#Adrian X reader

[amatadomenica]

| No more birthdays ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

| Part 1/2 | Word count: 2.9k

・❥・Synopsis : Alucard met you while he was traveling with Trevor and Sypha. You two had an immediate connection due to the both of you being immortal. The four of you together defeated Dracula; his father. While Trevor and Sypha went off starting their own life, you and Alucard did the same. You two watched from the side as the Belmont family grew. Neither you or Alucard were prepared to watch those you call family die as time went on.

You and Alucard struggle to learn how to move on and cope with your closest friend’s mortality. Now bringing the two of you to France, 1792. The revolution and also one of the last living descendants of the Belmont family.

Contains : Alucard (Castlevania/Nocturne) X Fem!immortal reader, established relationship, angst, comfort, fluff, some romantic moments, Found family, Reader is referred to as an Aunt by the Belmont children, also not specified how/why you are immortal.

・❥・warnings : Grief, death, sorta altered timeline, not truthful to cannon , use of pet names (my love, darling, also calls you Mrs.Tepes.)

1476, Wallachia.

The camp fire flickered loudly and shone even brighter. The dark night in deep contrast to the glowing flames. It was plenty warm enough but the campfire seemingly brought a sense of comfort.

When you’re in deep old forest surrounded by night creatures with nothing but your friends and a tried weapon, a glowing campfire is a nice sign of the night ending. A sliver of relaxation your tired feet were given. Sypha often roasting meat if the lot of you were too far from a village to simply buy food. Trevor, You, Alucard, and Sypha all sat by tonight’s small fire. The quiet surroundings were filled with all of your laughter.

What was an awkward and tense situation had quickly made you all grow close. The impending doom of humanity from the face of Dracula and his army, a speaker leaving her way of life, a less than clean excommunicated man with no family or hopes, and a brooding Dhampir who’s just lost his mother and is losing his father, strangely has connected you all. Making an unheard of relationship yet meaningful one.

Peacefully sitting by the camp fire, You all laugh at Alucards witty joke as Trevor rolls his eyes. Clearly amused but his ego so stubborn he wouldn’t dream of laughing at a joke other than his own. The campfire lighting all of your faces up. Belmont leans closer to Sypha, with a yawn throwing his arm over her shoulder. She didn’t mind until she quickly moved to plug her nose with her hand.

“Belmont! You reek!” She says firmly pushing him away, to his dismay you and Alucard begin to laugh loudly at the display.

“Well we've literally been fighting creatures summoned from hell for the past few days on end what did you expect.” He says with the roll of his eyes. Crossing his arms and hunching over his figure slightly. Sypha takes none of his excuses and ignores his pout quickly turning to you and Alucard. “They don’t stink—“

“Belmont i would tell you bathe but I fear you just have a natural musk to you.” Alucard says with a smile on his face, only looking to Trevor after he’s done playfully insulting him. Sypha and you laugh as Trevor quickly grows annoyed.

The night grew older and you all retired. Sleeping and looking up at the stars, anxious yet terrified for what the future holds. A long road ahead all of you.

It’s was a long and demanding journey. Emotional and changed how you viewed life and yourself, yet the reward was great. Slaying Dracula and saving mankind; for now. After Draculas death, the world seemed more peaceful. Trevor and Sypha went off and started their own life together. While you and Alucard stayed in the castle trying to rebuild what was left of Alucard shattered home.

Alucard was more brooding than his usual self. He loved you more than anything, your presence kept him sane. Yet the grief from losing his mother and father was overwhelming. Then to have his only other two companions leave without him, it hurt him. Despite Alucard wishing them nothing but the best.

You were sure Trevor and Sypha missed you and Alucard. Yet as humans do they moved on quickly. Not that they never visited or thought about you. They just didn’t have the vast amount of time you and Alucard had. Every time you saw them again. A new scar or wrinkle adorned their skin.

A painful reminder of their mortal condition. Then came little Simon Belmont. Which rattled something deep within you and Alucard. White and silver hair sprouting from the Belmonts, with a young boy running at their feet.

The sun was set to set, a clear warming spring day. Summer well on its way. You and Alucard made your way to the Belmont’s place of residence. Alucard holding the reins to the horse as you sat behind him. following the path.

“My Love are you faring well? We are almost there.” He says softly looking over his shoulder back at you for a brief moment. You had been very quiet this evening. Your arms wrapped around him as you rested you head on his back.

“I’m just fine Adrian— I’m tried?” Is what you mumble out, Alucard just lets a soft hum in response.

After a brief pause he speaks again as the horse rounds a Conner of the woodsy path. The horses hooves kicking up dirt on the grassy path. Landing the two of you at the current Belmont home.

“We have arrived.”

You lift your head from his back looking over his broad back and shoulders. You can see clearly in the distance Simon, the young boy seemingly anxiously waiting for your arrival. Sat on a porch step dragging a stick in the mud. Only looking up at the sound of the horses hooves.

A wide smile crossing your face as you see him practically jump up from the steps he sat on.

“Look how he’s grown, Darling.” Alucard’s tone was level but clearly a little shocked. “I know— his hair is so long! And his limbs have evened out.” Unable to stop the happy expression and love that fills your heart. You feel much more awaken than on the ride there. What a blessing it is to grow, and a honor to watch a child grow.

“Aunty Tepes! Aunty Tepes!” Simon yells with excitement from the distance, practically jumping. Alucard ticks his tongue and whispers to you as the horse grows closer. “You were always the favorite hm?” A soft smile across his face.

The horse comes to a stop as the two of you reach the steps. Alucard is quick to dismount and help you down, a gentle hand on your waist. All the while Simon runs up to the two of you. Alucard hitches the horse as Simon grew closer.

“You guys are Finally here!” He practically can’t contain his excitement as he hugs you at the waist. Nuzzling himself closer to you. “You’ve grown young Belmont.” Alucard states looking down as he watches Simon soak up your attention.

“Just in time!” Sypha opens the door, watching the scene before her unfold. The three of your heads snapping towards the sound of Syphas voice. She stood in the doorframe, the light from inside shining from behind her. You and Alucard stopped, it had been some time since you saw them last. But Sypha had aged, not poorly, but certainly aged. Streaks of white and her changed figure were sings of her age.

Alucard and you shot each-other a small look unnoticed by everyone else. Simon grabs your hand, starting to lead you inside. “Sypha thank you for having us over.” You state as you were guided through the door by Simon. “It’s always a pleasure to see you all.” Alucard says as he follows close behind you.

“It’s about time.” You heard Trevor’s voice boom as he turned the Conner into the entrance way of the house. Sypha elbowed him rolling her eyes. “They were right on time.”

You all exchanged smiles and laughs as the night went on. Sitting and enjoying food as the sky got darker outside the windows. It was moments like this that seem to last so long, in the best ways. The alcohol running straight to Trevor as he makes a fool of himself. Dancing and fumbling around like an idiot.

