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mechaknight-98 · 26 days

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Beastmaster’s Bond I (NSFW) Ft Chaehyun

Author’s note: well I guess it's a series now. I suppose that's what I get.

Part II, III, IV V

After the doctor's appointment, Marshmallow and I made our way back to the Zoo, greeted by surprised expressions from our fellow employees upon our arrival.

"Dino, why are you here? You're supposed to be off," Zahir exclaimed with raised eyebrows as I strolled alongside Marshmallow.

"Well, Chaehyun needed my assistance with the logistics of relocating 'her Magnamallo' from its former spot to here. But fret not, I've already sorted it out with her. I'll be taking my two days off as planned," I reassured Zahir, who nodded and wandered off. Chaehyun looked at me with surprise as we continued doing rounds with the others.

Chaehyun regarded me with a mixture of surprise and amusement. "That was smooth," she remarked, her smile betraying her astonishment.

"Years of practice. I've learned how to navigate tricky situations," I replied nonchalantly, earning a grin from Marshmallow.

"I can't believe I underestimated you," Chaehyun admitted.

"Trust me, you're not alone in that," I replied calmly.

"I'm just shocked you didn't call me Marshmallow. I was expecting you to stumble because I don't think you ever learned my name," Chaehyun quipped.

"I knew it the whole time," I responded

" So why Marshmallow then," Chaehyun asked with surprise.

I face her squish both of her cheeks and she responds, "Okay fair, but don't you want a skinnier girl? I mean..." she starts but before she can any further with that line of thinking I interject

"Don't finish that thought. I like you the way you are. You're sexy as fuck and if I didn't like you the way you are I wouldn't have fucked the shit out of you twice," I respond

"That was crass..., but thank you," Chaehyun responded with a smile.

I shrugged as we strolled through the zoo. Fortunately, the chaos from yesterday had subsided. Deciding to be prudent, I decided to check in on all my "sons" while we were there: Dino (our Glavernus), Sparky (our Astalos), Raptor (our Valstrax), Alucard, Swampy (our Almudron), and Frozone (our Goss Harag). Frozone, known for his perpetual chill demeanor (pun intended), was always the last stop.

Entering Frozone's enclosure, I found him looking considerably calmer than the molten rage he had exhibited the day before. Chaehyun trailed behind me, her eyes widening at the sight.

"I think this is the biggest Goss Harag I've ever seen," she exclaimed with excitement.

Frozone, with his ever-languid gaze, tracked our movements as we approached.

"Hey, Dad," his expression seemed to convey.

"Hey, son. Feeling better?" I inquired.

"Yeah, just tired. I see you've brought someone new," Frozone observed.

"Oh yeah, this is Chaehyun," I introduced.

Chaehyun waved enthusiastically. "Hi, buddy," she greeted, eliciting a mirrored wave from Frozone before he resumed his lounging.

"He seems so lethargic. Is he okay?" Chaehyun asked, concern evident in her voice.

"He's perfectly fine. Goss Harags aren't naturally active creatures, especially in warmer climates. Their low activity levels help conserve energy, particularly in intense intense climates they often find themselves in. If we had another male or female, he might be more lively, but for now, he's just chilling," I explained, reassuring Chaehyun.

"Don't make me do laps again, Dad. Please, I've been watching my weight," Frozone interjected with a glare.

"No need for laps, son. People just aren't accustomed to seeing such a big Goss Harag," I reassured, chuckling as Frozone gave me a thumbs-up.

"Wait, can you communicate with them?" Chaehyun asked, astonished by Frozone's behavior.

"No, they can't speak. But after spending so much time with them, I've come to understand their behaviors and gestures, so it's more like a silent conversation," I clarified.

"That's incredible. I've never seen megafauna that was so... chatty," Chaehyun remarked, her fascination evident.

"Well, they all are. You just have to be willing to listen," I reply.

"You are a marvel you know that right," Chaehyun asks as we leave the enclosure,

"Really How so," I ask confused as we head to Tony's enclosure.

"You're attachment to them as like family almost is remarkable and the reciprocation between you and them is amazing," Chaehyun responded as I opened the door.

"Well, I don't treat them like objects which I see a lot of people do.", I reply, "I raised all of them since their birth, They are my sons, whether adopted or not," I add firmly. Chaehyun steps back and her eyes narrow.

"be careful using that tone," She chides.

I turn back to her and my eyes narrow, "and why is that?" I ask with an even more fiercer tone. Chaehyun looks at me with eyes full of lust and desire.

"Because I'll make you a father again she says." she tries to steady her breath. She closes in on me and puts my hand in her pants near her clothed pussy. "Feel how wet I am! You keep talking recklessly and I will make you put a baby in me," she states erotically. I fight tooth and claw not to pounce on her.

"You're insatiable," I reply teasingly.

"And you're such a tease," Chaewon growls, as she moves to corner me putting a hand under her shirt and forcing me to cup her left breast as we stare at each other. I smell her arousal and it spikes mine. Our eyes unfocus as we fall deeper into our mutual brewing lust, but I fight my more primal urges and turn back to the task at hand.

We walk into the enclosure and Tony is growling at Chaehyun.

"Why is she here? she reeks of wildfire," I see Tony "says"

"We are working on bringing you in a playmate," I respond.

"What kind of Playmate?" Tony "asks"

"it's a surprise," I say as Tony "glares"

"What's he saying?" Chaehyun asks,

"Oh he smells female Magnamalo on you," I explain, "So he's a little apprehensive," I respond. Chaehyun nodded and then said to me

"I can leave." to further iterate her point walked out of the enclosure. That left me with a text from her saying to measure Tony and measure the enclosure. Annoyed I called her

"What is it dear," she asked cheerily.

"dear, at least by me dinner first," I teased

"ha ha very funny caveman," Chaehyun responds.

" I do try, but um Chaehyun I know Tony's measurements by heart, along with the enclosures. I did have to build it after all so that's not all you wanted me to do right," I respond to Chaehyun

"You built the enclosure,"

"Yep and oversaw most of the other ones except for megafauna that was directly given to specific crew members, but even then I was consulted for help," I answer

"Why didn't Old McDonald..." Chahyun started

"E, I, E, I, O" I interject

Why didn't he give you the keys to the place as it seems you did everything," Chaehyun asked confused

"Well if I am being honest from my perspective. he wanted to turn this into a major research facility along with a zoo. I hate labs so he hired someone who could do the lab parts and push his dream further," I reply

"That's funny my father was the opposite. He wanted to be closer to the megafauna and was always trying to connect with them on a primal level." Chaehyun responded

"So we are a match made in heaven then for our mentor dreams I guess," I joke

"I guess so," Chaehyun responds laughing.

"So we good?" I ask.

"Yeah. Let's go," Chaehyun says with a smile. We left to go to the main office where Chaehyun had already set up shop. As soon as we sit down Chaehyun gets a call. her eyes go wide as she takes it then the call ends.

"I need to go back to Korea. They need me to help hatch and Elder Dragon," Chaehyun said she looked at me with conflicted feelings, "How fast can you get a passport?" she added.

"Probably not fast enough," I responded

"Shit," Chaehyun growled.

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multifandoms27-blog · 2 months

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Early morning

Content: Adrian “Alucard” Tepes x gn!Reader

Warnings: None

Notes: I’m on phone so apologies if the format is weird.

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Every morning, Adrian gets up and makes you a splendid breakfast, complete with a coffee brewed with love. He knows how you like your breakfast, how you like your coffee. He’s spent so much time with you, he gets it to a T.

Even when he’s worn out from helping nearby villages fend off from night creatures, he still manages to make you comfortable. Never takes time for himself, no matter how much you may beg and plead.

Finally, his body caves in. He’s fast asleep by the time you wake up one morning, and you decide to make him comfortable. Slipping out of bed, making sure not to wake him, you ran to the kitchen to start preparing his breakfast.

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Alucard woke up without you next to him. His nightgown twisted around his legs and his skin felt hot. He had been under the covers for too long. Getting out of bed, his nightgown reaching past his knees, he opted to change before meeting you wherever you were. He guessed the kitchen.

He gasped. The kitchen! Breakfast! Hurriedly, he put on black pants and a white blouse before rushing to the kitchen. He wanted to start on your breakfast right away - you must be starving!

