#adrians childhood

[slylittleelf]

i hope the Adrian Monk fandom never dies.

#adrian monk #my childhood #im 20 now and monk is still exactly the same 🥲 #mr monk's last case #PLEASE WATCH THE MOVIE PLS I NEED THIS SHOW TO GAIN POPULARITY AGAIN SO I CAN WATCH A NEW MONK UNIVERSE

[echoesofcamelot]

WHAT

I am so excited for this you can't even imagine!!!!

#monk and natalie and leland and randy are coming back to me??? #🥹🥹🥹🥹 #this show is my childhood #and my teenage years #and my youth #and my adulthood tbh #I've rewatched it more times than I can count #comfort show fr #Monk #adrian monk #monk tv

[mdshh]

Everyone had the best time at Adrian and Robin’s wedding ✨

#was it cool in your childhood to take picture with the bride? 😂 #ts4 gameplay #ts4 screenshots #ts4 legacy #forks legacy #elli forks #blanche mitchell #liam forks #adrian forks #jack forks #carter forks #wren dayholt #robin wildflower by druidberries #victoria forks #gen 2

[pininghermit]

Betrayed Flames (Alucard x Reader)

Request: Hi! I came across your blog and found your writing very delightful! I wanted to suggest an AU for Alucard, one was an friends to enemies to lovers type or an AU in which the reader and Alucard knew each other beforehand but the reader died and was reincarnated but only Alucard remembers them. Thank you for considering! @houseof-harkness

Pairing: Adrian x Witch Reader

Summary: Fire, while capable of nurturing and providing warmth, could also be destructive and consuming. You carried the responsibility of balancing these opposing forces within you, understanding that your power could both create and destroy.

AN: I hope you like this. As always this will be getting a part 2 which I will be working on soon (*staring at my wips)

Deep within the secluded depths of the dense forest lies a hidden realm, veiled from the prying eyes of society. It is here that a group of individuals known as witches dwell, existing as social outcasts on the fringes of the broader population. These enigmatic beings have deliberately chosen seclusion, retreating from the bustling towns and cities to evade the clutches of the church.

Within the forest, they find solace and freedom, escaping the constraints imposed by society's norms and expectations. Surrounded by whispering trees and the mystical energies of nature, they embrace their unique abilities and knowledge, honing their craft in secrecy. These witches possess ancient wisdom passed down through generations, harnessing powers that the world often misunderstands or fears.

While the rest of society views them with suspicion or hostility, the witches find solace in their hidden haven, far removed from the watchful eyes of those who fail to comprehend their true nature. It is within these secluded woods that they commune with the forces of nature, forging a deep connection with the earth, the elements, and the unseen realms.

Their practices, rituals, and beliefs diverge from the teachings of the church, and it is this perceived deviation that has driven them into exile. Seeking refuge among the ancient trees, they preserve their traditions, explore the mysteries of the universe, and find a sense of belonging among their kind.

While the witches may remain hidden, their presence in the forest is palpable. It is a realm where magic and the supernatural intertwine, where secrets are whispered among the leaves, and where the witches can truly be themselves. The forest serves as their sanctuary, protecting them from the prying eyes and judgments of the outside world.

In the depths of the forest, the witches thrive, each possessing unique abilities and perspectives. They form a community bound by shared understanding and acceptance of one another. Together, they navigate the intricacies of their existence, drawing strength from the bonds they have forged and the hidden powers that lie within them.

You grew up in this forest, surrounded by women who rejected society in favor of practicing the powers gifted to them by the world. They were not just witches; they were farmers, warriors, scientists. Their seclusion promised more freedom than any prestige or social acceptance ever could.

While you did not live in extravagant palaces or adorn yourself with invaluable jewels, you were content spending your life wandering among the trees. Your home provided more comfort than any worldly riches could offer. It was far superior to the society that sought to burn you into oblivion.

You vowed never to let anyone harm your people, for as long as you stayed alive. You would unleash your fire upon anyone who dared to try. Yes, you were born with the magic of fire coursing through your veins—an insatiable hunger gripping you since the day of your birth.

However, you were also aware of the dual nature of your power. Fire, while capable of nurturing and providing warmth, could also be destructive and consuming. You carried the responsibility of balancing these opposing forces within you, understanding that your power could both create and destroy.