Simon’s giggles as Alucard plays with him, Sypha and you sitting just outside the door and talking. The weather was perfect and the sun was setting. Belly’s full and the sounds of crickets chirps filling the air.

It seemed like you were there all night yet practically with a blink of an eye you were home. You and Alucard walking into the somewhat gloomy castle, the only thing that was remotely homey was each other’s presence. When you and Alucard weren’t together in the castle it felt as if time had stopped. The castle was extravagant yes, but incredibly sad.

“Did you see what I saw.. or rather felt?” Alucard breaks the peaceful silence as the two of you walk to your shared chambers. Both of your footsteps echo in the grand hall, “What Darling? Did I miss something?” You play a little coy fishing for him to acknowledge an emotion you didn’t want to be the first to speak of. A loud feeling inside you told you what he was going to say. Yet you didn’t want to acknowledge it. “The Belmonts—“ You knew, you knew what he was going to say. “They’ve aged, and I know— I know they are of mortal condition. Mortals yes, but this still feels…” he drifts off, his eyes moving to the ceiling. His hand moving gently to the top of your back sliding to the low of it. “Strange?” You look for the word he wanted. “Precisely, but more intense.” Alucard mumbling voice yet clear cut voice echoed in your ear.

The two of you reached the chambers. Alucard is quick to move in-front of you and hold open the door for you. “Adrian, I also felt alarmed by the sight.” You paused stepping into the room. “In a good way! I have no negative feelings towards them. Not in the slightest.” You wanted to be careful with how you said things. It was so difficult to adequately express how you felt.

Adrian followed suit, following you into the room but moving further into your shared chambers.

Gently removing his coat. “Seeing Simon growing so quickly, and then aging. It was strange seeing you in your untouched condition while they, looked so—“ He sighed not wanting to use the word. “old.” Unfortunately you couldn’t help but smile a bit at your dearest husband’s hesitance to use the word ‘old’. You snickered a bit and walked to your dresser. Beginning to gather your things for sleep. Adrian‘s eyes watching as you do so. “Is that Amusing my love?” To which you nodded.

But you understood how he felt. To have immortal conditions is a devastating lifestyle. To which both of you were fairly new to. Both being so young in the retrospect of your promised long life’s of entirety. Now as the first friends you two have made, we’re finally aging. It all suddenly felt all to real.

You sighed, your smile fading away as the more serious emotions filled you. Alucard walked behind you, starting to unlace your clothes for you. He was always to attentive and gentle with you. A small silence filling the room. “Do you think we will keep in touch with Simon as he grows older…?”

You delicately move your hands slipping the sleeves off of your shoulders. Adrian stepping around you and handing you your nightgown.

“If he’s anything like Belmont I think that’s might be wise.”

You nod and weakly smile at his small quip to Trevor. Both of you kept making attempts to lighten the mood but the over whelming weight of time was unbearable. “My dear husband, In seriousness, my question?”

Adrian tilted his head downward, beginning to prepare himself for bed as well. You picked up your dress which was pooled on the ground. “I think—“ he paused for a moment. “I think I’d like that.”

“As well as I, Simon has become dear to me.”

He hummed in agreement.

Now since then, much time had passed. Simon now a grown man. It was winter and the snow had yet to lay thick on the ground. Only a frost covering the cold outdoors.

You, Adrian, and Simon all stood in solidarity. Glancing down at two graves. Resting peacefully next to each-other. Simon despite his grown age leaned slightly against you. Your hand rubbing his back gently, through soft tears your eyes read the names etched into the two stones.

‘Trevor’ and ‘Sypha’.

It was strange, your two closest friends, and the parents of a child who you practically considered your own have aged and passed. Creating and leaving a hole so deep it felt never ending. A friendship that lasted a lifetime, their lifetime at least.

It would only be a matter of time before young Simon would also lie peacefully in death, with his children in your arms. The cycle of which would drive you and Adrian in a state of stillness overflowing with grief.

Adrian often cried, he cried frequently in the privacy of your shared chambers. It was not long after Simon’s funeral did you find Adrian crying. His long hair draped over his shoulders and back. He sat on the edge of the bed, hunched over with his elbows placed on his knees. His nails digging into his flawless skin. The pain of loss was too much. You heard his sobs as you opened the grand doors. He choked a bit on his cries as he turned to look at you,

you couldn’t help but feel the same way. Your eyebrows knitted together and without another word moved to your Husband.

His golden eyes —so red and tear filled— it was such a mournful sight to see your beautiful husband’s face in such a stale state. You knew why he was crying and couldn’t help but feel a quake in your body aswell. The tears and the dizziness coming to you.

You move too sit next to him on the bed, the duvet sinking under your weight. While Adrian instinctively moved closer to you. Not a word exchanged for a long moment of time. Your fingers interlocked with eachother.

Quickly he pulled you closer to him. Placing you onto his lap so he could hold you close with his arms fully engulfing you. Placing his nose in the crook of your neck. Closing his sunken eyes, enjoying his only form of clarity and stability; you.

“Wife, you are to never leave me.” He says with a strong mumble. “I have no intention too.” You stroke his hair, hopping to bring comfort to him. He reacts to the gentle massaging of his head by, moving his hands along your back. Knowing each sore spot, his slender fingers skillfully glide along your back.

Sobs continuously flow from him as you also feel tears are on the brink of overflowing your eyes. Then he spoke again with a little more clarity,

“Why?” He paused “I… Darling I know why. I simply can’t bring myself to bare anymore sadness.”

You nodded and weakly hummed in understanding, “And seemingly you’ve been the only thing that has made this insufferable loneliness bearable. Yet despite how strong my love for you is, I miss Sypha and Trevor to no end.” To that you choked on your own breath. One hand remained gently entangled in his light blond hair. While your other hand move to rest over your eyes. A churn in your stomach at his words. Oh how they hurt. Picking and at open wound never giving the skin a chance to heal.

Your voice cracks, “Me too.” It was all you could possibly choke out in that moment. Adrain and you cry in each others comfort. Grieving simultaneously, even if it was a deep and gut twisted grief you had each-other. Adrian could hear your heartbeat from how he held you. Only sound of peace he’s truly ever heard,

“My heart, I’ve had enough of death.” He mumbled, only silent tears roll down his face now. His wailing had ceased the moment he had you in his pale arms.

“What are we to do with such a thing we aren’t even granted? It is out of our reach.” You pulled back slightly so you could gaze into his eyes. Both of your eyes glossed over from fresh tears.

He looks deeply into your eyes, moving his hands from your back to cup your face, the cold feeling of his wedding band against your tear soaked skin. Your hands moving to rest on his forearms, gently gripping them. Yet you lean into his touch and his heart simply lightens from the sight.

