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askadrianalucardtepes · 8 months
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"With the sun obscured and humanity calling for help once more, I have awoken at last. It's good to be back after all these years of silent slumber. Now... Let's see what humanity has been up to ever since I left."
[OOC] Okay so, I finished this faster than anticipated and I am really really really proud. So y'all are getting this a bit early. But! Surprise! Nocturne Alucard joins the gang! I'll add him to my guidelines soon, and he'll be available for asks with a freshly made sprite. Have fun! :D
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"You know.. I still think about my boy @askadrianalucardtepes frequently, if I'll be honest. I miss him, even with all the bad blood we have between us. I wonder if there was some way I could hear about how he's doing at this time, and what he might be up to..."
[OOC] Hey guys! A little self promo here. @askadrianalucardtepes is running very very low on asks and has been struggling a bit lately, and since Dracula is absolutely thriving I figured I'd come here to ask for a hand. If anyone wants to check it out and send in some asks I'd greatly appreciate it! Thank you so very much in advance, even if you only just take a peek. Much love!
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thewritetofreespeech · 2 months
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Could I request Alucard getting overstimulated by his s/o to the point he's whimpering and teary-eyed?
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His lungs burned as he tried to clutch air into them. Alternating between gasping pants and clinching his jaw so tight he thought his teeth might crack.
How long had they been doing this for? Hours? Days? Centuries? Alucard felt it difficult to keep track of time. Keep track of anything other than trying to get air in his lungs, his lover’s wonderful cruel touches, and the need to cum.
“Aww…is it getting too hard my love?” Their sweet voice called to him. A finger tipping his chin up to crane his neck off the bed, which he instantly follows. A willing puppet to their whims. “I mean, I know your cock is already too hard. So red and swollen.” He gasped when their other hand drifted over his erection. Hips lifting to get just a little more touch that he needed to cum. But he was denied. “It looks to vibrant against your beautiful, white skin.”
“….please….” Alucard can barely choke out the words. He had actually been strangled, so he could honestly say that their skillful torment had left him strangled for words.
“Ooo…you beg so beautifully too. My sweet love. The son of the all powerful vampire lord Dracula at the quaking mercy of a little human. What would your father think?”
His fangs bare in a hiss, possibly a subconscious flash at the remark or from another barely their touch on his inner thigh near his balls. “….please…”
“You’re so beautiful when you cry too.” He hadn’t even noticed he was crying until they leaned in to lick a single tear from his cheek. Frustration, pain, or just squeezing them so tightly, he wasn’t sure what caused them. He was sure that elation was the cause of them after they told him, “ok. You can cum now.” It was like a cord snapped inside him as he came ropes of cum all over himself and the bed. Not unassisted by the fact that his back bent off the bed like he was possessed.
Alucard fell back to the bed when he was finished, then fell back into himself. “Are you alright?”
“Yes, I’m fine.” His voice was a little hoarse. Probably from earlier when he was moaning & crying out. Fighting against it before he relented and just let them do what they wanted with him. Submitted so he could have the opportunity for release.
A cool rag drifted over his chest and arms, and Alucard lulled his head over to their lap that was already near it. “You seem to be needing this more than usual.” He had no comment on their remark. Mostly because it was hard to argue when they were right. “Are you sure you’re alright?”
“Yes, I’m fine.” He repeated and they dropped it. Letting him fall asleep as they finished cleaning him up, then crawled into bed after him. Maybe it was the exhaustion, he thought as he drifted off. Why he kept asking for this. If he was too distracted by orgasm to think, then too tired to think after, then maybe that was the reason. Or maybe he was just starting to like it more.
Either way, he would keep asking as long as they would provide. They seemed to have no qualms about doing this so far. So, he was safe. For now.
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alucarddaily · 9 months
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Hello! Do you have any favorite Alucard reaction pics?
Hi! I think I might have some good ones in my folder~
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Finally, this one isn't solely Alucard but I still like to use it a lot
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alucarddear · 1 year
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how do you think Alucard would flirt with someone? all respect to my mans but i'm stuck between thinking he's suave as all hell or that any success in flirting has to be an accident lol
💀 I’m dying. You really are killing me. 😭 I felt this to my core and I have to agree...