To his surprise, you were already in the kitchen, his apron on you, spatula in hand, and pan sizzling. He stopped. You were cooking. For him.

“Hi honey, how’d you sleep?”

“…Fine. What’s all this?”

“Well I hope it was more than fine, you slept for a while!” You grinned. “More than you have in a long time.”

“I know, and I’m sorry I did, I-“

“Adrian, stop. Let me take care of you for once.” You placed a hand on his chest. “I made eggs, sausage, and I’m working on the pancakes.”

“Need any help?” Alucard offered.

“No, you just sit down. I made you some coffee for you to sip on.” You reached over and grabbed a cup off of the coffee machine, quickly added what he liked and handed it to him with a smile.

Adrian reflected your smile, and moved to sit at the table. While your back was turned to him, he took a sip of the coffee. It…had an interesting taste. One that made his face scrunch up in disgust. He put it down and tried his hardest not to chuck it out of one of the windows behind him.

When you presented breakfast to him, admittedly he was a little hesitant. If your coffee was anything like it, he was scared. But when he bit into the pancake, he was surprised to find it perfectly fluffy. The sausage had the perfect amount of char on them, with brown insides. The eggs were perfectly scrambled, though its hard to screw up scrambled eggs. But the seasoning was on point.

As he was chowing down on the food, you were watching with admiration. “So I take it you like it?”

“Yes, darling. It is exquisite.”

You giggled and reached over and took a sip of his coffee. Your own face distorted in disgust. “Eugh! I can’t believe I made you drink this, I’m so sorry hon.”

“I don’t mind.” He minded.

“Maybe I should leave the coffee making to you…” You sigh dejectedly.

“You okay?” Adrian asked.

“I just wanted the breakfast to be perfect.” You put your head in your hand.

“It is perfect. One small, bad thing isn’t going to ruin this moment, my love.” He put a hand on your shoulder. “This breakfast is perfect already, because it was made by the person I love most.”

You look up at him. “Really?”

“Really.”

You grin again, lean in and kiss him. “Eat up, Lulu, we have plenty more.”

“Are you going to eat?” Adrian asked.

“I will, after you’ve had your fill.”

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aroseinasnowstorm · 7 months

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Hello! Can i pls request Alucard from Hellsing x male or gn vampire s/o, maybe headcannons of how Alucard would seek comfort from his s/o after a rough day. thnks!

I will always use GN reader unless it is something specifically related to the sex and gender of a person just so it´s more inclusive!

Also Fledgling Reader anyone? Because you gonna be getting that-

TW: stressful day, mentions of blood and biting (its Alucard and vampire reader goddamnit-), Alucard being an utter sweetheart

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Alucard x Vampire/Fledgling!Reader

Okay so first off, he's gonna fucking dote on you from the start. You're his little fledgling now and you can be sure that he's going to make sure you're well taken care of

He's going to offer you his blood from the start (assuming you're already in a relationship, otherwise he would the second you both got together) but if you prefer to not... well he's gonna be a bit grumpy about it but he's going to accept your decision either way.

Be assured he's going to make sure thst you get a regular blood intake and he's going to closely schedule the growth of your abilities.

He's definitely going to train you personally and be assured, you are going to get many kisses after and even during the training.

Alucard is more willing to discuss even his most personal aspects of being a vampire, he's going to tell you everything you want to know while holding you close.

He's going to be so proud of you but also so... worried. He knows that turning into a vampire can change you but he also knows that you are a strong person who can keep their personality while also growing in the same breath

Of course, this can be overwhelming. Hell, you don't even need to be a vampire for life to get overwhelming. Especially if you work with the Hellsing Organisation.

Alucard is not really the best with strong emotional displays but he would never shame you for crying.

The moment you sob you can be sure you are going to be pulled against his chest.

He will definitely kidnap you and just sit with you in his basement. Preferably on his chair with you on his lap so he can properly hold you and kiss you.

Sometimes he won't know what to say when you rant but he will make sure to listen either way. No matter if you're angry or sad, he won't ever question your emotional display.

On the contrary, when you are sad so is he, same for anger. He is very focused on you and so he reacts strongly to your presence and whatever you feel. Honestly if you feel angry he would encourage you to just wreck a room. Walter be damned, he's not going to allow the butler to scold you for thst outburst.

If you're sad or not angry enough, he would offer cuddles, a pack of blood or even his neck if you want to drink his blood. I think biting him can be very intimate and he definitely enjoys feeling you drinking his blood like this.

Should that all be of no interest to you he's always willing to watch a movie with you. Or go on a walk with you. Honestly? Everything you want, just so thst you feel better.

If you don't feel that comfortable yer sleeping in your coffin he's going to keep the lid open and sit next to you while you sleep. He's going to stuff a goddamn pillow in there if it makes you feel more comfortable and definitely going to tuck you in with a blanket, even if this one is spread all over the ground rather than the coffin

He may be a monster and sometimes a bit cranky when you do something he can't comprehend but that doesn't mean that he doesn't love you. Because he does. A lot.

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shattersstar · 9 months

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A possessive kiss in the rain for Alucard (Castlevania) and reader

First time ever requesting! I love your writing and your series on alucard! Feel free to make a whole new thing or to even ignore this,no pressure! Thank you!

possessive kiss in the rain + adrian tepes x vampire!reader

a/n: did i use this as an excuse to include striga? yeah of course <33 but tyyy for the request along with ur kind words im v honoured 😌 and sorry for taking forever with this i did have a lot of fun writing it tho so i hope u enjoy!!

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It was quiet, the sun setting around an hour ago and it was still quiet. Quiet when you climbed out of the caravan to find Sypha and Trevor building a fire, quiet when you took a seat against a tree—the speaker not too far behind, even quieter when Adrian made his way back to camp, finding the magician laying her head in your lap while you stared into the flames. Both the men in your company grumbled at the sight, though Trevor had long dozed off against a tree of his own, while Adrian beckoned you with his eyes. You rose without warning Sypha, she yelped and scolded your manners as she rose to dust herself off. Her words went over your head, you offered a half glance over your shoulder in response, but tensed at the sound of her calling Adrian’s name—his other name.

Alucard rolled off her tongue as easily as all the other humans who dubbed him so. You did your best not to roll your eyes at the title, brushing past the half vampire who bid goodbye to the humans you traveled with.

You both moved silently, the ambient scape of the forest filled the air—branches snapped and leaves crunched in the distance as birds sang above and insects trilled below. You had stayed hidden amongst the trees, but followed parallel to the path that led to a cattle village nearby. And if the horde moved as you all predicted, they were likely to pass over soon. A buffet of beef would surely bring them calling, but it was still too quiet. Animals should have scattered when the wind chilled, bringing the scent of rot and decay. The sky also had not clouded over with the mass of the night creatures, the moonlight still slit through the trees and danced on your skin.

Adrian’s pointed silence didn’t help, but you were too caught up in where the night creatures were to dwell on it. It was not like them to wait so long to show themselves, the sun had set over an hour ago now—maybe they were not here yet.

You were simply ahead of schedule, you settled on, wondering if Adrian had decided the same. You were going to ask him about the silence, about the calm—yet he seemed anything, but calm. When you glanced over your shoulder you could see the emotions swirling in his golden eyes, contemplating and consuming him. “Are you okay?” You asked suddenly, your voice was the loudest thing within miles it seemed.

“Sypha’s quite taken with you.” Adrian replied, and your brows shot up your face. You stayed quiet for sometime in front of the dhampir, trying to understand the root of his statement. Perhaps the question within it. Sypha’a affection and interest towards you was what he had been stewing on?

Was it…jealousy?

No. “She has never been around our kind before and now she has two wells of knowledge. It's the speaker side of her—the only side of her.” You sounded defensive, and you hated it, over a century alive on this earth and still unable to hide yourself from those feelings. The ones Adrian brought out in you with a simple stare.

“I suppose, she does interrogate me to no end.” You both laughed lightly at that. You felt a little easier, ready to move one when he spoke again, “She’s quite comfortable around you—honest around you.”

