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beevean · 2 months
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Dracula and Rosaly accepting Hector in a world that doesn't, and protecting him from commoners who mistrust him. However, Dracula cared about what Hector was - a powerful cursed human who could learn the most forbidden of dark arts, while Rosaly cared about who Hector was - a mysterious yet kind and helpful person.
Dracula denying Hector's humanity to allow him to live among demons, and convincing him he is one. Rosaly appreciating Hector's humanity, but ignoring his dark past.
Dracula filling Hector's head with notions about how God hates his own creations and won't be there to help him (he will :) ) and how power is the one thing that matters. Rosaly being a full, devoted Christian that believes in the strength of mankind so much that she manages to convince Hector as well.
Dracula caring so much about Hector's life that he organized an expedition to find him again, although only not to waste his powers, and ready to punish him in case he had betrayed him. Rosaly caring so much about Hector's life that she searched for him when he ran away from home and was nearly dying after fighting Isaac, because she was seriously concerned for his wellbeing.
He, the mighty Dark Lord, stayed in the castle and sent Isaac. She, a normal young woman, ventured into the forest all by herself.
They both indirectly died because they wanted Hector with them this much.
Rosaly's sole presence dispelling Dracula's curse, his nefarious influence from beyond the grave. Hector musing that he was going to die together with Dracula, until Rosaly saved his life.
Hector being the best General on Dracula's side. Hector being a common househusband to Rosaly. Both of them cherish him, but in such different ways.
Hector being used as a tool and ordered around by Dracula no matter what he thought. Hector being free to be whoever he wants to with Rosaly.
Hector giving his life for them without hesitation. Hector serving Dracula out of gratitude for being allowed to live. Hector saying that he would give his life for Rosaly "without forgiveness or atonement", and technically doing so when he goes on a revenge quest for her.
Hector being ready to let himself die after betraying Dracula, even musing the irony of dying together. Hector being ready to let himself die after avenging Rosaly, because he felt he had no reason to live anymore.
Hector attempting to pay Rosaly with what little he has, his belt, because he can't conceive someone being kind to him without reason - Dracula requested his services in exchange for being allowed to live, after all.
Hector clutching Rosaly's ribbon as he thinks one last time about Dracula.
Hector dressing with his old Devil Forgemaster uniform in the game, the one given to him by Dracula and complete with the crest, but completing it wrapping Rosaly's ribbon to his waist.
Hector rejecting the notion that his old Master was right about humans and judging them, because Rosaly showed him what humanity is actually made of.
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the-crow-binary · 18 hours
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Have a little piece of Adrian visiting Hector one night, after Dracula did first... :)
For the bestie @beevean 😘
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Random question: does it happen to you that you gradually start to see a ship you love with a completely different dynamic?
When I first entertained the thought of Hecula, it was clear in my mind that it was 100% onesided: Dracula is obsessed with Hector, Hector hated those forced attentions and felt like a prisoner. This is how I imagined the Bride AU, as Hector being forced in the role of a "bride" and hating the scorn that came from the rest of the castle. This is also because back then, I believed that Hector canonically didn't think much of his Lord - a superficial reading that missed the small details and the peculiar choice of words in Japanese :P
But then brain started to think "but what if 🥺 what if hector 🥺 loved his lord too 🥺 and he was happy with him 🥺 and he kissed him sometimes 🥺", and then I uhhhhhh never stopped lol. It's still not a cutesy dynamic because it's so unbalanced it's not even funny (jk it is lol), but it comes easier to me now to imagine Hector being satisfied in his role as Dracula's favorite, basking in the love and accepting that they're both special to each other... although canon dictates that it doesn't last forever, which is fine by me :) that's also part of the fun :)
Now, if I ever decide to bring back the old Bride AU, I don't think I'd have it in me to repeat the same angsty dynamic. I think I'd imagine it as I said, as Hector growing accustomed and even fond of his "husband", although always with an undercurrent of bitterness and desire for equality. Which was utterly unthinkable to me a year ago!
