#alucard x gender neutral reader

[mumsie-bangin]

Alucard moaned as you dragged the flat of your tongue against the base of his dick. His head falling back as his grip in your hair tightened.

In moments like this you'd almost expect him to be so much rougher,yet he manages to remain gentle.

Keeping your hands busy you run circles over his thigh, while the other massages the space between his balls and dick. Never leaving his gaze as he tries his best to continue looking at you.

So beautiful between his legs.

As you twirl your tongue over his swollen tip, he can swear hes seeing stars.

A broken moan leaving him that he immediatly tries to withhold, all whilst bucking his hips into your warm mouth.

Finally taking all of him in, you hollow your cheeks and immediatly feel him flinch.

Sucking until he cums into your mouth.

This man swears he blacked out that exact moment, only feeling that knot in his stomach uncoil.

From your perspective, it was beautiful to hear the dhampir you love leave out such whorish sounds.

Especially when hes been so shy to make any noise for you.

The salty taste lingers in your mouth after swallowing his cum. Kissing your way up to his face as his chest heaves.

You're about to start taking care of him, keeping a hand on him to let him know youre still there. His gaze unfocused and fucked out as he feels you shift, quickly getting a hold of your arm.

"Love, what is it?" You turned to a sight you couldnt have fantasized of better. Alucard. Fucked out, hair falling messily around his face, chest and shoulders in a beautiful shine of sweat as the sun bathes him in its warm quake.

"Darling, it hasnt even been your turn yet" he managed to articulate.

[aroseinasnowstorm]

I would die for some jealousy or protective HCs for Alucard and Walter! If you don’t want to do both, I have a preference for Alucard 🥰

No clue if you wanted old or younger Walter, you gonna give me details people or I will just let my daddy kink play into this okay-

TW: It honestly is in the title pals- Yandere vibes, especially for Alucard, self-doubts, depression mention, self-loathing...

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Jealous/Protective Walter

I think Younger! Walter would definitely be more possessive in the sense of- honestly this guy would be insecure okay. He would be rather needy of your attention and affection.

Listen he pretens he´s the big boss by smoking and bossing Alucard around already as a CHILD, when he grows older definitely is less sassy as a whole but I think that still lingers.

I think he wouldn´t be shy to show you that he cares for you a lot, speaking gifts, doing nice little things for you... and honestly all he wants in return is your attention

He definitely is affectionate in public, once you showed that you are interested in him too, he just always has his arm wrapped around you

Once you are in a relationship I think it is going to decrease a little. He isn´t going to glare at everyone anymore who just dares to breathe the same air as you but he still doesn´t like it when you are too affectionate with others

Honestly I think older Walter would be vice versa somehow? Depends on your age really- If you are (a lot) younger than him I think he would try to not be too jealous

You are young! Your life is still ahead of you! Don´t waste it with an old man as himself!

But if you are his age or once you just made clear that you really want that old butler well I think things are going to change

He is going to become more jealous with time and definitely doesn´t like you being too close friends with people who are definitely interested in you

He just wants you for himself and competition in his old days isn´t really something he is keen of

Definitely shows his love through acts of service and proving you that you don´t need anyone else but him

Jealous/Protective Alucard

Honestly this man always gives me predator vibes as a whole

Even when he interacts with people he cares for it´s always just him pushing everyones limits and enjoying to make others squirm

He can be very much an asshole and I think he would be rather jealous from the start

Not that he doesn´t trust you! He just doesn´t trust everyone else and honestly, he doesn´t trust himself a lot either. I mean it is evident that he is suffering from depression and self-loathing so the moment he finds someone who can make him feel better about himself?

Consider yourself taken love

Maybe he actually would try to keep his distance at first, kind of same opinion about this as older Walter, though I doubt your age difference would be the first thing in his mind

Rather that he is a vampire and you? Well even if you were a vampire or something equally as impressive he still would be worried because he feels as if he destroys everything and everyone he ever felt affection towards

So once you managed to worm your way into his heart you aren´t going anywhere anytime

He is very jealous, of whatever takes your time away from him

It´s especially horrible with other people, he is just always going to loom behind you like a shadow which scares off most people. Maybe he likes that, that others avoid you a little because of him

He isn´t a good person, he never claimed to be, he doesn´t call himself monster just to be self-degrading but because it is the truth

But he very much loves you and he will keep you safe against any form of harm. So if you don´t mind having Alucard glued to your side 24/7 and spend most of your time with him... well then you will enjoy this relationship a lot

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[godlyaffection]

Good Night

(Castlevania) Trevor, Sypha, and Alucard x Gn Reader

Cuddling with your lovers was the best thing you could think of doing before you fall asleep for the night. Even if they like to bicker with each other.

No Warnings

Seeing all three of your partners cuddled up on Alucard's bed was a sight to see. Especially when Alucard looked squished into the middle against his will. His face was scrunched up and he had this weird look on his face. One that told you that he was trying his hardest to act like he didn't like what was happening but was clearly failing greatly at that. 

A loud laugh came from you as you shook your head at your partners. 

“Don’t laugh at me,” Alucard groaned, causing Trevor to roll his eyes and Sypha to start giggling. 

“I didn’t want this.” He continued.

“Oh really? Well if you don't want this,” you said, gesturing to Trevor and Sypha. “Then I suppose we could all go to one of the spare rooms and stay there for the night.” 

Trevor and Sypha laughed at your comment, and Alucard rolled his eyes. They all knew you were joking, so there was no movement to actually leave the grumpy vampire, but it was still fun to tease him. You kicked off your shoes and made your way closer to the bed, ready to squeeze in with your lovers anywhere you could fit. 

Sypha scooted over, making room between her and Alucard. Sypha liked to be on the outside most of the time, and you did not mind being in the middle so she knew this was a favored way to sleep for you all. You crawled onto the bed, a bit awkwardly, but none of your lovers seemed to want to make it easier for you so you managed by yourself. 