“Comfortable?!” Your anger surfaced too fast—you knew it the moment you whipped around and Adrian took half a step back. Jarred by your reaction and the glint of your fangs in the moonlight. You wanted to calm down, but it was too heavy, “You think she should be weary of me, scared Adrian? Its okay because you can go out in the sun and survive without blood, but, but I’m—“

“No my darling.” He never interrupted you, never broke that respect he offered so easily a lifetime ago, but he did this time with a hushed tone. It silenced you, jaw clenching as you looked away. You were never one for dramatics, not in front of him especially, but it burned something deep in your chest to feel even more alienated. Forced to see skulls of vampires in the Belmont’s hold—trophies and artifacts of loved ones neatly cataloged amongst the goodies you know the Belmont boy was dying to use on you.

Adrian was easy to stomach and you were the one to be scared of, the one who stayed hidden in the caravan during the days and unable to spend a minute at night alone without wild accusations about your whereabouts, motives or more being thrown around. It had calmed down in recent days, Sypha’s unbridled affection towards you may have been a part of that, but it could also be the nights spent on hunts. Just you and Adrian, the only person who would never judge you, never see your carnage and violence and think anything of it.

It was to ease the burden the two humans had been facing, nights spent clearing areas far and wide while they worked through the days. And to quell the restless Adrian sensed brewing in you. You had barely been sleeping during the days, staring into the brief glimpses of sunlight from the back of the covered wagon with dead eyes, spending the nights irritated and distant, which never helped whatever they may think of you.

But the distance, that helped. The time spent alone with Adrian, moments to feed and drink in peace on the unfortunate souls who didn’t manage to escape the horde. Adrian often collected canteens of blood for you, keeping them with his things and out of Trevor’s knowledge. You never questioned the secrecy, but did have to stop your eyes from widening in surprise when he first gave you one. You had never asked Adrian to do such a thing, to care and attend to you in his own silent ways.

It made your anger dissolve fully, he called your name after you let out an unneeded sigh. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you so. I know it's difficult, I see it. I promise.” His hand met your cheek, cradling you for a soft second. You leaned into his touch before remembering the reason you were out here. You would find the words later, instead you kissed his palm before turning back to the path. He stayed by your side as best he could, sometimes drifting behind with the forest demanded so, but always within reach. It was only when a scream pierced somewhere in the distance Adrian slipped in front of you. You both leaned into your senses, and while you both located the source of the scream, you also caught a scent of something familiar.

Something from lifetimes ago that brought back memories from your human life. You tried to shake the sudden onslaught of emotions, you were always drowning in what you felt. Alive or dead your feelings consumed you wholly. Adrian had already taken off in the direction and while you tried to follow, that warm floral scent only grew stronger. You found yourself stopping and watching him vanish into the dark of the woods. You knew another vampire was nearby, and as you carefully followed the scent, you found yourself in a small clearing.

A woman, tall and broad, sat sharpening her large blade while you lurked in the tree line. You watched her, wondering why she was here when she called out.

“No need to hide.” Her voice carried on the wind and reminded you of home. You moved at lightning speed, appearing in front of her, your long cloak settling as the breeze from your movements fluttered her long hair.

“Who are you?” You asked.

“Striga, one of four rulers of Styria.” She placed her blade against the log she sat upon, pushing herself up to her full towering height. The moonlight caught Striga's hair as she moved to stand next to you, and you couldn't deny the fact she was beautiful. Strong and powerful, but with the eyes of a lover. That kind that drew you in, saw into your soul and kissed the barest parts of your condemned spirit.

“Styria…” You whispered, it had been too many lifetimes ago since you had set foot on the shores of your birth place. And now, one of its vampire rulers stood in front of you, radiating that warm smell of jasmine and something indescribably citrus that reminded you of where you had grown up. You had left your past behind you, never returning to where you had been turned, not since you were free. Though, you had always hoped to catch that scent of Styria again and finally understand the complexities of its smell with your heightened senses. Yet you were still unable to place the adjectives that gave you a true answer to the intoxicating scent.

“You're the vampire traveling with the Belmont boy.” She was close enough that her arm brushed yours.

“I am.” You confirmed, while Striga raised a brow. Her strong arms crossed over her chest, black and purple armor amplifying her size.

“You ally yourself with the enemy.”

“I ally myself to Ad…Alucard, and if that’s the company he keeps, then it is the company I keep.” You explained, trying to ignore the bitterness at the sound of his other name.

She laughed, a low sound that made you smile involuntarily. “You’re quite something to be with a…half…thing like him.”

You laughed weakly, unable to gauge her tone. “Do you forget he’s the son of Dracula?” You inquired, scanning the tree line where just beyond night creatures howled and screeched.

“I suppose you have faith in him, leaving him to fight alone so you could speak to me.”

You didn’t reply, couldn’t muster a lie in response to what was an obvious statement. You both had lived long to know it wasn’t a question and that it was true. Striga intrigued you, standing tall and alone, and reminiscent of a life you had tried to forget. Her gorgeous purple robes were set against the royal blue sky streaked with orange as shards of leftover sunlight tangled in the thick evening clouds.

“I have heard such stories of his fighting.” Striga suddenly stated, the lit of her accent more noticeable with the casual cadence of her tone.

“Its breathtaking.” You found yourself murmuring, Adrian’s strength was always something to behold. His swiftness and keen eye, how he held his sword ever so carefully and cut many in half with more grace than a trained dancer. He was violence and art in motion. He was yours forever. It made you grin, small and fangs peaking out.

“You wear your affection on your face, he should be honoured to be cherished by someone as beautiful as you.”

“You speak like a true soldier, warrior even. Of honour and worth. It is a beautiful way to want.” You turned to face her, taking in her green eyes and the charm wrapped around a single braid in her hair. It was a long tousled mess of black waves that were half swept up. You noticed the glinting clip that held her hair back and wondered how a notorious commander would own such a thing. Perhaps it was a gift from a lover like the crystal bracelet you wore. Adrian had fastened it around your wrist one early morning. You were dozing in the caravan with him, listening to Sypha try to pry stories from Trevor while easily supplying her own. It was nice to fall asleep to the lull of their mindless talk while in Adrian’s arms. It was then he slipped it over your hand, bringing your knuckles to his lips and leaving a few soft kisses there before carefully slipping into the day.

“And how do you love him? If you do?”

You held her gaze, “You imply that I don’t?”

“I’m curious if you don’t.” She corrected with a simple nod. “I find you beautiful and interesting, it would be disheartening to know you are spoken for.”

“I am.”

“By a man who stands on the opposite of side the war?”

“It appears so.”

Striga turned her attention to the sky, appealing to the heavens as she spoke her next words.

“Then I apologize for any hurt I may cause you during this war. I’ll find you and apologize in person, repent for as long as I must.”

“That is, if you truly hurt me.”

“No, I would find you anyways.”

You chuckled, “Why?”

“To see if you are still in love.” Striga shrugged her broad shoulders, the words almost too casual as if she knew something you did not. It made you nervous, another half laugh escaping your lips before you turned back towards the tree line. “You do love him?” She inquired, shifting closer. A moment of silence passed before a howl broke through the woods. Inhuman and sending a flock of birds into the night sky. You followed them with your gaze.

“I try not too.” You answered honestly, watching the winged creatures disappear into another part of the dense forest. Adrian was far too great for this world to be yours. You were a lowly vampire turned by a lonely widow who needed company more than blood. She begged and begged until she stopped taking no for an answer and turned you in your sleep. You woke up screaming and sobbing, a life robbed by someone who didn’t even end up wanting you. Her guilt consumed her whole, she had doomed you to the same life she wanted reprieve from and choose to let the church find and kill her. She left you alone, and you wanted to spend eternity just like that.

But you and Adrian had found each other, lonely in your own torrential ways. You had never met someone like him before, someone caught between two worlds you had given up on entirely. Adrian brought something to quell the loneliness of your cursed existence, and for that companionship, you’d follow him anywhere.

You would accept death at the hands of his father if it meant stopping the bloodshed as Adrian wanted. You had nothing, but your entire self to give to him. Maybe besides the knowledge from the life you lived and the sword on your hip. He could have something more normal, more human than you, if that’s what he so wanted from his life. You had always understood that, accepted that and tried to love him a little less in spite of it all.

Yet, your heart bled for him in ways you had never known in your brief human life, and forever stretching vampiric one. It was almost painful, how much you craved him. And almost, almost, was more powerful than the lust for blood that fueled your existence.

