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I just watched Van Helsing (2004) for the first time and it was very fun, very camp.

But I have one question. The whole issue is that the Valerious line is about to die out and if it does before they kill Dracula the whole family will be doomed. At no point is it ever mentioned either of the two attractive young heirs ever trying to continue the family line?

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4th poll!?

For my upcoming 1K Follower Birthday Halloween Bash (fanfic event), I thought I'd kinda figure out what order to post the insert readers in.

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I’ve watched the 2004 Van Helsing movie multiple times, and it’s only occurred to me now that Dracula and his wives were being really stupid in not wiping out the Valerious bloodline as soon as possible. Because at the start of the movie, it’s clear that Velkan and Anna can’t do shit without Van Helsing and Carl. Velkan got wrecked by the werewolf and there were so many moments where Anna was about to get killed by the wives. The only reason the wives stopped short of killing Anna was that Van Helsing and Carl showed up. In fact, there’s a moment in the village square fight where Anna was about to fall to her death and the only reason why she survived was that one of the wives caught her.

All of this just tells me that Dracula and his wives could’ve just invaded the village and ended the Valerious bloodline for good. In fact, the alien-bat-vampire babies could’ve wiped the village out on their own! Instead, Dracula and his wives just…let the Valerious siblings roam freely? And even when they’re actively trying to kill her, they act so stupid that Anna survives by sheer luck (which the movie does point out).

Still a fun movie, but as soon as I realized this, it changed how I saw the plot.

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Velkan Valerious NSFW Alphabet

Summary: A NSFW Alphabet drabble for the character Velkan from the movie Van Helsing (2004)

Warning: Mentions of sex...duh. This is obvious my own take and thoughts on the character btw

Notes: I've noticed there's not a lot for this character, so may be OOC...also let's just pretend he lived, and can control his transformation better :)

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Literally the biggest sweetheart! He'll clean you up, bring you water and snacks if you want, get you cleaned clothes and blankets and curl up with you in his arms. He's kissing the top of your head and trailing his fingers down your arms.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his arms and hands. Strong and reliable, but sometimes he is scared of his own strength. He'll tell you he likes his face and smile, because he's charming.

He loves your lips and hands. He'll kiss you constantly on the lips or back of your hand. He likes to hold your hands to keep himself grounded.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He's indifferent to it, he's seen worse messes and weird substances, honestly it would be refreshing for him to be coated in a "semi normal" substance for once.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

If you get periods he'd totally fuck you while you're on it, if you'll let him of course, it's not a big deal and thinks it feels amazing, trust he's done it before...

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He has a lot of experience, not that he'd boast about it, but he loves knowing he can please you, and all the others were just practice. Does that sound rude?

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggy :) But really he's old fashioned, he loves missionary or spooning. He likes holding you in his arms, holding your hands, kissing your lips. Sometimes he pulls on your hair or nips at your neck and lower lip. He might put a hand around your throat, depends on his mood.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Serious, but will smile and laugh quietly if you say you don't look pretty or put yourself down in anyway. He's going to love you and make sure you're comfortable, and if he has to crack a joke or put you in your place, he'll do what the mood deems right.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He has a slightly hairy chest and happy trail, his hair is long and fluffy, but otherwise he's well shaven and groomed. If he ever looks disheveled, he'll blame it on the moon or your makeout sessions.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is absolutely a romantic at heart and in action. He loves holding you close, kissing the back of your hands, brushing his lips against yours. He'll tell you how absolutely gorgeous you are, how you're all his and only his. He'd do anything for you and will make sure you feel satisfied.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn't really have time for that, but if he absolutely needs a release he will