Now with a newfound passion he speaks, “I wish us to focus on what we have control of— our lives. You are the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. I do not want to watch you sit in this castle and share my grief every waking moment. We should leave, travel and further our knowledge of the world. Not revel in this uncompromising sadness. I know you are so much more, and if I have you by my side we could truly do anything we wish— But please do not continue to do nothing when I know you are so much more.”

You nod in silence, truly contemplating his words. It seemed uncertain and rushed almost. You gazed at him tenderly before speaking,“What of the belmonts?”

He lets out a small ‘tsk’ at your words, “We cannot spend the rest of our existence chasing their lineage across the corners of the Earth. Please darling. My wife you are far too caring.” He releases his soft grip on your face and moves one hand slowly to your waist while the other moves gracefully taking hold of your hand. To which you happily return his sweet gesture. your other hand moving to rest on his shoulder. Your fingers ever so slightly playing with the fabric of his shirt.

“What of Juste and Selena…?” You mutter slowly, unwilling to fully part with them. At least not without more reassurance from Adrian.

“We—“ he pause and clicks his tongue “we will write them and visit him between our destinations? Hm? What of that? Anything to keep a smile on my dear wife’s face.”

So it was settled you and Adrian will travel the worlds and live out your immortality to your fullest potential.

Part 2!!! (Coming soon! I apologize but there will be a bit of a delay! Got unexpectedly busy and picked up more shifts 😿)

A/n : yay! First fic on tumblr! But yall know the “rest In peace blank you would’ve loved blank.” I want to say rest in peace Alucard you would’ve loved getting and iced latte and going to antique stores. But it’s cannon he lives till at least 2035… so he definitely has.🌚

[m00nchildthings]

ALUCARD X PREGNANT!READER

This story was based off of this one right here: https://www.tumblr.com/m00nchildthings/703854020457021440/mating-press-and-breeding-kink-with-alucard

if anything this can be read as a sequel where he managed to get you knocked up cw for pregnant reader, oral sex one sparing use of the reader being called mama, and alucard being a hovering creep towards you for carrying his child also slight pregnancy kink if you squint not even read over once bone apple teeth🧑‍🍳😙🤌

p.s. @yazzzmints @ch3rryistheg you asked and i delivered

“You’re hovering Adrian”.

“I do not hover,”

You sighed, closing the large ornate tome you had been reading and setting it on the small wooden table beside your chair. He was hovering and whether he was oblivious to it or simply choosing to be obtuse, he was doing it a hell of a lot more recently. You knew why though, you thought as you brought your hand over your swollen stomach. Seven months into your pregnancy and through every step Alucard had treated you and your unborn child like fine china perpetually teetering over a precocious edge.

“You are aware we won’t turn to ash the moment we leave your vision,” you said cheekily staring up at your dhampir lover. His eyes narrowed before he swept past you, moving to sit in the armchair beside your own. He sat there, for a moment beautiful like marble with his eyes closed, before turning to face you.

“I am very well aware of that,” he said, placing his chin in his hand as he peered at you. You hummed, turning away from him, instead choosing to focus on the crackling fireplace in front of you, pretending the warm embers floating around the wood were far more interesting than the golden haired man sitting next to you.

“Then I hope that you are also aware,” you began pausing to take a sip of the tea still hot on your side table “that fathers who hover around the pregnant wives are bound to produce children that do not enjoy their company,”

“That isn’t true,” you could see his brows furrow from your peripheral view, hiding your chuckle behind another sip of tea, you continued.

“It very well might be an old wives tale, but I have heard of children coming out fussy towards their fathers fresh out of the womb-,” you were cut off with a loud swoosh as Alucard gracefully stepped towards you settling down at his knees, hands placed on your stomach.

“You won’t dislike me right?” he directed at your stomach, brow even more wrinkled with worry “Surely they understand I am just so, eager, to meet them right darling?,”

He stared up at you now, golden eyes tense with worry, your lip wobbled as you held back your smile. Here before you on his knees was Alucard Tepes; one of the slayers of Dracula, the feared prince of the night that cut down his enemies like knives through butter- reduced to a simpering thing at the fear your child might come straight from you hating him. You relented not having the heart to tease him any longer you cradled his jaw in your hand.

“I was just teasing my love, surely our child will love you just as much as I,” immediately he relaxed, melting into the palm of your hand. His golden eyes cut up at you a small smirk tugging on his lips.

“You are cruel to do such a thing to your doting lover,” his alabaster hand gripped your wrist as he turned to lay a kiss in the fleshy part of your palm. “I treat you so sweetly and you insist on giving me heart palpitations.

“Consider it payback for what your hellspawn is doing to my body, I can barely make it from here to the door without my swollen ankles and aching spine objecting,” you said, bringing your hand away from him to stretch the intense cracking of your back emphasizing your point.

Alucard stood, staring down at you, he adored your changing body evidence of the growth of his child in you. You’d always been beautiful in his eyes, but something about knowing the swell of your stomach was from your baby growing inside of you, surely you were a goddess gifting him with the gifts of gifts. Bending down he looped his arms around your waist ignoring your grumbles of objection when he picked you up hoisting you into his arms until your knees hung over his elbows.

“Then allow me to be your legs,” you huffed rolling your eyes as Alucard toted you out of your rather comfortable reading room, you knew where he was taking you of course. The looming large ornate doors of your bedroom came into view as Alucard steadily carried you to them.

“Our bedroom,” you said flatly “I wonder what reason you could have for bringing me here Adrian,”

“I have no idea what you are implying deer,” he said, turning to press his back to the door, opening it with your combined weights. Barely holding back his impish grin (a look a great number of others refused to believe existed when you said he did so on the regular) he rushed you to your bed gently placing you on the downy mattress.

“Your feet must be killing you,” he said, gracefully moving to sit beside you and patting his lap. Begrudgingly you laid back against the comforter swinging your aching feet to his lap. He gently massaged your foot pressing his fingers into the soles of your feet soothing the pain that afflicted you. His talented hands seemed to pull all the aches from them knowing how to just work your body from months of repeated practice. A particularly forceful push into your left heel and you couldn’t hold back the moan that bubbled from your throat. Alucard smiled at you gently placing your feet on the bed beside him.

“See? So sweetly,” he said, placing his now free hand on your stomach.

“My body still aches,” you grumbled, still feeling the tension in your back

“I can help with that,”

“Your version of help is what got me into this predicament,” chuckling Alucard slowly spread your legs apart hiking your dress to just under your belly. There laid out before him nestled in a thatch of curls your cunt shined for him, already glistening with arousal. His slender fingers traced up the warm slit of your puffy lips noticing the audible hitch in your breaths

“If you don’t like my version of help then where are your undergarments,” he questioned, knuckles grazing up and down your quivering pussy

“They no longer -mmph- fit,” you moa, turning around to bury your head into the pillow.