Anyway. Question is, has it happened to you? lmao. For example, your Harkula fics seem to explore how their dynamic would shift in a century, from master/angry "child" to proper husbands. Was this always your vision, or did your interpretations of the characters shift with time?
So sorry i came back to this ask so late @beevean - but thank you for sharing your thoughts and asking! I do love every version of hecula that you're writing, these two are just so ughhhh. Love when a master/sire turns more affectionate with time towards the object of their desire (with hecula, harkula, dracfield, you name it)😩❤️‍🔥
To be honest, harkula has been my longest and biggest ship I have ever written for and god how i do love these bastards to death. I did start off writing them with the big bang of my questionable long fic though, and feel like that did hugely influence the way i have written them ever since, with drac being misguided but still deeply loving jonathan in his very own way, and johnny loving him back just as much, if not more. Their drive comes from the elemental feeling of sheer love - no matter how monstrous, self destructing or twisted that love might be. That's just how they always have been. I love to write them as murder husbands or sire/fledgling or sire/human pet, but the very first version of the characters, in which they both care and kill for the other, still remains being one of my favs.
So, if anything, with me it is the other way around than with you - over the course of the last few months/years i have actually started to explore even darker but probably more realistic AUs in which they start openly unhealthy and miserable and remain that way the entire way through (cough, TGN, cough). Codependent. Bound. So. I guess that counts as writing and character development?
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victorianvivisection · 3 months
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I’ve drawn Dracula bathing Hector and brushing his hair but like… Imagine the reverse. Imagine for whatever reason Dracula requests Hector to groom him and Hector is so nervous about it. He’s so careful not to mess up, to not pull too hard while brushing his hair, to be gentle while bathing him. He knows Dracula is a physically tolerable man, that Hector would have to go out of his way to hurt him, but he’s so scared.
Hector is a fawn trying to calm a bullet, he knows even his best efforts will get him hurt and he knows he’s only there to be hurt, but he tries so hard to please Dracula anyway.
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ask-hector-and-isaac · 2 months
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Yo Hector, look what I did!!
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*seconds of silence pass*
Hector: ... what the hell.
*Isaac is doubled down, wheezing*
Isaac: Hahahahaha! Ohhh, I bet you'd love this to happen, wouldn't you, Hector? *snidely* To have Lord Dracula fawning all over you...
Hector: Fuck you, Isaac. I'm done with this. *storms out*
Isaac: With pleasure! Ah, forgive him, he doesn't appreciate fine art. I wonder if you could draw something similar for me, hahaha! I'd be sure to cherish your artistic vision...
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kachimera · 8 months
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I am thinking about... Dracula and his biases regarding his opinions on his two forgemasters
This is mostly just me and myheadcanons but: Dracula seeing traits of his former life in his two apprentices. Hector is the perfect extra competent man, cold and in control of himself, the person he wanted to be and thought of himself to be. Meanwhile Isaac is someone who's smart and hardworking but dramatic and keeps getting dragged around by his too strong emotions. And that last part does not bother Dracula bc he never lost control of his emotions as a human w his intelligence making it it worse, he did not dishonored the two people he loved the most and did not coldly planned the murder of an innocent kind woman who just wanted to help him, he did not created his nemesis in the VK and the Belmont clan, and he definitely did not cursed his own being and soul for eternity. Besides, he is a perfectly controlled and reasonal vampire lord now and not a simple animalistic human, he's beyond those things now.
So basically Hector, aside from being a special little guy and looking like his hot ex, reminds him of the traits he favored of his human self, while Isaac reminds him of the traits he disliked. And Dracula, an expert in denial and carefully crafted self delusions, probably doesn't realizes this, but at least on a subconcious level he isn't happy with Isaac.
And i'm sure he mostly kept this to himself, after all this kid is still excelent at his craft, blindly loyal, and it's always better to have two forgemasters rather than one. The people around him (specially Isaac) would still be able to notice but it's nothing out of the norm.