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Size kink and breeding kink

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His bedroom in the manor or on a fur rug by the fireplace. He loves the way the light from the flames hits your skin, and he can bundle you up afterwards or run his fingers across your skin or through your hair lazily while watching.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Be daring and bold, take an interest in his adventures and stories, be by his side. He loves seeing you be a little reckless and adventurous. He's also a sucker for corsets and long hair. Walk around in just his shirts, bite his bottom lip during a kiss, he loves that.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He would never do anything to you that would hurt you or leave permanent injury, or possibly kill you. He fights so hard to stay away from you when he transforms or when he knows it's coming. He just can't stand the thought of losing you or hurting you, especially at his own hands claws.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Loves loves loves giving, he's a little too good at it, and a little too hungry eager to dive right in. Your legs will be shaking.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on the moon cycle, the closer to a full moon the rougher and faster he'll be, but he really wants nothing more than to hold you down and look at you and go slow and feel everything, and make sure you feel as good as he does.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He loves them, but doesn't act on them much, they don't stay quick. There's too many good spots around, and he's usually in the mood. Obviously it's only happening if you want it to, but give him the ok and he's scooping you up and fucking you.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Depends on the risks and challenges, if it's something he could possible harm you that's off limits, but he'll try anything once. He's adventurous and kind of a playboy.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He has so much, but his legs get tired, a solid 1 or 2 rounds, then he'll rest for a bit and give you more...if you can handle more.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

No? Did they have stuff like that then?

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He's a huuuge flirt and teasing is like second nature to him, but he doesn't mean to be rude. He can be a little ruthless in the bedroom, your reactions to him teasing are adorable and it makes it hard to stop.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's a grunter and will softly moan

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Sometimes, he reads erotic books and then wants to reenact the scenes with you, but he never fully understands how it's done, so you just end up in this discombobulated and embarrassing arrangement.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Just above average but thick

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He's a yearner, but in the way of a lover, he loves holding you and kissing you, having an arm around your waist. He needs you near him. He loves the sound of your voice, the feel of you skin on his, the smell of you calms him, especially after fucking.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It's 50/50 if he falls asleep right away. He might scoop you up into his arms or hold you while he falls asleep on your chest or shoulder. Other times, he might put a blanket over you, tell you stories of his adventures (and misadventures), and hold your hands or massage your scalp, until you're asleep or he is.

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@vyrulent sent: "It really doesn't hurt that bad. I don't think it's broken" (For Velkan from Anna)

A huff from him as he looked up at Anna. "That doesn't reassure me Anna." He said as he leaned back on his heels. "How did this happen?"

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Young and Beautiful crossover prewiew

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Will Kemp as Velkan Valerious in Van Helsing

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DRACTOBER: DAY ONE

The first day of Drac-tober is upon us! I will be upfront with y’all, the likelihood that these will actually be daily updates continues to slim. I am a college student, first and foremost, but the wi-fi in my dorm has also totally shit the bed, and until that gets resolved (and I don’t know when that will be), watching all these films will be way more inconvenient. But, we’ll see how it all goes!

If you missed the update, I decided to use a random wheel to determine my watch order, rather than the chronological order I listed the films in originally. This film, however, was not decided by the wheel, but by the fact that my roommates really wanted to watch it with me, so it got first dibs.

For the first day of Drac-tober, we will be reviewing… Van Helsing (2004)!

As a reminder, I will be rating each film on two 1-10 scales: its accuracy as a Dracula adaptation, and how much I enjoyed it. This is a different scale than “was it good”. This disclaimer is particularly important for today’s film.

Van Helsing follows Gabriel (I KNOW) Van Helsing, monster hunter for the Vatican circa the 1880s. Van Helsing, played by Hugh Jackman, is peak 2000s eye candy, tragic but amnesiac past and all. He’s sent on a quest to slay Count Dracula and help Romani (not the word they use) prince and princess Velkan and Anna Valerious lift the curse on their family line. This movie includes most of the iconic movie monsters you can think of in some capacity (Dracula and his brides, of course, alongside Dr. Frankenstein and his monster, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, and various werewolves), and is, to say the least, only barely a Dracula adaptation.

Now, onto our first scale- is this a good adaptation of Dracula?

No. Of course not. But I did not expect it to be, and as far as I’m aware, it didn’t really market itself as such. Just about the only thing this film had down about Dracula was the Count’s horny tension with literally everyone, but that’s just sort of a given for any film with vampires in it, frankly. Easy 1/10 on the accuracy scale. They couldn’t even get Van Helsing’s first name right.

Now, as previously stated, I watched this film with two of my roommates. This greatly upped the enjoyment factor. First of all, watching my roommates lust after Hugh Jackman and Kate Beckinsale was extremely funny. Second of all, the value of being able to shout, together, in complete surprise at the twists and turns of this movie cannot be overstated. My favorite example is when the credits began, and the dedication to the film was to the director’s deceased father. We were flabbergasted.