“How lucky for me,” he murmured, just barely above a whisper as he sank down till his face was level with your heat “that my favorite snack is but a silk slip away from tongue,”

With one scathing breath his mouth was on you, pink lips pressing toward your own. His tongue wickedly lapped at you running wet circles around your throbbing clit before slipping its way into your clenching cunt. He couldn’t help the vibrating moans, near purrs that reverberated into you, as your juices flooded his taste buds. He couldn't help the way he ate at you ravaging your quim with every fiery stroke through your quivering lips. Your hands tugged at his golden locks pulling him closer and closer to your weeping cunt. How foolish, he thought as he drank up all you had to offer, why pull him close when you both know the last thought on his mind was pulling away?

Your orgasm crested, creeping up on you with each lascivious lick that toyed with your throbbing clit. It was with one particularly harsh suck that had you falling apart, melting apart like butter on warm toast your cunt creamed over your lover's tongue. Undeterred Alucard continued to viciously feast on your juices, moaning as they glossed his face. Clawed hands though gentle, held your hips in place as they began to buck so he could wrap his lips around your clit sucking on the shiny pearl undisturbed.

“A-Adrian please, s’too much I need-,” interrupting you Alucard sighed loudly, releasing your clit with an audible pop.

“You never let me have my fill,” he complained peering up at you over your swollen belly “but I know what you need,”

Rising Alucard reached for his trousers tugging the strings till his cock, heavy with a bead of precum pooling at the tip, fell free. Smiling and flashing those fangs of his wide he pulled your legs to wrap around his waist. Grabbing at his cock he lined the drooling pink head with your equally wet cunt, rubbing it between your lips and nudging at your clit. Gently he pushed inside of you, hissing as your heat slowly enveloped him till the hilt. The two of you rested there for a moment panting as your limbs tangled about each other. You whined under him, arms reaching towards him, hands making grabby motions for him. Alucard reached underneath you pulling you towards him. You both sat there, connected at your most intimate of places, your sweaty forehead resting on his cool one.

“Adrian,”

“Yes my love?”

“Fuck me.”

“Yes my love”

With a low chuffing noise, Alucard thrust up into you once, twice, three times, every one seeming to be deeper than the last. Your mouth hung agape as your lover continuously fucked up into you carving the shape of him deep into your cunt. Moans barely escaped you as every thrust seemed to steal your breath, your eyes stared into the golden ones of your lover unable to look away. Before you could process Alucard's hand gripped your ass holding you towards him as he stood on the bed, steadying his feet in the cushion and using his grip to lift you fast up and down his cock.

“Do you feel me sweet, deep, in here,” he rasped as he bounced you on his cock balls slapping on your ass. His hot breath fanned your face as he used your own weight to fuck you, one particular hard thrust had your eyes rolling back into your skull, and with a rush words escaped you.

“Fuck Adein yes! Fuck me please, I- oh god don’t stop!” you screamed nails clawing into the rolling muscles of his back.

“That’s it mama,” he hissed somehow managing to grip you closer, shifting to the balls of his feet he began to roll his hips up into you to match every bounce of your ass against his thighs “Take it, cum for me, let me feel your silk grip me,”

You don’t know whether it was his words that got you there so quickly or the orgasm he gave you prior, but with a barely audible cry you came walls gripping him tightly as you gushed around him. Alucard grit his teeth at the grip your cunt had him in, thrusting a few times before spilling inside you with a strangled cry. Alucard fell to his knees holding you close as you both bounced on the mattress. He pulled you off him holding back chuckles when you grumbled from the over sensitivity. Gently he laid you down before getting off the bed and leaving towards your bedroom bath chamber. He returned with a warm bowl of water and two warm cotton cloths.

Sitting beside you Alucard dipped the washcloth into the water wringing it before bringing it to your heaving body. Carefully he cleaned you off, wiping the spunk he left at your center. You groaned, pushing at his hands, still feeling far too sensitive. With a chuckle he dropped the now sullied rag once you were clean of him, reaching to prepare the second one he had brought and pressed the soothing cotton to your sweaty brow. Your eyes closed as you let your dhampir lover continue with his aftercare.

“Am I forgiven yet, for breeding you with my -what did you call our child- hellspawn?” he asked golden eyes trained onto your face. With a sigh you looked up at him already having forgotten the remark you had made earlier. A sly smirk tugged at your tired face.

“For the time being leonito,”

[yhwhsdaughter]

Alucard Alphabet

Affection ༄

He is quite affectionate. Alucard’s heart softens at the mere sight of you, so it’s difficult to be anything but loving. He unconsciously lowers his voice when speaking to you so it comes out like a sweet murmur. He has this need to touch you, whether it be a protective hand on your shoulder or a sultry kiss.

Best friend ༄

The two of you would be inseparable. Alucard might seem uptight at times, but he’s always putting your best interests at heart. His help is available to you, always. He won’t hesitate to intervene in your stead should problems arise. Loves to listen as you tell him your worries and thoughts. Alucard stares so intensely into your soul as he does this, which is endearing but also a bit concerning.

Cuddles ༄

In your arms he wishes to stay for the rest of his days. Alucard wouldn’t bring up the desire to cuddle so you’d have to be the one to propose. He won’t admit to liking it, but it’s quite obvious and he won’t fight you on it. Alucard loves to embrace you when cuddling, preferably facing each other. Kisses your forehead often when cuddling. He also inhales your scent because it brings him peace.

Domestic ༄

Alucard absolutely yearns for normalcy. He wants the two of you to have a mundane life, full of domestic intimacy so bad. Alucard wishes for a time where you can be together, without having to worry about fighting the undead or risk losing you in the process. That said, he is perfect around the house; he cooks, cleans, and offers protection. Your cup will never be empty with him.

Ending ༄

He would try to keep things as civil as possible. Alucard wants an amicable separation—mostly to spare your feelings. He’s definitely hesitant about breaking up the memories you have constructed. There’s a bit of awkwardness in the process, for he’s not the most experienced with amorous relationships.

Fiance ༄

Alucard is so happy to be with you, so he’ll have no issue committing his every breath for your happiness. Having a life partner is honestly all he could’ve wished for. He will be a devoted and loving husband. Alucard would craft the most beautiful rings you’d ever seen. On the inside would be an inscription of his feelings for you, engraved in both your minds and hearts.

Gentle ༄

Would rather die a thousands deaths than ever hurt you. Alucard is a gentleman; he’ll tend to your needs, all of them, sometimes placing them above his. Because of his enhanced strength, Alucard will handle you carefully, almost like you’re made of glass. His touch is that of a feather, his voice like a ghostly whisper. Remind Alucard that even if he were to shatter you with his long sword and fangs, you would die a most pleasant death.

Hugs ༄

Will not ask for them explicitly, but he loves embracing you and being embraced. If he’s feeling particularly needy, Alucard will simply trudge towards you and do it. Now, his hugs are incredibly comforting, though they tend to be a bit heavy since he leans on you, his form draping over yours. He doesn’t want you to disappear, even for a moment.

