#adrian asks

[memurfevur-archive]

adrian if you could meet your ancestor what would you say to her? :0

"Oh, um, I don't know. I guess thank her? The public doesn't know the real story of her life, her pain, and the sacrifices she made. I got to read it all from a journal she left behind. I wouldn't want to dive into traumas unprompted, but I definitely would like to let her know that she's appreciated, and reading about her life helped me get through mine. It made me become who I am, and who I want to be."

[jeysbvck]

I'm so sorry for your loss, shan. Sending lots of hugs <3

thank you adrian, it means so much to me❤️

[thewritetofreespeech]

Can I request the Castlevania boys reaction to their s/o wearing lingerie?

Alucard

Embarrassed but tries to act like he isn’t.

By this point in their relationship Alucard has seen them naked. Yet somehow this is more…scandalous.

He tries to go to sleep like normal but the vision of them is still in his mind. Urging him to touch.

Trevor

He is definitely a ‘that’s real pretty baby, now take it off’ kind of guy.

Lingerie is great. He appreciates it like any other man, although he thinks it’s a bit unnecessary.

Trevor also hates how complicated it is sometimes. All those finicky laces get on his nerves, so he eventually just rips it.

Hector

Taken aback but quick to correct and be flattered by their effort.

Hector knows this is for him. Something so thin and skimpy certainly doesn’t look comfortable, nor practical.

He would take great care to appreciate not only them but the outfit. Careful to remove it and have it saved for later.

Ritcher

Turns immediately red.

Especially with some of the French lingerie available, it leaves little to the imagine, or too much for fantasy.

Flustered, Ritcher would probably put his foot in his mouth about how impractical it is to sleep in or try to compliment them by saying they don’t need it because they are beautiful but instead saying “what’s the point in that” or something.

[the-southern-cereal-king]

Phoenix Wright, who (presumably) hasn’t slept in three days, is trying to make sure Maya comes back alive, has barely processed edgeworth is back, and has been through two hellish days of investigations and a trial, brought Franziska von Karma flowers while she was in the hospital.

[inkzectz]

More shepvance ples pls ple😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭💧💧💧😭😭💧💧💧🌊💧😭😭😭😭😭😭MROE PLEASE FEED US MORE SHEPVANCE AND MY LIFE IS YOURS🌹🌹🌹🌹 slobbers all over your art💧😭😭😭😭😭 h

Ask and you shall receive

[freakthatdoesthekissing]

dont let anyone tell you in-sys relationships aren’t real or valid, the butterflies i get in my stomach thinking about my headmate is insane.

[caprart1]

running in here from the requests post. hi hi oh my god hi. alucard in a crop top PLEASE,

Dracula, this your son?

[gh0stsp1d3r]

The way this would be Adrian 😂

IM CRYING THIS SO IS HIM 😭 ITS HIM DOWN TO HIS CORE. Loved this too much I had to write sum

He’s stumbling into the house, hands reaching for the wall. You hear him laughing and saying bye before he shuts the door, the rest of the group walking away.

He’s ignoring you as he walks into the room, you looking up from your book with raised eyebrows. He’s struggling to get his clothes off, and you have to suppress a laugh from escaping.

“You good, adri?” You asked him, him shrugging his shoulders and mumbling out a “im fine,” as he slips into his sweatpants.

Then he turns, simply standing and staring at you. You’re staring back, both of you looking at each other, you in confusion.

“Are you coming to bed… or are you just gonna stand there all night?” You ask him after a little, he makes a face of disgust, shaking his head quickly.

“No thanks. I mean, no offense, im sure you’re a lovely person, but I have a girlfriend so….” He slurred out. “Can I have a pillow, though?”

You giggled, finding the whole thing cute. You reached to the side, grabbing and handing him it along with a blanket on the end of the bed.

“Thanks.” He murmured, putting it down onto the floor, and before you could even protest and tell him to at least sleep on the couch, he was knocked out.

You didn’t have anything else to do other than pull your phone out and take a picture of it all. he would be so confused in the morning.

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

What are the differences between your characterization of a dark / yandere alucard and the non yandere version?

A/N: Oooh… That’s a great question, Nonnie!

If I’m being honest, most of it is instinctual, so hmm, let me think for a moment…

So to me, Non-Yandere! Alucard at his core, is a very burdened, very conflicted person. And yet, at the same time, he is incredibly steadfast and disciplined.

I recall either watching or reading an interview with Netflix’s Alucard’s VA (James Callis) about when his mother was killed, he felt badly, but he also understood it wasn’t his fault. And while he could understand his father’s grief, he also knew it was his responsibility to stop him.

Adrian just… knew.

He knew what happened was awful and worthy of grief, but he also knew there were bigger things at stake. He compartmentalizes those feelings of loss and pain all through Seasons 1 and 2, right up until the last bit of Season 2, where he breaks down crying after the deed of stopping and killing his father is done.