This movie was also laughably strange, most of the time. The plot moved quickly enough and was stupid enough that I had fun with it, despite the fact that it had absolutely nothing to do with any of the characters involved in the film. Frankly, the most accurately adapted character was probably Frankenstein’s monster, since he was actually fully articulate (though that’s where most of the similarities to his book counterpart end).

There was also the element of the brides, who are given quite a bit more screen time and motive in this film than in the actual novel. They all have names, which is nice, and while their motive of wanting to bring their children with Dracula to life is… interesting, at least it’s there. There was also a wild amount of homoerotic tension between Aleera (the bride who lives the longest) and Anna (the female lead) which I did not see coming, but did appreciate.

That, however, is where my praise for the women in this film ends. While the brides have names and motivations, a step up from the novel, this movie is not good to its women. They are sex objects, first and foremost (and I suspect this is why the lesbian tension is there at all). They are motivators for the men above all else and literally all of them end up dead by the film’s conclusion. I cannot describe the disappointment and anger that was in the room when we realized Anna died.

There is also, of course, the fetishization and misrepresentation of Romani people present in the film. The script refers to them using the G-slur, for one, but all these supposedly Romani characters are played by white people, and are also getting saved by this random white man. The Romani heritage of the Velarious clan is basically forgotten past the first 30 minutes of the film, and thank god for it, because I know it wouldn’t have been handled well.

All in all, was this, by any stretch of the imagination a good movie? No, absolutely not. But it was a great movie to watch with my roommates on a Friday night. 7/10 on the enjoyment scale.

In conclusion, was Van Helsing (2004) a particularly good film, as an adaptation of Dracula or otherwise? No, absolutely not. But you knew that already. I would, however, recommend giving it a watch if you have friends to enjoy it with and maybe a beer or two. I don’t know if I’ll ever be returning to this film, but I had a great time watching it. It’s score may be a 4/10 overall, but it was a great start to the month.

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Velkan Valerious x Reader moodboard

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It's the ❤️ BLORBO BINGO ❤️

Dude Addition

Oh, this got pretty nostalgic. Ngl. Made me think back to when I was a wee lass, getting attached to the fictional characters on my screen before I even know what that even meant yet.

And look at me now! My tastes are surely something. So why not psychoanalyze me, do YOU see a pattern anywhere here? 😉

Even with so many slots, I could have added a bunch more, but I opted to keep the choices to one character per media, otherwise you should have also expected Teddy Lobo (Renfield), Thorn (Scooby Doo), Alucard (Hellsing) and David/Marko/Paul (The Lost Boys). And to why I added 2 x-men characters and 2 overwatch characters, well since one is live action vs one animated and one is canonical lore vs au special event I decided they count. Full character list and Blank Template down below! 👇

Got a good collection of live action and cartoon hotties!

Captain Jack Sparrow (Pirates of the Caribbean) Ardeth Bay (The Mummy 1999) The Creature (Lisa Frankenstein) Victor Creed (X-Men Origins: Wolverine) Dracula (Renfield) Loki Laufeyson (MCU, but my favorites are Thor: The Dark World and Ragnarok) Aragorn (The Lord of the Rings) Dwayne (The Lost Boys) Velkan Valerious (Van Helsing) Warren Peace (Sky High) Doctor Otto Octavius (Spider-Man 2) Crowley (Good Omens) Smytus (My Life as a Teenage Robot) Ben Ravencroft (Scooby Doo! and the Witch's Ghost) Pietro Maximoff (X-Men Evolution) Galactic Emperor Sigma (Overwatch 2 Starwatch) Stanley Pines (Gravity Falls) Cassim (Aladdin and the King of Theives) Karl Heisenberg (Resident Evil Villiage) The Captain (Hellsing) Robin Hood (Disney's Robin Hood) Johnny 13 (Danny Phantom) Judge Claude Frollo (Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame) Gabriel Reyes (Overwatch)

Tell me if you got a bingo or two from mine, and make your own! I'd love to see it. 😊

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My 'Van helsing (2004)' Masterlist

Check out my main masterlist here

Requests are open

Dracula

Aleera

Marishka

Verona

Gabriel van helsing

Anna valerious

Velkan valerious

Carl

If you would like to request a character to be put on the masterlist let me know

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Writings Masterlist!