Sypha wrapped herself around you, her arm draping over your chest so she could still be touching Alucard with her hand. Trevor placed his hand on top of Sypha’s which prompted you and Alucard to do the same. Sypha laughed, which you could only assume was at the three of you being so touchy. 

“You three are hopeless.” She said, still laughing. 

“Yeah, well I got stuck in the worst spot, so don’t complain about me wanting to touch you all.” Trevor responded, his head still resting on Alucard's shoulder. 

“I’m sorry, would you like to be in the middle?” Alucard said, sarcastically. 

“Don’t even think about moving.” You chimed in, making Trevor laugh and Alucard smile. 

You scooted in closer to Alucard, making Sypha groan and adjust herself too. Her head nuzzled into the side of your neck and her cheek rested half way on your shoulder. You could feel her relaxing completely against you, which you took as her way of actually preparing to sleep.

“Good night.” Her words were soft, but everyone heard it. 

You smiled and leaned your head against hers. Mumbling a “sleep well” back at her, which was quickly followed by Alucard and Trevor's good nights. Alucard leaned his head down to kiss your head and then Trevors, trying his best to not move too much in the process. 

And then you closed your eyes, ready to drift off into a hopefully peaceful sleep surrounded by your lovers.

[emjae]

we'll be alright

alucard x gn!reader

takes place in the szn2 finale of castlevania when alucard bids sypha and trevor goodbye. luckily, he won't be guarding castlevania and the belmont hold alone.

1.6k words

tw: much fluff, angsty ending, sypha refers to you as "them" once, descriptions of dracula's death, trevor has like,,, barely any lines, alucard crying bcs thats how i roll AND function, pre-established marriage, yes he's your husband bcs i said so, errr one middle finger from yours truly but thats about it

"Are you sure you don't want to come with Trevor and I?" Sypha asks you for the third time today, obviously hoping you'd change your mind, say yes, and jump into the carriage. With a hearty laugh, you shake your head.

"For the last time, Belnades, yes. And I'll be fine, trust me," you smile softly, your hands in hers. The ginger frowns but nonetheless respects your decision. She pulls you in for a tight hug and bunches your shirt in her smaller hands as she buries her face into your chest. Your smile grows softer as your hands rest behind her head. "Take care of that stinky son of a bitch for me, yeah?"

The Belnades pulls away with a laugh and wipes away a tear with a small nod. "Alright. While I do that, I trust that catty son of a bitch for me." The both of you laugh, grabbing the attention of Trevor and Alucard who had their own conversation a few feet away from the both of you. "I'll have a word with Alucard for a moment. Again, take care," Sypha smiles, a gesture you return.

You watch as she took off to push Trevor aside harshly to talk with Alucard. A hearty laugh leaves you as the larger man walks over to you with a grumble, deciding to occupy himself by packing the last of their cargo.

Joining him, you lean on the carriage while watching him struggle to do the simple task. Trevor always amused you.

"It's going to be hard getting used to you and Alucard not hissing at each other every five minutes," you hum. Trevor grunts as he finally gets the two bags in the cart. He sighs and drops his arms to his sides and gives you a look; one of confusion.

"We've been together for days. I don't get where you're coming from," he mumbles, uncharacteristically fidgeting with his fingers. You copy his confused look.

"Yeah, well. Both of you wouldn't stop slapping each other's hands like a bunch of bitchy, young girls," you snort. "It was easy getting used to that, but I doubt it'll be the same for when you and Belnades are gone.

The Belmont stares at you for a moment before looking away. He mutters something under his breath—something you luckily caught.

"Yeah, I guess I'll miss you too."

You break into a wide smile before a snort stops you. You did your best to fight a laugh at Trevor's out-of-character confession but very visibly, and audibly, failed. Another loud laugh escapes you, one that had you stomping your feet and hitting the frame of the carriage as you doubled over; stomach and cheeks and throat aching with tears glossing over your crinkled eyes.

Trevor huffs and averts his gaze, obviously embarrassed by your outburst. From behind him, Sypha and Alucard peer over to see you gasping for breath on the ground. Never have they ever seen you laugh like an invisible entity was tickling you mercilessly. It was definitely a sight. Sypha throws Alucard another one of her soft smiles before running over to you.

"Yeesh, Trevor. What did you say that made them like . . . this?"

"Nothing, don't mind it. Just get on," he rolls his eyes and offers you a hand, one you took while still hysterically laughing. The former noble walks over to the opposite side Sypha sat, grabbing ahold of the reins.

Just when a cough tickled your throat, the blond half-vampire walks over to pat your back. With a relieved sigh and a thank-you, you place your hand in Alucard's while he guides you over to Sypha's side of the carriage.

The Speaker and you watch as Trevor waved a bye to the blond next to you only to receive a middle finger from the said man. Your stomach had already hurt from laughing so much, so all you could do was snort at the interaction. Sypha, on the other hand, giggled.

"Ah."

"Fuck you."

All four of you let out one final laugh together before Trevor turned to look ahead. He raises the hands that gripped the reins before bringing them down abruptly. "Come on, boy."

You and Alucard listened and watched as the horses clopped away, a linger of a sad gaze fixated on the back of the carriage. A calloused hand grips your shoulder softly when Trevor reaches out his hand to the side to wave you two once more before retracting it.

A sigh leaves you. Not one that would escape you after a good laugh, or a refreshing drink, or a fulfilling meal. No. For once, it was one of sadness.

You didn't know Belmont and Belnades for very long, but you—all of you became good friends over time. Defeating Dracula wasn't easy, especially for you and Alucard. The man was a bit of a father figure to you. You saw through his death with your husband. You watched your husband drive the bedpost deeper and deeper into your in-law with a scowl and wide eyes. You watched the stake pierce through the black cloak your in-law always wore.

Despite being a vampire yourself and never feeling cold, a shudder thrummed throughout your entire body. At that moment, you could hear and feel your heartbeat. When you walked towards Dracula's unmoving body to see no signs of life, you looked up to Alucard with wide eyes. He had the same expression.