“Speak of the devil, and he shall appear “ Striga’s soft voice broke you from your thoughts, reality crashing down as Adrian stood, panting, at the edge of the clearing. He was across from you, hunched forward slightly, and hand on his blade. “I will be seeing you, soon I pray.” Striga hummed, bringing your attention to her face as she grabbed your bare hand with her gloved one. She brought your knuckles to her lips, placing a chaste kiss all while her sea green eyes bored into yours.

You opened your mouth to respond, but she vanished into the night before your hand reached your side. You pivoted back towards Adrian, walking in his direction at a steady pace, while your gaze fell to your feet. You focused on each step, one foot in front of the other, until his hands jumped to your biceps and stopped you in place.

You were about a foot from him, head tilting from the ground to meet his angry gaze. Adrian dropped his hands from you, letting silence wash over you two as the forest’s din became too loud in your ears.

“I’m sorry.” You blurted out, anything to cut the silence and tension along with it.

Adrian shifted his weight, the sunny yellow of his eyes was a deep amber in the dark of night. “Why were you here?”

“I could smell a vampire, and investigated.”

“Investigated!?” His tone inflected with the anger he normally kept at bay.

“She was from Styria and I-I was curious. Is that wrong?” You were finding your ground, steadying your voice as challenge lingered in your tone.

You two never fought, not like this.

“Was it wrong to leave me—“

“You are more than capable, we both know that Adrian.” You snapped, you would not be guilted into seeing him as helpless. Adrian was anything, but that.

“Why did she kiss your hand?” Your angered confidence faltered, your gaze softening as something…sad bled into his voice. Something cold and lonely you knew well.

“I don’t know.”

His jaw clicked, and in an instant he was in your space, fangs flashing because he couldn’t help it, as his fingers grasped your jaw. He stared into your eyes and asked you again. Perhaps it was the proximity, or your own ego dying down, but you saw through him so clearly. So easily, as you always had, and understood.

Thunder rumbled in the distance, as the looming clouds finally began to cry soft tears of rain.

Pat. Pat. Pat. Against your clothes, it wasn’t torrential, but that misty rain that made everything hazy.

“She was interested in me, she complimented me and asked about you—us. She reminded me of a place I called home ages ago but my love, she is not you.” Maybe it was jealousy earlier when Adrian asked about Sypha, but regardless it definitely was now. You were unsure how he could think such things when you felt so unworthy of him, and he was worried about a woman you met once. Yes she was beautiful, and carried power and confidence like it was given to her by god, but she was not the man you loved.

The one you had swore yourself to, one you killed for and one you would gladly die for if he so much as asked. His grip faltered, eyelids shuddering as your soft explanation washed over him like the rain. With a voice barely above a whisper on the wind you continued, “I never have nor will I give myself to someone like I have you, Adrian. I would do anything at your behest. Anything beloved.” You pressed your hands against his torso, clinging to the fabric of his coat as best you could.

“Anything?” He rasped, like speaking was a chore he had no capacity for.

“I’d burn worlds down or build them up if you asked. I’d kill the Belmont boy or give my life for his if you asked. I’d lock myself away and never speak to anyone but you if that’s what you wanted. Yes, my love, anything.”

“Just let me kiss you.” Adrian’s mouth met yours before you could answer, but you both knew it was a yes. It was more teeth and fang than anything at first, as the momentum of his body slamming into yours, sent you reeling back a step before one of his hands moved to your waist. Your hands slipped up his chest, fingers still clutching the fabric before one of your hands tangled into his hair. Fingers toying with the golden lock that cascaded down his back.

Adrian still had one hand cradling your jaw, keeping you in place as he kissed you with enough desire to make you delirious. Your mouths moved together, his fangs grazing your bottom lip. He wasn’t usually like this, bold and desperate, but you would let Adrian kiss and hold you however he needed. To let the jealousy spiral through his system and find release in your lips against his.

You smiled against his mouth, nails scraping deliciously through his hair before his tongue found yours. You were faintly aware of the rain, starting to beat down heavier with each second you spent lost in each other's embrace. Adrian finally pulled away, letting his thumb smooth over your chin before finding the other side of your waist. You let both your arms wrap around his neck, stealing soft kisses as the thunder grew louder. You knew you would have to go back soon, but Adrian was still preoccupied with leaving open mouth kisses against yours, pulling back slightly before deciding he still needed more. It was more tender, what you were used to from him. Chasing your lips, a few soft pecks turning into something more heated before he would start the cycle again.

You played with his hair and felt his fingers twitch against your side as the darkness clouding his beautiful expression softened. Adrian stopped his assault of kisses, dropping his head to the curve of your neck. You kissed the top of his head, fingers slipping out of his hair.

“I love you.” You murmured, such sentiments felt a little too human and empty for you. And you did love him, but it was just more than that. He still said it to you often, and you were easy to repeat the sentiment, but you rarely offered it on your own. It was no reflection of him, it was just your distance from humanity you could never get back. But you knew Adrian needed to hear it.

“I love you too darling.” He hummed against your skin, leaving a kiss there before standing at his full height. You stared at him for a moment, the want still clear in his eyes as he tucked you against his side. You walked through the forest with clasped hands, the thick trees keeping out some of the rain, not that you cared.

You both had faster means of returning to camp, but pressed against Adrian who occasionally left kisses on the fabric by your shoulder or brought your intertwined hands to his lips, was enough to forget about the storm. Adrian engulfed you and drowned you in ways the rain never could, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

#yknow this is the first alucard fic of mine not apart of my main series for him #that’s kinda wild #to me at least #adrian tepes x reader #adrian tepes imagine #alucard x reader #alucard imagine #castlevania x reader #castlevania imagine #writing

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honest-moth-of-silver-grove · 1 year

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Hi. I don’t know if requests are still open or not, but I was wondering if you could do some headcannons of Hector, Isaac, Alucard and Trevor helping their S/O through a panic attack??

If you feel uncomfortable writing this or if requests are closed please feel free to ignore this request. I hope you are well and staying safe 💞

Ask: Hi. I don’t know if requests are still open or not, but I was wondering if you could do some headcanons of Hector, Isaac, Alucard, and Trevor helping their S/O through a panic attack??

If you feel uncomfortable writing this or if requests are closed please feel free to ignore this request. I hope you are well and staying safe 💞

A/N: Requests are still closed as of right now, but this one made it in before that- I’m just a super slow tortoise when it comes to getting things done. (I think I’ve had like a year of writer’s block. That or it was just a major depressive episode… Who’s to say?) Anyways, onwards and upwards! Here is how I think Hector, Isaac, Alucard, and Trevor would help their S/O through a panic attack. I hope they're good, normally when I'm panicking I just let myself freak tf out lol

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Hector:

Hector knows exactly what a panic attack is. Okay, well maybe he doesn’t know all the psychology behind it, but he’s had plenty himself, so he understands how overwhelming they can feel.

He may not pick up on the fact that you’re having one right away if he’s preoccupied with making night creatures at the moment. But he’s also one to worry about you- he’s lost almost everyone he’s loved in some way or another, so he makes a point of checking in between every couple of creations.

He’ll see your labored breathing, the fear in your eyes, or the way you bend your body in half and know immediately that something is wrong. He’s learned from observing your behavior: which words and movements mean you’re happy and which ones mean you need help.

He’ll physically come over to you, and place a reassuring hand on your shoulder. If you’re in his workshop, or somewhere else that isn’t exactly an ideal calm spot, he’ll usher you- carry you even- if he has to, to a safer place where the two of you can sit quietly.

If you’re okay with being touched, he’ll hold you close to him, placing one of his hands on the small of your back. Using the other, he’ll grasp one of your hands and bring it to his chest so you can focus on the rhythm of his heartbeat.

He takes deep calming breaths and urges you to match yours to his.

Once you're past the worst of it, he’ll leave you alone momentarily to go and make the two of you tea. The two of you can sip your tea and enjoy the company of your many adorable undead pets together. It may be unnerving to some, but to you, when you’re all together, it helps make the world look less intimidating.

Isaac:

Isaac doesn't panic often, or, well, ever to be quite honest. He used to be terrified as a kid, but now that he’s a man in charge of his own destiny, that’s all behind him. That doesn’t mean he’s unaware of your feelings or anything. As a matter of fact, he prefers the focus to be on your feelings so he doesn’t have to share his.

The first thing he has you do is drink some ice-cold water, to help your brain shift its focus from your overwhelming feelings to the shocking and quite refreshing feeling of the cool liquid going down your throat.