But after Lisa died and he went mad, he very openly manifests his favoritism to the detriment of both forgemasters (yea Hector didn't came out unscathed from his Lord's appreciation) and it gets worse after Alucard, him and Lisa's child and his number 1 specialest little guy, decides to oppose him. He's on a bad mental state and the last thing he'd want to see is the reminder of his lack of control, of how much yet how little he has changed.
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monochromatictoad · 1 month
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9, 14, 25? :>
9. a ship that isn't your OTP but that you enjoy?
Hecula. I love the fanfics I've read of it, but I'm not attached enough to either character to claim it as an otp.
14. the ship that always makes you smile?
NaruHina. It's one of my first otps and it always makes me feel better when I'm down in the dumps 🥰
25. a piece of advice for taking care of yourself in fandom spaces?
I'm hoping I worded this coherently.
Some fandom battles aren't worth the energy. Instead, use that energy to be open and welcoming to others who are interested in the media. Eventually, when you surround yourself with other members who appreciate the media, and usually the ones who started wars and battles will move to a different fandom, because they lose the foundation to continue fighting in yours, or simply lose interest in the media altogether.
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viralvava · 4 months
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Hecula, Walterkado, and Trevorcard (leaving the most obvious choice for someone else :P)
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in-law ship as we know, but i will reiterate i think they are at their best when divorced or in the process of divorcing and also when theyre maiming eachother i just think they should be haters about it
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crimson stone shenanigans could be SO FUNNY in sorrow era because honestly arikado is more likely to have that stupid rock than literally anyone else but unfortunately im the only person who sees that. anyway walter should get to fuck with arikados head a little since he didnt seem to get much opportunity to do it to dracula. maybe erotically
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waaaah trevorcard... probably my main comfort ship i love them lots and lots and lots but nobody gets it like i do. themes of humanity and monstrosity depending on perception and the intensity of mutual trust, believing in eachother, but also dual misplaced guilt and an inability to truly be together because of these issues that cant be resolved, that ends up carrying on through generations since the loose ends were simply left to fray... they just make me so insane hhhngh
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neculacycle · 11 months
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A House
When Necula crawled out from his hole it was for good reason. The old ladies were abuzz about something and their clucking had woken him again. He couldn't think or sleep or die with all the ruckus.
What is it now, you old birds?' he asked, slinking over, still in his night rags (which were his day rags too).
Agatha poked her stick toward the house on the hill.
Someone moved into the old house without our knowing. We don't like that. And they won't answer when we knock. We don't like that, either. It's foul, is what it is.
What's foul?
The business on the hill.
What a lot of nonsense. Who are they?
We don't know, they said. They snuck in, same as you, but at least you were friendly once upon a time.
Necula scratched his head. Many thin strands fell. He watched the house a while with them.
It's shut tight, isn't it?
Like a fort.
Let me have a knock.
You knock better than us? Let's see it, mister Necula.
They approached the hill and traversed the little flowery path up. It was overgrown. Whoever was about wasn't playing gardener or host. Necula rapped, his boney knuckles making a good knocker, the old ladies had to agree. No knock came, but a curious thudding or banging somewhere deep inside, as if in response. Necula pulled on the handle. Locked.
Who gave them their key?
None of us. Must of taken the doors off and put new ones up. That's our guess.
What a lot of trouble. There's a window!
The window was quite high up. Even on his toes, the tall Necula couldn't see inside. There was no sill to hang from. Being light, he stood atop poor hunched Mary, who's hump was a perfect little hill. But the window proved shuttered from inside.
Maybe they were dead in there, they all murmured but smoke rose from the chimney above. It set them arguing. Necula had enough. He went to his hole and came back with a wicked little tool and made short work of the locked door. It swung open into a dusty antechamber. Sparse but for a wide love seat, it claimed two grandma's who's tolerance for excitement ran dry.
Necula led the survivors on, prowling like a jungle cat. The first floor, still furnished in the old relics of previous owners, smelled of salt water. Necula’s hairs stood on end.
Are we not land locked on all sides?
Last I checked, said Anne.
