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emily-the-fae · 2 years

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Sound of a Heartbeat

Part 9. Moment of Truth

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It's been what, half a year? I can't remember anymore, kept me away from updating. Feels like it's time to at least try to move further with the story (it's all finished in my notes for at least a year now, I'm just super slow editing). English is not my mothertongue and I don't have a beta, so please don't judge. Corrections from readers taken into account, if any.Things are getting more emotional in this chapter.

Fandom: Castlevania

Pairing: Dracula x OC

Warnings: none probably, a bit of angst and mixed feelings

The conclusion to be made is: don't jump into water if you have no idea how deep it is. Shari should have known and expected all that could happen to her, walking into the Dracula castle, problem is she hadn't planned any suitable solutions.

He was silent, as if hesitating; evaluating her; then his large cold hand went to cover hers on his shoulder. For a moment Shari thought that he would make her remove herself, but he only squeezed her palm tightly, his red eyes boring into her soul. She felt truly sorry for him, he could sense the pity and sympathy radiating from her - oh, you sweet innocent human, you don't know the depth of the pit you are throwing yourself into.

- You should be heading to bed, - he announced, rising himself from his seat and shutting the book on the table. - Your medicine won’t have the proper effect unless you are well rested and gaining strength, - he could feel her flinch slightly as he stood up. She quickly removed her palm and clutched her hand to her chest. Curious caring little human - alive, breathing, smell of her blood delightfully sweet. What a wonderful change she was to his darkened world, a candle that appeared in his life, though he never expected it to, though he expected to live in an unending darkness forever now. Dracula wasn't sure if he wanted to will her away from disturbing his darkness or grab and drag her down into the night with him, to keep that light shining and warming him for as long as he can. Besides he hadn’t hunted in so many days now… Perhaps…

Shari was feeble, temporary - it wasn’t just her, it was the flaw of being human as compared to the form of his existence. The cures she fixed for herself, the improvements in her magic – all that could prolong her lifetime, significantly for her, but endlessly little as compared to his life. Taking in her light would only help him for a while, and then it will be gone like all others. Though of course he knew of a cure for that final problem. He never tried did he? Not for that purpose at least. But now perhaps he could find the courage.

Shari tore herself from her stunned state, hurrying back to her working table to grab a book and return to her room - she could feel the change of atmosphere between them, the air suddenly feeling too dense. When she walked towards the staircase, he was already expecting her by the door only to follow her up the steps and into her floor, apparently deciding to accompany the healer on the way to her room. Shari felt her back almost painfully tense under his stare. His presence suddenly too overwhelming for her to handle her fear.

Dracula followed the human without breaking the silence settled between them. His inner hunter was purring at the sound of her quick heartbeat, the twilight and loneliness of the castle only heightening his senses.

The corridor was dark, but not dark enough for Shari not to notice how her unwanted companion moved closer. She didn’t like this sudden change, mostly because she could not figure what could have possibly caused it. And could not be certain she would really like to know the answer. They stopped at her door and Shari turned to look at him before parting ways, regretting her decision the instant she did so.

Dracula leaned down closer, looking her in the eyes, his hand coming up to rest against the wall next to her head. It wasn’t a gesture of intimidation, more one of a tired man needing support. But Shari still felt caged, overwhelmed by the powerful being before her; an anxious shiver ran down her spine at the proximity. It was suddenly hard to breathe.

- How is your healing going? - he asked, quiet, the question somewhat unfit for their position.

- Can't tell straight away, but I do hope it helps, I have put quite an effort and the... - she froze, she wanted to turn away from him, but found herself unable to do so. - I hope this all was not in vain, disturbing your home with my presence, I mean.

- I do hope so too. For your health’s sake, of course, - a clawed hand came to her chin, tilting her head up, stopping her attempts to hide her gaze. It seemed to her she could see him smile, but maybe it was just her mind playing tricks. Dracula sensed her anxiety and withdrew just a little.

