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candyriku · 5 months ago

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you fell in love with a vampire

Soriku // Vampire Sora, Blood drinking // ~600 words // ao3 link

“C’mon, Riku,” Sora whines, looking up at Riku with those big, dark eyes.

Blue. They were once blue. But now, they’re a different color entirely. They’re such a deep shade of wine-red that they nearly look black these days. It's been years, but Riku still isn't entirely used to Sora looking like this.

Riku sighs and nods. Who is he to say no to Sora? It's been a while since last time, and he's been greedy with Sora's dreams lately. He begins to pull his hair back to expose his neck, but Sora stops him with trembling hands, taking Riku’s silver strands between his eager fingers and bringing the ends to his nose as he inhales the scent. He’ll work himself into a frenzy at this rate. Riku’s seen it happen before.

“Easy,” Riku warns, but Sora has already shed his sensibilities. He reaches up and caresses Riku’s cheek for a moment before ghosting his lips against the hollow of Riku’s throat. Riku shivers in delight, despite himself. Despite knowing what comes next.

Sora’s lips trail up the side of Riku’s neck. Then, a sharp inhale, and an even sharper pain. Riku clenches his fists at first, doing what he can not to jolt away out of instinct, but the sensation of blood draining from his neck is a hypnotic, intoxicating feeling that causes him to relax nearly instantly. They sink to the floor together, and Riku wraps Sora in his arms, practically cradling the vampire as he feeds.

Sora is humming with pleasure as he drinks, too impatient to take his time and go as slowly as he should. Riku floats through a sea of pink clouds, his mind so distant from his body that he forgets everything for a moment aside from his heartbeat whispering Sora’s name to him.

I love you, Riku thinks, and somehow the essence of that thought becomes a hymn sung by his blood, the melody coursing through his veins and into Sora’s hungry mouth.

Sora pauses for a moment as he understands the wordless song, and Riku distantly feels those lips curve into a smile at his throat. Gently, Sora begins to stroke Riku’s hair as he drinks, and Riku wants to fall into this moment, the pure pleasure of it, the sensation of being nothing more than sand pouring right through Sora’s fingertips.

He raises his hand, barely aware he is even in control of his movements anymore, and his fingers meet Sora’s chest. His palm finds the absence, the place a beating heart should be, and he wills his own pulse into Sora’s body. Take it. It’s yours.

Sora moves his hand over Riku’s, trapping it against his sternum, and gives it a squeeze. Riku is nothing more than his blood now, flowing into Sora, pulsing with life itself. His sense of his physical form shreds into atoms, so impossibly tiny, and his consciousness pulls away until the world around him is nothing more than a pinprick of light through a distant tunnel.

Not yet, Sora thinks to him, their minds directly linked now as more and more of Riku’s essence enters Sora’s body. Hold on a little longer for me.

Riku tries, but his body has become a thin membrane that his mind can’t help slipping through. There’s nothing to hold on to here. Time turns in on itself, and Riku watches as the sun rises and sets, rises and sets, over and over across a rapidly shifting horizon. He is falling, he is floating, he is flying, soaring high above his body, the earth, the stars in the sky.

It’s raining. Or maybe Riku has fallen into the ocean. All he knows is that he suddenly is cold and wet.

“Come back to me,” Sora urges, splashing his face with water again. “I went too far again. I’m sorry. Stay with me.”

Once Riku’s soul returns to his body, he crushes his lips against Sora, tasting the blood – his blood – on Sora’s mouth and chin.

“I’m sorry,” Sora mumbles again.

Riku shakes his head.

“I love you,” he sighs, still riding the high, his heart floating somewhere above his mind.

