Mononobe no Ayumitsu

@heinricus-rex

                                            Visits to the German councilman’s room was somewhat of a norm or well-known thing in the castle. Heinrich was a dear friend from centuries ago, a bond that they continued to share and keep till this day. Maybe a lifetime ago the visits or meetings were due to a certain feud of the past but, in this period it was now merely for mere companionship.

When one gets to a certain age, it does get difficult to find people who share same life experiences.

“I don’t think I’ve seen you hunt in a while,” Ayumu mentions out of the blue as he peeks through the window’s curtains. The view of the outside from Heinrich’s suite wasn’t a sight that was new to the blond, it was simply just for the act of doing something in their boring day. “Has the plains of Russia bore you already Heins?” He jests with a laugh as the blond closes the blinds once again.

In their stay at Krov’s Ayumu has developed a conclusion that most of the fun things to do in the castle were to meet up with new slaves and have your merry way with them. A grand luxury for many and definitely more rewards akin or grandiose to it were given for soldiers who won the war... Soldiers like him and Heinrich. But, such things get tiring over time. “I know we came to this place to relax but, doing the same thing everyday has made it seem really dull.” He says non-chalantly as Ayumu walks around the area in search of something to do. “Not that dull is bad, definitely preferable to affrays.” Sometimes talks of the old war slips out in their conversations out of the blue, a delicate matter that they seem to always circle back to. Maybe it was because their friendship had started there or perhaps Heinrich is the only person in the world who can truly fathom his change of personality from before to now. 

Anyways, this time it was Ayumu’s fault for bringing up such a topic so it was responsibility to change it.

“Oh so you’re here to seduce the men huh. Guess it’s a good thing I’m immune to you.” The human smirked with a light laugh. Though he did like seeing the other in the outfit. It was a nice change from the common stuff everyone wore. Plus he thought it looked really nice.

“Then maybe we should go there? Just hang out.” Silver thought for a moment and tapped his chin. “Maybe, but I do read lots of things. What books do you read? I never see you with a book in hand.”

“Well, I didn’t come here to play chess you know?” He laughs then, puts a hand on his chest and replies dramatically to Silver when he the blond was immune to to his charms. “Silver, you hurt my poor little heart.” Ayumu says in a pseudo-pained voice whilst pretending to cry.

Simon was taken aback with how the other reacted. And when he went to pull the whiskers Simon reached out to say something. But he was too late. The neko cringed as the little fine whiskers were pulled. He knew it hurt. “Clearly. Otherwise you wouldn’t have pulled the whiskers.” He chuckled watching as the male began to shout.

“Calm down. It’s probably the spells going around. Everyone has been hit with something. Just ride it out. Besides you’ve got a cute little kitten face to you.”

“They actually really hurt.” Ayumu admits as he lightly pats his cheeks to see if that would ease the pain. “It was probably a bad move to pull them but, I didn’t think they were real.” He sighs in both annoyance and weariness. His ears and tail were downcast, easily showing his drop of mood.

“I let my guard down too easily.” Ayumu says, huffing a bit in amusement upon hearing the news that he’s not the only one hit with this type of shenanigan. The blond shrugs at the other’s compliment, smiling a little as he says thanks. Yet, his tail gave him away in immediately wagging happily behind him. “You seem to be one of the lucky few who didn’t get affected,” He starts off with a light conversation before asking. “I wonder how long I have to stay as a cat though, they’re a bit different from kitsunes you know.” 

“I know. You look good in it. Fits you.” Laughing Silver shook his head. “Ya cause you ain’t wearing pants. I see what you’re doing. Enticing all these pretty men.” The human wiggled his eyebrows and laughed again. “Oh I love the library. I get to learn new things. Like I learned to pick locks from it. And how to be a good sneak to mess with the guards. Though I have yet to be at the garden. Never had a knack for plants.”

“Of course it does, everything’s tailored to my size and liking.”He said with a grin, one hand smoothing over the hem of his kimono. The fabric itself was soft and velvety, just the way he liked it. Ayumu hums at Silver’s words. “It is easier to seduce when you’re not wearing pants.” He admits with a chortle.

“Gardens are for relaxing to be honest,” Ayumu replies amused. “You and I pick very different books in the library. Now I’m interested in what kind of mischief you do.”