Claw marks and sand led up the stairs and into a closed bedroom, like corpses had dragged up from the sea. Necula inched the door open. Beneath a blue sheet, a lump lay in the great master bed. A big green snout stuck out. Hecula perched at the bedside.
Mind you, grandmothers, this is where old ladies and old masters get eaten, but let's have no more of this!
At "this", he tore up the sheets, a magician revealing his trick!
Necula would have scaled the walls had he claws. The crocodile burst from under the blue sheets, as if emerging from a murky river, leaping for him. Necula, feet balanced on the snapping jaws, teetered, threatening to fall into the maw. The fiery old bats kicked at the armored sides and the tail drove them back. Necula leaped and clutched onto the iron candelabra above. It threatened to tear loose from the weathered ceiling. He swung, gaining momentum with his legs, and let go! Lisa, most spry of the adventurers, caught Necula in her arms as the great iron mass fell. The terrible retile crushed beneath the ornament and lived no more.
Now you see why I kept a gun, you old buffoons!
Necula, on his own feet again, dusted himself.
Whose cupboard is it locked away in?
Mine, said Anne,'and I've tossed the key. This won't turn into that kind of neighborhood, if we all get eaten. But now it's coming together. I heard rumours from those nice minstrel boys out in the deep, of strange little folk about.
She went to the next door down, all acrust with barnacles, like an old ship's door.
Those minstrel boys are hop heads, said Necula under his breath. Anne tossed open the door, revealing a heated game of cards. Fish of all walks sat round the table, dealing and shuffling and playing close to the chest. They turned, throwing up their cards, astonished. Necula grabbed his sides and gave a belly laugh.
There's your plot, you hags. A fish parade. Get the coals burning.
I second your sentiments, Mr Necula. It's a fish fry, you little devils!
Wait! We're exiles, said the eel with a fatherly air and all the other fish nodded. We can't return to the sea. Please don't send us away.
Well. Any foes of the sea can't be all that bad' said Necula, more to the glowering women than the fish. Who's scales did you ruffle?
The Great White. We thought we'd sell him out to trophy hunters. But he escaped the net and we finned it out of town. Will you be nice to us?
These grannies are strict. Think you can attend their godforsaken potlucks without ending up on a plate?
We could bring gator!
No brotherly love. That's fish for you. Just stay out of my hole. You stink.
And that's right where he went, closing up behind him and praying for a long sojourn.
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HECULA Sign of the Vexing
H(Y)* = Rose Sign • *ECULA = Derse + Tricks
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#637: A sign for those skilled in the art of enchantment, both in romance and in sorcery. The indolent raise themselves from their marble thrones to woo them, and the humble aspire to greater goals to become worthy of them.
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Rose Signs • Tricksbound Signs • Derse Signs
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beevean · 4 months
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A random headcanon I have is that Dracula gifted Hector that big golden belt he wears:
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His pants are so tight that he doesn't need a belt, but it looks elegant, and by the way it's skewed it's easy to see that it's not for support anyway. It's purely ornamental, which is odd as Hector doesn't seem to be concerned with being elegant.
In PtR, he apparently owns it from the get-go, although we can't see it under the uniform. Isaac doesn't have an equivalent of this.
And apparently, it's valuable enough that Rosaly doesn't dare taking it in fear of judgment from other people:
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"The unspent ferry fare for the Nether Rivers... to make up for it…"
"Worn-out and shiny? Thank you for the thought, but they'll think I stole it... I wonder if you don't know the world..."
I believe it was Dracula's gift, an unusual act of generosity. I don't know if he also was the one who pierced Hector's ears (I have multiple ideas for those piercings lol), but this one was him. I can see him trying to pretty his boy up :) giving him such a valuable gift to make him feel loved and special :) distinguishing him from Isaac who has to wear a proper uniform without embellishments :)
And since it would be covered by Hector's full uniform, not many people would see it... only those who would take that uniform off :) or Isaac, if the two lived close :)
There is also something to be said about how Hector is treating this gift, which in this theory symbolizes Dracula's favoritism and fondness, things that Hector used to hold dear but have been now poisoned, as Charon's obol, expecting perhaps to be buried with it (he threw away the vest with the Devil Forgemaster crest, but not this...); and then how he planned to use it to pay Rosaly for her kindness, so unused he is to being loved without recompense. A gift from someone who only saw Hector as a tool, to someone who sees him as a person worthy of love. It's beautiful 💖
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the-crow-binary · 1 day
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Dracula: Why did you betray me? After everything I did for you...
