#adrian

[the-fridge-orange]

[newbuddylove]

[samsonofapollo]

The messenger bag had been an option from the jump, but after Adrian had lifted his shirt to make a basket - Samson just let him have it. Piling them into the bag though - careful not to squeeze them - he was already thinking about the offering he'd make, and the little gifts he could make for his friends. "Here," Samson offered Adrian one for himself, "fruit of your labour." He snickered at that.

"I think eventually I'm somewhat bound to learn my way around the woods." Which was to say that he'd likely run out of excuses to make to spend time together and the last thing he'd want to feel like was an imposition. "But likewise," perpetually complicating things in his own head, that was probably never going to change, "you know where to find me."

A simple shake of his head. "I don't think he'd wanted to be a father, especially not a single father. He barely had time for me so finding someone else to bring into the household was out of the question. As soon as I was old enough to take care of myself and get out of the way, I did." He checked in on the old man every once in a while, but nothing had changed with him, ever.

As was usually the case, the walk back seemed to go much faster than the walk forward. They were on the outskirts of camp before Adrian had fully processed it. Adrian sighed, his battery pretty low but not being all that bent out of shape about it. "We're back. You have what you wanted and you're safe. Oh, here-"

He held out his shirt, offering up the figs for him to take.

"If you ever need my help again, let me know."

[soaringdove]

"I won't let you do it. I grieve with you, but I won't let you commit genocide."

[thestudfarm]

Adrian

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[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.🌚

[pigdemonart]

Yes i do love redesigning characters over and over again why do you ask

I’m glad Fatima hasnt made an appearance yet because this design for her is truly my favorite… her eyes look so big.

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Joan Crawford photographed by George Hurrell, 1934.

[trailblazey]

you took the wrong turn at the wrong time

[pertsovvka]

I don’t know what it is

[the-fridge-orange]

adrian if he was in the rapunzel twst event

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[beebundt]

omg i don't think i ever posted this.

family photo in our campaign as of currently, everyone's fucked up dealing with a zombie apocalypse rn & newfound childcare lmao + a small doodle of teen firbolg npc we met, vaehreim! i love them

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Stone Lagoon

August, 2016