Hwan was just doing his job, although he would never deny enjoying it. Dragging one of the slaves back to the undercroft was fine, doing it after knocking them nearly senseless was much more in line with his violent nature. Unable to do much with the collar on, the wendigo resorted to more standard methods of discipline. The slave in question was not broken, but they would remember the pain of their lesson for several days and, hopefully, would know not to talk back to the guards. Some took longer to learn than others.

After slamming the door to the cell closed, the looked down the hall and noticed one of the masters. He had seen the man a few times around while he worked and hadn’t been given a reason to pay much attention. Now, it was odd. Was the man following him? Confusing and a bit annoyed, Hwan ran a hand through his hair. “Is there something you need?” he asked, more interested in finding another misbehaving slave.

‘Beautiful,’ was one of the first words that registered in Ayumu’s mind when he had caught a glimpse of the guard. It had been several days ago when it had happened, the blond was on route to either the library or garden, something he always had to debate about on days. He normally minds his own business but, when his eyes laid upon the staff guard, Ayumu knew he had to ask him to be his muse.

Sadly though, Ayumu was either too stunned or withdrawn at that time to actually introduce himself. It took the blond a few days to track down the guard, asking the other servants around a raven haired guard. Luckily, he was able to procure a name and now, he almost looks like a stalker.

“Ah,” was the first reply he gave, followed by the thought. ‘Got caught.’ Ayumu mused and just thought screw it ‘It’s now or never,’

Simon needed to keep busy. No boy who had a master like Gotrik should be idle and wasting time. So he decided to head to the library and sharpen up on some history among the other list of books he wanted to read. “Hmm?” He asked looking up at the other who asked. His face beamed as he saw the other. A cat boy too! “Oh it’s uh three o’clock.” Simon told him with a nod.

“I like your tail.” The neko smiled popping out his spotted ears and tail. It swayed a bit before he chuckled. “Though I’ve never seen a neko with whiskers. That’s cool though. What’s it like?”

Ayumu smiled, bowing his head a little in curtsy as he said thanks to the other. His ears perked up at the compliment, tail swishing from left to right. “Thanks,” He replied back without really realizing yet, how his tail had spurred out when--

“Neko?” He echoed out the others words in confusion. Ayumu’s eyes narrowed before a hand raised up to touch his face and a reaction of pure shock covered his features. “Ah! What the hell?!” He said as both hands came to touch the whiskers and pull them out. “Ouch, ouch.” It stung and infuriated the blond.

“Sorry, I’m not a neko.” Ayumu told the other as his tail came into view and it was a yellow fluffy tail that was very different from his real kitsune one. “Shit!” He took the obnoxiously cute looking tail in his hands this time. “Okay, whoever did this, NOT FUNNY.” Ayumu shouted in the library.

Silver basically hopped on his friend with a laugh. “I don’t know. I just saw myself after a shower and here it was!” He exclaimed as his ears twitched under his friend’s fingers. “Ya. I think it has to do with whatever is going on around the castle.” His tail swished behind him as he grinned a toothy cat grin. “What are you up to? Fancy as ever I see.” The now cat boy teased lightly tugging on the male’s kimono.

“You know, most people would find this annoying.” He said as he listened to Silver non-chalantly explain how he had gotten cat-like. Ayumu continued to scratch the other’s ear as he checked the tail that was wagging from behind. “Is it just physical? How cat-y are you?” He laughs in curiosity.

“It’s not fancy,” Ayumu was quick defend himself. “It’s... Tradition...” He said off as a weak way of explaining, his features scrunching up in dismay as he knows it wasn’t really a good enough reason.”Also, it’s comfortable. I dress for comfort, been wearing shit like this for millennia’s now, so I ain’t stopping soon.” He shrugs while saying the truth.

“Haven’t decided what to do yet, it’s either the library or the garden today.” He said with a hum. “Both of which I’m sure sounds boring to you.” He chuckles.

Iah had come into the library in a desperate attempt to distract himself from the pain throbbing through his mind. Whatever spell or other nonsense had caused this needed to end quickly. He knew what would make it stop and yet refused to go find the damn slave. No. He was not going to drop his pride just to make- Shit! Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair in a useless attempt to soothe the pain away. Once inside the library, he began searching for any good book to read. Biographies and history tended to be his favorites. Learning how other people had experienced some of the events he himself had lived through was always interesting.

Hearing another person in the room, he turned and blinked. His first instinct had told him that the other was a fellow vampire, but the ears and whiskers said otherwise. Maybe some kind of hybrid? Iah would not claim to know every species that resided in the castle.

