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If someone doesn't hug our sweet panda boy, I'm going to fucking riot.

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Loving your thoughts, its is *chef kiss* also, im being a sad bitch and i want to know your opinion, how do you think Olrox would deal with a dear friend that happends to be a soul mate to him (i love platonic soulmates)? I dont know if he would turn a friend into a vampire but i if he dont and the friend dies, i find kind of cute if Olrox has a friend that no mather the years the soul of his friend always finds him and Olrox also recognize his friend no matter how they friend looks.

I'm assuming this friend is someone Olrox runs into every now and again or they are just destined to meet regardless of the time that's passed? I'll go with the first one. I love the idea of Olrox having someone who he's close with that is also rarely seen. Him longing for the presence of the one person who genuinely understands him and feels less jaded around is just great sad boy content.

It's both sweet and funny to imagine Olrox going where the wind takes him as the opportunist he is and his friend almost always being there like "sup, you too? damn, small world.". Honestly, I live for a duo that is simultaneously done with everyone's shit and taking their prizes where they find them. Like, they are so over everything but they will be attending a fancy dinner over a mutually beneficial plans. Olrox's friend loves pastries filled with berries. Sue them.

Let's say this friend is mortal. I believe that it entirely depends on the situation. If this friend is someone Olrox loves even more than his deceased lover, I believe he'd check in regularly rather than simply disappearing without a word. Olrox has clearly shown he doesn't take the safety of his loved ones lightly. Even if he isn't in proximity- I would think he'd want intel on his friend's wellbeing.

Especially considering they are affiliating with a vampire and let's say others aren't all too kind to that. When it comes to the friend's inevitable aging, Olrox is either solemnly accepting their time waning and savoring every moment- even staying with them in a humble cottage as the days go- or he's doing a "fuck no" and sinking his teeth in while they're still young. There is no in between from what I've observed.

Olrox does respect autonomy, though. (For the most part. Ahem. Wagging my finger.) So it's not like he would just turn his friend out of the blue during a normal conversation. Olrox would at least consider if his friend wanted to remain with him bad enough to sacrifice their state of being. If it's something they are even slightly hesitant about- Olrox won't even bring it up again until they have a solid answer. In the case of mortal danger, Olrox would explore every other option first if the wound isn't serious enough to instantly kill them.

If it is, however....Get ready, sweetie, this is gonna sting.

I doubt this friend would be someone Olrox wouldn't be panicking over if they're dying in his arms. He hunted down Richter's mother. Guy is not just going to let his beloved confidant succumb if he can help it. Especially if this is after his lover is gone. It would be too much in very little time. Even if they hate him after. He would rather that than them being unable to finish their business or dying prematurely.

In the case of Olrox's friend already being dead and their spirit following him? I am living for Olrox evolving them into one of his many abilities during battles and being a mass of a soul always by his side only he can talk to. Literally always there with him in spirit. Badass and bittersweet.

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Expanding on being Olrox's best friend.

My genuine belief is this friendship would form on mutual respect. It's clear Olrox is someone who doesn't take his true loyalties lightly. And he is beyond tired of people who are power hungry or buy into group mentalities.

I believe you would have met Olrox during a time of hardship for yourself. You being a humble individual who merely wanted to exist. Though, of course, the world wouldn't make such a thing so simple.

Olrox has basically spent his entire life forming alliances to get by. He found you trapped as an abstract entity being used by vampires. He found it distasteful but didn't do a thing at first.

Discovering you had a consciousness was a point of intrigue for him. You could think and feel. Hearing you speak wasn't surprising but amused him nonetheless.

You two held conversations now and again. It became obvious to you that Olrox merely sought out for himself and couldn't care less about the ambitions of the vampires that held you. You decided quite quickly you liked him.

He quipped about your abusers and boasted about his lover. Admittedly, it rubbed you the wrong way he sat by as you were made into a toy. But this man was the closest thing to what it was like to be treated like a person, so you clung to your brief interactions.

Plus, he was funny. At least you were getting something out of this. Olrox was keeping you sane.