Headcanons & Drabbles:

☆DC

•Apartment Headcanons

Bane:

•Bane Dating Headcanons

•Bane NSFW Alphabet

•He Was a Little Too Rough

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•Deathstroke/Slade Wilson NSFW Alphabet

•Deathstroke/Slade Wilson Headcanons

Harvey Dent/Two Face:

•Harvey Dent/Two Face Headcanons

•Harvey Dent/Two Face NSFW Alphabet

•You Had a Bad Day at Work

☆HotWheels

•Kadeem NSFW Alphabet (Ask)

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•Monkey NSFW Alphabet (Ask)

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☆Miscellaneous

•Bickslow NSFW Alphabet

•Velkan Valerious NSFW Alphabet

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⋆  .       ꕤ ﹐       A   STARTER   FOR        ★        @cursedvalor   ╱   velkan.

the   young   miss   westenra   shifts   rather   sheepishly   in   her   seat,   as   though   the   whole   affair   brought   intimidation   to   her   usually   vivid   disposition.   the   elder   valerious   sibling’s   visit   has   set   the   estate   ablaze   with   gossip   &.   excitation,   hushed   words   and   knowing   glances   exchanged   between   servants.   she   had   worn   her   most   amiable   smile   moments   before,   greeting   each   suitor   after   the   former   one.   the   true   paragon   of   VIRTUE   &.   MODESTY.

          yet   now   the   lovely   girl    ❪   a   bride-to-be,   no   less  !   ❫    fades   to   something   shyer.   meeker.     ❝   i   fear   i   have   taken   to   sleep-walking   those   recent   nights,   ❞     she   confesses,   melodic   voice   softened   as   though   she   were   confiding   the   most   guarded   secret.   a   frown   stains   her   angel’s   face.     ❝   you   see,   mister—   prince   valerious    ❪  ...  ❫   ❞     a   prince  !   shouldn’t   a   prince   fill   a   girl’s   stomach   with   butterflies  ?   instead,   he   only   cares   to   investigate   the   private   matters   of   her   strange   condition  !     ❝   my   dreams    ❪  ...  ❫    they   have   been   of   the   most   mystical   nature  !   ❞

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Your Bleeding Heart( A Van Helsing Fanfic)

Chapter 1: Archenemies

  Eerie. That would be one word most travelers would use to describe nights in Transylvania. The year was 1887 in the middle of November where we find ourselves in the currently chilly region of Romania. Rarely would you ever be able to see the stars out at night due to the heavy mist nor would you get to see the morning sun due to the high mountains and thick clouds. It was a hard and gloomy place to live, but people managed. After all, it took a certain type of person to persevere through such places with many either succumbing to the harsh conditions or falling to the beasts that inhabited the lands. On one night in particular though, it was far more grim for a particular Roma.

  Her name was Anna Valerious, and there she was, walking through her town seemingly aimless to the average person. It had only been a few days after her brother, the last living member of her immediate family, had seemingly met his demise, and Anna was in mourning. She had started slacking in her duties and found it harder and harder to get out of bed. Most of the townspeople understood her grief and managed on as best they could without her guidance, but in truth, they needed someone to look to more than ever; a leader.

  Anna had eventually found herself at the town’s graveyard, downing a bottle of rum, and looking at the names on each headstone that carried the Valerious name until she finally found her father’s, Boris Valerious. It had been months since she last visited his grave with this also being the first time she visited her brother Velkan’s empty one, as neither Anna or her men could recover a body. She felt lost. 

  For so many days she struggled to wrap her head around her new reality. The last of her family. The honor and reputation of her entire bloodline is relied soley on her success in killing Dracula, the bane of her family’s existence, but she couldn’t help but wonder. Was she even good enough? 

  Anna always had a rebellious streak since she was a child and found it difficult to follow in the lessons her father tried to instill in her about the duties of their family as well as the significance of them. It was only after she witnessed firsthand just how ruthless vampires could be after seeing many of her own family die before their intended passings that she finally took her familial obligations more seriously. In spite of this though, Anna had grown to become the more brash between her and Velkan and while she was better at fighting, he was always better at making plans as well as keeping good relations with the people. He was her overprotective and supportive big brother and she’d always love him for that.