Hector: Do you want a prize for grooming me and turning me into a weapon?
Dracula: Grooming you? I raised you as my own. Took you in when you had nowhere else to go. Gave you a family and an education. You are the man you are today all thanks to me.
Hector: I made myself.
Dracula: Hah! Surely you are not stupid enough to actually believe that.
Hector: ...
Dracula: I am the one who gave you all you needed to grow... you were shaped by my hands. Everything you know, I taught you. From creating life from nothing, to stand straight and proud in the face of danger. You were nothing but a scared little boy when you came to me... and now look at you.
Hector: You have only yourself to blame for this, then. Are you proud of the traitor you raised, father?
Dracula: Ah, I would almost be... I see now that you are more of a reflection of me than Alucard ever could be... I shall not allow you to live any longer.
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hecula-propaganda · 1 month
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"You dare to pretend that you're anything without me? I made you, with my own hands, and no one else. You belong to me. You chose to belong to me. A part of me lives on in you, your heart beats for my sake. And you cast my love to the side as if it wasn't the very reason you're still breathing, and for what? To die in the name of your ungratefulness, to crawl like a kicked dog back to the creatures who hurt you?"
"Because I'm me. I loved you, but I belong to myself. And you really ought to learn how to let go."
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0nelittlebirdtoldme · 3 months
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psst, sorry to bother you but. Saw your post and my brainrot was activated lol. While there is a certain dynamic in the CV show (Hector does seem to care about Dracula, although sadly it's not reciprocated), I can guarantee you that the Hecula from the games has more in common with Harkula, mainly the vampire being a tiny bit too attached to his favorite human who at first is enticed but eventually breaks free from him :3 (although I suppose that if you prefer the human to be more obviously attached to the vampire, the show has more of this dynamic)
yeah when I was reading the Jonathan sections in May my brain was blown lol, I was trying to move on from Hecula but Harkula only solidified my obsession for manipulative, obsessed vampires who too can love :<
btw I was browsing your blog and I just noticed that you wrote some of my fav Harkula fics! Esp Ladybugs Don't Fly At Night! I didn't know you had a blog! Thank you for reminding me to catch up with the rest, you have such a way with words and descriptions <3
Oh my god, ahh, thank you so much for this lovely ask!
I don't know, I was just kinda drawn to that scene with the two of them where Dracula comes to ask for Hector's help. Him, looming over his shoulder, the soft voices, the handshake. It just scratches a certain part of my brain. Also I didn't know there was more to go off from the games, so color me intruiged! I honestly do love me such a vampire/human lackey (?) dynamic 👀
Also thanks for the super kind words regarding my fics, so happy to hear you like them! Very deeply appreciate!d Ladybugs was such an interesting fic for me to write, I wasn't sure how it'd work out but I am glad it landed for you! 🖤
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victorianvivisection · 6 months
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Oh boy I sure do love casual and innocent conversation with no deeper fucked up meaning 🤭
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ask-hector-and-isaac · 2 months
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Ok Isaac, maybe you can answer this: does Hector crush on Dracula? 😏
Well, isn't that an amusing way of putting it!
Hector certainly basks in the praises of our Lord, like a kitten under a sunbeam. He does a poor job at hiding his smile or his flushed cheeks... he acts so above the rest of us mortals, but Lord Dracula can make him fall apart with a mere pat to the head, as befitting of someone of His influence and power.
*Isaac mutters something under his breath*
I do not blame Hector for being enchanted, of course. Lord Dracula carries Himself with a grace and beauty that humans could only dream of. No one could gaze upon Him and be left unaffected.
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Now make with this information what you will.
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