But let’s think on it a little. Give him some chance. 😆
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How Alucard flirts:
[She/her]
If they’re not in a relationship yet, any flirting is accidental. Truly an act of god. 🤡🤡🤡
He can be downright adorable when he’s terribly in love. He leans close, wanting to be in her space—drawn, magnetised. He may not even realise it. He “flirts” like a bumbling fool. It’s adorable. However, if they were close/platonic friends first, he’s probably a bit playful about it and would banter!
He may accidentally tell her that she looks or smells good, and then fumble hard once he realises what he’s said lol. He also gives himself away by giving her little gifts (often thoughtful ones!) that he then has to make up excuses for.
It’s 💯 her who eventually tells him she returns his feelings, if he doesn’t just kiss her first out of nowhere, that is… All those pent up feelings will eventually make their way out.
However!!! Once it’s mutual, he’s suave as can be, cause by then he’s reassured. He knows he’s wanted and loved. His advances are confident. He becomes a smooth talker and makes her swoon. He will use all the pet names in the world and doesn’t skimp on compliments or loving caresses, sometimes possessive touches.
He dotes on his beloved and lavishes her with attention. Even a look from him can send her gulping in anticipation. 👀
He has her blushing, wondering what’s happened to the sweet, seemingly innocent man she’d met before. :p He can get very naughty. He’s either whispering sweet nothings to her or downright sins. No in between.
Best of all… to everyone else, he’s Alucard, but to her? He is her Adrian. Completely open and utterly himself around her. Contrary to popular belief, he is warm as the hearth. He is fire. Sunlight. He is not the cold spot in the room to his beloved. 🤍
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demigoddessqueens · 2 years
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Headcanons of how would Alucard, Issac, Hector, Dracula, and Trevor react to their shy s/o linking their pinkies with their pinkies because they don't have enough courage to hold hands?
Awwww!!! This is precious 🥹😍🥰
Trevor - ohh he sees that blushing expression on you when you interlock pinkies, and he can’t help but tease-laugh at that; might pull your hand into his
Alucard - he was a nervous wreck at first because he most definitely wanted to hold your hand, BUT he also thinks it’s cute too and even he’s blushing
Dracula - he won’t push your boundaries but it’s so endearingly charming that you hold such affections. That deep laugh only makes your heart beat faster
Hector - he pulls your pinkie a bit closer with his own and even places a small kiss on your cheek
Isaac - surprised at first but offers you a warm smile to your flushed cheeks when he lifts it near him for a small pinky kiss
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jieanette · 1 year
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I think Alucard might like doing a little shopping :)
Hopefully this is not *too* ooc for Alucard (or Hector).
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rocksinmuffin · 1 year
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Human stumbles up Alucard's (Castlevania) castle after being chased there? Or maybe a classic beauty and the beast situation?
You can’t run much longer. Your breath is short and your limbs are aching and the only reason you’re not dead on the ground right now is because the demon chasing you is still playing with you. You’re so tired and you know the demon must be growing bored of this game and if you don’t clear the woods and find safety soon then you’re going to die a very painful, gruesome death.
When you clear the woods, there’s not a village but a castle. The impaled human bodies on spikes are not the most welcoming sight but you’re in no position to be picky.
You run full body into the heavy door in your desperation, fists pounding as you scream bloody murder.
“HELP! PLEASE LET ME IN!” You screech, knuckles bruising from the force and frequency with which you continue to slam against the thick wooden frame. “IT’S GOING TO KILL ME IF YOU DON’T LET ME IN PLEASE!!! PLEASE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, HELP!!!!!!”
At this point you’re slamming your shoulder into the door, putting the weight of your entire body into every desperate thrust. Your shoulder is almost as sore as your throat.
You don’t dare look behind you. You don’t want to know how close the demon is. If death has to come for you then let it catch you by surprise and let it be quick.