You were within an inch of your mental capacity each day. You were in pain and long past tolerant of others.

You were aware of what happened to Olrox's lover. You have no idea why he told you. He did it so matter of factly.

The way he always smirked when talking to you was replaced with a bitter scowl. His demeanor was a far cry from how playful and snarky he was before.

Instinctively, you offered your wish for his peace with the matter. You even complimented his lover. You saw him briefly. You were....more perceptive than average, let's put it that way.

Olrox's expression was unreadable but it was clear he absorbed your words.

Olrox had been put in charge of commanding you at some point. You spent more time together. Your being was still confined but your consciousness could stretch for eons.

You didn't mind Olrox commanding you. He was far kinder and just did what was necessary. Perhaps he wasn't exactly overly familiar. But he treated you as something akin to a lieutenant. Rather than a dog.

You formed a habit of calling him "master".

He never said anything. But somehow you could tell it bothered him. You thought it was because he wasn't fond enough of you to even consider you a servant. Still. You were attached and refused to stop.

One day you were pushed too far by the vampires that kept you. You were in agony.

After they left, you begged Olrox to set you free. You called him master like you always did. His green eyes pierced into you. You must've looked absolutely pathetic. Even without a face or body.

Something about the way he stood there enraged you. And the next time the other vampires came to make use of you, you did away with them all. Many more came to attack but your blind rage stopped them.

Olrox's smile as he watched you was irritating.

As much as you liked the guy, you were beyond tired of being viewed as a pass time. You aimed for him. And funnily enough, you did your fair share of damage.

Olrox got close enough to your prison. Imagine your surprise when he released you.

"You almost killed me." The laugh in his voice was baffling.

You had a better chance of doing that now that you were free. You didn't find it worth being impressed over. At least, not from his perspective.

You blinked as he simply turned to walk away.

Odd as it was, you instinctively thanked your master. Your previous rage was dwarfed by your confusion at Olrox's contradictory actions. All you could muster in your daze was gratitude.

Olrox replied with saying he had no idea who you were referring to.

You blinked.

"You're smart enough to slaughter a group of fools beholden to their delusions of grandeur. And another who stood by even as your screams carried over the ocean." Olrox smirks. "I think you're long past that."

You blinked. Smart, he says.

Olrox shrugged at your confusion. "You choose now of all nights to end them. Or us. I suppose I'm included in that. You've been watching the moon, haven't you? Being free now...Why, I don't think the night has ever been so beautiful. Wouldn't you agree?"

You were baffled at what he was implying. You insisted on calling him master.

He tutted your fixation on that.

"That's what no one ever told you. You don't need masters."

You gaped.

He smiled. "You figured that out all on your own. Everyone here is dead. You made an attempt on my life for my inaction. In what world does someone like that need anyone?"

You went quiet. Olrox was going to leave. You watched him go.

"You may follow me. If you wish." Olrox said without turning or stopping.

Your breath hitched at him reading your desires so easily.

"On one condition."

You bristled. Of course no one ever offered company without a catch-

"Never call me 'master' again." Olrox frowned pointedly at you.

You gaped. An odd request. But...You found yourself silently agreeing, following quickly.

Olrox smiles. A lot softer than you were used to. "I would like to see an actual form in front of me."

You blinked. Was that his way of...encouraging you?

You flushed, solidifying yourself the moment you were outside.

Olrox hummed. "Imagine hiding something this captivating. You're foolish about the strangest things."

You felt you should have been offended. But tears found their way to you. As shrewd as he put it, he undoubtedly called you beautiful.

You two knew each other for centuries and now you were attached to the hip in the open world. You were there for the murder of Julia. Olrox thanked you greatly for assisting in tracking her down but told you to stay out of the fight. You kept to the shadows and proudly watched your beloved friend triumph.

Richter was hardly conscious of everything around him. He froze at Olrox kneeling before him. Your presence felt more like a dream rather than what he was actually seeing. He wasn't sure he had actually seen another vampire there. It was intentional on your part, you hadn't wanted to give Olrox trouble and used your abilities the moment you spotted Julia. Your eyes have haunted Richter's nightmares for years. Though he is unable to tell if it was Olrox's or not. He doesn't remember you.