- Thank you. For you kindness and... - she couldn't bring herself to finish the phrase; she was whispering now too, her breaths coming heavy. Shari tried to back away, unsuccessfully, her spine hitting the doorframe painfully.

"Don’t run, firefly, come closer. You were so brave all along, no need to be shy now".

She felt him lean in closer following her, her back now pressed against the closed door of her room and his frame preventing her from slipping away. Now he finally had cornered her, and she felt the anticipation running through her veins. Could he sense it? Did he hear her heartbeat? His face seemed so handsome now in the dim moonlight coming from a window down the corridor, Shari had never truly noticed before how appealing he could be; he was so close to her, a few more inches and they would...

- I believe I should bid you good night, Count, - she whispered quickly, in one short breath, tearing herself away from his grasp and his hypnotic gaze, and before he could answer anything, the door to her room was shut behind her back.

Shari exhaled heavily, leaning her back against the doorframe, feeling his claws scratch at the wood longingly from the other side. The healer pressed her fingers to her lips. She wanted it. Wanted him to kiss her, to press her to himself lovingly and gently, run his clawed fingers through her hair, careful not to hurt her, look at her… Just the way it seemed a moment ago he stared into her face in the pale moonlight of the corridor. No matter how much she denied it, it was the painful truth. She had fallen for the Count.

Shari exhaled heavily and stayed motionless for a few moments. Then, as if an invisible force pushed her forward, she tore herself away from the doorframe, making a few unsteady steps. She let out a quiet sob and dropped on her bed, curling into a ball on top of the covers. Oh hell. Shari curled her body tighter, pressing her palms to the sides of her head. No, no, no, forget this. This will be the end of you. She covered her mouth with a hand to stop her sobs from coming out too loud - he may still be standing behind that door, he may still hear her disarray. Her tears soaked the bed covers, creating a dark spot as she struggled to contain her sudden outburst, pressing her face into the bed. This was not right. This should not be happening. This was not happening. But why, why did it have to hurt so much?

She felt a featherlight touch to her back and bolted up abruptly, turning to her unexpected guest.

- Shh, - a single finger pressed to her lips, gesturing for Shari to keep quiet. - Don't shout, - Lisa started. - Why did you run from him? I saw it, everything was going so well, you almost... - she was very obviously preparing for a long speech, but Shari interrupted her:

- Almost what, Lisa? You bring me here, lie to me that I wouldn't meet him and then disappear for weeks leaving me alone! - You never believed you wouldn’t meet him here, you’re not that stupid, - the ghost cut in confidently. - Don't you see what is going on to me? – Shari ignored her. - I... I can't! I can't love your husband, it's just wrong! Especially not from your own advice, this is just...- she hugged her shoulders in a mix of frustration, feeling the tears come threateningly close to flooding her vision again.

- But he’ll love you too, don't you see this was the whole point? It's working, he cares for you, he is in love with you, he will... - Lisa tried to explain, her hand coming to rest lightly at Shari's forearms.

- No! Stop! I see where you're heading with this. "To make him pity you and change the rage into mercy"! There was never any way I could stop the castle’s traveling mechanisms - you simply stuck to your plan and guided me to him. You did this on purpose, well, happy now, are you? ...You don't even understand, - Shari said gravely after a while. - He doesn't love me. He sees you in me and that is what makes him care – even if he does care. He misses you, Lisa, he wants you back and in me he sees a replacement. Lord, I can't believe I am saying this, but this is exactly the reason why your plan is awful. He may be interested for now, that will occupy his thoughts for a while. But at some point he is going to come back to the realisation that I'm fake - that I am not you and am never going to be you. I will never be a fitting replacement and as soon as he realizes it, I will be painfully dead and the war will rage on further. I'm nothing to him, but your shadow, - she ran both her hands through her hair in a gesture of despair.

- You're wrong, Shari, you're just under...

- I'm right. And what is the worst part: now I know I'm falling for him and I can do nothing about it.... I'm already in love with him, although he will never feel the same - never love me for what I am, - she sobbed quietly. - I should have predicted this, you know, expected... But my goodness this suddenly so much more than I have anticipated?! - she fell back on the covers, breathing heavily. Lisa caressed her head.