  She hated that he was gone, that he had left her, and that it was her plan that ultimately got him killed. She was angry more than anything as she looked up to the sky, praying for the answers as to why it had to be her, fighting back her tears as best as she could. Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a sudden gust of wind followed by a sultry voice.

”Your sorrow was too intoxicating for me not to find you so easily princess.” A soft lilted voice said.

  Aleera, one of the three brides of Dracula had appeared from the shadows, her fiery red hair flowing freely in the wind. Her eyes flared a unique lavender with dangerous intent as she slowly approached the princess; a lopsided smirk formed on her lips, basking in the burning anticipation of the fight to come against her long time foe.

  Aleera had made a sort of routine out of coming to see the princess at random times over the years. Using whatever excuse she could to leave the castle to see her foe with her intention being to antagonize Anna. The main reason though, being that she actually wished to see her. Not that she believed that anyone would ever understand or that she wanted anyone to. After all, they were supposed to be archenemies or so that’s how Aleera presented there dynamic; claiming that she’d often fantasize about the taste of Anna’s blood or how one would eventually kill the other and how it seemed oh so thrilling whenever they did fight. So it was completely understandable for the few who believed her reasoning. After 100’s of years of boredom, no one had ever gotten her as excited or as invested as Anna did in her development. 

  In truth, she hadn’t thought much of the girl when she was only a child, finding her impulsiveness and temper cute at best, particularly with how messy and unkempt her hair always was back then when she got into fights with the local kids. As she grew overtime though, Aleera couldn’t help but admire her beauty. Whispers of a temptation started to emerge; birthing a deep desire for the princess.

  In moments like those she would wonder how easily it would be to take the girl for herself not just out of spite to the Valerious’s, but her own lustful desires. Imagining how strong she’d be as a vampiress and especially by her side. She would usually discard those ideas though, and simply resided herself to playing with Anna. Seeing how hard the young woman fought to stay alive, knowing that she could easily kill the princess in the blink of an eye; enjoying the fire that would burn within her eyes as she only got better with each encounter as the years passed. On the few occasions that Anna seemingly had the advantage, Aleera was clearly enjoying herself even then. That false sense of security that she provided bolstering the young girl’s confidence, it was….. adorable. Up until that overconfidence inadvertently bit the vampire in the butt whenever Anna got a lucky hit in and managed to escape her clutches. Not that the redhead minded though. She wanted to see her grow and blossom even further. In truth she couldn’t imagine spending her days not seeing the gypsy again as it became something of a light in her otherwise boring grey days spent at the castle. 

  Sure she loved her master as well as her fellow brides, Marishka and even Verona to an extent, but none of them had ignited the passions she felt when she was with Anna in recent years. She didn’t spend too much time thinking beyond her desires merely being physical, as anything else would make things far more complicated for her.

  And here she was, looking for a fight with the princess as if it were merely another day for the two. Walking slowly and sensually as she eyed up her prey. Aleera did her usual taunting trying the get a rise out of the woman, only for those words to fall on deaf ears. That was, until she mentioned Velkan.    

  THAT was enough to catch the attention of the princess who looked up at the vampire with pure hatred in her eyes. It put Aleera off somewhat as the fire that once illuminated her hazel orbs seemed dimmed, a coldness taking their place. The vampiress said nothing after this, trying to focus on the battle that was about to take place; but this was no battle. Anna was sloppy and she moved far slower than she was capable of. Heavy swings with killer intent in mind, but no precision in her strikes. This was…..wrong Aleera thought to herself. The redhead being upset was an understatement.

  After everything they’d been through, THIS was what Anna had to offer her? A pitiful display of swordsmanship as if she was the same rank amateur she was when they first met? Was she TRYING to piss me off? Aleera finally lost her patience as she grabbed the princess, slamming her hard against a nearby tree. “Surely no one would find your body before the night ends right?” She teased in a murderous tone. Anna barely struggled as her hands were placed over her head by the stronger female. “Oh do not worry my love, take comfort knowing I shall weep over your corpse”. 