Mentioned this before, but Olrox allows you to hang onto him.

It's incredibly common place for you to rush to Olrox and put your hands on his chest and lean on him.

He responds with a hand on the small of your back. He'll fully embrace you if you've been separated during battle.

He will full on guard you with his body if it is needed. Though, it's rare. You are a strong vampire.

Full disclosure if he despises someone that flirts with you. Massive protective brother energy.

"Cunts need washings before they speak."

"Olrox!"

Olrox and you use endearments on one another. "Love" and "darling" are the most prominent. But pick your poison of birds, flowers or gems you compare each other to.

You were not amused by Olrox targeting Mizrak. Out of all the men he chose to "move on" with, a hypocritical human of the cloth wasn't in your pickings of the list. You saw Olrox running into his bad habits with him. It worried you.

You had a distaste for Mizrak from the start. It was sealed when he barked at Olrox.

You hissed. "Small mutts shouldn't bark so loud."

Olrox couldn't find it in himself to listen at first. It had been a while, but you knew he was still grieving.

You stayed by his side to offer support but you were waiting for him to throw the whole man out.

You whimpered and touched Olrox's forehead after what Drolta did to him.

"Olrox, love, your pretty little head is hidden."

You were enraged but simply allowed Olrox to take a breath and hold your hand while offering a soft kiss.

It's actually funny how much you have a "you can do better" attitude regarding Mizrak.

To a point Olrox has tickled you with a feather when you go on too long.

Thankfully, your intervention wore Olrox down and he was thinking far more clearly.

Either you healed Mizrak or let him die peacefully.

Regardless, he was weighing down your best friend over your dead blood sucking body. Watching Olrox choose immortality for someone a second time wasn't something you were going to allow.

I feel like being Olrox's best friend would be so nice. Olrox having all that love and trust in you to keep you close and being able to vulnerable. Olrox is the type of friend that you would be attached to the hip with at all times and would be so gentle and caring. Especially considering it's clear Olrox's orbit is scarce due to his past and how he feels about people in general. So his best friend is someone he'd be incredibly protective of and would cherish.

Olrox and his best friend would have tons of witty banter that both pokes fun at the other while also remaining wholesome and affectionate. Though the ones directed at others is ruthless and cutting. Olrox is for sure that friend you sit by and judge others with. You two have this telepathic connection (either literal or metaphorical) where you don't even need to look at each other and you just- react the same way to situations and people's stupidity, both facial expressions and body language. You two are menaces when it comes to being in other's presence. Regardless if it's holding a conversation or being in combat.

Olrox has gently tutted you to behave yourself on rare occasions but you can tell by his grin that he was absolutely encouraging your mischief. He even whispers his own quip in your ear every now and then, adoring when you giggle in response. You two are the biggest gossip buddies in private, making each other howl with laughter discussing what you think about recent events or the people you've ran into. Olrox would be helping you either bathe, do your hair, or simply sharing the bed with you all the while.

Olrox's voice is noticeably softer and thinner with you. Olrox keeps you close by having a gentle hand on your shoulder, waist, or having you cling to his arm. Olrox will often pull you to him and kiss your temple. Or on the side of your cheek. Either as a simple gesture of affection or giving you a swift goodbye in the rare times you two have to separate. Olrox will also hold you to his chest if you're hurting. Olrox seems harsh but for you he actively practices the utmost tenderness when comforting you.

Goodness forbid someone else caused your distress. Olrox will be absolutely feral if anyone dares cause you harm. You are his dear friend and he cherishes your spot in his life. He'll be damned if he lets someone disrupt that, even in the smallest ways.

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I feel like being Olrox's best friend would be so nice. Olrox having all that love and trust in you to keep you close and being able to vulnerable. Olrox is the type of friend that you would be attached to the hip with at all times and would be so gentle and caring. Especially considering it's clear Olrox's orbit is scarce due to his past and how he feels about people in general. So his best friend is someone he'd be incredibly protective of and would cherish.