The forest was not the only solitary existence in those woods. You had the most peculiar neighbor in the form of Count Dracula, whom very few dared to challenge. Both the colony of witches and the Count existed in peaceful harmony.

But for you, you found a friend in Dracula's son, Adrian. A Dhampir, who, like you, knew very little of the world. You were both young and the forest became a playground for your adventures. Every day was an opportunity to explore springs, discover unique rocks, and create colorful bouquets out of weeds.

The forest became your playground, a realm where imagination knew no bounds. Amidst the whispering trees and dancing sunlight, you embarked on countless adventures, discovering hidden springs, collecting unique rocks, and creating vibrant bouquets out of humble weeds. Every day brought new excitement, a testament to the magic of friendship and the enchantment of nature.

Adrian, with his vampiric heritage, possessed extraordinary abilities that fascinated and intrigued you. He demonstrated his supernatural speed, effortlessly gliding through the forest like a fleeting shadow. His sharp fangs, a symbol of his vampiric lineage, both frightened and captivated you as you marveled at the unique traits he inherited.

In turn, you shared your own magic with Adrian, showcasing your burgeoning abilities with fireworks of light dancing on your fingertips. The night sky became your canvas as you wove spells of color and wonder, filling the air with shimmering displays. Adrian's eyes sparkled with joy and awe, his laughter echoing through the forest as your magic lit up the darkness, occasionally leaving burned holes in your dresses. Being a Dhampir, he was not bound by the limitations of the night. Together, you and your friend freely roamed the forest, exploring its wonders under both daylight and moonlight.

In a world where you were exiled for your nature, your friendship with Adrian became a saving grace.

You met Lisa, Adrian's mother, very early in your friendship. She was a human healer who displayed immense kindness towards you, the only human who had ever done so. Even your biological parents had not shown such compassion. Whenever you talked to Lisa, the fields of magic and science converged, creating a profound connection.

Even the reclusive colony of witches opened their gates to Adrian. They welcomed the child of Dracula into their homes, whether it was the ice witch with her unmelting snowflakes in the summer or the earth witch teaching both of you the language of trees.

The forest aligned its two forces, creating a community of two existences that had seldom communicated before.

However, it all came crashing down one day. You watched in horror as humans from the nearby village rushed in with torches and pitchforks. They burned your houses and harmed the people who raised you.

The witches fought back, and the forest seemed to join their cause. Elements danced on their fingers as they tried to defend what they had built with such effort. You stood there with them, countering the fire of the torches with the fire on your fingertips. But alas, fire does not quench fire. The smell of burning flesh filled the clearing you once called home.

Hidden behind metal shields, the humans came prepared with their wards. As you looked around, you could see humans closing in on your camp.

Someone had to hold them back, someone had to create an opportunity for others to reach the castle. Rushing others out of the way, you stood in front of the crowd that hollered at you with hate in their eyes. Fire raced on your fingers as you summoned the very last of your power.

It was enough to burn you and the rest of the crowd. It would buy time for others to make it to Adrian. And if, by some grace, you survived, you wanted to see your friend and thank him for his help.

As you fought alone, you felt the wetness of your blood flowing from your nose. Your eyes had been dry for a long time now. You blinked, trying to focus and spot potential attacks.

That's when you spotted him—Adrian. Relief washed over you as you watched him from afar. He had come at last. Your people had made it. But your relief shattered when you saw him standing next to your attackers.

Concealed behind the forms of men who shouted slurs at you, you observed his hard-set face, so different from the easy-going smiles of your friend. "Adrian," you called out, but he did not respond.

His face flickered with some emotion as you felt a pitchfork stab you. He did not reach forward to help you. No, he just stood there as your body collided with the cold, hard ground of the forest floor.

The men around you cursed death and doom upon you, while a priest walked ahead, muttering prayers that escaped you.

"Were the rest captured?" the man next to the priest asked as you held your arms behind your back. They cuffed your hands, and your magic died.

Your heart stopped when another man replied with a loud "yes" that rang in your head. No, no, no, they couldn't be captured. You looked at Adrian, who remained unmoving from his spot. He must have saved them. He would never let harm come their way…

"All dead." The world ceased to exist. Your eyes, which had dried a long time ago, filled up with tears.

As you lay on the ground, gasping for breath, your gaze locked with Adrian's. Anguish and confusion washed over you as you struggled to comprehend his betrayal.