I love you ༄

Alucard will say this spontaneously. It could be at a time where he’s feeling desperate or peaceful. Either way, the words will slip from his lips. This confession won’t be revealed till he’s sure you’re the one—meaning you’ll have to be patient because Alucard is showing opening his vulnerable heart to potential hurt.

Jealousy ༄

Oh, he gets jealous. I think it brings feelings of insecurity. Alucard might try to be subtle about it, he may even act suave about the whole ordeal, plastering a cocky expression over his statuesque-like face. Immediately, he will bury his face on the crook of your neck, fangs grazing your carotid gently.

Kisses ༄

Soft, desperate and forceful. Not in a bad way though, Alucard just needs to feel you… firmly. He gets carried away in your touch and embrace. It’s so addicting that if he were to miss your kisses for a day, he’ll go into a withdrawal. The most common places where Alucard will plant kisses is your lips, temple, neck, and the back of your hand. In return, he’ll want to be kissed on the jaw, the corner of his mouth, and the crook of his neck.

Little ones ༄

He likes to humor them. Alucard is surprisingly patient with children. He would be a great father; has a desire to form a family, whether it be biologically or adopted. He just wants to share that love and be loved.

Morning ༄

Quite peaceful. He would prepare breakfast so when you wake, a meal is already waiting. Alucard also likes to start the mornings by giving you small kisses, a reminder of his love and proof that you’re real, not a mirage or figment of his imagination. Evidence that you’re with him and he’s not lost himself. He likes to start the day slowly, not eager to do much without you.

Night ༄

He’s a creature of the night, somewhat. So if there’s a time where you can’t wander into the land of dreams, Alucard will keep you company. He’ll hold you in his arms and carry you to the top of Castle Dracula to admire the stars till he feels the weight of your head on his shoulder. Afterwards, Alucard will share your bed.

Open ༄

Um. He’s a bit closed off to be honest. Alucard’s story is complex, one that he doesn’t feel like repeating aloud. He loves to learn about you though—taking notes of all your favorites, dreams, as well as the things you hate. However, when you mention how it can be a bit unbalanced, Alucard will then sit you down and reveal his troubles. It’ll take time for him to tell you everything, but that’s fine because you’re not planning to go anywhere.

Patience ༄

Unlike with others Trevor, Alucard extends you his infinite patience. He might get exasperated but never angry. If we’re being quite honest, everything you do is adorable to him. You could be massacring a vampire and Alucard will have heart eyes, smiling proudly. Blame the beating organ inside his chest that threatens to jump out whenever he lays eyes on you.

Q ༄ Quizzes

You are always on his mind. Alucard reserves his best thoughts towards you, so he’ll remember everything. It’s unnerving, in a good way, how Alucard knows you so intimately.

R ༄ Remember

There’s so many precious memories that are stored in the vault that is his heart and mind; so if you were to ask him specifically what’d be his favorite moment in your relationship, he would probably answer with, “When I lay eyes on you.” So, all the time.

S ༄ Security | How protective is he? How would he protect you?

There’s no safer place than by his side, and in his arms, his embrace. Alucard would go to the ends of the earth for you. Your security, your safety, your well-being— it is all above everything. Albeit he fought against his father for trying to exterminate the world for his mother, Alucard would do the same for you.

T ༄ Try

No one like him would put this much effort into a relationship. He would get and arrange things to your liking but not so much that it would overwhelm you. It’s a bit endearing when he’s a bit awkward about certain aspects of being with you.

U ༄ Ugly

His lack of trust can be a bad habit of his. It’s not like he doesn’t trust you specifically, it’s just… well, in his defense, life hasn’t been kind to him. Because of this he might seem cold or detached, and quite depressive at times. Alucard, prior to you, tended to go off the deep end with ease, almost getting consumed by his thoughts.

V ༄ Vanity

For him its all about the heart, though it doesn’t hurt if you’re a beauteous woman. That said, Alucard finds you extremely captivating in every aspect. There was a time where he would constantly stare at your hands and face whenever you’d cook. He would get so entranced by your movements and expressions.

W ༄ Whole

You’ve attached yourself to his heart and soul. You’re ingrained in his being that any attempt at separation is painful. So, Alucard would very much feel incomplete without you in his life.

X ༄ X-ray

There’s no one that knows you more than him. He knows you like the back of his hand. He could sketch every piece of your face, down to the last hair, from memory alone.

Y ༄ Yuck

Don’t tie him up. Seriously. He loves you to no end and wouldn’t harm a hair on your pretty little self, but the idea of being tied would make him anxious, recalling bad memories. He’s entirely averse to causing you pain. He can’t bear to mark you purposefully—maybe only bites but that’s with explicit consent and once in a blue moon.

Z ༄ Zzz

He likes to sleep holding your hand, always facing you, never away. He’ll sleep on his back or facing you—Alucard doesn’t like to give you his back, wanting to fall asleep staring at you. For if he were to die before he wakes, he would want you to be the last thing he sees.

[lavandulawrites]

Yandere!Loser (Adrian) is so fucking pathetic that he bricks up instantly should you say something even remotely suggestive. If you say something bold, he will run off to the bathroom faster than lightning and rub one out.

“You look pretty today” Ugh take him already. “Wanna have sex?” Immediately hard as fuck. “I’m not wearing any underwear” He is already cumming.

He will awkwardly try to hide his hard-on, but he often remains unsuccessful. Sometimes you wonder if he is staying to show off. He is rather big after all.

[catboymoonknight]

Children

Alucard Tepes x Reader

No Y/N used

Gender not specified

Words: 800+

Requests are Open!

Notes: Just finished both Castlevania shows and I'm so sad. I need more. Its also my birthday today (Oct 7) but I figured I should post this anyway since its finished <3

"Don't think I haven't heard the orphan children call you father," Greta says as she sits on the log with Alucard. His face flushes as he hears her words, turning away from her.

"Some of them even refer to you and your partner as their parents."

Alucard flushes deeper, leaning forward to rest his face in his hands. "I have no idea what you could possibly be talking about." He says, keeping his normal tone in hopes of not seeming flustered.

Greta chuckles softly, patting his shoulder before standing up to help around the new village. He watches her walk away, sitting back up the further she gets. He sits up straighter as he hears a familiar set of footsteps walking towards him.

"I didn't know the orphan children called us their parents." He says softly, turning to look at you as you stand at his side.

"Mm..." You hum softly, resting a hand on Alucard's shoulders. "I've heard it from one or two children." You say softly, crouching down by him.

He chuckles softly, leaning into your touch. "Its cute, no?"

"I think the children in general are cute, Alucard." You laugh softly, pressing your forehead against his.

He brings his hands up to your face, cupping your cheeks. He rubs your cheekbones with his thumbs. Leaning down, he presses a kiss to your nose before leaning back and standing up. "Walk with me, darling?" He asks, holding his hand out to you.