- I hope time will prove you wrong. If you could see things from my perspective, maybe you wouldn't be so pained, - Shari turned away from the ghost slightly, shutting her eyes. - But I guess you are not in the mood for a change of viewpoint tonight.

Silence ensued, and in a minute the ghost disappeared with a dissatisfied huff, leaving the healer alone to her thoughts. Lisa was guilty and frustrated at the same time, but most of all absolutely useless to the situation - whatever it was between the two it was now only up to them to sort it out.

- I need to get out of here, - Shari whispered to herself desperately, curling in a tight ball on top of the covers.

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Dracula growled under his breath, his forehead connecting with the side of the doorframe as he leaned on the locked door. "No. Don't run. Come back". He could feel the vibrations from her beating heart: she was still close, he knew she was pressed to the door from the other side. Just a few inches apart. His hand slid angrily against the wood, his claws leaving four traces on the dark surface. "Open up". But the door stayed locked.

The vampire stepped away as he sensed her move further into the room, leaving his grasp all together. He shook his head, disappearing in a cloud of grey fog that slid along the corridor. He reappeared in his own form only back in his empty, dimly lit chambers. What the hell was wrong with him? What was he thinking? What was he going to do with her? That witch, that human, that stupid sweet caring creature... Oh no.

He chuckled bitterly, sinking into a chair and hiding his face in his palms. So this is what he came to. This is what he felt for her in the end. It shouldn't be - it was against every prediction he made for his lonely hateful future. She was a goddamn human and his son's friend. Not someone like her. This is utterly stupid, illogical, idiotic... and true. Dracula groaned, his fist going down and connecting harshly with the armrest of the chair. That awful flying feeling setting inside of him - he knew well that the best he could do for himself was to burn it out with hatred and he knew just as well that he simply wouldn't be able to - so he would have to do the second best thing and try to make it support him.

He knew enough of the emotion and he had made plenty of mistakes recognising it before. This time he wouldn't. He was aware it was dangerous and cruel. He knew what this could lead to. The vampire had loved enough times before.

Lisa moved towards him slowly from her corner - she knew he wouldn't see or sense her, but was still hesitant to reach out. How much she wanted to support him, to help him let go and move on, to return to his stronger self. The ghost neared the vampire carefully. She put her hand on his shoulder softly, even though he wouldn't feel it, it was as much as she could do. Dracula growled quietly, whispering something under his breath. Oh, Vlad, what is happening to you?

#this story is still alive #i am a periodic author #sorry to everyone who is still with Shari on her journey #castlevania #dracula x oc #dracula x reader #vlad dracula tepes #adrian tepes #alucard #lisa tepes #castlevania fanfiction #my writing

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bluesdrool · 10 months

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First fanfiction Im ever posting.

This Fanfiction is my second one but this is the first one that I and taking seriously. Hopefully someone reads it and gives me feed back on it. But this is what I have so far.

I’ll write the first few paragraphs to get people interested:

She didn’t think that the day would come, that she could actually be face to face with her crush for so many years. But she has to find the courage to really be face to face with them and talk to him. For now she keeps her distance and hangs around her friend group to distract herself. But she can’t help herself from glancing at him every so often, and catch him glancing right back at her. She keeps thinking of how they were able to be at the same event. She knows so much about him and annoys her friends from how often you talk about him. How is it he went to this one event and not the others that he was previously invited to? What made this event worth coming to? Yes, the event was to celebrate someone’s achievement but why come here? Someone must have talked him into coming, maybe his daughter. Or even maybe his girlfriend, but she is not there. And that was odd he was infatuated with her, he was her second ‘zing’. Soooo why was she not here with him.