"Why, Adrian?" you managed to choke out between breaths, your voice strained with hurt. "We were friends. We were supposed to protect each other."

Adrian's eyes met yours, but they were filled with anger and resentment instead of the warmth and understanding you once knew. "You witches… You're the reason my mother is dead!" he spat, his voice laced with bitterness.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you tried to understand the depth of his pain. "Adrian, we would never harm Lisa. You know that! She was kind to me, to all of us."

His face twisted in a mixture of rage and grief. "Kindness? Is that what you call it? She was burned alive, mistaken for a witch! And what did your precious coven do? Nothing! You just stood by, letting innocent people suffer!"

The words pierced through your heart like a blade. "Adrian, you know it wasn't us. We didn't do this. We've always sought peace, harmony with nature. The villagers were the ones who attacked us, who attacked you!"

He sneered, his voice filled with disdain. "Don't play innocent with me. You witches and your powers, always manipulating, always pretending to be benevolent. But I see through it now. I see the truth."

Adrian declared coldly. "You witches have taken everything from me. Now it's time for you to pay."

When the men failed to burn you, their fire unable to harm you. They tied you to a heavy rock and pushed you into a stream where you had countless meetings with Adrian.

As you were dragged towards the stream, the weight of betrayal and sorrow weighed heavy on your heart. The sound of rushing water grew louder, drowning out any hope for reconciliation.

As the cold water engulfed you, your voice faded into silence, but the fire of vengeance burned brighter than ever within you.

But even as water rushed into your lungs and breathing became difficult, only one thought consumed your mind—vengeance.

You promised to return, and when you did, everyone would pay for their crimes, even your beloved friend would not be spared.

As your world fell into the darkness of the void. Not far away in a lavish room a woman labored as nurses and doctors rushed around her.

It had been hours since her contractions started. Even the most experienced of nurses seemed to have lost hope. The child should have been dead by now.

But then in a matter of seconds the situation flips itself as the anxious nursemaid hands the mayor the the village his daughter.

A daughter whose eyes shine brighter than any she's ever seen before.

#alucard #alucard x reader #castlevania #adrian tepes #friends to enemies #childhood friends #witches #Adrian x witch reader #adrian tepes x reader #betrayal #hurt and possible comfort

[faytears]

no bc how fucked up is it that hunter grew up surrounded by adults that did not give a shit abt him and had no moral compasses...this is all speculation but i cant help but think how unsafe an environment that must be for a child to exist in.  w the exception of Team RED these r all extremely manipulative people that hunter watched constantly backstab each other (which clearly impacted the way he viewed friendships in general) that include the likes of terra snapdragon and adrian graye.  even when he attained a position of authority they did not respect him and probably saw him as just some nepotism baby.  like no wonder hunter latched on to belos if all the coven heads were outwardly just creeps w ulterior motives.  there was literally no other adult he was sure cared abt him besides his uncle and belos knew that and used it to his advantage

#toh hunter #hunter toh #toh #the owl house #toh spoilers #emperor belos #raine whispers #toh darius #darius toh #toh eberwolf #eberwolf toh #terra snapdragon #adrian graye #child abuse tw #this is all assuming hunter spent his childhood in the castle but i cant imagine where else he could possibly have grown up lmao so. #laying on the floor at 2 am thinking abt how fucking sheltered and isolated hunter was all his life #there was never gonna be any support system in the castle for him and belos KNEW that #obv there is raine who is incredibly kind but theyre just one person. they probably tried their best for him but i doubt #they wouldve been able to spend much time w him one on one :( although its implied that they had a positive relationship #w darius i dont think he was ever outright cruel to hunter but i also dont think he could stand to be in the same room as him lmao #it was probably too painful and frustrating + if the beginning of asias is anything to go by #he had a LOTTT of bitterness towards the kid el oh el... #and eberwolf is eberwolf need i say more. #oh and cant forget former ec head lilith who saw him as just some brat <3 #like. THINK ABT IT. someone shouldve called boiling isles CPS years ago #mine

[origamihoshi]

Help I played @oneknightstand-if's demo for their game and I can't stop thinking about the MC and how much I love them, so I drew my version of them.