Olrox and his best friend would have tons of witty banter that both pokes fun at the other while also remaining wholesome and affectionate. Though the ones directed at others is ruthless and cutting. Olrox is for sure that friend you sit by and judge others with. You two have this telepathic connection (either literal or metaphorical) where you don't even need to look at each other and you just- react the same way to situations and people's stupidity, both facial expressions and body language. You two are menaces when it comes to being in other's presence. Regardless if it's holding a conversation or being in combat.

Olrox has gently tutted you to behave yourself on rare occasions but you can tell by his grin that he was absolutely encouraging your mischief. He even whispers his own quip in your ear every now and then, adoring when you giggle in response. You two are the biggest gossip buddies in private, making each other howl with laughter discussing what you think about recent events or the people you've ran into. Olrox would be helping you either bathe, do your hair, or simply sharing the bed with you all the while.

Olrox's voice is noticeably softer and thinner with you. Olrox keeps you close by having a gentle hand on your shoulder, waist, or having you cling to his arm. Olrox will often pull you to him and kiss your temple. Or on the side of your cheek. Either as a simple gesture of affection or giving you a swift goodbye in the rare times you two have to separate. Olrox will also hold you to his chest if you're hurting. Olrox seems harsh but for you he actively practices the utmost tenderness when comforting you.

Goodness forbid someone else caused your distress. Olrox will be absolutely feral if anyone dares cause you harm. You are his dear friend and he cherishes your spot in his life. He'll be damned if he lets someone disrupt that, even in the smallest ways.

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@that-weird-kid-from-your-school Not gonna lie, I have SO many scenarios I've envisioned with polyamorous ace characters in horror. One where the main character is confronted by strangers going through a similar situation as him concerning the mysterious supernatural phenomenon that's been wreaking havoc, he's investigating despite being a lone high school student due to him suspecting demons have snatched up his three boyfriends since they've all gone missing. He's searching for them.

And a stupid, silly vision I have a psychological horror dating sim scenario with the same characters that are going about their daily lives in school but more and more instances make things unravel slowly but surely and your choices are super integral to how things shake down. The protagonist is the boy mentioned before and he's subjected to increasingly stressful scenarios that might end with him or his beloved friends dead. Oh, and he's got a total of three boys he can decide to smooch. That's fun. You know, as long as the knives stay in the kitchen. They are all romanceable simultaneously and there are mechanics to actually talk about dating each boy while dating the others. (Doing so without the informed consent of the others is severely punished. Though I might take out that option altogether in my head.) And the group has an aroace buddy who isn't a romantic option but is super revelant to the plot in each cycle and has multiple instances where his friendship is treated like a typical dating sim scenario except it is just him and the other characters bonding either through comfort or casual hanging out. And his involvement being a very clutch make it or break it thing. Did you value his friendship enough to consider him family? Congrats. You (might) live! Did you not trust him enough or brushed him off as kind of but not really important? Well, sucks to be you. You might've seen that knife coming if you joined the poor boy for coffee instead of making googly eyes at your partners 24/7, you prick. (And yes, they are all polyamorous and ace here too, for extra extra clarification.)

It's all stupid but it's mine. Anyways, I'll stop clogging your eyes now. Lol.

everyone's all about queer subtext until it's aromantic or asexual

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Orlox wrapping his arms around you and holding you all night, so tenderly, it reassuring you of your safety. Your place in his heart. Not a creature on this earth would harm you with this man embracing you. Orlox's hold is gentle but strong. He cradles your head more delicate and protective than that of a mother to her babe. His arm on your waist warm and unassuming. Orlox's breath is on your neck, with not a single intention of biting down, only to kiss away the night's bitter cold. Your ear takes in every second of the pleasant rise and fall of his chest. Your forefinger curling around and playing with his braid, a privilege only given to you. Every time your bare feet curled up, Orlox held you you tighter with benevolent strokes to your waist and soft kisses on your forehead. He smelled divine. And the soft, warm whispers from him that filled the silence caused the very blood in your veins to shiver with love.