The second thing he does is rub soothing circles into the pulse points on both your wrists. He learned from an acupuncturist in one of his many travels, that these points, called the Great Abyss and the Spirit Gate respectively, are good pressure points to use in alleviating feelings of anxiety.

Thirdly, he makes sure those in and around the palace respect your privacy. He ushers any passersby away and uses his night creatures to reroute people to ensure no one other than him sees you in this state. He doesn’t want you to feel negatively judged for having feelings, because he lived his life like that for so long and he knows how awful it is.

Once you’ve reached the peak of your panic attack and begin to come down, he’ll ask if you want to talk about what triggered you in the first place. After all, he is the King of Styria now. If it’s something he can change in the palace, or in the way people work, you can bet he’s going to fix it for your benefit.

If it isn’t something he or you can change, but rather something you have no other choice but to live with, he mentally makes peace with it and urges you to do the same. Yes, feelings of panic are scary and they mess up your entire day, but if this is a part of who you are, he doesn’t want you to feel in any way angry at yourself or at fault. People carry all different burdens, this one just happens to be yours. And Isaac is more than happy, to let you know, you don’t carry this one alone.

Alucard:

Alucard is pretty stoic most of the time, at least, he tries to be. He’s not used to vocalizing or expressing how he feels. Hell, he doesn’t even really know how to process all that he feels, much less share it. So it’s safe to say, being a knowledgeable and comforting presence is foreign to him.

Greta and Sypha do end up teaching him a little bit, but you’re gonna have to be very honest and open with him going forward if you want him to anticipate your needs beyond eating and sleeping every once in a while.

You’d most likely come to him and tell him. Either with an “Alucard, I need you,” or even a whispered, “Help.” And he’d come running, like superspeed running, over to you.

Are you hurt? Are you bleeding? He’s checking for blood. No blood! Okay, any bruises? No bruises! He’s going through the physical list when he notices the way you’re trembling, the way you keep grasping at your chest, and the way you keep shaking your head ‘no’. He soon realizes it's not that kind of injury.

He takes you to your room and sets you gently on the bed. He asks you directly: what can he do, and what do you need? Whatever it is he’ll get it, or he’ll ask for someone else to get it, so he can stay there in the meantime and hold you.

He lets you play with his hair, something he rarely does, to keep your mind occupied on something else. He’ll even shift into his wolf form if you’d prefer a big fluffy doggie to cuddle with.

Stemming off of what he’s learned from Sypha and Greta, he reminds you how much he loves you, and how much you mean to him. He thinks you’re a wonderful person- brave and strong. Panic attacks don’t change that. And he’s not upset or even shocked- life is scary, and your guys’ life has been very scary.

Basically Alucard just wants you to know that even though he isn’t an expert at emotions, he’ll stay by your side, throughout it all.

Trevor:

Trevor actually used to have panic attacks a lot as a kid, but back then he had his family to help him through it. After they were taken from him, he shut down emotionally- something he needed to do to survive. So now, his emotional IQ isn’t the greatest. That doesn’t mean he’s not observant though.

Being a trained monster hunter, he’s good at reading people. He can spot fear or aggression from a distance, and he’d definitely be able to sense panic in you.

He would want to make sure the two of you are in a place and position for you to freak out freely, preferably away from prying strangers’ eyes. It’s not that he’s embarrassed, he just wants the two of you to feel safe enough to calm down, and it’s hard to do that with a bunch of judgemental eyes on you.

Trevor’s priority is safety: so once the two of you are clear of people (or night creatures), he turns his attention to you. He instructs you to take deep breaths: in through your nose and out through your mouth- he remembers reading something about that in one of his family’s books a long time ago.

If you’re not too hot, or in the middle of an anxiety-driven hot flash, he’ll offer you his coat/cloak to grip on or to cocoon yourself in. If you choose the former, he’ll place a reassuring hand on your shoulder, and practice his breathing with you. If you prefer the latter, he’ll pick your wrapped-up form and cradle you in his lap. And he’ll tell you stories from a happier time in his life- something he doesn’t share with anyone other than you- to distract your mind. It’s his way of being vulnerable with you.

Trevor knows he comes off as stony, bitter, and just completely over-it in general, but he never wants you to think he feels that way about you. He loves you, and he prides himself on his ability to protect you and keep you safe. You’re his family now. He’s going to stick through it all with you- thick and thin.

He might even softly sing some of the old Romanian lullabies his mother used to sing to him. But that’s only if you’re really, really panicked. Once you start teasing him about how he’s really just a big softie, he knows you’re going to be just fine.

#castlevania isaac x reader #isaac x reader #hector x reader #alucard x reader #trevor belmont x reader #isaac imagine #hector imagine #alucard imagine #trevor x reader #trevor belmont imagine #alucard tepes #isaac laforeze #castlevania hector #castlevania #hc

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pininghermit · 11 months

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Leave-taking (AFAB Adrian x GN Reader)

Request: Would you do a sub afab alucard drabble?

Request: My obsession towards Alucard came back. Can i request the first time fem!dom reader and him have sex? I imagine that sex would be all about him, praising him, making him feel good, safe and comfortable in her arms due to his trauma. Aaa i want to make my baby boy feel good and and and---

Summary: Adrian does not flinch when your hand cups his face, nor does he resist when you lift his face. It is then that he allows himself to look “Well too late for that, I think I lost whatever sanity I had when you left,”

Warning: AFAB Adrian, dom reader, vaginal fingering and sex. Minors DNI.

AN: okay bros and hoes this is first time I have written actual intercourse. Hope you like it. Thanks for requesting.

“What makes you think you can make a choice for both of us?” Adrian does not find the strength to move from his spot from where your gaze pins him. The room remains quiet leave for the slight shuffle of papers you move around. Adrian fails to find words to answer your question.

Slamming your hand in frustration you stand up from your desk. Your chair pushed back with more than the required force crashes into the wall. “Tell me Adrian, what made you think, you could leave without a word, without a single mention, not a word of your well-being,” With every word you step closer. “Vanishing into thin air, making me lose my mind worrying about you,” you are close now. Adrian still unable to look into your eyes, evades your gaze by looking at the floor.

For once the dhampir feels more prey than predator. Adrian does not flinch when your hand cups his face, nor does he resist when you lift his face. It is then that he allows himself to look “Well too late for that, I think I lost whatever sanity I had when you left,” your dilated pupils stare back at him. There is no sign of the familiar brown he remembered.

“You took it all with you,” you whisper as you close in and Adrian bumps into the wall behind him. Even with your eyes tinged red and your hair, which you meticulously looked after in the past, now in disarray, Adrian’s heart skips a beat.

"You took it all with you," you repeat, your voice filled with a mixture of longing and accusation. The weight of your words hits him hard, and he finds himself pressed against the wall, unable to escape your penetrating gaze.

A momentary softness that he enjoys as you lean in. Your hand that holds his chin travels the path of his cheek to his hair where your fingers run through his hair. Your scent floods his senses. Too long. Your breath on the column of his neck settles like the sand on the seabed. Your lips hair’s width away from where they should be.

Adrian closes his eyes and waits for whatever punishment awaits him. He would bear it all if it gave him your forgiveness. But it never comes. Your touch, the warmth of your breath, your scent all leave him.

Opening his eyes he finds you withdrawn. Away from the previous closeness. The skin of his neck tingles in anticipation, waiting for your lips. Your rejection pinches his heart. A small moment that leaves him gasping. “You are free to go,” he does not register the words you speak with your back to him. Leave…no you’ve just met. How could…Adrian cannot fathom doing that again.

“I have made sure of your safety and that is all I need,” you continue and it is then that Adrian notices the tenseness of your shoulders and the slight tremor of your voice. A strong front for him. A choice given at your own cost.

A love given so freely that it expects nothing in return. A love that keeps you looking for him for months on end but it is the same love that allows you to back down at the expense of your own happiness. So selfless in its existence.

Accompanied by guilt, self-blame, a sense of fondness fills Adrian’s heart. He had been so wrong. Every construct of his mind that sprung from his past trauma lay useless in front of you. How did he ever think of you as those who betrayed him long ago? How had shadows of his mind not seen what you truly were? All those months how did he not discern the truth?