Yet you cannot stick to your resolve when you feel the hot rancid breath against the back of your neck, or when you see the clawed hand of a beast dig a mark into the door before trailing down to your jaw and slowly turning you to face it.
You’re going to die, you think as you stare into its soulless eyes. Perhaps this time would be better used praying, asking for repentance and forgiveness and welcoming arms to the kingdom of heaven, but if god has not already abandoned you then you wouldn’t be here in the first place.
You feel the spray of blood hot against your face before you see it. You watch in wide-eyed shock as, slowly, the demon’s head slides off its neck to land wetly by your feet. Its body soon follows.
You turn back around and there stands your savior; a tall man with fair skin and pale golden hair. His eyes are a brighter gold than his hair, sharp and gleaming. He is handsome, even with the blood staining his front and the dour scowl he directs towards you.
“You interrupted my sleep,” he says flatly. Like he didn’t just save your life and splatter a mess of gore all over the both of you.
“I’m… I’m sorry?” You don’t really know what else you can say.
In the face of your timid, shaken state, he seems to soften. The sharp look in his eyes dulls to something that resembles concern as he glances you over.
He sighs. “Well, let’s not have it be for nothing. Come in. Let’s get you some tea.” Then, as an afterthought, he says, “You look terrible.”
You don’t say anything, but you do take his offered hand as he leads you into the castle.
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pinkmirth · 2 months
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just look at that face . . . the face of a man who loves hair-pulling
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Kisses he adores
Fandom: Castlevania
Characters: Adrian Fahrenheit Tepes
Relationships: Alucard x reader
Note: I promised a shitstorm of fic, there ya go
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He kisses you with the tender awkwardness of a person who wishes to be loved. Featherlight brushes soft cold lips against yours. Tentatively sweeping his tongue over your bottom lip, asking for permission to enter. He’s always so polite. Always asking for kisses, never taking them. As if you would ever deny him.
Deep, foreboding kisses as if he’ll never let you go. During these moments that he needs to feel all of you and you can do nothing more than hold on. Whispering silent prayers against your skin. A devotee worshipping their altar would put any priest to shame. Losing yourself in you, his body on fire. You pull away. He asked for one kiss. More, he tells you. More, he repeats. He lied, one will never be enough to satisfy him.
Or teasing butterfly kisses falling onto your face like spring rain. During those slow mornings, when he realizes just how glad he is that you’re in his life. Pulling you closer and pressing his lips anywhere he can reach. You giggle and tell him he’s tickling you, which only makes him kiss you more, and ran his fingers over your sides. Successfully trapping you beneath him as you wriggle beneath him in barely contained laughter.
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askadrianalucardtepes · 6 months
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"I'm glad I inherited the cool vampire powers and all, but it'd have been real nice if I also inherited the whole 'can't fall ill' thing for the vampire side. Luckily my friends are here to keep me alive."
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thewritetofreespeech · 4 months
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May I request Alucard (Castlevania) getting a massage from his s/o that starts out innocent only for it to turn slightly intimate?
Alucard x reader + massage
Alucard winced again as he stretched his shoulders.
He might have incredible healing from his vampire side, but the trials he has had to go through over the past few months have taken their toll. It seemed every day he woke up there was some new kind of sore or twinge of pain in his body. Invisible battle scars.
“Are you alright?” [Y/N] asked as they seemed to notice his fleeting discomfort.
“It’s nothing.” Alucard replied quickly. Going back to his tasks.
“It didn’t look like ‘nothing’. Are you hurt? From the other night?”
“No. Well…not really.” He wanted to just leave it at the ‘no’ but he could never lie to [Y/N]. Even white lies, or omission of the truth. “It’s my back. It’s just a little sore.”
“Well, you went through a wall.” They told him. “That’s understandable.”
They go back to their respective chores, but Alucard winced again, so [Y/N] spoke up. “It’s really bothering you eh? Why don’t you let me give you a massage?”
