll just have to find other means of keep warm then, won't we?"

Not sure how much more i will add on to this, but i was thinking as an extension, writing about them finding yakumo at some point. Part of me was thinking maybe he should be alive, but more fittingly, i feel like yakumo would be dead. Whether by his own hand or someone else's, i just can't see him being alive when they track him down, because what would there be to say? In the end, it would never make sense to kaisei why he was abandoned, no matter what yakumo would use as an excuse or reason.

I also had ideas of branching out into ciro's family (all of or almost all of which are vampire hunters) and making the decision to confide in them his fate. On the fence about his family being accepting of how things have turned out, or being ashamed of him and turning him away.

Also also i had a scene of them intimately together, and kaisei voicing that he would like to find a more permanent living situation. He has been around a long time now, and feels like he has not had a stable home for most of it. Having found someone who won't leave him again, he wants to settle down and at least attempt to enjoy eternity - for real this time, and not another false promise from a man that likely never meant it in the first place.

#model of love #ciro #kaisei #yakumo (mentioned)#oc rambles #oc #original character #i told a friend that if a story is normally cheerful and lighthearted there must be angsty au's to make up for it #beware more incoming angsty au's

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