“Forgive me,” Adrian is surprised when his voice comes out firm, unlike the turmoil of his mind. Reaching for your hand Adrian steps forward to face you. Your balled fist unraveling in his hands. So…cold. Long ago you told him about getting cold fingertips when nervous. You look back at him. So, resilient yet, so fragile at the same time.

Taking your hand Adrian rests it on his cheek. “My fears and my doubts led me to take this step. I did not mean it to hurt you and yet, I have. I have hurt you so much.” Adrian puts all his sincerity as he holds onto your hand. “I wanted to keep you away from the darkness that follows me everywhere I go but in doing so I wronged you.”

Even in your state, you shake your head in denial. Adrian’s heart flutters your thumb caresses the skin of his cheek. A motion efficient enough to unwind him from the long months of running away from your comfort. You give it so freely that it is easy to feel unworthy of it. “Are you sure?” your voice is quiet and full of caution.

Adrian does not reply and merely closes his eyes as he kisses your lips. A kiss that is full of uncertainty and caution that grows stronger that your hands bring him closer. Your arms wrap around him Adrian feels his feet buckle in relief. Adrian feels your shoulders lose their rigidity as his arms circle them.

Your movements are rough and impatient and Adrian cannot find in himself to complain. He complies as you push yourself into him. Desperation fills you both as if the world had been lit on fire.

Your arm snakes around his waist, pulling him closer as your tongue pries open his lips. A request he happily acquiesces to, allowing you to claim what remains yours. Funny how the love that cannot be won with all the powers in the world comes just with the ability to let it go.

Maybe that is why even the teasing nips of your teeth on his lips are pleasurable. It is brimming with love no matter how he sees it. So, Adrian lets himself fall. Let all the worries and burdens go away as you hold him so close.

The kiss is cut short and Adrian whines. The emptiness seems unbearable after so long. He tries to reach for you, his eyes clouded by his own tears at the loss. ‘Sorry,’ he aches to plead. He wants to make it right so bad. Beg you and reassure you. Anxiety floods his mind as scenarios of your rejection plague him. The peaceful trance from moments ago is now disrupted.

“I am here beloved,” your voice reaches him and so does your touch. “Right here,” you speak as he feels his own hand in yours. And then he feels the beat of your heart under his palm that you guide to your chest.

“Right here,” your voice rings closer as your forehead rests on his. “I got you, love,” you reply to his whimper as you gently kiss his unfocused eyes, his cheeks, his lips. Adrian’s hands remain feeling your heartbeat as your fingers free him of his shirt.

He is too far gone to notice how you appreciatively take his appearance in. Even feel the shift from the cold wall to the warmer wood of your desk next to the fireplace. Your hands guide him, to where, he does not know, he merely remains in your embrace.

And then your lips finally kiss where you had earlier stopped. The place on his neck that had been ever since craving for your touch. Warmth pools in Adrian’s stomach as you kiss the spot and suck on it taking all your time. Your hands alternate between rubbing his exposed back and running fingers through his hair.

“Adrian,” you call his name reassuring him of your presence. You feared all this was too quick, both of you were too riled up but Adrian…he seemed so vulnerable, so soft in the moment. Making him comfortable on your desk, the only piece of surviving furniture in the dingy inn you rented. Had you known, you would have prepared better. Cushions, blankets, or maybe even something to eat but things had to wait. You would not deny your lover of any comfort.

The passion that burned you for months now simmered into pure affection. You run your hands all over his exposed skin, cementing his presence, differentiating the moment from countless visions that haunted you.

Standing between Adrian’s legs, you crouch lower, and Adrian’s fingers grip your hair. His grasp barely holding on as completely undress him from the layers that separate you both. “Oh look at you love. So eager for me,” you chuckle and Adrian’s knees tighten around your shoulder. “Look at you, Adrian so wet just from kissing,” your fingers glide over his exposed folds. Barely touching but the tremor that runs through your lover is enough proof of his sensitivity.

“Did you truly think anyone else could make you feel this good?” Your question is answered by a moan followed by Adrian’s nails scratching the top of your shoulders. Standing back up you catching his mouth back in a kiss as your fingers are enveloped by his warmth. Tight and pulsating as you scissor him open.

Adrian grinds back with his movements eager and urgent. “Mmmh,” is all he can summon at the annoyance of finding your shirt still on. His frustration lost in the daze of pleasure. His hips buck into your fingers trying to create more friction even as you increase the number of fingers opening him open. “Please ahh…need…more ahh,” a disappointed whine leaves his mouth as your fingers leave him open and empty. Exposed to cold.

However, his moans are muffled as your fingers fill his mouth. “Look what I do to you and look what you did to me,” you pull his hair back as Adrian continues sucking on your fingers. Uncaring of the drool that leaves his mouth making a mess of both of you. His fangs glide your fingers making you arch into him.

And then you press into him, enjoying the tightness that welcomes you. You grind into the spots that you remember pleasuring him in the past. Your movements are frantic after a long time of your separation.

In a rushed rhythm, you continue your game of push and pull. The table creaks with your force but you pay no mind to it. Your arm circles Adrian’s back holding him close. Adrian’s nails dig into your back as his moans fill the room and you do not doubt that the entire corridor rings with your noises.

Lost in the trance of building pleasure Adrian falls back on the desk as you continue drilling into him. Driving him into the haze of everything yet, nothing.

You lean in kissing the evident marks on Adrian’s neck. Reveling in your claim on him and your rock you both into another orgasm. Both your climaxes build together as you hold him close despite the sweat that lines your bodies.

#alucard #alucard x reader #castlevania #adrian tepes #top reader #adrian tepes x reader #bottom alucard #sub alucard #gentle sex #afab Alucard #dom reader

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randomlurker21 · 7 months

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okay, so I need someone who has played the Castlevania games to help me with this. I absolutely loved Castlevania: Nocturne and have been consuming all of its content on this website/app, and Ive seen a lot of people talk about Alucard and Maria together... but isn't Maria, like, AT MOST 16 years old??? Do they get together in the games when she's older? I know there are people who aren't bothered by ships with age gaps, but I feel like shipping a teenage girl with someone who's over 300 years old and has a physical age of at least 20-22 years old is a little weird. Like I said, maybe there's something that I'm not understanding since I haven't played the games and am missing some context, so could someone who has please give some insight???

#castlevania #castlevania nocturne #castlevania netflix #alucard #adrian tepes #maria renard

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lilbluebastard · 5 months

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⚠️ Opinion/long post warning! ⚠️

Listen you can be honest after you read this if you do, I’ll happily listen and respect you’re opinion 🩵

Listen I love hellsing but I don’t love some of its ships

Like the ships! Of course I’m not judging anyone we all have our own thing and we all like to enjoy our own opinions, I totally understand it but to be honest some of the ships that go with alucard creep me out….like a lot

Know before anyone gets upset there’s a good reason, I’m not just saying this stuff because I hate alucard (even tho I do) some of this ships can be creepy and weird

Like for example, andercard , alucard x Integra or alucard x Walter, now let me explain

It doesn’t involve alucard it involves

Girly card

Plus im not gonna go search for the art because I don’t wanna drag the artist into it and I don’t wanna well search for it because it makes me uncomfortable

I’ve seen art with girly card and young Walter now, just because she looks like a child doesn’t mean she is one , Alucards is about a 500+ year old guy, I’ve seen art of girlycard, doing things with young Walter and young Integra that he shouldn’t be doing with them

I’ve seen him flirting with them, EVEN KISSING THEM!

These two young CHILDREN for example

It’s honestly just creepy and kinda makes me question the community

Now I’m sure you’re wondering

Where does andercard come in this, listen I’m not hating on andercard because i like Anderson, it’s a cute ship don’t get me wrong I love a lil enemies to lover type stuff, I’ve seen some cute art

But seriously girlycard looks like a child, it’s makes Anderson look like a stereotypical irl priest 😭

But I’ve seen art where they’ve shared a father like daughter relationship and that’s a bit better just a old man taking the form of a child to get a good father figure he’s always wanted but I’ve seen creepy art between them, people are making Alexander look like a creep 😕

But I’ve also seen art of Alexander and girlycard and it’s just creepy, I’ve seen people drawing them in weird positions , yes they do give Anderson a uncomfortable expression but that’s no excuse in my opinion

People are making alucard and Anderson look like a creeps! Like yes have you’re ships but honestly, you’re making alucard act like that piece of shit that attacked him in his childhood

And I’m aware every community has its bad sides and good sides and I should deal with it but seriously!