"I would be happy to walk with you." You say with a bright smile, taking his hand.

He smiles back, helping you to your feet. He brings your hand up to his face, gently pressing your knuckles to his cheek. He lets out a content sigh, enjoying the warmth you provide him. You gently pull your hand from his grasp, pressing the palm of your hand to his cheek.

"You know... If I knew any better I would say you would die without my touch." You tease him softly.

He grins, his fangs peeking out from behind his lips. "Mmm.. Maybe I would, but I'd rather not find out, darling."

You laugh, leaning up to nuzzle your nose against his. Taking his hand, you slowly begin walking around the village, Alucard following closely behind you.

He looks over at you, eyes filled to the brim with love, a small content smile on his face. For the first time in weeks, months, he feels relaxed. He feels content. Many of the villagers say hello as the two of you pass by. Some of them notice the way Alucard looks at you, a smile on their face as they realize how smitten he is with you.

Many of the children run by, a small little girl running up to you. You crouch down to her height, recognizing her as one of the orphan children who refer to you and Alucard as their parents.

"What do you need, my little love?" You say to her, rubbing some dirt from her cheek.

"This is for you." She says excitedly, holding out a small flower she picked from the ground.

You smile brightly at her, taking the flower from her tiny hand. "I'll keep it forever," You say ruffling her hair softly.

She beams up at you, wrapping her tiny arms around your neck in a quick hug before she runs off once again to go play with the other children.

You stand straight again as you watch her run off, before turning to Alucard. He has a smile on his face, an expression filled with nothing but love.

You blush softly, giggling. He snaps out of his daze, blushing as he realizes you caught him gazing at you.

"You're so cute, my love." You say, tucking the flower behind his ear.

"I think you're mistaken. You tend to be the cute one between the two of us." He says, leaning in to press a kiss against your lips.

You rest against his chest, pulling away from the kiss after a few seconds. "I love you, Alucard."

His knuckles brush your cheek, his eyes meeting yours as he looks at you. "I love you too, darling. I will always love you. During this lifetime and through many more." He whispers against your lips, his breath gently brushing your skin.

A deep blush spread across your face. You look away from him, burying your head in his shoulder. He chuckles softly, the vibrations from his chest providing a sense of comfort, a sense of home.

He wraps his arms around you, holding you tightly against him. Your bodies fit together perfectly, like two puzzle pieces. Neither of you speaks, enjoying the silence between the two of you while listening to the ambiance sounds from around.

The silence is broken by dozens of little feet running over to you. You quickly turn in that direction, a group of children running around the two of you with happy expressions. You look up at your lover, a content smile on your face.

"Looks like our children need us." You say,

He chuckles again, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Looks like it, darling."

He leans down, picking up one of the younger children, holding them on his hip. The two of you contiue walking around the growing village, the children happily walking and running beside the two of you.

[omenics]

Hello! I think your Carmilla writing was really nice and was wondering if you could do a request for Alucard, where the reader was also there to help beat his father but stayed behind with him for support etc., a soft romantic relationship would be lovely.

Thank you and don't feel pressured to write this.

𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄.

› ..tender moments with your beloved. — sorry this took so long! but here it is. written with fem reader in mind, but written as gn. lmk if i missed anything/used gendered terms for reader!

“It’s late.”

“Vampires don’t need to sleep.” His voice was quiet. Soft. The fire roared beside him, but your night clothes were thin, and even with the flames you shivered.

“You are not a full vampire,” you stated. “You can enjoy the simple luxuries that sleep offers. Come to bed.”

Your final words came close to a plea, a beg, to which he sighed at. He could not refuse such a simple offer, especially not from you as you stood in the doorway, arms crossed as you watched him carefully. He would not hurt you, you knew this, but you watched him. You watched his slight movements and twitches, watched his chest rise and fall with shallow breaths. God, he was perfect. Even in the tranquil time of twelve o’clock with dishevelled hair and tired eyes, he was perfect.

He was silent for a while, wood crackling to fill the void.

“Okay,” he said, and he stood. The book in his pale hands shut, and his gaze lingered on the fireplace before he turned to you. His frame was illuminated in an orange light, twinkled with gold that pronounced his blond hair, and his features.

A smile played at your lips, corners twitching up as you moved towards him, taking his pale hands in yours. They were cold, or colder than most. But they were still steady, and you held them with a familiar touch. Your thumbs swiped across the back of his hands, caressing the pale skin as your eyes darted up to his. “Good.” You said, smiling. “Come, the bed had gotten cold. I will need someone to warm me,” you joked, and he let out a breath. A soft smile, different to your coy grin made its way to his face before he shook his head at you.

“Ah, I see.” Adrian mused. “You only wish for me to be a bedwarmer. How hurt am I.” You chuckled at his words, laugh quiet. Your shoulders shook slightly, and your grin grew.

“Precisely. Now come, my love. Join me.” And he did, leaving the hearth of the fire and into a cold, cold bed waiting minute by minute to be warmed by two lovesick idiots.

[l-starlight-l]

Suggestions please!!!

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Hi!! I’ve been in a bit of a writers block and I’m not sure what or who to write about lately. I would love if you would leave suggestions or ideas for me and I’ll do my best to fulfill them!! I’ve opened my requests if you’d like to submit them anonymously or so I can reply to them. I would absolutely love some wlw stuff and fem x anyone but I will also try mlm but I have absolutely no experience with it! I don’t right for any OCs but I can do x reader or any x character stuff.

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Ideas (both fluff and smutt)

(you can suggest outside of these options)

Creature commandos

My hero academia

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Demon slayer

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[kpopgirlbtssvt]

Y’allllll I’m so hyperfixating on Adrian Chase/Vigilante again!!! Does anyone know of any blogs that are still actively writing for him/taking requests for him?🤧🤧🤧

[vigilantebarbie]

i keep my jealousy close chapter three: i had to stop myself

chapter two

chapter four

Infatuation with a hint of obsession? Adrian knows all about that

"Dude shut the fuck up about this girl! You met her, what, one time? Put that shit in your spank bank so we don't have to hear about it." Chris almost yelled, interrupting Adrian mid-sentence. Adrian hadn't stopped talking about you since that night outside Fennel Fields, driving everyone around him off the wall. It had been tolerable at first, meaning the first hour. It had been two weeks since that day and he would always find a way to bring you into the conversation, based solely on your text conversations. He'd been bummed that you hadn't been able to hang out since that night but your schedules conflicted so much that neither of you had the time. Not that it stopped him from doing patrol in your neighborhood immediately after he got off work. If you didn't have such an early work schedule, you might have noticed the masked weirdo in a kevlar suit lurking around your complex and occasionally, climbing a tree to see into your apartment window. To make sure you were safe, of course. He'd noticed your cat, and your cat had definitely noticed him sitting in that tree.