My boy. Dracula barely whispered when he realized all three of you crash-landed into Alucard's childhood room. My boy and my dear girl.

The greatest gift you ever gave to me, he whispered as he turned to the portrait of Lisa, your mother-in-law. And I'm killing him.

Slowly, he trails his eyes to you; the eyes that were drained of bloodlust but now of realization and horror. Horror that he was killing his only two children.

You shake your head, forcing yourself out of your reverie. Looking ahead, the vehicle Sypha and Trevor had boarded was nothing but a dot at the end of the road. You look up to Alucard who stared at the ground, unmoving.

You shifted so you'd take up his vision instead of the gravel below you two, making the dhampir smile. "Why don't we just head back to the castle, hm? We have quite a mess to clean up," you whisper, running your thumb over his cheek. The small gestures you did was something Alucard always found endearing.

He nods with a smile before taking your hand in his, making a beeline towards the castle.

Your trip was quiet, brisk. You'd often look over to check on your beloved, only to see him deep in thought, eyes blankly watching Castlevania inch closer and closer, grow bigger and bigger with every step

When the two of you finally made it to the entrance now rid of the dead bodies (but not of the clutter), you let Alucard walk ahead of you. You walked a step slower than him and stopped when he did. He kept his yellow gaze on the staircase for a few minutes before grabbing your hand. He ran his own along the railing as you two ascended, striding to Dracula's study, side-by-side, hand-in-hand.

"Is this how the castle felt to you," he whispered, as if asking the ghost of his father, "before my mother first arrived at your door?" You frown at this, gripping his hand tighter. He returns the action back in less than a heartbeat.

Alucard enters the study first, fixing his mother's fallen portrait and setting the velvet chair up to face the door and its frame that you leant on. You decided to fix the books which had fallen off of the shelves, leaving your spouse to his own devices.

The room was quiet. Deafeningly so that it made your ears ring. Despite having the books and shelves to distract you, your husband still lured you to look away from your chore to look at him.

A shaky sigh resounded in the room, and it wasn't yours. Swiftly pushing a book into the shelf, you catch sight of Alucard crying.

You take in a sharp inhale as you run over to kneel in front of him, wiping his tears. Your husband keels over to hide his vulnerable self behind his blond hair and pale hands, hoping that you'd maybe leave him alone.

But the both of you knew that's not what he wanted.

Sobs and gasps leave and enter him, shaking his entire body like a fragile leaf fighting against the harsh winds. Standing up, you tower over him and wrap your arms around him—his own darting around your waist.

Your dear, heartbroken husband cried against your stomach, wanting to skip ahead of time to where he's over his father and his mother's death. Maybe even his own—the death of a child who was once so bright and excited; a child who once had parents; a child who was innocent.

Tears spilled over your own eyes. Even you were unable to keep it together for your husband. He could feel you try to hold in a sob—a task that sounded so easy but was only easy to fail. Your hands curl around the yellow locks of Alucard's both of you weeped in mourning.

You let yourself melt onto his lap, placing his head on your shoulder for him to cry on. "We'll be alright," you whisper. "Not now." A kiss was placed on Alucard's pale temple. You let your lips linger there while you mumbled, "but soon. In a while—perhaps a long, long while." Another sob shakes Alucard, but that only makes you hold him tighter, closer. "But we'll be alright."

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Hi can I make a request of a love letters from Castlevania Yandere Vlad, Dracula tepes x gender, neutral, reader and Yandere Trevor Belmont x gender, neutral, reader and yandere Alecurd x gender, neutral, reader and I almost forgot can you make l sure that reader is human? Thank you 🙏❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Dear (Y/N),

In the endless and dark nights, where the moon reflects its light upon us, my heart, once frozen by time, finds warmth in the radiant and ephemeral presence that you are. It's as if destiny, in its mischief, brought us together, even knowing the barriers that the world imposes between us.

I am a being of the night, one who lives in the shadows and finds his shelter in the darkness. You are the light that permeates my existence, the reason why my eyes long for the sunrise.

My immortal being is enveloped by eternal loneliness, but in you, I find the promise of something deeper. A love that defies ages, that transcends the barriers between our divergent worlds.

I beg you to accept this heart immersed in darkness, ready to beat to the rhythm of your light. Allow me to be your guardian, your companion on this uncertain journey.

With eternal love,

Vlad.

My love,

I write this letter in the hope that it will find its way to you, just as my soul always finds yours, despite the darkness that surrounds us. Amid the endless battles against the creatures of the night, it is you who illuminates my heart.

Each night, when the cloak of darkness spreads over us, it is your image that guides me, bringing light to my dark days. Your smile is more radiant than the sun that never dared to touch our home.

As I lift my cross against the children of darkness, your love is my strongest protection, an impenetrable shield against the claws of evil. I feel fortunate to share my journey with you, a beacon of humanity in a world steeped in darkness.

Accept these words as an oath, an eternal commitment to protect and love you in the midst of the darkness. For as long as there is a breath of life in my being, your love will be my anchor in this hellish world.

All my love,

Trevor Belmont.

My sweet love,

I write these words with a heart full of emotions that I can barely contain. From the moment our paths crossed, my life changed in ways I could never have imagined. You brought light to the darkest corners of my existence, dispelling the darkness that consumed me for so long.

It is true that I am a being of the night, a dhampir whose destiny is marked by a nature that many consider threatening. Yet in your presence, I find a peace that goes beyond the barriers between our worlds. Your smile is the sun that illuminates my eternal darkness, and your understanding and acceptance make me feel human again.

I know the road before us is filled with challenges and obstacles that many do not understand. But together, I believe we can transcend the differences that separate us. I promise to protect you with all the strength I possess, even if it means fighting against my own being.

Every beat of my heart, although silent and dead, is a testimony to the deep love I have for you. Even if eternity separates us, know that your name will always be whispered in the most secret corners of my soul.

With all my love,

Alucard.