She walks off to find his daughter, Mavis. Seeing her next to her husband, Johnny, they look to be enjoying their time away from their son for a few hours. Walking up to them, hearing them laughing, thinking of what to ask her. “Hey, Mavis, is it ok if we have a little chat?” She say respectfully. “Oh sure. What is it that you want to talk about?” Mavis says handing Johnny her unfinished drink. As you two walk away to be a bit more secluded, she thinks in her head of a way on how to ask why her father is alone. Yes, you know it’s a weird kind of question. Don’t want to make it obvious that her father is the main thing that lives inside of her head. And yes we know he is way older than you but come on have you seen him. He is not his sad loner self he was before his new girlfriend, he was still attractive then too, but he has more muscle now, a new demeanor, a new aura.(IF YOU KNOW WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT YOU SHOULD AGREE @infestedcake) He has gotten way more popular from this.

“I just wanted to talk about how you are doing. We haven't talked for a long time.” She says a bit nervous. Marvis raises her eyebrow at you, she looks ahead thinking of what to say back to you. “Honestly I am fine. Johnny makes parenting so much easier. And I like being a mother, my son brings more joy into my life. But I have a feeling that this is not the topic that you are really interested in. Tell me what’s really on your mind.” Mavis says in a concerned manner. You sigh and just decide to just ask her. “Where is Erika? I thought she and Dracula do just about everything together? And what made Dracula come to this event? Is he okay?” Eris asked her questions so quickly that she is not sure that Mavis was able to hear her correctly. She abruptly stops Eris both from walking any further and she turns towards her. She looks a bit sad and focused, turning her head towards her father, they both see him mingling but not really enjoying himself. But to all the people surrounding him they were able to be fooled by the fake smile he was putting up. ‘Did something happen to Erika? Why is he alone and sad again?’ Mavis turns back to you and begins to speak. “After my father and Erika got together, he was all everyone talked about. He became really popular as you know. He didn’t like the popularity he was getting. He is still a bit old school, but Erika was able to help him use the popularity for better things like making more hotels and expanding their businesses together. As you can see he started to work out more and become more social with others. But recently Erika and him have been drifting, and I know he is hurting. I don’t know what happened between them, but whatever it is, it’s not good. I know he was going to propose to her but that is not going to happen with the way they are acting towards each other.” As she says this Eris’ heart feels like it’s sinking, knowing that he is not happy again and might seclude himself again does not feel right to her. “But why did he come here if he is not feeling like himself? Do you think you might know what happened between them or have you seen anything? Sorry I have so many questions, it just seems weird that he is alone in a setting we both know does not describe him to be in.” She takes a deep breath and glances at Dracula again. He is walking toward the both of you. Turning around quickly to try to collect herself and calm her mind.

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starangeell · 11 days

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【౨ৎ ⋆｡˚】 Tomas Vrbada - 【 𝗔𝗡𝗬 𝗣𝗢𝗩 】 - fuck buddies

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ilikedetectives · 19 days

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"Taste my lips. They are already laced with toxins - none shall be spared tonight, not even you." "What a wonderful way to die."

#Minthara #Baldur's Gate 3 #tav x minthara #minthara baenre #sapphic #wlw #Minthara x Kalius #OC: Kalius #mybg3kalius #gamingedit #pc gaming #video games #virtual photography #screenshot #mine #mybg3edit #there's no toxins here only honey #wait a min it's the katie mcgrath kiss in dracula #I always knew Minthy is a biter ehehe

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azulazenin · 6 days

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Princess Mihaela of Styria and Prince Adrian of Wallachia – and of all vampires – around 1457, on a meeting arranged by Dracula and Carmilla. The point was introducing the little princess do Dracula's court and make it possible for the kids to become friends, since they were the only two living dhampirs in the whole world.

You can read their story on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49552465/chapters/125063038

Art made by punkedible on twitter

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e114-6i11 · 7 months

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💀💀😭😭

#alucard #alucard hellsing #count dracula #dracula 1931 #bram stocker's dracula #dracula memes #halloween #alucard x oc #alucard x integra #alucard x y/n #hellsing #hellsing alucard #hellsing ultimate #hellsing headcanons #live laugh love hellsing #lgbtqiia+

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demigoddessqueens · 2 years

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Headcanons of how would Alucard, Issac, Hector, Dracula, and Trevor react when they accidentally saw their shy crush practising to confess to THEM?