The tail caught his attention for a moment and he finally shrugged, deciding to just go for his question. Anything was better than letting his head throb through the silence. “Wonderful tail,” he stated, doing his best to make the comment as nonchalant as possible in case this all was caused by the magic around and he had simply not noticed, rather than the other’s natural state.

It took him a moment to fully wake up from his daze but, Ayumu hadn’t noticed that there seemed to be something that bothered the other. What it was, Ayumu definitely had next to no clue at all. But, the other was polite enough to answer the blond’s question so he nodded his head and said his thanks--

But, his comment made the blond’s brow arch up in puzzlement.

“Tail?” He echoed out the other’s words, looking thoroughly confused as Ayumu turned his gaze down to see a yellow fluffy tail wagging along. “That’s not mine.” He said mostly to himself rather than, to the person he was with. He quickly clutched at the swaying tail, his sleep idled mind unable to comprehend at first how strong he had grabbed it that Ayumu quickly yelped at his own force.

“Shit!” He screamed, fully waking at his own caused pain. The damn tail was too sensitive! “No, no, this can’t be happening.” The blond muttered worriedly as he checked his hands as saw sharp nails that were technically, normal in his kitsune form if he were to wish them to spring about. But, today there was something utterly different about them.

He touched his face this time and screamed again when he felt hair on his cheeks. “Fuck!” He took out his phone, checking through the camera what his appearance now looked to be and a frustrated groan left his lips. 

Ayumu’s attention looked to the other person in the room, his features showing that he definitely was not pleased. “Was somebody else here in the library?” He inquired but, the way the blond looked at the man also made it seem like he was accusing the other of his current predicament.

// Hey guys, so here’s some info about Ayumu for his wc. He basically got the position of Councilman because of his participation in the war. Although his background in being part a notable vampire family as well as being related to the royals in Japan also helped. Those who know him from the war know a cold and bloodthirsty version of him. He was known to be cruel and sadistic during his time in the war. It was only a couple of years later that his light and cheerful personality had come back. The Ayumu from the war and now are like two very different people.

War veterans - someone who fought with him in the war. They are probably one of the few people who know that prior to joining the war, Ayumu was asleep for half a millennia. This person may even have been there during his awakening. They’re one of the few people who understands him and are actually close friends with Ayumu.

War Criminals - can also be his war veteran friend and part of the council, this person is someone who joined Ayumu in their list of crimes to win the war. Will most likely have triggering content for this wc.

The New Connection - can be during or after the war. This person is a new friend and connection of Ayumu as he decided to venture out of his country. It took a war for the blond to even step foot out of his homeland. They intrigue Ayumu since they were the first person to teach him about different cultures. This person along with the war veteran wc have both seen the two sides of Ayumu, one from the war and the one from now.

Nemesis - This person is a fellow councilman but, they do not like Ayumu. It could be that they know of Ayumu’s war crimes and does not approve of it. That or it could be that they’re just really annoyed with each other.

Tossed item - A slave whom Ayumu used to own. Even after the war, it took a couple of years for Ayumu to truly simmer down. A few slaves that he had owned experienced first hand the way he lashes out and punishes them for no good reason. This person was lucky enough to escape Ayumu’s clutches and does not believe at all for one second that the blond has turned over a new leaf.

The Pseudo-Flame - Someone whom Ayumu had gotten together with during or after the war. He was a bitter man and this person clearly knows that in those times, they were a rebound for the blond.

Fledglings - Some who stuck with him in the tossed item era and seen him better himself and others who are new. The old ones can be fiercely loyal and in a way, may have developed Stockholm syndrome with Ayumu. The news ones tend to love or respect him for being a kind, gentle, and caring master who may not believe his war crimes are true.

The Muse - someone who inspires Ayumu. He has recently developed a liking to to sketching and thinks the other person is beautiful so, he asks to sketch them. The person may or may not accept his request to model for him, even if they are a slave since he doesn’t like  forcing people.

The Attachment - a staff at Krov’s whom Ayumu has gained a fondness for. It could be that they share a lot of interests together and probably geek out together. More often than, not Ayumu has visited and annoyed this person while they’re busy working so that they could pay attention to the blond.

// So this got a bit long lol all of these can be for any species unless stated otherwise. Feel free to message me for plotting~