Her name is Maika (but she's now going by Meika because names have power and there's noway she's going to tell an incubus her real name so why not just change one letter). She doesn't trust any of her allies, but to be fair one is a incubus and the other is a guy from her polo club she think is stalking her so she thinks she has some good reasons not to trust them, but it's okay because she has her beloved plant Audrey III and her magic 8 ball and surely they will never betray her.

I also didn't realize you can avoid getting possessed but when I think about it, it fits her very well that not be able to keep demons out of her head.

I love my weirdo amnesiac changeling who needs to stand out and make sure all eyes are on her, and wishes she could be a fairy princess instead of working in fast food.

#My Drawings #oneknightstand #one knight stand #oks-MC #oks MC #everyone keeps talking about King Arthur and Camelot and she has no idea what any of that is #and blames werewolves for everything #she wants to use magic so badly #but the only magic person she knows is Merlin and she doesn't trust them even if they healed her #and maybe helped push the demons out of her head? #I feel kind of bad for Adrian because he seems like a nice person but Maika keeps running into him and so she thinks he's stalking her #and I don't know if anything will ever change that #once she believes something it's hard to change her mind #she woke up in a desert with no memories and has no idea what her childhood was like #all she knows is that she's a changeling and it sucks that she can't use any cool powers because of that #what's the point of being nonhuman if you can't do anything cool? #her greatest power is lucid dreaming but I don't know how useful that's going to be for her #if dreaming means talking with Arthur and maybe the lady of the lake that probably won't go anywhere #because she most likely won't trust them #I love the fact you can make MC fucking weird as fuck and have nothing normal about them #I don't know if she's going to romance anyone when she can't seem to trust anyone #maybe sleep with people #her vice is lust after all #but fall in love? #I don't know

[snazzi-strawberri-artz]

SO LIKE I WAS WATCHING AN ANIME IN WHICH THIESE TWO GUYS WERE FIGHTIN OVER A GIRL AND I WAS LIKE MAN THEY SHOULD JUST MAKE OUT INSTEAD. AND THEN I REMEMBERED I KNOW HOW TO DRAW...😃😃😃

Also bonus drawing because i love them now:

#AUGUHUGA #OKOK SO THE LEFT GUYS NAME IS ADRIAN HES A RICH POSH BITCHY ASS LOSER #AND THE RIGHT GUYS NAME IS JORDAN HES A SPORTS DUDE I THINK HE PLAYES EITHER SOCCER OR FOOTBALL IDK BUT YES HES THE GIRLS CHILDHOOD BEST #FRIEND OFC

[kumiwrites]

watching cybersix growing up was probably the peak of my bi crisis because you're telling me THESE.

ARE.

THE SAME.

PERSON???

no wonder i was troubled

#cybersix #i honestly attribute a lot of my bi panic to these childhood loves #adrian seidelman

[zarophod]

gonna buy the peacemaker funko pop next so i can mash him and my vigilante one together and make kissy noises <3

#if you told me i’d one day be shipping John Cena with some autistic babygirl i wouldn’t believe you #my WWE childhood lead me to this… #vigilmaker #peacemaker #peacemaker x vigilante #vigilante x peacemaker #adrian chase

[falleri-salvatore]

AU Where Pyrrha and Jaune were childhood friends

Just like it says on the tin; what if Jaune moved out with Saphron out of the House of the Arc family due to a disagreement? He would be encouraged (albeit reluctantly) by Saphron, to at least try to go to Sanctum academy to train and see if he thinks it is good for him. This is where he meets and befriends Pyrrha. It won’t be straightforward, though. Saphron would simply not be Saphron if she did not pull Jaune into some shenanigans; like enlisting him into taking some ballet classes to the side because she wanted to see him in a ballet dress (which turned out to be an incredibly wise decision: since while his classmates bullied and mocked him for it (not for long, though. Pyrrha made sure to very quickly take care of that), it also made him develop incredibly strong muscles and endurance as well as a pinpoint control of his own body unmatched by his peers.)  Pyrrha quickly saw the benefits of it and asked her parents to enlist her there too (and also, she wanted to spend more time with her first, best and only friend). One thing Pyrrha and Jaune note as they study and train together is that Jaune is the instinctive thinker/analyst while Pyrrha is the natural/instinctive fighter. They help each other on the areas they think themselves “lacking”. Jaune quickly becomes one of the top 5 students of his and Pyrrha’s year in Sanctum, but still has self-esteem issues because he considers himself weak due to always being overshadowed, and protected, by the women in his life (unaware that he has managed to awaken in Pyrrha something none of her peers ever did (besides being her first love, that is); a competitive drive that made her keep training harder, because she knew that Jaune would quickly surpass her if she got complacent) Jaune also decided to take First Aid and Field Medicine as extra courses after awakening his Semblance to help a (now former) bully by healing her injuries due to a training accident. The only clues as to why she bullied Jaune will be that she was jealous that Pyrrha was always paying attention to him.