"Bold of you to assume I haven't already done that," Adrian replied, grinning when everyone voiced their disgust at the thought. "Besides, we're supposed to hang out tonight since I told Sylvia that I'd report her for coming to work high if she didn't switch shifts with me tonight." Weed wasn't illegal anymore so Vigilante couldn't do anything about Sylvia, but not coming to work high had to be some sort of corporate rule. Ignoring Chris' vocal disdain for hearing about you, Adrian went right back to texting you while on his way out for the day.

I just have to go home and shower, workout was really intense today. I'll see you there!

Replying to his text with a soft smile, you went back to focusing on your hair. You'd slept with braids in your damp hair after you showered last night and now your long hair had a controllable wave to it but you didn't want to leave it hanging around your face. Another half-updo would have to do. You were only supposed to be going to the arcade, there was no need to be dressed up. But here you were in a cute little dress, sweater, and your cutest shoes. Your phone screen lit up again, unfortunately, a text from the very same person who had caused you to move to Evergreen. Once again, asking you if you could talk. Normally, you'd have blocked him since you weren't answering. But the desperation was kind of hilarious in the most pathetic way. Swinging your bag over your shoulder on your way out, making sure your keys were in hand before locking your apartment door and heading out to the arcade.

Adrian had beat you to the arcade even with his shower and almost tripped over his own feet when he went to greet you. You were even prettier than he remembered you being and you’d definitely sent a selfie or two during the last two weeks. “Are you ready to get your ass kicked by the arcade master? I sure hope you prepared cuz I’m really good at like, all the games,” He started to ramble again but you didn’t mind it. You didn’t really talk a lot anyway. “I’ve beaten all the claw machines. Those are totes rigged but you gotta know how they’re rigged so you can beat the system.”

You nodded. That made sense, in a way. “But how are you at Dance Dance Revolution? Because I’m actually the queen of that game.” now you were lying. You hadn’t played that game since sixth grade at a birthday party. That was like saying you were good at mini golf, a total lie. “How about whoever has the least amount of tickets at the end of the night has to use them to buy the other person whatever they want with their measly tickets? Like an eraser or one of those dorky little alien things you put on your fingers?” You noticed how he tensed up at the brief mention of aliens, shaking it off like it was just an aversion to them. After all, you were still creeped out by the ones from X-Files.

“Deal, I can’t wait to see what kind of fucking lame eraser you pick out.” He laughed, leading the way to the token machine so you two could play games to your heart's content, all the while hoping you weren’t as good at Dance Dance Revolution as you claimed to be.

The pair of you had been playing for hours, not even close to bored when your phone rang. “Sorry, I thought I turned my do not disturb on when I got here…fucking fuck…I gotta take this.” you were pissed. Your ex had decided to call you and since everyone could hear your loud ass ringtone, you couldn’t ignore it. “I’ll be right back” Rushing outside to talk so you didn’t disturb anyone any further than you had.

Adrian followed, frowning deeply at the way you seemed so distressed by this phone call. “I told you, leave me alone. I don’t want anything from you. Ever again…yes I’m serious!!!! I left for a reason??? You were a dick to me, why would I stay??? Go to hell.” You snapped into the phone before hanging up, shocked to see Adrian standing in front of you looking concerned.

“Everything okay? Don’t lie.” He seemed like he cared. So you told him everything, everything about the shitty relationship you’d left behind you and hoped would have stayed behind when you moved here. About how your ex was bothering you for the last month about getting back together and begging you to come back home. How you’d ignored him until he got pissed off and called. Adrian nodded along while he listened to you vent, calculating a plan in his head to make this guy pay for this. “But don’t worry about him, he doesn’t know where I live now and I’m changing my number soon.”

Biting his tongue to stop himself from saying that he’d kill anyone who ever made you this distressed again, he nodded once more “Cool beans, let’s go back and play some games cuz I’m kicking your ass.” He put his hands on your shoulders, turning you and directing you back inside. Not before noticing your ex’s name on your phone and giving himself a mental reminder to look the guy up. A visit from Vigilante might make him leave you alone. It wasn't like he didn't have a perfectly good reason.

That fucker would pay for making you upset

[nobitchs-world]

When y/n gets too annoying to the point you want to stop reading

[lavandulawrites]

Hahha😭 I think for some reason he would enjoy it😭

READER: Do it

YANDERE: Do what?

READER: Say the line. Say it.

YANDERE: . . .

READER: Please it’d be so funny.

YANDERE: . . . *in the most awkward/stiff way* You belong to me, you’re mine.

READER: Pffft

YANDERE: *cries and hides themself in a corner*

[lavandulawrites]

Nirvana

Yandere!Loser x reader

Minors And Ageless Blogs Do Not Interact

Repost

I finally got around and wrote something for my favourite loser, it has been a long time since last time. I hope you like this pathetic Nirvana-loving man as much as I do<3

Masterlist Original Characters Masterlist

Adrian’s (Yandere Loser) Character Profile

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, original character, public masturabation, obsession, implied stalking, lovesick behaviour, delusional behaviour

Word count: 960

His black jacket was zipped up all the way as a way to keep the biting cold winter air out. His wired air-buds were playing Smells Like Teen Spirit. His pale hands were shoved inside his pocket were his left hand toyed with the receipt he had found at your desk. His late night activity (he had jacked off outside of your apartment complex to the silhouette of you in your bedroom window) had stolen his sleep, but he hadn’t minded the night before. However now as the sleeplessness hit him like a drunk driven truck, he started regretting only getting two hours of sleep. Adrian turned up the volume with the button of the wire. And as usual, the raw sound of Kurt Cobain’s voice calmed his nerves.

The bus stopped in front of the shabby bus-stop. Its breaks letting out a shrilling sound. The black haired man sighed in relief as he entered the empty bus. The metal piercings had made his ears numb, and the warmth of the bus was pleasant. He ventured as far back as he could without sitting at the row of back seats in the back, as those often were filled with annoying middle school teens. Despite Adrian’s social awkwardness, the teens never dared to mess with him given his dark clothing and cold stares, but that didn’t stop him from hating them. He slumped back in his seat as he leaned his head against the icy window. The outside blurred together in a mass of white and grey colours as the bus driver drove way over the given speed limit.

The minutes pasted and after the seventh Nirvana song, the bus came to an halt. Its doors swung open and the gloomy man’s humour soured. Please don’t be any of those annoying teens he thought bitterly. Then the sky cleared and in stepped the source of his joy. You were alone and dressed rather casually, but to Adrian you looked like an otherworldly being. He shrunk in his seat as if getting spotted by you would be utterly embarrassing. To his surprise you took a seat by the window two rows in front of him. He cowered his mouth with his hand has he let out a surprised yelp. He ripped out his air-buds as he was afraid he would miss even the tiniest sound from you.