  Aleera bared her fangs and screeched loudly to get SOME reaction from the princess again. Anna could only looked away with her eyes closed in shame. Aleera had mixed feelings about this. Why wasn’t she fighting back? This isn’t like her……

  So many thoughts had been running in Anna’s mind in that moment though, but the one constant train of thought that kept appearing was that she was a failure. She was no warrior and so, she deserved to die such a pitiful death. She started apologizing quietly to herself as she heard the screams of her brother as he fell to his death at the hands of the werewolf. She remembered her father being whisked away from their home by Dracula himself never to be seen again. She remembered her mother who became sick and died bedridden rather than a warrior’s death. Everything she forced down to continue fighting boiled over to the surface as she broke into tears, choking on her own words as she waited for the redhead to finish her off, but then something unexpected happened. Aleera let her arms free. But Why?

  Aleera’s face softened with confusion and concern now. She looked Anna in the eyes and nearly jumped out her own skin when she saw….nothing. There was nothing there, as if her soul had already left her body. And when the tears started to fall she couldn’t help but feel guilty.

  She found herself split on what to do. She had already freed Anna out of her clutches, ending there “game”, and she was left to ponder what to do next. It had never truly occurred to Aleera how her and her family’s actions had truly impacted the princess until she saw how broken the poor woman truly was now. That vision of a strong brave warrior princess shattered before her eyes and was replaced with what she saw before her. She wondered when she must have forgotten what it was like to be human, to lose the people she loved. That part of her detested her past actions.

 Every slap, every deep cut, bruise, or threat towards Anna came back in a flow of memories as she turned to look at the headstones of Velkan as well as Anna’s father, Boris, only reinforcing the feeling of remorse that had started to form in her stomach. She looked back at Anna who seemed hesitant to get up and try to either run or fight. Aleera was at a loss.

  She wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words. She wanted to reach out to Anna to reassure her of something. Of what, she didn’t know but the desire to not see her in her saddened state was the driving force for her in that moment. Her fist was clenched from the uncertainty in her mind. They were enemies after all, right? Why should she care, and what could she possibly do to fix what’s seemingly beyond repair? But still, she couldn’t help but take in her scent more as she crouched down to eye level with the other woman. Her need to, at the very least, try inspired her to do what she did next.

  Anna flinched when she saw Aleera raise her hand to her face but tried her best not make any sudden movements. Her heart suddenly skipped a beat when she realized what the redhead was doing. She’s, wiping my tears away? It was such an oddly comforting gesture that Anna hadn’t even known the vampire was capable of it, and yet there she was with a surprising look of empathy in her eyes as she placed a warm palm on Anna’s cheek. She was speechless.

  She was initially dejected at this though, as she certainly didn’t want Aleera of all people to see her like this, let alone to have her take pity on her. And yet, when she saw Aleera’s hazel eyes had softened and no longer flared with murderous intent, she took pause and relaxed her body against her better judgement. Could think of worse ways this could’ve gone, Anna thought to herself. Before Aleera could say anything, her ears focused in on the princess’s heart.   

  Previously, even when they had been “fighting”, Anna’s heart rate was steady, but gradually dropped once she was at the vampiress’s mercy. Aleera had noticed the spike a bit after her hand grazed the princess’s cheek. Anna kept her eyes on the redhead, realizing that her gaze had lowered to her chest, making her feel somewhat uncomfortable. What the hell is she looking at? Anna thought, avoiding the lingering gaze of Aleera. Aleera had noticed the color returning back to Anna’s face and noticed the abnormal red tint that started to warm her skin. Was…was she blushing?

  Such a small detail and yet if Aleera was capable of doing so, her face would’ve turned red at the realization as well. She knew that what she was doing may have been perceived as perhaps invasive, but it hadn’t occurred to her that Anna would react in such a way. Anna was clearly flustered right now, making Aleera smile slightly at the knowledge. A clear sign that some of the initial tensions had lessened. Anna’s chest started rising more noticeably as Aleera found herself leaning in closer. Her hand sliding down from Anna’s cheek and placing her index finger firmly under the princess’s chin now. She hesitates for a minute before looking back into Anna’s eyes, looking for approval for what she was about to do. What was happening right now, was the last thought on Anna’s mind as she realized that there was nowhere for her to go, and that surprisingly enough, she didn’t want to leave in that moment. Her lips had parted slightly and her eyes closed her eyes in anticipation.