[infitsovermisfits]

(working title) Alucard x Reader

((posting to see if people would be interested in reading. Lol))

sOME info before we start: 

I know it’s fucking slow at times. I wanted to mimic the gothic style of writing where there’s pages of nothing but i cant physically write boring stuff that long or i die so :p

Gender-neutral reader!! I tried to keep them as genderless as possible to give everyone the same experience and be inclusive to everyone :) i love this man and so should you all

Going by Bram Stoker’s Dracula canon and Netflix show canon because this very quickly became an obsession of mine and i needed to get this out as fast as possible. I’ve never played the games (rip) so im sorry for any inaccuracies or anything like that :( this is largely self-indulgent and you can’t tell me what to do.

enjoy!

There was an uncharacteristic stillness in the air tonight. The crescent moon hid beneath swirling grey clouds, as footsteps slowly and rhythmically crunched through the path in the forest. White puffs of air crystallised and floated away in the cold, drifting from your lips as you huddled in the dark cloak around your shoulders. 

This wasn’t just a nice stroll through the forest. There were no more nice strolls through the forest- not since Dracula’s night creatures became a permanent threat in the darkness. Nowhere in the world was safe anymore, you reminded yourself. You were just as equally at threat here, in the middle of a forest, as you were in your bedroom. You knew that first-hand. 

The sudden rustle of birds taking off, high into the sky startled you into freezing in place, chest rising and falling in utter fear as you watched the birds disappear into the sky. If you didn’t freeze to death soon, surely your heart would give out by the time you found any shelter. Standing like this, under the fragmented shadows of the bare trees, you never felt more alone. 

A low growl brings your attention to two glistening blood-red eyes. This was it. Your death staring into your soul and baring its fangs, saliva pooling under its slow and careful steps. Hunger coursed through its veins and the only thing repeating in its brain was to kill every human.

As quickly as you could, you yanked the silver dagger from its holster under the cloak, backing away slowly as more of the creature revealed itself. Wolfish in form, its mouth stretched uncharacteristically wide for such a creature. It’s heckles stood quill-like and its six, scurrying paws reminded you of an insect. Heart hammering in your chest as it let out a deep roar, you could only do one thing. Turn on your heel and run. 

Your urgent breaths; the sand, the gravel crunching beneath your feet; the fast-approaching six-legged creature just behind you. A sob escaped at the feeling of its hot breath tickling the back of your neck, droplets of saliva burning like hot acid against your freezing skin.

All around you, a tunnel of darkness led to a shadowy building at the end- though this felt like some cruel joke or illusion as it appeared farther and farther away. And then suddenly you were flying through the air. And then suddenly, your knees met the dirt. And then suddenly the creature crashed into you at full force, flying into the air and coming to a stop just a few meters ahead. 

Lifting yourself with a groan, you let out a wince as you collected yourself. While you remained, glued to the ground as if on a mouse trap, your eyes grew wide. In a matter of seconds, the creature was up and snarling, growling more. Snapping its jaw at you and revealing flashes of a pointed tongue, you scrambled to your feet. Your only salvation was behind it, though you had no doubt you’d be meeting your God through the jaws of the beast before you.

And now it was pouncing.

The only thing you thought to do was to raise the hand with the dagger up, shielding yourself with only your forearm. Expecting the sting of its sharp jaws to wrap around at any moment, you let your eyes open slowly at the sound of a metallic swing. 

A long, silver sword whirled through the air and suddenly pierced through the creature's head, pinning it to the floor like a toothpick. It gurgled some more, snarled once again and its hot, smelly breath expelled onto your face. At that, bile rose in your throat and all at once, the last scraps of your stolen bread emptied themselves from your stomach. 

“Oh dear,” Was the last thing you expected to hear in a surely haunted forest in the middle of the night. Here you were, moments ago, about to be eaten alive. And here was the most pleasant, soothing voice that’s ever met your ears. A man’s, monotone voice, seemingly void of emotion. You’d at least expect some witch, who now expected your everlasting loyalty to her in fear that she’d transform you into a familiar- though perhaps she was using this form of a… Beautiful man just to trick you into that. 

A frown lined his pale lips, appearing almost grey in such darkness. His complexion was the colour of moonlight, surrounded by swirls of golden hair. His grey eyes looked down upon you as he appeared to study you- an equally curious sight to him, it appeared. He was seemingly unaffected by the cold that rattled your bones- in tandem with fear- wearing only a white shirt, unbuttoned to reveal red scarring slashing his alabaster chest, and rolled up at the sleeves. It was neatly tucked into his pants, however, accentuating his slender appearance. There was a single blond curl across his forehead. He let out another sigh. Unlike you, he was breathing evenly, hardly exhausted from the slaughtered beast next to him. You could feel the still warm blood pooling beneath your arms, holding you up from the ground. 

Remaining silent for a few more moments, his expressions seemed to shift so quickly you could hardly make them out. Though you realised too late he was likely waiting for you to say anything, you were utterly speechless at the sight of him. Speechless, and entirely untrusting. Because why would such a beautiful man be here to rescue you? 

Perhaps he was thinking the same of you? Why anyone would find themselves so deeply lost in a forest like this at the beginning of winter? So far from their village too… Why on Earth had you found yourself here?

Unexpectedly, he shifted in his stance- where he was standing directly forward before, he stood sideways now- and even held out a hand. Though you took utterly too long to process that he was even offering you a slither of help, his expression didn’t change. He remained curious, observant, cautious. Lifting a blood-stained hand, it took you a moment to place it in his. Eyeing the dripping red liquid as it rolled down your arm, you grimaced. Glancing at his face to expect the same disgust reflecting back, you surprisingly didn’t find it. In fact, he moved his own hand forward so that when you lowered yours just slightly, it slotted into his. 