“A massage?” Alucard repeated with an arched brow. “I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“Come on. It’s not like that.” They insisted. “Massage has actual therapeutic properties to it. It’s as legitimate as any other non-invasive medical practice. Just…people use it for other things.” There was a slight blush to their cheeks. “In any case, it might help. Get the kinks out. Trust me. You’ll feel better.”
Alucard was still skeptical, but even the suggestion of relief seemed to make his back tense up in excitement of finally being free. So he gave in. “Fine. Lead on.”
They headed back through the castle towards his bed chamber and [Y/N] told him to strip and lay down on the bed. “Whatever level of undressed you feel comfortable with.” He wanted to tell them that his level of comfort with nudity meant that he would need to be fully clothed under the covers, but he realized that was not helpful. So he just took his shirt off.
“Do you still have that lavender oil blend Sypha gave you when you weren’t sleeping?”
“What? Oh…it’s in the box on the dresser.” He forgot about that. Seemed there was no shortage of ailments to his person these days.
They seem to find it quickly and head over to the bed to straddle him from behind across his lower back. “You need to relax.” They told him.
“I’m trying.” This was all very new to him. Being close to people. Being touched. His instincts, honed from the past few months, badgering him about being ‘pinned’ from behind. He felt their fingers run through his long hair, combing it a little as they moved it out of the way, and he took a deep breath as that seemed to help.
The air was suddenly flooded with the scent of lavender and other calming herbs. Alucard suddenly remembered how strong the scent was, and probably why he only used it a few times. He flinched when the cool oil touched his back and tried to relax again when he felt [Y/N]’s hands spread it across his back. “Is this ok?”
Alucard nodded into the pillow. Not sure if he should talk or if that would ruin the moment and ‘relaxation’ he was working on. Their hands then moved up to his shoulders and gripped them with a little more pressure than before. He instantly let out a groan.
“Sorry. Is that a good noise or a bad noise?”
“It…it’s fine…”
The hands on his shoulders were slowly kneading out all the stress. It was a little uncomfortable, at first, but his muscles were definitely giving way to their ministrations. He took another deep breath and sunk further into the bed.
This continued for a while. Alucard wasn’t sure how long. He lost track of time and nearly everything but the hands on his back. Moving in a coordinator effort from one muscle group to the next. It was like he was in a daze by the time they were finished. Barely registering the question of, “do you feel better?” to which he was only able to nod.
[Y/N] smiled down at him and leaned down to give him a kiss. He lifted up his head a little to meet them, and what was properly meant as just a quick peck soon turned into a lazy, soft, open mouth kiss on top of him. “Wow. You must be feeling better.”
“Yes. I…” Alucard suddenly realized that, although his back wasn’t stiff anymore, something else was. “I…I think I feel a little too much better.”
[Y/N] seemed confused for a minute, but they were a clever person and quickly caught on. “Oh! Do you…” Alucard surely looked about as embarrassed as he felt. So [Y/N] dropped it. “I’ll get back downstairs then. If you….well…take all the time you need.”
They climbed off of him and Alucard just laid there for a moment. Willing his erection down. It went back down soon enough, and he sat up from the bed pain free for the first time in months. He would have to thank [Y/N] properly when he went downstairs. Or maybe tonight. With perhaps a less legitimate massage.
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alucarddaily · 13 days
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How do u feel about Captain N Alucard?
this is objectively the best image of him
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alucarddear · 1 year
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Which was more culturally significant, the Renaissance, or Alucard rising from his coffin the first time he as presented?
Darling, the Renaissance period wishes it could serve this hard.
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Floating Alubaby changed millions of lives; I will not be accepting discourse at this time—
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demigoddessqueens · 2 years
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Omg! I really loved those parent headcanons for our Castlevania boys ^^ Im wondering How would they react when their S/O gives birth to a girl or a boy? X33
Bring out the tissues for them!!