Awww!!

You knew your feelings to be true, but did they know that? Sure, you thought of them constantly, talked to them from sun up to sun down, and imagined the what if? in your daydreams. But as you mutter this to yourself, would they feel the same? Could they see you as something more?

Alucard - you had volunteered to cook for that morning before the others woke but it weighed on you to be alone with your thoughts. Just as you are muttering away to yourself, the dhamphir comes around the corner just as you are saying the “I love you” along with his name. Immediately, he’s taken aback, rethinking how he doubted you could care for him that way but also realizing he can’t hold others at an arm’s distance. Rushing to you, imploring looks and all, he returns the sentiment. “You’ve always brought me happiness…I love you too”

Hector - you were entertaining Little Cezar in the living room, having sought shelter for a while from your travels. Yet you were falling for the soft-spoken blue-eyed man from Rhodes, even if he didn’t notice it yet. Speaking your thoughts to the eager pup, you didn’t see the man’s eyes widen when you voiced on how you loved him. The train of thought stops when he takes you into his arms and sweet words in your ear, “I felt the same but I never thought you would too”

Isaac - traveling along during his journey(s) after seeking a new purpose in life left you thinking of Isaac in a different light. Ironically, you find yourself rambling to the demons even if there are a few who are capable of talking back. You’re caught in your verbal thoughts one night when he offers you some berries and tea, along with a warm smile and holding your hand. “Why confess to them when I’ve held you in my heart?”

Dracula - having been taken in as a pupil to study science, and it just being the two of you, a bond was only natural to form. Pouring into the books, you think of what could be, let alone what you would even say to him. “He’s the most powerful vampire…and I’m me! How would I even say I love you?” From the shadows, he emerges with the warmest smile. “I always knew I liked you, but I’m starting to think I love you too”

Trevor - you’re tucked away in the library of the Belmont Hold, looking for a new addition to your reading list. As your mind wanders, you start to rethink about how everything has changed and how you felt in realizing you loved Trevor when he was missing after the final fight. Flipping through a book you absent-mindedly just mutter “maybe I do care for him after all….huh, I love Trevor Belmont.” An eagerly passionate man rushes to your side with a cheek kiss and tight embrace. “I adore you too, love”

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merumely · 2 years

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Alucard Headcanon: Outings

To start with, this vamp isn't a fan of crowded places. He would rather avoid crowds due to their ruckus and inevitable pushing, shoving and possible interactions, tho if accompanying you he will bear for your sake. If you were to take him somewhere, please be it somewhere chill with very few people or somewhere that they have to be quiet or in his pov desolate. Places like the park, museum, even just late night strolls into the city or places he's never seen and are crowd controlled are pretty good choices preferably if they go at dusk or late at night. There's exceptions however that he can be able tolerate just cause he's enjoying himself too much to care about his surroundings and that would be a theater, whether it be movie or play and movie/shops. He's a fan of movies and he'll be too busy watching the big screen or reading movie back of dvd snap cases one after the other. Another rare exception are night markets, there's so much to see and they're reminiscent of the old markets back in his human days, plus there's always paths to avoid people or approaching crowds 😆 Alucard may not be the a very people person but he will appreciate you taking the time to take him out to show him new refreshing locations that he in his 500/600 years has not yet seen.

#hellsing #hellsing ultimate #alucard #alucard hellsing #dracula #count dracula #no life king #alucard x s/o #alucard x oc #alucard x reader #dracula x s/o #dracula x oc #dracula x reader

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emily-the-fae · 1 year

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Hector from Castlevania terrifies me

No but seriously hear me out, he might be one of the most frightening characters of the series. Here's why:

Hector is a skilled necromancer and just generally very strong as we have witnessed. He is used to dealing with dead bodies that stuff absolutely does not repulse him. If anything he is very capable of killing humans and bringing them back into an altered existence.