Despite the blood, you could feel the cold touch of his fingers. They wrapped around your hand securely and with surprising ease, he lifted you up off your feet. Steadying your shaking legs, you let out a few puffs of air, still trying to collect yourself. Eyeing the corpse of the night creature suspiciously for any movements, you felt his hand slide from yours as he examined the blood that you’d transferred to his palm-

“I’m so sorry,” You spoke, finally. His cold gaze shifted to yours, eyes just as lifeless as the creature next to you. Without saying anything, he whipped his palm on his pants. The blood still remained, 

“You humans don’t tend to venture this far into the woods on your own,” He spoke, and somewhere deep inside you, a warmth began to spread. Such a soothing voice from such a strange man who appeared out of thin air. Surely, he was a witches thing, “Not unless you are searching for death,” His eyes landed upon the creature who’d tried to eat you. Wordlessly, he now looked to you, 

“I wasn’t searching,” You answered his unspoken question, “I…” And you told yourself that the shaking voice, which just so happened to be yours wasn’t afraid but freezing cold. And the man before you stared, for a moment, before his brows slightly creased. You would have missed it if you blinked. But as much as you searched for a reason as to why you were exactly here, the words died on your tongue. Embarrassingly, you only let out a slight groan, before promptly shutting your mouth. When you swallowed, you could still taste the vomit. 

“You are far from home…” He pointed out, or was he thinking out loud? For such a quiet man, who appeared to calculate in his own mind so much before he spoke, he likely wouldn’t, “In the middle of the forests of Wallachia. The last I checked, unless you were a monster hunter, you wouldn’t venture so far into the night… Alone,” He looked from the creature to you with a curious gaze. Somehow, he began to slowly consume all of your thoughts until your mind was swirling. Who even was he? 

“Woruń,” You said suddenly, blinking in surprise, “I’m from Woruń,”

“You’ve made quite the journey,” He pointed out, and you could only nod as you dryly swallowed. With the twitch in his eyebrows again, you guessed he was conflicted. His head briefly turned to glance at the light at the end of this tunnel you stood stuck in. You took the chance to stare at his hair. In this light, it looked dull, its beauty dimmed by some darkness in the air. And all too quickly, he turned back to meet your still wide-eyed gaze. You stood so close to him. You should be able to feel his warmth, “There is a castle nearby. It belonged to Dracula Tepes. I will lead you to it,” He said. And without waiting for so much as a confirming nod from you, he turned and began to walk.

Two options were clearly laid out before you. To follow this man- your mystical saviour into the unknown castle of Dracula… Or meet your fate at the jaws of a creature such as the one bleeding below your feet. Stepping out of the line of the flowing blood, you looked back to the man. Without a second thought, you followed him. 

Wordlessly, you met his pace. You had no idea where to set your eyes upon- him; your feet; or the castle that was slowly being revealed to you. Still obscured by the shadows the branches held before it, as if trapped behind a cage of brambles, the man stepped forward and reached his arm out underneath them, pushing them up to allow you to duck under. As a thank you left your lips in a breath of crystalised, foggy air, your gaze became transfixed by the sheer magnificence of the building before you. 

Abnormally tall, the clouds swirl around the highest towers. Some appear only connected by thin bridges- floating in the air and defying all of the nature surrounding it. The slate gleams in the moonlight, its smooth surface shining in the soft blue way that night cradles the world. It looks like something out of a fairytale, yet simultaneously nightmarish. The iron bars that line some of the windows shine, and the ones that aren’t prison-like are composed in a mosaic fashion. 

From the sharp points, no flag flies. They seemingly only exist to pierce the sky, or at least threaten it to do so. There are a few walkways, and incomplete balconies. Entirely void of life, it looks so out of place among the shrubs and greenery of the nature surrounding it. It reminds you of the night creatures- or the apparent owner behind you. Finally, as your eyes pan across the giant metal doors, your eyes are transfixed by two rotting corpses upon wooden stakes, driven through their bodies and protruding from their mouths. Entirely naked, their greenish flesh is pecked at by ravens, and you swallow the lump in your throat as you cast a sideways glance at the man. At least he won’t attempt to eat you…

“It’ll be warmer inside,” He says, sensing your gaze that you quickly avert back to the castle. He walks forward and like a blind dog, you follow him slowly, keeping a few paces behind him. As you approach the steps, you eye one of the corpses- a woman. She smells, “Don’t mind them… It is a rather long story. Not one fit to tell a guest,” And this smooth voice seemingly enchants you further, as you find yourself continuing up the steps. You finally register a clicking and groaning sound, and turning to stare at the door you notice elaborate mechanisms involving wheels and cogs that work all on their own as they slowly open the doors. Though none of this makes sense to you, though it is all so unnerving, this stranger is too captivating to run from. Too beautiful to take your eyes off. Perhaps when he does kill you and stake you, it won’t be too bad. He comes to a stop and casts a glance over his shoulder to watch you slowly climbing up the steps, chest still heaving as you watch the doors fully open before him. 

Once you reach the final step, you stop to take it all in. And this stranger turns to face you, puts a hand over his breast and extends the other one with an open palm towards the castle. He bows, in an act that all too quickly surprises and oddly warms your stomach, like some good vodka, and speaks in a soft voice, 

“Welcome.”

[pininghermit]

A Persistent Shadow

Request: Ooh! Werewolf female or gender neutral s/o! S/o had been turned long ago but over the years learned to control it. . S/o probably met them after season two, and alucard is a bit of a jerk at first but warms up to them.(I imagine this is kind of how he acted towards Trevor, and he's acting like this due to wanting s/O's attention and from being lonely for so long) I imagine s/o to be chill personality wise.

Pairing: Adrian x GN reader

AN: I strike back with more angst. There will be part 2. Pls be patient with my monki brain. Also P.S I kinda strayed from the request but I hope this works.

Part 2

Adrian does not remember when he first met you. It had to be one of the unremarkable villages. But he did not meet you in a rowdy tavern or a smelly inn. He met you in a bleakly-lit field as you withered into the form of a werewolf.

It was a form unlike his own wolf form. Despite the sharp claws and precarious fangs, you were human. A beast and a human.