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Alois Trancy. The media literacy from both his haters and "fans" alike are wack. I unapologetically love the little guy and I always will. But people genuinely can not characterize him to save their lives.

Also, Light Yagami. This one's self explanatory. So many Death Note fans, even ones who acknowledge Light as an objective piece of shit, still buy into that his goal was world peace and elimination of crime that got lost along the way. If I have to explain that sentence, I refer you to the words of OP above.

I love seeing certain takes about certain characters and going "congrats. You've fallen for the front they put up"

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Anyone else getting really fucking sick of people responding to Alucard's traumatic experience with Taka and Sumi with "He had the wrong threesome, lol!"/ "This would've been better if Trevor and Sypha had taken him!"/ "Alucard wouldn't be suffering if he had chosen the right two people!"/ "Why wasn't it Trevor and Syhpa?! :( "? Like, the responses concerning calling him a pillow princess and bottom with nothing but enthusiasm while ignoring the fact his vunerability was being taken advantage of is really gross, too. But this is...I can't fucking even. 

Alucard was sexually misled by two individuals he thought he could trust. He ended up having to kill them to defend himself. He wanted companionship so badly and this happens to him. He's extremely hurt by such a violating betrayal. Yet some fans reaction to this is to reduce his character to being a lego peice to a poly ship they like and getting upset at him not fulfilling a fantasy for them to get off to?! That is so objectifying in so many ways. Instead of being concerned for him and wanting him to find happiness no matter what form that took, they only think as far as their ship and how he can sexually gratify them. Ew, just fucking ew. Not only is that very objectifying but also really victim blamey. "If you had chosen the right partners you wouldn't have been taken advantage of." Do ya'll hear yourselves? How do you not understand how gross that mindset is? It doesn't matter who he chose to be in bed with. He is hurt, his kindness was abused. He could've been the one to intiate and it would be the same, he'd still be a victim. Even as a joke that's a really condesencing and disgusting thing to say about a character that needs desperate healing from trauma and not another relationship, specifically the supposed "right" relationship to "fix" him. Yuck. 

I don't ship that Ot3 because it makes me uncomfortable with the very iffy elements of it. But regardless, it's very upsetting to see Alucard not only not be allowed happiness in the show but also having some fans treat his misery like what's mentioned above. (Don't even get me started on how Hector is being treated, yuck.) Sorry for the long rant but I needed to get that off my chest, it was really getting under my skin. In conclusion, respect Alucard. He's been through enough shit already. If your ship focus for him is anything more than Happiness x Alucard x Therapy, we ain't cool.

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Trevor wrapping his cloak around you and comforting you during a thunder storm, muffling the sound by holding you close.

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Y/n: What are you doing on the ceiling, Adrian?

Alucard, clinging to a pillar: Nothing, just...admiring the architecture.

Y/n, sighing: Where's the mouse?

Alucard, pointing frantically: There! There! Vanquish it!

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Anyways, Alucard has a little brother he shares the castle with. They share meals, tea,  books, and braid each other's hair in those adorable night gowns, they're wholesome and happy because screw you that's why. Taka and Sumi who? Are those flowers or something? 

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Alucard with a little brother that's terrifying and can lead a fucking army with ease but is a total sweetheart underneath

Okay, so...yikes.

Seriously, the way you present yourself to others is enough to make even the bravest man shake in his boots.

You have quite a way words and you don't even need to touch someone to get them to freeze up and fear for their life.

Your way with words also makes you rather charming.

People tend to flock to you because of it. You're so poised and polite that others can't help but be intrigued by you.

They're enamored with your mysterious nature and sharp wit.

Though that does mean they feel like they're constantly walking on pins and needles when interacting with you.

They don't know what will please you and what will piss you off.

And you use that to it's fullest potential.

Forming an elite group of loyal allies and friends came as a very easy thing to you. Most of the time you weren't even trying.