This is what makes him dangerous, even outside of a dark/yandere version.

He’s deeply emotional, and because of that, he’s quite self-aware when it comes to his feelings. This introspective nature gives him an edge over his opponents because where they see him as an unstable, illogical, feeling dhampir, he’s truly rational. They underestimate him for his half-human nature, not understanding that his skill of empathy makes him a far more knowledgeable adversary.

He knows what to say to people, and how to say it, to get the response he wants. He’s emotionally intuitive and cunning. Which, on the positive side, means he’s a great listener and helper. On the negative side, it means he’s prone to manipulation, even if it is for the greater good. Hell, at some point in time, it may be unintentional manipulation on his part- he doesn’t see it that way, he could choose to simply see it as getting the stubborn humans around him to see the safer point of view.

(If you’re at all familiar with Myers-Briggs types, this all makes him an INFJ: an introverted, intuitive, Feeling, Judging person.)

So, in terms of characterization, a Yandere! Alucard is extremely similar in that he’s emotionally intuitive with strong feelings. However, the dark part of this manifests in clever, selfish influence.

He’s not saying what people need to hear in order to ultimately help them, he’s saying it to get what he wants out of their relationship. He uses his ability to read people and compartmentalize to his advantage, leaving the other person vulnerable and on unstable ground. And should any of his feelings become too big, or his thoughts too passionate, he’s smart enough to find a semi-practical way to justify them.

(So a dark version is still very much INFJ, but an evil INFJ. It’s pretty interesting if you look up famous historical INFJs. On one side you have notable leaders and peacekeepers and on the other side, you have dictators and genocidal maniacs. It just goes to show you how intuitiveness and awareness give individuals the power to wield over others.)

A/N: Hello? HELLO?! Is anybody still there? I feel like it’s been AGES since I posted something, but I’ve been busy lately. And yeah, half our house still doesn’t have electricity. I’ve officially gone full Victorian in my bedroom, writing by candlelight.

[zorostitties]

Do you have any thoughts on why Alucard went from gold-blonde hair to silver-platinum-white hair? (Besides the animation style change)

i like to imagine that it's the only sign of aging he had, since he's still half human after all.

his hair started to lose its color when he was around 50. alucard didn't have wrinkles, didn't lose his strength, his skin didn't go flaccid, his bones didn't hurt. but his hair was losing its color like sypha's or trevor's. and that, somehow, made him feel closer to them. it was something he could joke about to give them a little bit of comfort over the fact that he hadn't changed a day while they aged.

alucard was just comforting himself, in fact. because he knew that on the wheel of time, they were running, while he was standing still. he knew they would go sooner than he expected - sooner than he had even realized.

and alucard was frightened. but this time, there was nothing he could do about it... because the only enemy that can't be defeated is time.

[memurfevur-archive]

adrian is so cute im gonna squish his cheeks bwuhbwuhbwahbwah

"ovo>> uh, thank5?"

[nionom-art]

No one talk bad to Lila's friends and gets away with it, right? Seeing as how Lila lied to Chloe in order to get her to leave.

Yes, especially since she’s already figured out that her friends are the “in” crowd and that agreeing with Chloe (who is clearly disliked by everyone in her class) would make her classmates turn against her. Lila wants to remain popular, after all.

[thewritetofreespeech]

Omg open requests! You know me, you know what I'm about. How about Alucard with the Angry Love Confession?

Types of Love Confessions - Angry

“How can you be so reckless?!” Alucard hissed at his partner. His panic at the thought of their imminent demise breaking way to anger at their foolishness, now that he knew they were ok.

“What else did you expect me to do?!” They snap back at him. “Sit back while lives are at stake? Let that monster destroy more while we wait for a ‘safe’ opportunity? I saw an opening and I took it.”

“At the risk of your own life for the safety of others!” He yelled at her. “How would that have helped if you died!?”

“Why are you so angry?! I did the right thing, and it worked out, so you are yelling about something that didn’t even happen!”

“Because I love you and if you died all of this would be for nothing!”

The fight stops immediately. Both parties realizing what Alucard had just said, and the implications of his confession. “You…love me?”

Alucard hissed through his teeth. “So, you are blind as well as foolish.” He clipped at them. His hand coming up to his face to try and soothe his coming headache, and push his hair out of his face. “I have tethered my heart to an idiot.”

“Hey! Don’t call me an idiot!”

“Then stop being an idiot.”

The fight resumes with new fuel to the fire as Alucard continues to reprimand his paramour on their recklessness and they argue that the ends justify the means.

“Should we stop them?” Sypha asked as she watched them argue along with Trevor.

“Nah, let ‘em keep going. This is the kind of fight that leads to babies. Old boy could use it after today.”