Alucard
In a complete trance. They’re here. They look like him and you. And he looks like his mother, and now he can see the resemblance between everyone. Soft sobs as he holds them close to him because they are already so precious to him
Trevor
Complete shock and awe. A tiny you and him! Every protective urge in his body is coming to surface, and he can’t help it. Kisses their tiny forehead and just wants to be near you and the little one at all times
Isaac
He’s speechless. Seeing their tiny movements and how they slowly open their eyes. Oh, it’s nothing like he’s ever seen before. Just holds them close and takes in the fact that out of all his work and legacy, this little one is already the most perfect by far
Hector
Gets emotional and misty-eyed. He can’t believe they’re here already! The coos, cries, babbling, all of it gets to him. Tiny hands that reach to cling to his hair are met with forehead kisses.
Bonus: Dracula
He’s emotional, but not as much as Alucard. Seeing you hold the new wee one, it brings back so many memories. He gets a second chance of having a family again and these small eyes looking up at him with wonder seize his heart
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n0rdic-kn1ght · 18 days
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“Damn That Impudent Dhampir” - An Alucard Tepes X OC Fanfiction (Part 4)
“This was your home?”, Sypha asked Trevor as soon as we came up to the abandoned building.
“Yes”, he replied, calmly, as we looked around.
Each of us had torches in our hands, and I kept sort of behind Alucard, as we trudged around.
“So you grew up here?”, Sypha questioned him further.
“Yeah…”, he answered her, once more.
“I could never imagine that… having only one home your whole childhood”, she commented, gently brushing her palm against a dusty staircase, before wiping the dust off on her cloak.
I stayed silent, just slowly sauntering around, my pointed ears twitching with the little sounds my hearing allowed me to pick up on. I softly hummed a tune to myself, not realizing I was carrying on with it.
“Would you stop that?”, Alucard suddenly said from behind me. “It’s grating.”
I scoffed, and turned around. I stared up at him with my brows furrowed in irritation.
“Stop what?”
“That humming… you can hum later.”
I just stuck my tongue out at him, and kept walking around, humming the same tune. Nobody else but him seemed to care. All I could think was that it seemed like he didn’t know how to have fun. Always so stoic, and serious… not the little Alucard I knew when I too, was little. A sentimental smile spread across my face as I thought of that little boy. I remembered when we first met.
(Flashback, Lorena’s POV)
I was sitting down by the river bank, watching a frog on a warm summer’s day. My ears perked up as I heard some strange noises coming from the undergrowth behind me. I gasped and looked around. I heard the sounds growing closer and closer, until a little boy stumbled out of the bushes, and fell right then and there. I covered my mouth in shock as he had fallen on his knees. I figured he’d scraped them. He looked like he was about to cry, his eyes welling up, until he met my eyes. I blinked, dumbfounded.
“Wha— fairy?!”, he exclaimed.
I sighed. “Pixie!”
“Oh… sorry, miss…”, he answered, getting up and brushing himself off. “But, what’s the difference?”
“Fairies are tiny… us Pixies tend to be around similar sizes to humans… we just have wings and pointed ears”, I explained. “And most of us possess magic.”
“Hey! I have pointed ears!”, he said, happily holding his hair out of the way of his ears.
I giggled at him. “What’s your name?”
“Adrian Fahrenheit Tepes, madam!”, he replied, with a flourish and a bow. “What’s your name? You look like a princess from the stories mother tells me!”
I blushed and laughed even more.
“Hello, Adrian. I like your name. I’m Lorena… Lorena Van Lovlin”, I answered him, with a little smile.
“Y-you like my name?”, he asked, his face heating up with a blush.
I nodded.
He clapped, happily, and then sat down next to me, by the river.
“I’m sorry if I’m weird… I don’t talk to girls that much…”, he answered. “Are you my age?”
“It’s okay”, I said, with a shrug. “I think so. I’m 10”, I answered.
“Ah… I’m only 8”, he answered. “So you’re a girl, and older than me… now I’m really nervous.”
“Don’t be! I like you!”, I said, suddenly taking his hand.
His eyes widened, and he let out a little gasp.
“W-well… not like that… as friends… ya know!”, I stammered. “Wanna be friends?”
He stood up and stood as straight as a soldier. He proceeded to clear his throat and replied with,
“I will be whatever you want me to be, my lady! Even your knight in shining armor!”, he said, purposefully lowering his voice, and pushing his shoulders back in an attempt to make his svelte boyish physique seem like it was bigger.