To his joy, you two were the only passengers on the bus. He could see your reflection in the window if he leaned against it with a slightly strained neck. His heart was beating like crazy and he thought he would die from heart attack right then and there. The longer he watched you scroll on your phone with air-buds plugged in your ears, the more he could feel the strain in his loose black jeans. He wanted to roll his eyes at his pitiful state, but he couldn’t help to get bricked up in your proximity.

You were so incredibly beautiful after all, so his reaction was only natural. After making sure you or anyone else couldn’t see it (thank god the bus didn’t have any surveillance cameras) he pulled out his open jacket so that it worked as a little cover. He quietly unzipped his jeans and pulled his dark blue down. He blew in his hand before he gripped his achingly hard dick. His pale dick was flushed an angrily pink and pre-cum was already leaking from the rip. He had to use his hand that was closed to the window, his left hand, despite being right handed due to the jacket that worked like a cover.

Adrian spat in his hand before he worked it up and down the shaft in a slow motion. He needed to be careful so you didn’t notice anything. His grey-blue eyes found your reflection as he watched you with a lidded gaze. He let out a shaky breath as his thumb stroke over his swollen tip. He worked his hand a little faster and pleasure shrouded through him. He threw his head back and bit his lip harshly, to quite any of his whimpers.

You were putting on chapstick on your beautiful lips in a careful manner, which resulting Adrian to almost drool. God he wished it was your lips that were wrapped around his dick instead of his hand. He tightened his grip and picked up the pace. Pale was coated in pre-cum as he continued to jack off. The vein alongside his cock was strained and he was close. So close that he couldn’t help the low whimpers that escaped his lips. With a hasty motion he pulled out a handkerchief from his jacket with his right hand. His breathing was rapid and the warm feeling deep within his gut spread like lightning through his veins. With his gaze strained to your form, he came so hard he saw white stars. Warm cum pumped out from his dick and onto the handkerchief. He slumped forward with his forehead resting against the seat in front of him.

He breathed heavily for a while, before he shoved his dick back into his underwear. He carefully pulled up the zipper with one hand as he stuffed the used handkerchief into his pant pocket. After whipping his hands on a new tissue, he ran his hand through his black soft hair.

He watched you exit the bus at the bus stop by your work. Blue eyes followed you to the door of the worn little coffee shop. He put in his air-buds again and clicked play on the same song he had saw you listing to. You would be his. It wouldn’t be long now. Nothing could ever keep you from him. You were destined to be.

[vigiluv]

Help, i have a chronic obsession with nerdy and weird mfs

[kpopgirlbtssvt]

THE WAY I LOVE THIS MAN @gh0stsp1d3r @bloombubs

adrian chase x crybaby reader headcannons !

i made a post suggesting this where the reader is v sensitive/a crybaby and adrian gets like VIOLENRLY angry when anyone makes them cry n ppl seemed to like it so LES GOOO

- adrian like immediately thought u were adorable when u first met

- u were so sweet to him and would always ask if he was okay and pay attention to him/give him attention

- which like literally nobody ever does

- the first time u cry in front of him he’s kinda awkward n he doesn’t rlly know how to act but he still tries his best to help

- like he tries to tell u jokes to make u laugh and he loves seeing u smile anyway

- or he’ll show u pictures of cute animals

- like stuff he knows generally makes other ppl happy lmao

- over time as y’all get closer he learns more about you and what helps with comforting you

- he asks u a lot if ur doing okay, prolly partially bc he has trouble understanding facial expressions/understanding when ur sad so he wants to make sure he picks up on those kinda things

- he’s not rlly used to a lot of physical affection but he LOVES holding u and holding ur hand especially bc he feels very protective over you

- in general ur just very special to him and he only likes physical affection w people he’s very very close with

- and if somebody was mean to u and made u cry? if somebody YELLED at u??? bro they are done

- they’re gonna fuckin die unless u tell him not to kill them LMAO

- he’d be especially vindictive towards people who REALLY hurt you, like an ex or a friend who fucked u over

- and 100% wouldn’t put it past him to track that person down (prolly by borderline threatening eco to help him or something LMAO)

- like it’s gotten reckless at this point he won’t hesitate to beat the shit out of some guy in public (prolly to death) totally unmasked bc he insulted you

- and he’s so casual about it, like you’ll mention that one of your co-workers said something rude to you he’d be like “oh okay. u want me to kill them?” and that’d be his response to literally any time someone hurts ur feelings

[l-starlight-l]

Study Buddy

A/n: In honor of the new movie here’s a little fic with Adrien.

Warning: none

Summary: Adrien finds you trying to study in the library and offers to help.

Pairing: Adrien Agreste x reader

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After flunking yet another test you were stuck in the library praying to actually learn something from the old text books you were reading. Your head was resting in your hands while you looked down at the paragraph about some king that ruled thousands of years ago. You sighed and laid your head down over the open book to take a small break. “How am I ever gonna pass this class ” you quietly muttered out loud. You closed your eyes for a few seconds trying to recall the information you just read. After failing you got up and walked over to the history shelves in the library.

There were so many books full of the past that you struggled to find the specific time period you needed. You walked up and down the aisles searching. You found some books from after the kings ruling so you had obviously gone past it. You were at a dead end. You decide it was a lost cause and plopped down to sit on the floor. You were so tired, you just wanted to close your eyes for minute but suddenly you were in a deep sleep.

You awoke to a light nudge, looking up you saw a familiar face. “Are you okay” the blonde boy asked with concern. You blushed realizing the situation, “oh, uh yeah I’m sorry I must’ve dosed off”. He smiles and your heart skips a beat. You’ve had a small crush on Adrien for the past year. His kindness drew you in not his family or it’s fame. “You don’t have to apologize, I was just worried”, he sits down next to you. “Are you studying for the next test” he asks. You nod shyly, “I really need to pass this test” you say a little embarrassed. He doesn’t shame you at all, “do you want to study together” he asks holding up a history book. You smile at him and he smiles back. You wonder if he feels the same way about you or if he’s just being nice. You’ve known him for around a year and wanted to say you understand him and how he feels but you can feel there’s something he’s keeping from you. He opens the book and puts it in between you two.

You spend the rest of the day studying. At one point you both reach to turn the page at the same time and your hands touch. You had thought it was just gonna be a quick accidental touch but his hand stayed on yours for a few seconds. You looked at his face to see his eyes focused on your touching hands. He quickly moved his hand away realizing how weird he must’ve made you feel. He apologized and continued reading. By the end of the chapter you had fallen asleep again. Your head rested on his shoulder and he looked like the happiest boy in the whole school. He has liked you from the first day he met you. You were smart even if your grades didn’t show it and your personality was like a dream to him. He watched you sleep instead of studying, he thought you were the most beautiful person in the world. He was so in love with you and you loved him just as much, even if neither of you would admit it yet.

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[demigoddessqueens]

Dracula and Alucard to their loved ones