That night, Adrian did not leave the field for the comfort of a room. He waited in the field with his sword ready to get rid of the danger that you were to the village. And the next day, when your steps followed his, he did not care enough to grace you with his attention.

You followed him through unpaved roads of the forests, next to the chiming streams with a merry skip in your step. Like a shadow, you were quiet and persistent. Maybe Adrian needed that. A presence that did not offer the vain promises that the world had once offered. It was better this way…

You did not speak much. Not even his name. Neither Adrian nor you had addressed the weird routine of you following him. Throughout the day, you earnestly kept up with Adrian, and when the sun set towards the horizon, you stopped dead in your path. A sign that it was time to stop. In the past, Adrian had wandered away in the night, unstoppable until his legs gave away. But you were there to remind him of rest.

And when you made sure that Adrian did indeed stop, you would whip out all the dry wood that you gathered throughout the day. Twigs and dry grass were all that you could gather while following him.

While you set up the camp and lit the fire, Adrian hunted for the meal. It was a fair exchange. Just a fair exchange, he convinced himself. He allowed you to follow to make sure that none were harmed by your actions. He would not hesitate to kill you as he had done to many others. This is what Adrian promised himself.

Days turned into nights, and weeks turned into months. Through rain, snow, or blistering heat, you followed Adrian. Over time, Adrian learned of your subtle movements. The shine in your eyes when he purchased your favorite spice or the slight hesitation in your steps on the nights of the full moon.

Yet, you were quiet. Adrian knew only of your pained groans as you transformed. This one had been especially painful. Adrian had heard your bones shift and move under the command of your curse. Your breathing had been labored, and sweat lined your body as you panted the entire night. You were exhausted by the morning. Unresponsive to the rays of the Sun that usually woke you up. "Hey mutt," Adrian kicked you with his boot. Your slouched form barely moved despite the force he used. Bleary eyes gazed back at him as you tried stretching your sore arms.

A questioning look filled your eyes as you became more and more aware of your surroundings. Your eyes scanned him for any signs of hurt with a worried look. "Nothing happened," Adrian answered your silent question. Your tense muscles relaxed. "Now go and shower; you smell awful more than you already do," with another kick to your bicep Adrian walks away from your lying form.

He does not want to see care for him in your eyes. Nor does he want you to consider him anything more than your doom.

That day you return to him with freshly showered hair, a brand new tunic with a color so blue that it fades the majestic summer sky, and a subtle lingering fragrance of jasmine. There is a smile in your eyes as you make your way to him.

Adrian can't help but notice how beautiful your hair looks as it clings to your face and your neck. How much the color blue complements you. Or the fragrance of jasmine that seems to become a second scent to you. He almost catches his own lips morphing into a smile.

And no, Adrian does not think it is adorable when you shake your wet head like a dog.

Caught in the turmoil of his surging emotions, Adrian sighs in relief at the sight of the nearest town. Weaving through crowded streets, he feels your presence beside him, staying close despite the rush.

A sense of unease fills his heart as he steps closer to his destination. Unaware, you naively follow him. But for the first time, your steps falter. A sudden jolt as you finally catch up with the dimly lit area of the town. An area full of scantily clad women and perverse men. The red district of the town.

Adrian feels the intensity of your gaze on his back as he steps closer to a brothel that looks like nothing but a breeding ground for diseases and illegitimate children. His own heart beats faster than ever.

A necessary evil, he reasons with himself. It would be better for you to know better. To break any hope. Lost in his thoughts, Adrian stops when he feels a tug. Turning back, he sees you holding onto his sleeve. Looking him in the eyes, you desperately shake your head.

There is an unsaid plea in your eyes, similar to one he had once possessed. However, Adrian does not answer your request. Shrugging away your fragile hold, Adrian dusts his sleeve. His eyes try to evade the hurt look in your eyes.

"Who would want a monster like you?" there are tears now. Adrian clenches his fist as he steels himself against your pain. "Not even a whore would want you. Not with this stupid tunic or the most potent fragrance. No one would want you." He hears it then, the painful sigh he has heard from your lips a million times before. Only this time it is quieter and more vulnerable than ever.

He does not know how long you continue standing there or if you leave at the very first noises of his pleasure that you would have heard with your hearing. But the next day, you are gone. The only pieces of you that are left behind are the bunched-up blue tunic under a tree and the dainty bottle of fragrance that you spent your meager coin on.

Left alone with the familiar hollow of his own thoughts, Adrian carefully holds on to your belongings, putting them under the safety of his own. He had succeeded. But even the success felt so worthless, so bland.

Walking on the solitary path, Adrian did not allow himself to turn even once. He did not give himself the satisfaction of looking for you or following the trail of your fading fragrance. Instead, he walked until his feet stumbled over the wayward roots of the unlit forest. And as he lay there in the dark, he could not help but reminisce the warmth of your fire. "Come back," he wanted to plead. "I was bad," he was sure you would return.

In his dreams, he allowed himself to imagine what it would have been like if he had walked away from the brothel. If he could take back his words and tell you the truth.

So for months, Adrian mourns for what could have been love. It had to be love. It was his love and yours. Incomplete yet so beautiful in its memories.

And when months later his heart stops the moment he catches a glimpse of you, you scurry around the town with a stream of shrieking children following behind you. Your hair is braided with jolly dandelions, albeit in crooked braids.

Your carefree smiles at the children pierce his heart. Adrian had mourned for your loss. He had lamented his actions and spent months in the ruin of his thoughts. But you seemed so untouched by any despair.

An ugly rage fills Adrian. Call it envy, pride, or arrogance, but it is too late before he marches out of the town. However, it is not before he stops by the village chief with a small letter.

A letter that warns the chief of your truth. Consumed by the flames of revenge, Adrian does not ponder before he leaves the town.

A twisted part of him makes him stay by the village outskirts, waiting for you. He would gladly rescue you, and then you would come to him. Your smiles would be his, and your path would once again align with his.