Listen if you’re upset with me I can kinda understand but seriously this is really creepy and no one talks about it (well from what I can see no one does) some people are making alucard a actual monster

Like yes older Integra and Walter are fine because there adults, ship them to high heaven for all I care but drawing him with there younger selves how can you not see how bad that is? And honestly I’ve seen art of where there just besties, I like that because it’s not as creepy a lil weird but not as creepy you know?

But honestly ship what you want

Andercard is a silly ship , I mean not my ship but I respect others for it but the nsfw art makes me really uncomfortable, but still! I’ve seen silly stuff with andercard

(Adult) Integra x alucard

Also not my ship because I see them as father and daughter(just my opinion tho 😉) , but if it’s yours hey that’s a-okay! I’ve seen sone cute art with those guys! I get silly comics of Integra x alucard and they always are the best!

I don’t really see art of older Walter and alucard it’s rare but still!

A ship is a ship, everything has a good side and everything has a bad side, I’m sorry if I made someone upset, feel free to tell me you’re opinion, I’ll happily listen to you and I’ll respect it, because everyone’s opinions important

Listen I’m not gonna go tell people to stop drawing what they like, Im not that kinda person , I’m just someone who’s sharing my opinions, because it’s been bugging me for a while, I’m just being honest

(yes I’m aware there are other ships but I feel like this one was just to Important)

But this is just my opinion okay! It doesn’t have to be yours as well, you don’t need to change it to yours after reading this! You’re opinion and say on this is important too! Don’t let sone random person on the internet bring you down because of there opinion! if yours is different I’ll respect it because you’re important as well!🥰🩵🫂

#hellsing ultimate #my opinion #alucard #sir integra #walter c dornez #alexander anderson #my opinions on ships #feel free to ignore #feel free to share #you’re opinion #I won’t bite or attack you #I’m here to express #my opinion and feel free #to express yours too #<3

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aldryrththerainbowheart · 1 year

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Hi! I saw your grumpy/sunshine prompt lists, and I was wondering if it’d be okay to request #14 and #19 for D from VHD? You can come up with any scenario you’d like! Though, if you wanted me to offer a prompt, it could be of D watching reader learn how to sharpen and clean her weapons. She could catch that lovely faint smile he tends to have when his walls are down and smile back at him/exclaim her joy at seeing it! His reactions/responses are also up to you! (I love your writing!)

Hello anon, glad to see the first request in my message box. I decided to combine all three of your asks plus my personal plan for a fic.

May I?

D watched your hands sliding over the blade of the sword. Its handle resting in one of your palms while the other ran oil soaked cloth over it. The task performed with almost religious reverence. Your eyes were trained on the blade so you didn’t notice D watching your every move. How you aquired the Blade of Alucard was still a mystery to him. However, he did not asked you how the sword found its way into your hands, neither he told you about its origins. That fact still burned at the pit of his stomach, but he knew he made a good decision at leaving it in your care. After all, you needed a suitable weapon to defend yourself with when traveling with him.

„Zippy? Can you hand met he other rag? The dry one.“ You extened your arm towards him without raising your eyes from the sword.

Ah, the nickname you gave him. He remembers how you decided on it like it was yesterday. You insisted he gave you his real name, thinking it was some sort of nickname. When he told you that’s all he’s ever been called, you frowned and told him one letter is not a name and he should have real one. Shortly after, you came up with the cheeky title Zippy. D wasn’t sure it was even a word. Just another one of your peculiarities. The teasing nickname stuck and now whenever he hears it, he accepts it as his second name.

His name was another thing you’ve claimed as your own. Before he met you, he was just a test subject D, but now he was Zippy. Despite himself, D found a sense of pride in it, no matter how silly the name was. Year ago, he would be annoyed if you’d called him that. Now he felt a strange warmth everytime he heard it. There was no use to fight it. You’ve wormed yourself inside vampire hunter’s heart and there was no coming back, not that D wanted to return to his old, lonely days. Human lifespans are so short, they are like blink of an eye compared ti his. He wants to cherish the time he has with you while he still can. To hear his name spill from your lips again and again.

„D? Don’t be a slacker.“

The hunter’s shoulders jerked. He got so lost in the thoughts of you, his hands remained still in your burlap. With warmth in his cheeks, he pulled the cloth out of the bag and handed it to you. He made sure your fingers brushed, running the pads of his fingers over your palm, much warmer than his. D noticed he’s been doing that often lately. Finding all the smallest ways and excuses to touch you. At first, he tried to justify these action to himself as well.

The space is too small, he can’t help it. He told himself as he pressed closer to you in cleft of a mountain you’ve hidden. You pulse needs to be checked often, you are sick. He told himself as he held your hand while you were sleeping away the illness. He needs to make sure the breastplate fits you perfectly. He told himself as he ran his hands over your arms and sides. So on and so on. And you, sweet and ignorant you, are so assured he could never, ever see you romantically, or anyone for that matter, that you let him do whatever he wished.

His latest temerity resurfaced when training you in swordsmanship. Unbeknownst to you, he showed you all the tricks and stances taught to him by the Great Ancestor himself. You were a quick learner, and D was proud of your progress. As he guided your hands into a proper position, D put his hands over your hips as he told you to go more loose in the knees. Then, he use done of his legs to spread yours more apart. By the time he realized what his was doing, you were already looking at him with bevilderment in your eyes. Ugh. The shame.

„There! All done. What do you think?“ Thankfully, you ripped him from his flustered musings. D lifted his head from behind the dark curtain of his hair and inspected you closely. You were holding the golden sword in front of you with utmost delicacy, the blade glinting in the autumn sun. Each nook and crevice was expertly polished and D nodded with a pleased humm. He would never thought that a playful trickster like you would take your swordfighting lessons and the artillery mainetance this seriously.

„D, you’re smiling.“ He could hear the laughter in your voice. The vampire hunter winced, he haven’t realized that a small smile was forming on his face. D looked away in embarassment. You don’t need to make a deal out o fit.

„Nonsence.“ The more he denied it, the more he felt his mouth twitching.

„You smiled! I saw it, so there’s no denying it.“ You set down the sword and crawl on all four towards him. Meanwhile, D crawling backwards to escape your inquiry. That effort was quickly squished down when his back was met with a stone wall. Before he had a chance to roll sideways, you slid between his knees and brought your wide grin towards his face. Your happiness was contagious, so D gave up on trying to fight it, and closed his eyes whilst letting a small smile form on his lips. Truly, you live to tease him, don’t you.

„Oh, your smile is so beautiful I would love to see it more often.“

When he opened his eyes in suprise, you had this soft, warm look instead of your usual cheek. Your face was so close, you were radiating life and warmth and life like a sun itself. And just like sun, you had the ability to bring him to his knees. The vampire hunters was so lost in the depth of your eyes that he haven’t even noticed one of his hands inching towards your face. You noticed it sooner than him, but were so shocked that you kept still. The moment akin to wild deer making its way towards you. Slowly, D’s knucles slid across your cheek, a whisper of a touch, while he haven’t taken his eyes from yours.

The only movement on your body was the wild beating of your heart, which was thumping so fiercely against your chest you suspected it wants to jump out of your chest and into D’s arms. Painfully slowly you raised your hand and grasped the dhampir’s one still resting on your face, simply clutching his appendages with your smaller ones, keeping your eyes trained on his.

The first one to snap out of this weird transe was D. He jerked his hand away as i fit burned him and stood up.

„Ahem- That’ll be enough training for today. Get some rest, I’ll keep watch.“

Without waiting for your answer, the hunter put the hat on his head and stomped away. All you could do was watch him as millions of thoughts swirled inside your head. Did that really just happen??

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beevean · 5 months

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The funny thing about NFCV is that most of its plotlines are basically worthless and end anticlimactically

Trevor and Sypha are side characters starting with Season 3, though they were also pretty superficial in Season 2 what with how the Dracula fight played out and Trevor only regains importance in the last few episodes in time for the final boss

Alucard in Season 3 does literally nothing and the consequences of his trauma are laughably joked away in Season 4

Hector and Lenore's plot is basically porn with some vague excuse of a plot. It's so superficial that you could literally cut those two from the story and little would really change in the end

Carmilla's plan? Never even set into motion

The lesbian duo? Pretty much background characters

The only character I think who stays relatively consistent in terms of plot relevancy...is Isaac. Go figure.