#i'm test driving this on tumblr lol. may or may not put this on ao3. i wrote this while silly from pain meds after my surgery #soriku #soriku oneshot #soriku fic #soriku fanfic #blood #tw blood #cw blood #soriku fanfiction #basically the process for this was:#1. come home from surgery in a haze + take the funny painkiller #2. see a post on tumblr about vampires stroking the hair of the person they're drinking blood from #3. think about amc's interview with the vampire (i have only seen two episodes so far but WHEW)#4. ah. soriku but vampires. i want to write it.#pwft

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kizzer55555 · 8 months ago

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DPxDC: Jarro Adopts an Alien

Ok, so Danny has a space obsession and a protection obsession (I headcanon that as a halfa, Danny has two obsessions like all Halfas do which makes them unique to other ghosts.) and so while he can get his fill protecting people in Amity, he struggles with his space obsession. Sure, he can look up everything he can about space and the stars on the internet. He can stay up until 2 am looking at the stars (who needs sleep? He’s a ghost, he can go days, or even weeks without sleep if he wants, same with a lack of air or food.) but it’s just not enough. He craves to learn more, see more. Just as Dani gets that itch to travel, Danny wonders. What would it be like to see the stars up close? Are they really as hot as a dragons fire breath? Hotter!? Or maybe they are so hot they are cold. What does it look like to see plasma dancing across the surface, or touch the gasses of Jupiter? Does Pluto have ice caves like the far frozen? How many planets are actually out there? What about Mars. There’s a whole species living there with a language and culture Danny can’t even fathom! Oh what he wouldn’t give to talk with martian manhunter or Superman.

And what’s stopping him from exploring this? He can fly. He doesn’t need air. He can go intangible if it gets too hot and he’s practically immune to the cold. He wants to touch a space rock! See if they are smooth because there is no wind or earth to rub against them and erode the surface. He wants to see what planets they come from. What minerals they might have. He wants to know if there are currents in space. All of these things are right there just above the atmosphere. Surely it couldn’t hurt to take a quick peek. So he does. During a particularly bad day Danny flies as fast as he can until the earth’s gravity looses its effects. Until his hair is floating as of it’s in water even more than normal. Until he can feel when breathing no longer became a choice (still not necessary though). And it…was beautiful. To be surrounded by space. To see the earth like this. Pictures just didn’t do it Justice. He flew across the solar system and as he passed planets, he longed to fly through them. To search every crevice and learn their secrets. But he had a bigger prize in mind at the moment. The crown jewel of their universe. The closest star he could find. The sun.

Danny was mesmerized. The plasma really did dance across the surface. Like a never ending performance of science and beauty. There were sparks that few in arcs. Danny flew down and played in them, making a game to see how many he could fly under. His ghost core purred in delight. His obsession had never been more satisfied. He spent hours out there. Just exploring what his solar system had to offer. So when he returned? He couldn’t just forget. Pictures and online science theories had nothing on the real thing. He wanted to explore some more. So he did. Every night he would go out and explore the cosmos. Flying from planet to planet. (Either the Martians were still around and Danny made friends with them, even learning their language, or he just looks at their ruins to learn as much as he can). And with both obsessions now being filled, Danny is more settled. More confident. And he can focus better. Everyone notices the change, even his teachers. They just think that he’s paying more attention to his education now. He’s even better during his ghost fights.

But Danny can fly awfully fast. And he soaks up information even faster. Soon his trips take longer and longer as he flies further out. Sometimes he can barely make it back in time for school. And he can't go every night. Sometimes the ghosts won’t wait for daytime so he has to make sure the town will be safe in his absence. Although he’s been able to take more trips ever since Valerie joined the vigilante ranks. But still, he’s getting farther and farther from earth each night. Until one day he’s visited every planet, every star, every comet or debris in their solar system. Which would be fine. He could deal with that if that was all there was. But it wasn’t. Danny saw the stars just out of reach. He saw places the Milky Way was leaning towards. He saw just the barest hints of new solar systems with new planets and stars. And he knew of legends from lanterns that they had posted online. Heard tales from some scientists that have made better telescopes. And his core itches. It aches to know more. See more. Yet he can't go further. And this puts him in a sort of depression. Suddenly he’s back to his old self. Lagging behind. Distracted. Zoning out. Crashing into a few more buildings during ghost attacks. Yet he tries so hard to be satisfied with what he has. He can still fulfill his obsession…it’s just more like chewing on a granola bar rather than eating a decent meal. He’s almost becoming lethargic.

So one day he goes to Frostbite to see if there’s anything he can do to lessen the effects. But the yeti just takes one look at him and gives him the infimap. And suddenly Danny is in a whole new universe in seconds. The planets are purple. The stars are blue. He’s pretty sure there are furry blob-like creatures living on one of those planets. And suddenly he gets that itch, but holding the infimap, he knows he had time, so he lets himself go.