Smiling, Adrian closes his eyes under the vast sky.

But you do not come running to him. Neither does he hear anything from the villagers. When he tries looking for you in the paths he had once seen you, he finds nothing but silence. Somehow, you have vanished from the face of the Earth.

The only remaining evidence of your presence that Adrian finds is the bulging bag of coins on the village head’s desk.

[mumsie-bangin]

My simping for alucard is moreso yearning and wanting to love him to his fullest . Which i see i also feel the same towards my partners irl. So have this ramble about the reader rambling to alucard out of nowhere abour their love to him.

Alucard x reader [Yearning for him]

Lying on your side, you study alucard as he lays in the moss beneath you both. The light fleeting through the trees , enriching the forest floor with golden shimmers and dust particles dancing alongside it.

His blouse slightly open, hairl sprawled and weaven golden. Lashes blonde and long , moving with every shift of his eyes as he reads the book hes been telling you all about.

You slither yourself around him, and press your face into his neck. Almost caught off guard he looks at you, smiling and wrapping an arm around you. Not thinking much of it.

"I love you, dear.-"

You rise to look at him and smile at his words. He almost freezes at the sight. Your hair slightly a mess, light hitting your eyes and skin perfectly from above. Leaving you almost glowing , words couldnt really describe how he felt. But it was like a deer in headlights.

You reach to cup his face as he lays there, looking down at him. The light framing you and protecting his eyes from the sunlight.

"Every part of you leaves me in awe. Love. "

Your Hands travelling down his chest , one remaining in its position. Comfortingly brushing your thumb over his cheek. Laughing at his statement

"Now imagine how I feel, i'd say we're both benefiting from this"

He laughs. God, its silly to express yet. Your heart swells simply cus, he laughs.

[stubborn-plague]

ℑ𝔫𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℜ𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔡𝔢

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[emjae]

it could be worse?

five x gn!reader

you suffer an injury, a very bad one that involves a missing limb. your cranky best friend and partner lectures you as he does first aid on you before you take off and as he does, you try to contrast his pessimism! something that's not working . . .

0.2k words

tw: arguing/bickering bcs five is always grumpy, mentions of injuries (not descriptive, no blood mentioned whatsoever), mentions of decapitation, mentions of death, one or two cuss words methinks? that's all!

*this can be viewed as a romantic or platonic relationship!

“What did I tell you?”

“To not do anything stupid?”

“To not do anything stupid! And what did you do?”

“Do something stupid.”

Your cranky subordinate, Five, pinched the bridge of his nose between his pointer finger and thumb, clearly stressed. You snicker at his reaction, groaning at the pain in your shoulder as Five tightened the tourniquet. Your arm was now non-existent, having been chopped cleanly off by your guys’ opposing before finishing the little fucker off. The opponent now laid unmoving, their decapitated head awkwardly facing the two Commissioners.

“Don’t laugh. Nothing’s funny,” he hisses, to which you laugh at despite being told not to.

Five finished off the tourniquet, leaving you to mutter a small thank you. “I mean hey, it could be worse?” you shrug, immediately regretting the action when pain shot up through your side. The man named after a number furrows his brows and widens his eyes, clearly not amused.

“You just had your arm cut off! What do you mean it could be worse?!” he practically screeches, not having any of this.

“Hey, man, I’m just trying to be optimistic!” you flick his forehead with your only hand as you said this, “both arms could be gone? Maybe a leg or all of my limbs?! I’m the one with the missing arm here, I’m supposed to be the one freaking out!”

“Well, you’re freaking out right now!”

“I know and your yelling isn’t making it better!”

“Gah, you’re impossible–” Five inhales sharply, throwing his head back and shutting his eyes in hopes of getting rid of his growing migraine. He stands up and wipes his bloody hands on his pants. “Stay here, I’m getting the briefcase, alright?”

“Fine. You better hurry, I’m hungry.”

“Fuck you, ‘cause so am I.”

[a-5-m-0-d-3-u-5]

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[wyyvernn]

Can I ask for a story with Yanderes! Sypha, Trevor and Alucard, where they fall in love with the reader. Maybe the reader is from our universe and somehow went to their universe, and with that she asks for help to get back to her universe

A/n: gotta love uni shifters, nothing more satisfying to write than a reader who belongs in another universe, or i guess in another time. Also yan!trio? Today's my day. (Actually I've held off on this request for months because I didn't know how to approach it til now)

Will keep this gender neutral as always <3

Pairing/s: Yan!Alucard/Yan!Sypha/Yan!Trevor x modern!reader

Warnings: the usual disturbing yandere content

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They had never seen someone so strange and out of place in their world, let alone befriend such a stranger. Although, with time they've learned to drop that word and opt for pet names far friendlier.

A friend, a partner, another pair of arms here to help them on their quest to defeating the most powerful antagonist of the land.

But you didn't feel like either of those things.

Not when you're sure they don't trust you, not when they whisper to each other behind your back. Their lack of including you in their group conversation at times made you feel like an outcast.

They whisper, they glare, their eyes glow with an unknown emotion you can't quite place your finger on but it can't be any thing good with the way they're acting.

Sypha has to be the least weird of the three. Her affections are warm and her words are as consoling as her gaze, and you often welcome her hugs when you're feeling homesick.

Yet these days, you only let her touch you out of politeness, to avoid the risk of pushing her away and causing something that does not need to be unleashed.

Still, her hands no longer press warmth against your skin, they burn and scald, at least it feels that way.

Trevor is bold and boisterous and obnoxious, and he's everything you don't want to be around. An arm is often thrown around your shoulder, an action you make quite a fuss over despite the brute ignoring you and pulling you tighter against his side.

"Really, I'm fine."

"You're bloody freezing, shut up and get warm with me."

You're about to protest but it's a battle you lose against the menacing glare he sends you from the corner of his eye. You sigh and Trevor wraps his fur shawl around the both of you. He seems to be more smug than usual, carrying a smirk that he sends Alucard from across the camp fire, who glares back at the two of you. You roll your eyes between the competitive stares.