I’ll add more if enough people like it

#rwby #rwby au #arkos childhood friends au #if someone wants to write a fanfic based on this just remember that saphron is a troll but her trolling always helps jaune out in the end #terra is the sane one on the house #jaune is a gosend for both terra and saphron since he also helps with adrian

[kiwiwinjindouche]

(TW child violence (/abuse?))

after much consideration, i'll just put that one under a "read more"

(but still take care of yourself <3)

still here? you sure? alright!

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"Such a disgrace, that ugly face! Even a mother couldn't love :)"

I've been obsessed by that last line of the new JT music song (even if it has nothing to do with this topic) and I had thoughts.

I felt like adding some warnings just in case? cuz even if Dishonored isn't an all-pink-and-glitters kind of game, a mother trying to murder her child isn't quite the funniest thing ever to see lol

She had a rough day, and she hates him with all her guts. That's when his brother realized they shouldn't be in the same room at the same time.

#dishonored 2 #kirin #adrian #tw childhood trauma #dagyne_scribbles #if you can see the tags but not the post: a mom tries to murder her child #hence the warnings #i think it looks horrible but in a sick way #i like what i did but gosh i'm so sorry too #i do have a bunny Jindosh I could have posted instead but it's kinda cursed and i've been forced to draw it by my friends #i don't think the world needs to see bunny Jindosh

[pierswife]

You can't look at him and not tell me he's great like look at this dude

And a bonus Meryl cause she's hilarious and I wanna be her friend so fucking bad

#the true meaning of reclaiming your childhood: watching the anime and reading the manga that you didn't get to watch as a kid #shout out to adrian and yen for asking me one night “hey you wanna watch trigun?” #I'm in hell now quite frankly /hj #data log: personal #sweet little bumblebee

[sassygwaine]

i will not be yet another adult who is cruel to my younger self

#affirmations #reminders #i cannot change their childhood but i can be kinder to them in retrospect #i love you baby adrian no matter what kisses hugs ✨✨✨✨

[powerfultenderness]

Me: Time to write something silly!

What I wrote:

Adrian Chase was holding you hostage.

“You’re mine.” He growled into your ear at night as he held you close, arms wrapped around you as tight as any lover. But he didn’t love you. The fact did nothing to settle your rapidly beating heart or the butterflies in your stomach as his warm breath sent searing fire through your blood. Because yes, you were his, had been from the moment you laid eyes on him, just not in the way that your heart craved.

Adrain Chase was holding you hostage, and he didn’t even know it.

#fic preview #adrian chase x reader #possessive!adrian #this is also childhood friends to lovers

[dreaming-for-an-escape]

Aegon: tell me about the world you’re from.

Adrian: *goes on and on about the modern world*

Aegon: why wasn’t I born there?! 😫

#my heart my body my soul #adrian nova reyes #aegon ii targaryen #he’d so want to go there #adrian will think that if he had a different childhood he would’ve been different #tbh all the green kids would have turned out differently #hotd modern reader #house of the dragon #oc

[godhasforsnakenme]

January's brain rot was mostly Obikin, plus whatever else my brain has decided to completely blank on (it was a long month okay?)

February would like to add on Longmire & Miraculous to the mix, along with the yearly switching from football to baseball mode

#dania rambles about shit #my favorite of course is Adrian and like his dad is a bit of a loveable bitch #and then with my yeehaw cowboys I'm going with branch and standing bear because they're just so great #I would like to complain at the fact that the episodes for miraculous are out of order on all streaming platforms #also that I'm only on s4 of longmire and while I remember watching parts of s1 and 2 as reruns past that it's all basically brand new #so yeah end of s3 had me crying not gonna lie #also like vic & Walt are great together #but come on the best friends since childhood are right there as well your honor #all the potential relationships are pretty great really #back to miraculous both love and hate the slow burn lmao