  How could she feel like this towards someone whom she had grown to despise after so many years? They were ARCHENEMIES for God’s sake, these types of feelings shouldn’t even exist, but the fact of the matter was that they’d always been there ever since she first met the redhead all those years ago, and right now, in spite of there past history, Anna needed to feel that closeness desperately. With no one else to go to, Aleera was all that was left. She didn’t want to feel alone, even if it was for a brief moment…

  Aleera felt a sense of satisfaction from how willing Anna was in that moment. No fighting, no snarky remarks, running, surprise attacks, just acceptance. What made this moment even sweeter was that the redhead’s desires were seemingly mutual. To what degree for Anna, she couldn’t say, but it was clear that at the very least, the princess wanted THIS as much as her…and yet, it somehow felt wrong to her.

  She had dreamt of this level of intimacy with the gypsy far more than she’d care to count and yet for some reason, the moment felt cheap. As if she had caught the princess in an exposed state and was taking advantage of it. Then again, why should she care? This was probably the only chance she’d get to claim her, but for some reason, she actually felt a tinge of guilt. Perhaps it wasn’t the right time? Anna’s scent was intoxicating. A fragrance of perfumes as well as Anna’s warm blood flowed just beneath her pale skin calling out to Aleera as the lines between arousal and hunger became blurred for her, and Satan only knows what Aleera would’ve done to the poor woman if she didn’t have the strength to pull away in that moment. 

  She had to push away from the princess and cut off her breathing fast in spite of herself, something she didn’t take lightly. She felt her surprisingly fast pacing heart cease to move as she grabbed at her chest at the sudden brush of coldness that washed over her. She looked down at Anna who looked both confused and hurt in that moment. She had to ponder her next few words carefully.

  On Anna’s side of things, she was internally frustrated for a number of reasons. What the hell was that? Anna was outright dumbfounded by her own actions, realizing that she wanted whatever was going to happen, and realizing just how disappointed she was that it didn’t. A chill that the princess hadn’t seemed to register at first,  had suddenly swept through her body as she struggled against her instinct to shiver from the absence of warmth. Prior to closing her eyes, she stared back into Aleera’s and saw the desire that she knew she had for her, but there was also something else. Something more earnest that she couldn’t quite describe. Whatever it was, in that moment, Anna felt the absence of its inviting shroud and yearned to linger in its embrace, reluctant to let go of it. Whatever doubts she may have felt or fears she may have had had disappeared as she found herself lost in Aleera gaze. If this was another one of her little mind games, she had taken things too far this time. More than anything now, she was upset that the vampire had let go of her, as she craved it deeply after everything she’d been through in the past few days. Aleera owed her that much for interrupting her grieving. And to top it all off, she felt weird about the whole thing. She actually WANTED to be close to Aleera again and even looked up at with pleading eyes, hoping that the redhead would understand her plight.

  Aleera always perceived herself as the type of person that goes after whatever and whoever she may desire. But if she had simply kissed Anna, what good would that do for her? Just another concubine in the long list of thralls she’s drained(in more ways than one) over the years. Anna was special and she knew it. And so, her lips started moving. She didn’t know why she was saying what she was saying or why she was saying it, but maybe, just maybe, it was what Anna needed to hear.    

  In spite of her being more than aware of the true fate of the princess’s brother, she didn’t want to kill the mood of the night and simply focused on Anna faltering in their fight. She expressed her personal disappointment with the gypsy and how she had a duty to everyone who had died before her, reminding her as to why she had been training and fighting her heart out everyday. And just as it seemed as though Aleera was about to leave, Anna finally asked her why she didn’t kill her. The princess wasn’t expecting the answer she received but in all honesty she should’ve known better. Aleera shrugged, telling her that she respected her too much to try and kill her at her lowest. That when the time comes to take her life, she wants her to be full of life like never before before she snuffs out Anna’s flame, snapping her fingers for dramatic effect. This revelation cooled the princess off quite a bit understandably. 

  She felt like an idiot expecting anything else from the redhead. She mustered up the strength needed to stand up while Aleera strained herself to remain in place to stop herself from helping her. She wiped whatever remaining tears were on her face as she stared the red head down.

  With a newfound determination in her eyes, Anna welcomed the challenge, promising Aleera and herself that she would never falter again. Aleera was pleased by this resolve and gave a wicked smile as she took on her demon bat form, silently flying on into the night sky, anticipating their reunion.