And being Dracula's second born son certainly made things all the more lovely.

You make it very clear that you don't condone unnecessary violence or mistreatmeant of others. Especially humans.

Anyone who has a problem with that or violates that rule will not have a very pleasant experience.

You were quite the handful for Lisa and Dracula when they were alive.

They were a bit unnerved by how easily you adjusted to situations, got out of them, and noticed things in others' behavoiral patterns.

Of course, Lisa loved you all the same. But your actions put her on edge.

Dracula felt the same. You were his boy and he adored you. But the way you expressed how little you were scared of him (which was not at all) and always acted as if you knew something he didn't kept him on gaurd around you.

While you did enjoy your ability to lead and how you got others to listen to you and cease in their petty battles, the result of your natural talent did leave you feeling rather lonely at times.

Sure your followers were loyal to a fault but they were also terrified of you.

They may behave as if being in your company is a delight but you can sense the underlying dread in their actions. Some may compliment you but it's mostly due to your beauty, ability to protect them, and their need to please you at every turn. Sometimes you'd just like to sit down and have tea with someone without them acting as if you were going to bite their head off.

That's why you were so thankful to have Alucard.

You adored your older brother and was so glad he didn't keep his distance like the others.

You brewed tea and baked delicious sweets for you two to share.

You often ate and drinked while reading a book outloud. 

Alucard always complimented your cooking. While he preferred sweets in moderation, your way of making it made him look forward to eating it again.

You often confided in Alucard about your feelings regarding your relationship with others.

"All of that power feels good. But...scary."

You looked into your tea cup, eyeing your reflection.

"Everyone treats me as if I'm nothing more than a weapon that excells in getting lesser beings to do my bidding. With no path, no direction. Just someone that acts on a killer instinct."

Alucard says nothing, averting his eyes.

"I admit I frighten myself sometimes. I can't help but believe others when they say I'm just a cold, calculating, manipulative, bloodthirsty monster who will charm you with words but impale you at the first sign of dishonesty."

"Even Mother and Father put up their defenses around me."

You turn to your brother, tears threatening to spill, "You don't think of me that way...do you, Alucard?"

Alucard always assured you he didn't. You were a sweet, sweet boy and Alucard saw that. You were only intimidating because you needed to be. You cared deeply for others and used your abilities to help those in need.

Alucard embraced you and combed through your hair as you sobbed into his chest.

You two were the only ones that truly understood one another and you needed each other to remain sane. Especially after the death of your parents.

You and Alucard cuddled after you calmed down. He wiped your tears and cleaned up your cups and plates.

You two sat together for hours, Alucard's arms around you and you fast asleep on his chest.

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The Castlevania trio with a younger brother that looks a lot like them and shares some of their interests/personality.

Alucard

Well, aren't you just the most precious thing?

Seriously, the features that you have sustained from both your older brother and your mother are truly something to behold. 

Your long blonde hair, golden eyes and baby face really make you stand out as a very beautiful young man. 

Alucard has definitely pinched and squished your cheeks on more than one occasion. 

When Trevor and Sypha first laid eyes on you, they immediately mistook you for your brother. 

It's seriously crazy how much you look alike. 

But they were able to put two and two together after noticing your height and much rounder face. 

Though you weren't that much shorter than Alucard, it was very obvious that you weren't him after they got a closer look. 

You were far more polite and mannered than Alucard even after learning that Trevor nearly gutted your brother when they first met. 

You got along easily with the other two, despite being very reclusive and preferring to stick next to your brother. You still made conversation with them and made an effort to keep the peace.

Honestly, Trevor was dumbfounded at how sweet you were. Having fucking Dracula for a father and him for an older brother...yet you ended up like this?

He didn't know whether to be impressed or pity you. 

All the disgusting shit your father has done and you managed to remain so innocent. It was far too easy for someone to exploit that.

Thankfully, you were an intelligent person that while kind and loving, you weren't blind to the horrible things that have happened and the nasty people that seemed to crawl endlessly out of the gutters.