I burst out laughing at him. He was so adorable.
(Return to present, Lorena’s POV)
I found myself suddenly laughing. Everybody around me just looked at me, confused why I was laughing. I met their eyes, and then just shrugged.
“Sorry! I remembered a… a joke I heard”, I nervously told them.
Sypha and Trevor just gave me a smile, while Alucard just stared at me with a blank expression.
We carried on, in silence for a few minutes, until Alucard broke it.
“How old were you when your family home was taken?”, he asked Trevor.
Trevor let out a sigh, and I saw him bite his lip in thought.
“Ah… 13, 14… something like that”, he stated, shrugging.
At that statement, I remembered how I ran away from my home at only 14.
“You’ve been on your own since you were 13?”, Sypha queried, sounding very concerned and sympathetic for Trevor.
Trevor was paused for a moment, as he knelt down to the ground to examine something I couldn’t see from where I stood, a few feet behind Alucard.
“Maybe 12. But, who remembers that sort of thing?”, he answered, dryly.
I exchanged a glance with Sypha, both of us thinking the same thing. ‘Damn. Poor man.’
“12”, Alucard echoed, turning to look at me, for a split second.
I met his eyes briefly, but then looked back at Trevor.
“Is there a point to these questions?”, he asked, sounding irritated about being asked so many things.
I proceeded to walk over next to Sypha, and I saw underneath a pile of rocks, what looked like a golden plate, dazzled with sigils. Trevor let out a small gasp.
“I think this is it…”, he said, as he suddenly began pushing rocks out of the way.
Alucard eventually walked over, as well, and stared down at it.
“Your hidden entrance looks like a hearthstone”, he commented.
“Just help me clear it, would ya?”, he retaliated.
With ease, Alucard started throwing rocks out of the way. My eyes widened in surprise at his sheer strength that his vampire side lended him. I found myself biting my lip at this, and smirking. I appreciated a strong man.
Once Alucard finished, he caught my gaze. He raised a brow at my staring, but didn’t break eye contact for some moments. I kept it as well, almost challengingly.
“Something wrong?”, he asked, within in a few seconds after.
“Not at all”, I replied, until I just smirked slightly and looked away.
Trevor and Sypha exchanged a glance, both of them looking confused by Alucard and I’s rather confrontational behavior towards one another.
Sypha then knelt down and looked at the ‘door’.
“So… do we lift it? This is a very weird ‘door’”, Sypha remarked.
Trevor didn’t reply. He just stared down at it, scratching the back of his neck in deep thought.
Alucard walked forward, and attempted to lift it.
“Damn… I can’t even lift it…”, he murmured.
Sypha ran her hand across the surface of it, gently.
“Ah… I see now”, she began. “You won’t be able to lift it, at all.”
“Well, somehow my family got it up…. I was taken down there as a child”, Trevor explained, shrugging.
“Did you see them lift it?”
“No… they brought me down there, after it was up.”
I exchanged a glance with both Trevor and Sypha.
“Were your parents magicians?”, Sypha asked him.
Trevor looked taken aback.
“No, not at all”, he answered, shaking his head. “The door was put in by one of our ancestors. That’s all I really know.”
“Well… it seems the special ‘trick’ to open this door was passed down through generations…”, Sypha commented, smirking softly. “Like how us speakers pass down things to the next generation. Now, stand back.”
I took a step back, wondering what in the world she was going to do. Alucard and I looked at one another, briefly. I watched as Sypha pointed her fingers towards the door, and began to recite an Enochian ward. I raised my brows at this, not expecting that to be the way we were to open the door. Trevor also seemed quite baffled. Eventually, the door slowly moved aside, revealing a decrepit staircase going down, down, down…
“Whoa… Enochian ward…”, I commented, smiling at Sypha.
“Yes. I know that language”, she replied, smiling back at me.
“Well, well, well… naughty Belmonts running around killing all the big bad things in the forest… while also using a door operated by occult language”, Alucard teasingly said to Trevor.