And for a while it’s good. great even. Since he can’t keep asking the yetis for the infimap, he goes over to Wulf to see if he’s up for an adventure. Most of the time he is and they go exploring the galaxies together. And then Wulf had the genius idea of teaching Danny how to make portals. It took a long time but soon, he could concentrate the surrounding ectoplasm enough to weaken it and pull. It took a while since Danny didn’t have ecto claws and would have to use his pure will. But this would allow him to follow his obsession anytime, anywhere. So it was only a matter of time. And once he figured it out? It was like something was unlocked. Danny had never before understood how Ellie could travel so much. But now he did. That feeling when you discover something new. When you add to your reservoir of knowledge. When the patterns in the universe just click. There is nothing Danny could compare it to. And to explore that whenever he wanted? It was so freeing. While Wulf sometimes still joined Danny’s adventures, Danny did most of his explorations by himself.

He meets various planets and aliens. So many different cultures. He learns thousands of languages. Tries all kinds of foods (and it’s a good thing his ghost self has an iron stomach and he’s basically poison resistant.) even found a whole comet where blood blossoms grew. (Which he most definitely avoided). And wasn’t that fascinating? To find out they were from space.

And then during his travels one day he met a space alien starfish.

It was actually a funny story. A meteor shower was about to attack a planet of talking blue monkey creatures with 4 arms. Danny immediately started diverting them and was soon joined by some lantern corps (which his inner fanboy wanted to talk to so bad.). And a tiny starfish in a…Robin uniform? Oh and the starfish could apparently do martial arts which was interesting to watch him karate chop a meteor. He could also talk directly into Danny’s head which the halfa found more interesting. So they got to talking and apparently his name was Jarro. He seemed to be helping the lantern corps as a ‘proxy from earth’ to make better use of his skills.

Danny would run into Jarro a few more times. Sometimes he was with Lanterns and sometimes he would just be exploring the galaxies. They started forming a pretty strong friendship and Danny would start seeking out the starfish alien to travel with him. He knew all kinds of space facts. Apparently he had an eidetic memory. When they explored, sometimes Jarro would just stick to part of Danny. Wrapped around his arm, his waist, sometimes just sticking to his back like a strange backpack. But they always had fun.

So Danny was happy. He could fulfill both obsessions and got a space pal. Everything was great!

Until the GIW caught him.

It would probably be the worst day of his life. There was an explosion in the lab. Something set up by them after they realized Danny frequented that place often. So they set a trap and blew it up. Thankfully, Jazz was at college during this but both his parents were home. When the explosion went off, Danny had tried putting a Barrier around them all. It took everything he had to maintain it. That’s how they found out he was phantom. Danny had a few moments where his parents said they accepted him but he couldn’t hold the barrier for long. His parents said that they loved him and then everything went green. He woke up in a lab, tired and injured. His only saving grace being that he remained in phantom form. And he was determined to remain so.

Danny’s time at the GIW was a haze but eventually, he managed to escape. Bleeding, and tired, and still recovering from the burns in the explosion, Danny made a portal straight to Amity. Only when he got there, it was a ghost town. Streets were empty, buildings were boarded up. Even the Nasty Burger was deserted. As for his house, there was nothing but a crater left and some scattered debris. Danny looked everywhere but there was no one. No Jazz. No Sam. No Tucker. No one. and he was tired. And everything hurt, and he needed a friend. Someone he could trust. So in a daze he made a portal and tried to just project safe. Safe safe safe. Somewhere he knew he would be protected. And so Jarro got a surprise when his space buddy suddenly popped out of a green portal, bleeding green and clearly passed out. He didn't know what to do. He didn’t know how to help him. But Jarro knew someone who would.

So with a speed never before seen from a tiny starfish, he flew to earth. Bringing his friend straight to his father. Because surely batman could help!

And with his appearance, the green blood, the knowledge of space facts. The lack of wanting to talk about where he came from (and the nightmares crying out for his parents). This is how the bats became convinced that Jarro brought them an injured alien.