[pininghermit]

A Tale of Caution

Request: @queenondeezmatatas OOH I MISS ALU SO MYCH AS WELL💓I did the the wheel and got Power Play 👀A fem!reader and subby alu please? Hihihihihi

AN: I missed writing Alucard soo much!! It feels awesome to see you in my inbox. Okay so this turned out to be more of a hurt/comfort sub/dom thingy. But it's so sweet. I hope you like it 🥰because I had a lot fun and feels writing this.

Tropesvania Event- feel free to request

Genre: hurt/comfort

Pairing(s): Adrian Tepes x fem Reader

Summary: Power-play- fem reader

“He will not.” You cross your arms, huffing at the Belmont. “Adrian will not go anywhere.” Holding his hand tightly in yours, you look into his eyes, only for Alucard to avoid your gaze.

To be honest, you had never liked the Belmont couple. They were no better than the bastards who had done this to Alucard.

What kind of friends left a grieving soul to rot in the grave of his wretched past? What kind of friends ignored the trembling in his hands, the shadows in his golden eyes, and the cracks in his composure?

They had all failed him. Left him to fend for himself. Let the savior of their world crumble like the castle he wandered.

You despised them all. But mostly, you despised yourself for not finding him sooner.

For all the nights he begged for pain, sobbed for penance, for what he believed he had made you into.

To Adrian, you were his penance. A shadow of the demons of his past. That was what he needed. A force he could fight, a torment he could endure.

This cursed world was why the dhampir you loved more than anything would never be able to love you the same way. To him, you were his nightmare, his doom, a trial sent to test his strength.

But you had passed the point of return long ago. Love was a crippling addiction, and you were nothing if not an absolute slave to its whims.

So, you became exactly what Adrian desired. Combining all the rotten parts of yourself, you gave him what he needed. Acts his former lovers had made him endure, this time, with the control resting firmly in his hands.

Brittle ropes, gentle knots, whispered reassurances, kisses, and tender caresses. You refused to let his pain exist unaccompanied by pleasure.

And somehow, after weeks of tearful protests and self-loathing, Adrian began to accept it. His body learned, his senses yielded, his spirit softened under your whispered praise.

You were damn proud of that.

Until he came. The Belmont.

He barged in, shattering one of your stolen moments in the west wing of the castle. Right as Adrian had allowed himself to surrender, to relax in your arms for a fleeting moment of pleasure.

Perched on top of him, locked in a searing kiss, the slamming of the door was like a clap of thunder.

Adrian leapt up instinctively, his panicked stance shielding you. His sword appeared in his trembling hand, ready to strike the intruder.

It was Belmont.

He came for a simple reason—a quest, a call from some obscure, faraway town burning under the chaos of the Fae. A plea for Adrian, the savior, the hero.

Absolutely not.

Adrian would not go. If the world burned, so be it. It was no concern of yours or his.

He had given enough. Lost enough. There was no part of him left to sacrifice for others. Adrian wasn’t their savior anymore. He was barely holding himself together.

Gripping his hand in yours, you stood in front of him, placing yourself between Adrian and Belmont. Your hatred for the man blazed, unrestrained, raw and unfiltered.

“My love will not go,” you said firmly, voice low and trembling with fury. “He is no savior. I will not allow it.”

For the first time, tears of frustration welled in your eyes, blurring your vision. Why him? Gods, why him? “Leave him be!” You shoved Belmont hard, your voice shaking as you fought to steady it. “Some good you’ve done,” you spat.

Why had this man come now, when things were finally getting better? Why did Adrian have to be taken from you the moment he’d started to gather himself? Why must the world steal him away just as you’d found him again?

You lunged toward Belmont, fists clenched, ready to drive him out with whatever strength you had left. But before you could reach him, a hand caught your arm.

Adrian pulled you back gently, turning you to face him. For the first time that day, he met your eyes.

“I won’t go,” he whispered. His voice was calm, steady—the same tone you had used to comfort him through countless nightmares. “I won’t go anywhere.”

His words echoed softly in the room, but to you, they roared louder than any promise.

A chuckle escaped your lips, broken by an ill-hidden sob. You pulled him into a tight embrace, your fingers tangling in his hair as you clung to him. He wasn’t their savior. He was yours.

And that was all that mattered.

[puting-adrian-shephard-in-places]

put him in a icee machine

i noticed while making this image that the other colors in the icee machine image i was using matched the other goldsrc hl games so i did this. enjoy.

Adrian Shephard (& friends) are in an ICEE machine!

[askadrianalucardtepes]

"So, I met my father today. He was... Quite pleasant, actually. Only mentioned he'd meet me in hell once!"

[OOC] Guess who met Graham McTavish today? It was SO COOL GUYS. And he was so nice!! 11/10 experience. I even got posted on his instagram, I'm still reeling from that.