Basically about 80% of the show feels like filler and padding

I'm sure someone out there is praising everything you said because "muh subversion of expectations" or "they all had wonderful character development!" or "it makes sense that some characters never even met each other, it makes the world feel big!"

You forgot about Dracula. Dude had a thematically cohesive and tragic death, bemoaning his own insanity after he got this close to destroying what was left of his family... and his plotline ends with him and Lisa being revived and happily running off to England. Alucard can go fuck himself I guess.

Hector is a double waste because hey, remember how this dude wanted to turn humans into livestock for vampires, and saw it as mercy? You're not... going to discuss this important piece of characterization? Isn't he going to grow up from this, learn some empathy, the value of human life? Oh, you mean to say that the forced petplay counted as character development? Okay. Oh, he finally learned to be strategic and cunning! He's circumventing his prison to get back at his abusers! To... resurrect his first abuser. A project he gives up after one conversation. And to protect the life of his rapist. And basically opening up the path for the real protagonist, Isaac. Writing.

I don't even think Isaac had this amazing character arc, it was much more rushed than the fans are willing to admit, but his conclusion does feel triumphant. He started out saying "I will die for Dracula", and he finished saying "I want to live". It's basic, and yet it's more than literally everyone else.

... did Sypha even have an arc?

#anti netflixvania

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an-angel-in-the-garden · 2 years

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Ok a bit angsty but how would Alucard react to his partner getting physically or verbally threatened by someone? Maybe the Iscariot kidnaps them or maybe a man threatens to beat them?

The bloodshed that would follow is far more then anyone would want to deal with. TW: Blood, Violence, Metions of torture and Murder

Though he won't say it this is one of his biggest fears the Iscariot is one of his greatest enemies and you his most precious person you can see why he worries

The moment he finds out you've been taken all hell breaks loose nothing will stop him for hunting you down not even an order from Integra

It won't take him long to find you either Hellsing has you tracked and with his and Seras senses put together they won't be able to hide you

No matter what kind of state he finds you in the people how took you end the same dead with nothing left for people to find however it can become worse then just being ripped apart

Should he find you in any state of hurt or pain they suffer a rather slow end likely bleeding out before being torn apart he has Seras help you during this time

The worst thing would be if you were close to death when he finds you now its not just a about repaying them for the harm or fear they cause no nows its about revenge and sending a message

In the end Alucard is still monster a powerful vampire that should never be messed with and hurting or trying to hurt the people dearest to him can only end in pain

Bones broken in every place then ripped apart bit by bit kept alive for as long as possible begging for mercy and he shows none once more Seras is made to take you home and make sure you are safe

After that however Alucard becomes very clinging though he onlys says it when its just the two of you he was terrified the thought of losing you is to much for him

He might want to make you a vampire after this happens if only so he knows you can handle more than a human but it will still be your choice

Kisses, cuddles, dates and being spoiled is your life for the next month he need to be reminded your okay and alive and with him that you still love him even knowing just how dangerous it truly is

This is something that will wear on him for a long time even if you choose to become a vampire it makes him keep his guard up far more then before and anyone who crosses his path will feel all his wrath

I hope this works! I wasn't sure where to take this one but I thought this was interesting since it's not really my style. I tend to write soft things not bloodshed so it was kind of fun to think of what might happen! Thank you for request and reading I will be making an Update post soon so please keep an eye out for that as well ~ Lilly

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alpaca-clouds · 10 months

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My fucked up Belmont family headcanon

Or: Let me talk about medieval religious persecution!

Okay, my exam is done, weekend is near. And a couple of days ago @autumnmobile12 posted about the child skull in the Belmont family hold.

So let me use this chance to talk about my headcanon both about the Belmont family - and the role of dhampirs in the Castlevania anime universe.

Please note, this at times outright contradicts the game canon. But in quite a few ways the series already does that either way, so to quote one Trevor Belmont: "I don't care."

When the trio comes to the Belmont Hold, Alucard expresses his disgust saying it is like a museum to the eradication of his species. And it kinda seems even more than that, given there are also quite a few other skeletons and what not from other monsters littered throughout the hold.

And, well... That is kinda messed up, right?

Now in the games the story somewhat goes "Leon is a knight and friends with Mathias, fiancé gets kidnapped, lays down his title, Mathias turns into Dracula, Leon swears to kill monsters, Belmonts become monster hunters." And while this gives a nice through line tying the family to Dracula... historically speaking it is also kinda boring.

So, I decided to tie the entire story back to something else.

And yes, this is mostly just another excuse for me to talk about history. Sorry about that.

Let's talk about Constantine and the late Roman empire.

If you have read up on your history of Christianity, you might know that first Christians were in fact a persecuted minority, who would in fact often be killed and burned by the Romans. But then in the late Roman period, Emperor Constantine converted to Christianity and suddenly Rome was a Christian empire. Now, there are myths and legends around why he converted. Stuff like him receiving prophetic dreams and what not. But in the end it does not matter. What matters is, that Rome was Christian now and Rome did its damnest to spread Christianity. Moving the capital further East to be closer to the holy land and what not.

Now, with Christianity suddenly being the main religion the tables were turned. And suddenly Rome began to outlaw pegan religion, which included the old Roman religion. You know, the one with Jupiter, Juno, Venus and what not. First it was just small stuff. Like animal sacrifices became outlawed and temples were taxed. But it quickly escalated from there, with temples getting looted and burned. And then, not too many years later, Theodosius I was the new emperor and the violence against the pegans escalated. Temples were burned down and pegans were hunted down, forced to convert or killed.

You might ask now: What does this have to do with the Belmonts?

Well, I will tell you. See, when we look at history, we usually do our damnest to distinguish fact from fiction. But that is usually not history is written down. Especially not religious history. That always comes with a good helping of god-killing.

So, yes. According to myth in fact there were heroes, that came the high medieval period would turn into knights, who went out to kill monsters. And I mean, probably everyone can name at least a handful of dragon slayers at least.

In real history of course we see these myths are embelishments and symbolism. As myths. But... If we look at the Castlevania world, we can obviously see that in this world monsters are real.

Sooooo... My headcanon for the Belmont family is, that they were in fact employed by the Vatican in the early medieval period to hunt down those monsters as the Vatican saw these monsters as an offense against God. That did not only include vampires, but all sort of other creatures that often were linked to old pegan believes of all sorts.

This means that in my headcanon the Belmonts did in fact hunt monsters before Mathias became Dracula. Even more so: Mathias was a monster hunter as well, which was what gave him the knowledge to become what he became in the first place.

In fact the church had them hunt down monsters of all sorts, making monsters all but extinct by the late medieval period. Which is in fact why the church turned on the Belmont family. They had lost their use and at that point the Belmont family were a constant reminder that those monsters at some point had been real.

To put it differently: The Belmonts have actively partaken in the genocide of several - at times intelligent - species. And have done their utmost to also eradicate vampires and their dhampiric offspring.

They didn't do that out of wickedness or anything like that, but out of religious fervor, because they did in fact believe that they were doing the right thing.

The entire Mathias-Leon-Thing mostly just lead to them having it especially out for the vampires.

Funnily enough though, this also meant, that within Europe where all the monster hunters were, the places that became safe for monsters and other supernatural creatures were either those areas ruled by vampires because vampires did not care too much if there was a griffon living up the mountain as long as it did not hunt down the humans. The other safe place? Granadia, aka the place that later on would become Spain. Because it was under majority Muslim rule and while Muslims were rather stern about not practicing sorcery they did not persecute religious minorities and did not have it out for the monsters so much.

See, my issue is that the entire "Belmont good, Belmont hunt monsters" does not really gel with what we see in the series. While in the game canon we see that monsters and vampire are creatures of pure evil, this is not what the show is depicting. Vampires are as much complex persons, as the humans are. And as such they absolutely can decide to be good.

And yes, that very much means that I have Trevor later grapple with the fact that maybe his entire family history is not quite as heroic as he had believed it to be before. And that in fact his family also did not quite know as much about the monsters, as he had believed, given that after he has made friends with vampires he finds out that quite a few things he had believed about vampires are just plain wrong.

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