While you were admirably polite and mature for your age, that didn't mean you held back your sassy comments whenever someone (mostly Trevor) insulted or made an attempt to harm Alucard. Yes, you rarely if ever pick fights or say something rude. But no one messes with your big brother and gets away unscathed. 

Trevor and Sypha definitely start to see the family resemblance whenever they witness you verbally destroy someone after they dared to speak ill of Alucard.

Goodness forbid they harm him. They certainly have it confirmed you are without a doubt, Alucard's relative. Your usual sweet and gentle nature sheds. Your teeth are bared, your weapon is drawn, your opponents are down in the blink of an eye. 

Thankfully you're not the type to kill unnecessarily so they'd likely only be knocked unconscious. 

Still that didn't stop them from being unnerved at how scary you can be at times. 

They definitely take note not to piss you off. Especially Trevor. He'll still poke fun at you for your feminine looks or anything else. But he'd be careful to tread lightly when teasing Alucard unless he wants to be roasted into the next dimension.

Alucard absolutely adores you. 

There's always a tender tone in his voice when he speaks to you. The others notice the difference in how he interacts with you versus how he does with them. 

Being around you brings out a much softer side of him that he'd otherwise be reluctant to express.

He enjoys reading with you and studying whatever is needed. 

Sometimes the two of you would just sit silently for hours and indulge in each other's company. You'd often lean on his shoulder when you got bored and allow him to continue to look at whatever he was doing in peace. He didn't mind, of course. 

Though some may see it as boring, expanding your minds were how the two of you bonded. You were fond of the unspoken affection you communicated when looking for something or just sharing a book.

Alucard laughs and smiles a lot more around you. 

You two share the same dry, witty humor. You were often unintentionally funny and Alucard would have to stifle his laughter especially if it's inappropriate to the situation. 

The amount of times you've made this man laugh when you and the gang arrived to take down an enemy is astonishing. 

Goodness, he loves you. 

Though that does mean he's very protective of you. 

So be prepared to be pushing his sword back into his seath when someone so much as looks at you the wrong way.

A lot. 

You constantly have to reel him in whenever his big brother instincts kick in and he's ready to fight an entire continent to keep you safe. Even over something small. 

You are always patient with him, doing what you can to ease his worries. 

Alucard knows you can take care of yourself. But after what happened to your mother, he couldn't bare the thought of losing you as well. He loves you too much. 

When you feel overwhelmed by what's going on or if you start to reminisce about your mother, Alucard is there to comfort you as you cry, away from the others. He'd wrap you in his embrace and kiss your temple, shushing you.

You'd often tell Alucard how you felt how he might resent you just for being here. You looked so much like her. It must kill him to even look at you. And the fact you couldn't convince your father, whom you still loved dearly, not to go through with such a horrific plan. 

You couldn't help blaming yourself for it all from time to time. You wouldn't hold it against Alucard if he hated you simply for breathing when your mother was burned to nothing. 

"Never doubt that I love you."

He'd always tell you. Brushing away your tears and pressing your foreheads together. You'd bury your face back into his shoulder and squeeze him, returning the sentiment. Alucard running his gloved hand through your hair. 

Alucard pats you on the head regularly. 

Like pet names? Whether or not you do, Alucard has plenty to go around. Some sweet, others teasing. 

Like I said, you're a cutie. So don't expect him to be able to resist messing with you either to get to see your precious smile or to get a chuckle from your aggravated expression. 

Alucard really does adore you with all his heart and he couldn't ask for a better baby brother. 

Trevor

Oh, god. There's two.

The amount of dumbass chaotic energy coming from both of you is ludicrous.

I don't know how you two are still alive after all this time. 

Talk about impulsive. You guys are active enablers to one another and it shows.

The two of you look out for one another and are easily irritated if someone threatens you. 

Much like your brother, you have a silver tongue and often talk back to people even when it's risky. 

Your short temper does more harm than good. You've definitely bickered with Alucard on quite a few occasions. 

Some in defense of your brother. Others simply because his calm, icy attitude pisses you off. 

