A new friend - Vampire Todo and Werewolf pup Bakugo
Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2022 2:09 pm
Shouto’s been alone for the longest time, his family had… dispersed as time went on.
The manor, once bustling with life, with parties once a month, with maids and butlers and guests alike all wandering, chatting or working. His father used to take up the main office, the library was once lit up and the books were not so covered in webs. The curtains, having used to be open, were shut. Keeping the world and the sunlight out.
It was… saddening. Shouto remembers ground up here, with his siblings, with his father and mother. Then… things went downhill.
Arguments, old traditions, personalities clashing and terrible decisions of the Patriarch caused the family to fall apart and, in the end, Shouto was the only one left in the manor to take care of. One day, he’d like to clean it up, fill it with life, maybe sell it to a large family that would use it better than he did, but for right now… he would wander the halls. Visit the library, walk through the dead and dying garden his mother and sister once tended to.
His meals would become nightly strolls through the nearby village to find stray animals, or people he happened to find alone. He’d rather not hurt anyone… but sometimes his hunger would take control over him more than he’d like to admit.
There was a reason no one ever stepped close to the manor, far from the village and in the thick forest.
It’s why, when he was going to head out on a walk after dusk had made the sky dark and the stars start peeking through the clouds, he’s surprised to find a small, blond… werewolf? His head couldn’t help but tilt at the sleeping little boy, and he couldn't help but find the other adorable, with his little ears and the way his tail was curled around himself for warmth. He’d tried to get in, did he? Or had he tried to knock? If so, Shouto definitely wouldn’t have heard it, not from his own bedchambers, and certainly not in the comfortable coffin he slept in during the day.
Quietly, setting his lantern aside, the vampire kneels down and gingerly picks up the pup in his arms, noting how absolutely exhausted the poor thing looked. He had a strong heartbeat, though, so Shouto takes the pup into one of the bedrooms that had long been abandoned. Candles light as he enters and small black shadows scurry away into crevices. He walks over to the bed and lays the pup down, pulling a blanket over him.
Looks like he’ll have to help this pup return to his family if he could help it, but for now, he’ll have to gather food for him.
So, off the Vampire goes after leaving a glass of water. He’ll return before sunrise at the very least. He doubts such a small pup could do much harm while he was gone.
The manor, once bustling with life, with parties once a month, with maids and butlers and guests alike all wandering, chatting or working. His father used to take up the main office, the library was once lit up and the books were not so covered in webs. The curtains, having used to be open, were shut. Keeping the world and the sunlight out.
It was… saddening. Shouto remembers ground up here, with his siblings, with his father and mother. Then… things went downhill.
Arguments, old traditions, personalities clashing and terrible decisions of the Patriarch caused the family to fall apart and, in the end, Shouto was the only one left in the manor to take care of. One day, he’d like to clean it up, fill it with life, maybe sell it to a large family that would use it better than he did, but for right now… he would wander the halls. Visit the library, walk through the dead and dying garden his mother and sister once tended to.
His meals would become nightly strolls through the nearby village to find stray animals, or people he happened to find alone. He’d rather not hurt anyone… but sometimes his hunger would take control over him more than he’d like to admit.
There was a reason no one ever stepped close to the manor, far from the village and in the thick forest.
It’s why, when he was going to head out on a walk after dusk had made the sky dark and the stars start peeking through the clouds, he’s surprised to find a small, blond… werewolf? His head couldn’t help but tilt at the sleeping little boy, and he couldn't help but find the other adorable, with his little ears and the way his tail was curled around himself for warmth. He’d tried to get in, did he? Or had he tried to knock? If so, Shouto definitely wouldn’t have heard it, not from his own bedchambers, and certainly not in the comfortable coffin he slept in during the day.
Quietly, setting his lantern aside, the vampire kneels down and gingerly picks up the pup in his arms, noting how absolutely exhausted the poor thing looked. He had a strong heartbeat, though, so Shouto takes the pup into one of the bedrooms that had long been abandoned. Candles light as he enters and small black shadows scurry away into crevices. He walks over to the bed and lays the pup down, pulling a blanket over him.
Looks like he’ll have to help this pup return to his family if he could help it, but for now, he’ll have to gather food for him.
So, off the Vampire goes after leaving a glass of water. He’ll return before sunrise at the very least. He doubts such a small pup could do much harm while he was gone.