Hector was completely cool with the idea of enslaving a ton of humans as long as it was presumably merciful. He wasn't fond of the "let's kill everyone" but totally on board with "let's enslave them all to drink their blood" which is not much better. Seems like he thinks it is.

As many other characters that are "better with animals than with people" I feel like he is not very good at understanding social behavior/rules and feelings of other humans in general (add to that lack of good parent treatment and help growing up, as we've seen in the flashbacks) which is not bad in itself, but added to his overall standing... being used to cruelty, being alright with using the term "pet" when talking about humans - something tells me he does not fully grasp boundaries and need of others for freedom and safety.

To conclude it feels like he just doesn't fully understand. Unlike the vampires that know that they are killing and hurting people to benefit themselves, make the world more to their liking, Hector operates in the terms of greater good that he believes in.

That's why he is terrifying. Vampires know when they inflict pain and suffering. Hector? He can do terrible things to someone and not even realize that it would hurt them. Imagine what the souls that were locked in his night creatures felt? Yet he's forging on. Hector does not realize he is doing damage and because of it you'll never see it coming nor how much of it is coming.

#hector is scary af #like he can absolutely murder you with a smile and think it's for the better and there will be absolutely nothing warning you #he could murder his best friend on f accident and then revive them and the soul would be locked in the body forever #but completely submitted to his will because he is the master of night creatures #castlevania #hector castlevania #lenore castlevania #carmilla #dracula #vlad dracula țepeș #adrian castlevania #sypha belnades #trevor belmont #night creatures #hector x oc #hector x lenore #hector x reader

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scaly-freaks · 28 days

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thinking about a dracula!aegon au but like true horror (he's got bat wings, and he's all gross and grey and shrivelled up because he's been packed up in that coffin of romanian soil for so long). and it's a situation where he's stalking humans in the local english village night after night, and by the time he's returned to his original form, he finally finds amara and decides ah, this one i'm going to kidnap as a new bride. and then the horror truly begins because he courts her like an undead creature who is centuries old, not a gentleman from her current century. cue just pure fear on her part, and him thinking he's doing something by bringing her decapitated heads and shaking her to stop her crying.

#aegon x amara #aegon ii targaryen #aegon ii x oc #dracula au

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cardierreh15 · 1 year

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When love finds a way

I do not give any permission to copy or repost my work!

Warnings 18+: Death , Blood .

Pairings: Henry Cavill (Drake/Dracula) x Misty/Mia (Black!plus size female)

Description: The past comes back to haunt Drake in the most strangest way.

Song(s): Time Of The Season by The Zombies

Word Count: 2.9K

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Shadows casted and danced as one with the candlelight upon the walls. Sweet angelic laughter had filled the air as he nuzzled his pointy nose into her soft warm skin; pampering sweet kisses on her flesh.

A toothy grin had curled on his lips, with a glint of sparkle in his blood pigmented eyes. ‘I really must go now. I told you I’d stay for a glass of wine and one had turned into 4.’

‘Ah,’ He smacked at his teeth and leaned over to grab the neck of the wine bottle, ‘Just one more my love.’ Then he’d reached over and poured a few more ounces into her once again empty glass. ‘I’d wished you just move in with me already.’

The woman wanted to object, but instead she just laughed and looked over at him, ‘If I didn’t know better, Id be thinking you’re trying to get me drunk! And, if we moved in together, I don’t think I’d be able to keep my promise to myself.’

‘And what promise was that my love?’

‘To at least wait a month into our marriage before you put me to bed.’

‘Hmph. You do make it hard to wait.’

The couple chuckled before he looked up at her, ‘And Perhaps I am… or maybe I just enjoy your company that much.’ He placed the bottle back down on the glass table and sat back, ‘We are to spend the rest of eternity together after all.’ He smiled softly.

The woman scooped up her wine glass by the neck and look at the beautiful wedding ring that donned her hand. A hesitant smile curled on her lips before she took a sip of her wine once more.