Your head is sore from the number of times Sypha has smacked it. 

You tend to keep to yourself most of the time. Though you don't mind Sypha, you also don't feel comfortable around her.

You're not really social with anyone except Trevor. 

Given that Belmonts were wiped out and are no longer wanted by the public, let's just say you don't really trust others. 

The misfortune of your family does get to you sometimes. 

You sometimes sneak away from the group and drown your sorrows in alcohol when they aren't looking. 

You know you shouldn't be drinking but the life you've led wasn't an easy one. If there was a healthier coping mechanism you would use it. Unfortunately, you don't have the luxury of looking for one. 

Trevor can tell when you're moody and ready to bark at anyone who breathes in your general direction. 

You're far more sensitive than he is. Your eyes would be red, your nose would be very sniffy and every word sounded more like a shout than a statement. 

Trevor isn't very good with comforting others. But he always tries his best for you. 

He'll pet your messy brown hair and try to take your mind off whatever's troubling you. 

Telling bad jokes about how much you two look alike. Mostly involving mirrors. 

You'll end up laughing most of the time. Not because his jokes are particularly clever but because they're so bad and similar that the absurdity of it makes you giggle. And the fact he's trying too hard to come up with better ones.

The man is trying, okay. 

You appreciate that and somehow find a way to smile despite everything. 

Trevor isn't very outwardly affectionate. He'll maybe say something close to loving, usually dancing around it by stating an objective fact about you. Either about your fighting or appearance. 

If you hug him, he'll just laugh awkwardly and turn away from you. 

He won't push you off, no he's too soft reasonable for that. He'll give you a hesitant pat on the head and verbalize his worry that others are watching. 

Don't listen to him, he doesn't mean it. 

Trevor does praise you when you're kicking ass, though. 

Seeing you destroy enemies alongside him really pumps him up. 

Honestly, those are the most times his big brother side comes out. 

He's really proud to have you as his little brother. 

And you feel the same. 

Sypha

You protect your big sister like your life depends on it.

While you are far from irrational with your protectiveness over Sypha, the first thing people know about you is your willingness to defend her at all costs.

You are a very hardworking young man and don't fool around.

Your determination and sharp skills are a great help to the group. 

Your eyes are always peeled at the enemy and the first sign of danger, the others are able to adjust to your warnings. 

You pride yourself on your magic and train accordingly. 

You have a very no nonsense attitude and often break up the bickering between Alucard and Trevor. 

You're so good at shutting them up that when a conversation between the three of you seems like it's about to escalate into an argument, all you have to do is flash them a look and they're quick to return it to normal. 

Though this doesn't mean you are without a sense of humor. 

Matching your sister's sass and goofing off with Alucard is one of your favorite pass-times. 

You've managed to make Trevor laugh quite a few times and Sypha thinks it's nice to see you loosen up around others. 

Alucard and Sypha ruffle your hair a lot. Get used to that.

On top of being sharp witted and strong, you share your sister's beauty. 

You two could be twins. The only really noticeable difference between the two of you is your more masculine features and you being slightly shorter. 

You have the cutest smile. (avoids Alucard's sword aiming at me for daring to say that about you and not his brother. )

You and your sister love to train together. 

You have ever since you were little. 

You often speak well of your grandfather, remembering all the times you've sat in his lap or caused trouble just to get his attention. 

He was a very sweet man and you missed him every day. 

Sypha gets a bit sad when you mention him so you're careful not to talk about him for too long. 

If she ever feels she isn't doing enough or that she's dragged you into her endeavors to beat Dracula, you always hug her and tell her you're grateful to be with her at all.

She's very protective of you as well. 

So expect her to bash some skulls in if anyone manages to harm you or take you away to get to her. 

She may be a calm young woman but her fiery determination is nothing to mess with when it comes to her family.

You really look up to Sypha and adore her fighting spirit. 

She loves you dearly and is always right behind you whenever things get too rough. 

You two are so alike that Trevor and Alucard pities anyone foolish enough to mess with you. You fight together on the same team and the end result won't be pretty.