The wonderful thing about Alucard is that he always seems to know what others are feeling, whether that's a good thing or a downright terrifying thing depends on the situation. In this case it's both.

You let him comfort you the next morning, reassuring you that if that annoying Belmont tries anything like that again, you can always trust Alucard to shove him off you.

The thing is you don't trust him, you don't trust anyone here. You only came to them a couple of weeks back and already they seem to have some possessive claim over you.

Still, you can't just leave them. You don't know this world, you don't know where to go or where is safe. The trio has been helpful thus far and even if trust isn't quite something you can give them yet, it's something that can possibly grow in time. You can at least be grateful for the protection you've received.

The next few weeks go by like what you would call back home, a rollercoaster. Some days were utter shit, the nights even shitter and ruined further by rain and night creatures ambushing the camp. Sypha obliterated them all. Whether it was her newfound motivation to protect you made her stronger all of the sudden or her irritation of being woken up by a monster screaming loudly in the distance pissed her off and caused her to blow torch it's entire fucking head off. You don't know but you think it might have been both. She snuggled with you afterwards, her scent strong with flowers and just a tinge of burning campfire smoke flooding your nostrils. Intoxicating. And quite frankly, draining.

Other days were pleasant.

The trio would leave you alone mostly, which you were thankful for. And yet, the whispers and stares started up again, prompting the hairs of your neck to stand on an end.

You couldn't bare it any longer.

You wanted to leave.

You needed to leave.

And you decide to tell them about it. Big mistake.

Night always comes quicker than day. Belmont offers his warmth again and you muster up a little more confidence to refuse him, much to his chagrin, and to Alucard's relief.

You roll your eyes again, and go to stand in front of the campfire. facing the trio. Your posture gets the attention of them all. Sypha places down her book to focus on your face, Alucard ceases caressing the hilt of his sword and Trevor finishes a bite of the fish he caught in the afternoon.

"Uhm, so. I'm sure you all know how grateful I am for your continued support. The past month has been great and I'm glad to have met you all instead of someone less kind."

You hate to lie but it's for the best, you muse.

"But-"

"Welp, that doesn't sound good," mutters Trevor, and Sypha lightly hits his arm.

"Trevor, let them finish!"

You clear your throat and direct your attention to your feet, unable to face them now that you lost a bit of your confidence.

Sypha nods with a smile, encouraging you to continue.

Without wasting anymore time, you end up blurting out the last part of your speech.

"I'm going to leave here first thing in the morning."

You carry the silence on your shoulders like a burden, it weighs heavily on your bones, and you realise that maybe you should've just left because now their gazes threaten to impale a hole through your skull.

Trevor is the first to rise from his tree stump, his stance akin to that of a stalking tiger, but god those piercing eyes, that excruciating glare; the very things that urge you to flee as soon as possible. Alucard is even more dreadful; his fangs flashing behind his lips in warning, tongue running over the tips of his teeth while Sypha, the worst of all, warms a scorching heat in her palms, watching, waiting for movement in your step.

You swallow a small gulp, rethinking things. Clearly you can't win. You did have some idea of that before but now that it's been shoved head on in your face, you back down reluctantly, meekly. Their postures loosen with your next words and signs of submission.

"-Is what I was thinking before," you continue, feeding their ears each word slowly, cautiously.

"And now?" Alucard tilts his head, brow rising in question.

"W-well," you trip over your words. Fuck, are they really so terrifying as to throw off your speech?

"I've had a bit of a reevaluation, what with the whole me being from another universe and all, I could maybe, stay just a little longer."

Sypha's smile returns to her lips, tugging you into her open arms.

"Oh, I'm so glad-"

"But just for another month, I really need to get back to my world and need all of your help doing so...please."

Of course, they would say. And nod, and smile, and promise after another long, dreaded silence. But even you had a feeling that they wouldn't be so eager to lend their support, at least not to find a way to return you back to where you came from. If anything, they would find a way to keep you with them.

Forever.

[autumnywinter]

Masterlist

New works below

Degrees of Lewdity:

Harper x Reader (NSFW featuring afab reader)

Genshin Impact:

Ayato, Baizhu, Kaeya, Kaveh, and Wriothesley as yandere exes (short headcanons)

Baizhu x Reader (short kidnapping fic)

Pantalone x Reader (NSFW, AFAB reader)

Hazbin Hotel:

Vox x Reader (reader escapes)

Stardew Valley:

Elliott x Reader (yandere headcanons)

Elliott x Reader (NSFW featuring gender neutral reader)

Elliott x Reader (finding out he's a yandere)

Older works below

Bungou Stray Dogs:

Chuuya x Reader (kitsune chuuya)

Dazai x Reader (reader trained to act like a house-spouse)

Dazai x Reader (sick reader)

Dazai x reader (kitsune dazai)

Castlevania:

Alucard x Reader (platonic + parental alucard)

Alucard x Reader (platonic + parental)

Fire Emblem: Three Houses:

Dimitri x Reader (failed escape)

Genshin Impact:

Childe x Reader (childe messing with you)

Diluc x Reader (maid reader)

Kaeya x Reader x Xiao (headcanons)

Venti x Reader (reader avoiding venti)

Zhongli x Reader (caged reader)

My Hero Academia:

Aizawa x Reader x Hizashi (after kidnapping)

Bakugo x Reader (failed escape attempt)

Bakugo x Reader (failed escape attempt pt 2)

Dabi x Reader (king of underworld dabi)

Hawks x Reader (failed escape attempt)

Hawks x Reader (staying at Hawks' place during a snowstorm)

Hawks x Reader (reader is afraid of the dark)

Shinso x Reader (cecaelia shinso)

Mystic Messenger:

Jumin x Reader (maid reader)

The Arcana:

Julian x Reader (julian being possessive and insecure)

Julian x Reader (reader who gets into trouble)

Lucio x Reader (lucio being lucio)