Trevor rolled his eyes.
“It’s not like I knew it was a fucking magic door. Doesn’t make us black magicians.”
“You do know… the word ‘teloch’ means death, right?”, Alucard continued.
“Shut up…”, Trevor retaliated.
“It’s magical door of death, Belmont!”
“Are you coming or what?”, Trevor questioned Alucard, as he was already walking down the stairs.
I rolled my eyes at the two of them going back and forth, and as I began to walk down the stairs, I thought I felt something odd behind me. The hairs on the back of my neck seemed to stand up.
“You shove her, and I will obliterate you”, I heard Sypha say sharply, out of nowhere.
I whipped around, and saw Alucard with his hands up, readied at my back to shove me. I glared at him.
“What?”, he asked, laughing. “I was only acting like I was going to. Do you really think I would?”
“Mhm…”, Sypha responded, before walking past us to be beside Trevor.
“You aren’t funny…”, I said to Alucard, as he was now walking next to me, down the stairs.
He just scoffed, and turned his head away.
Once we made it further down into the Belmont Hold, we split up. I followed Alucard to one side of the library, while Trevor and Sypha walked towards the other. We came upon a glass shelf with vampire skulls on it. I could feel Alucard’s unnerve by this, as he stared at it.
“So, what was your Leon Belmont doing in Wallachia?”, Sypha asked Trevor, not out of earshot from Alucard and I.
“Hunting Dracula…”, Alucard replied before Trevor could say anything.
I couldn’t deny that I was also very unnerved by the vampire skulls on the shelf. We stood there for about a minute, both of us too stunned to speak.
“Isn’t this amazing? Look at all this stuff!”, Sypha said to us, as she leaned over a podium, nearby.
“Charming…”, Alucard replied, dryly.
“You’re not even a little bit impressed?”
“This looks like a big museum dedicated to the genocide of my kind, so no. Not thrilled.”
I remained silent, but I began to venture to other parts of the building. I didn’t realize Alucard was following me until he accidentally stepped on the back of my shoe. I whipped around, and I glared at him.
“Hey! Watch it…”, I said to him. “That hurt.”
“Oh, poor you…”, he replied, pushing past me.
“Why are you even following me, anyway, you creep?”, I questioned him, crossing my arms.
He stared down at me, and shrugged.
“Am I not allowed to walk where I want to?”, he asked me, smirking.
“Well, if you’re gonna bother me, make yourself useful”, I told him.
“Tch. How?”
“Give me a boost up to that shelf, please”, I said, pointing to a higher shelf of books.
“Can’t you just fly up there?”, he asked, gently touching the tip of my wing.
I shoved his hand away.
“Flying takes a lot more energy than you would think. That’s why I only fly if I’m in a hurry, or if I’m flying for my life…”, I explained.
“Fine. Here…”, he said, kneeling down and letting me step on his two hands cupped together. “Vertically challenged woman…”
“Mentally challenged dhampir”, I retorted as I stepped on his hands, and he slowly lifted me.
I grabbed the book I was eyeing.
“Okay, I’d like to come down now”, I said, looking back down at him.
He didn’t say anything, and slowly lowered me back down on the floor. I leaned back against the bookshelf, and I began to flip through the book, silently. Alucard still lingered next to me, though, just staring. I could see him in my peripheral. I turned to him.
“Yes?”, I asked, blinking.
He looked uncomfortable, and then averted his gaze from mine.
“Do you have to wear that all the time?”, he asked, sort of mumbling.
“What, what’s wrong with it?”, I asked, scoffing.
“It’s umm… not much for the back, is there?”, he asked, stammering.
“Listen, I can’t wear too much clothes… I hate lots of clothes, anyways. It makes me feel restricted, and I like to feel as close to nude as possible. It’s my life, man”, I retorted, shutting the book.
He rolled his eyes.
“Well, I just got a front row view of your—“, he started.
“Lorena! Alucard! Come here, we’ve found something!”, Trevor’s booming voice interrupted our conversation.
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