Drake’s eyebrows pulled into one as he noticed her happy demeanor had faltered some. He sat up and scoot closer to her, ‘Don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts my love?’ He took her hand carefully and placed a gentle kiss upon her diamond.

‘N-no. It’s just that … eternity is a long time. I want to experience life first before … immortality. I want to birth a son, or a daughter—‘

He sighed softly, closing his eyes before, ‘Mia—‘

‘Dracula…’ she said as she snapped her head towards him. ‘You are my husband… is it not your job to give me what my heart truly desires?’

‘Yes but—‘

‘But?’ Her sweet honey brown eyes stared into his.

He broke the eye contact before looking down at her mahogany hands. ‘What if—‘ he swallowed his spit and looked back up at her, ‘What if I can’t? What if all these years have finally caught up with me and I can’t provide you with what you want? What then, Mia?’

Mia placed her small warm palms on his cheeks and pulled him into a sweet kiss. She could taste small remnants of blood upon his lips but it didn’t bother her much. She’d gotten use to the taste in the past year and a half.

When she’d broken the kiss, she whispered against his lips, ‘I know we can. Plus, It is always fun… practicing.’ She giggled.

Drake chuckled as well, pressing his forehead against hers, ‘It is. Maybe we can start practicing tonight?’ He then rushed in another kiss, before pampering her face and neck with sweet pecks.

A tickled laugh bounced off the walls before they were smothered with his own mouth once again.

The two were barely out of their clothes when they heard someone call his name, “DRACULA! SURRENDER YOURSELF VILE CREATURE OF HELL!”

He looked over his shoulder as he hovered over his lover.

‘Who is that?!’ Mia said in worry.

Drake quickly and carefully pulled himself off of her and walked over to the window. Once he’d pulled the winter curtain to the side, there stood the whole nearby village with pitchforks and lit up torches in their hands.

‘Mia, stay here.’

‘What?! No, Drake— they’ll kill you!’

‘Mia!’ With his immortal speed, he grabbed her face, ‘Please… stay… here. They mustn’t know you’re here—‘

‘DRACULAAA! COME OUT, THE CHURCH ONLY WISHES TO SPEAK WITH YOU!’

‘Hide. Do not come out until I come to you myself do you understand?!’

Mia nodded quickly before she hurried off and searched for hiding places.

He walked towards the large door of his home, unlocked it and pulled it open. He was instantly greeted with the scent of burning oil. He could hear the racing of everyone’s heart. They feared him. All of them except the priest, who held that cursed book in his arm.

Shutting the door softly behind him, he then walked forward, ‘My I help you… priest?’

‘Hmm… indeed you can.’

Drake narrowed his eyes as he took in the individual. He donned dirty blonde hair, green eyes and had a lean, tall frame. He wore a black cloak with red trimmings around the wrists and around his neck he work a silver necklace with a large cross pendant.

‘I Am Priest Darius Obadiah. I preach at the local town’s church. And I specifically specialize in exorcisms and vampire hunting. Basically, I am a servant of God, here to rid the world of evil. Such as yourself. ‘

‘I do not know what you mean Priest. Perhaps you’ve stumbled across the wrong man.’

Priest Darius narrowed his eyes for a second and sighed before continuing, ‘I have received word on your whereabouts from the people of the church. These…’ the priest reached his arm out, gesturing towards the folk behind him, ‘People. But that isn’t the most interesting part…’

Drake’s brows pulled into one, his red eyes searching the crowd for anyone that he would have recognized. He paid no mind to the priest until he mentioned, ‘The townsfolk say you have a woman. I hear she’s the most beautiful thing this world has ever seen. Skin chocolatey and silky. Something you’d kill to dig your fangs into?’

His eyes darted back towards the priest and he clenched his jaw together, ‘I haven’t heard of such a woman… I am a mere farmer… I am alone.’

The Priest raised a brow before continuing, ‘I want to believe you son… but the darkness I feel exuding off of you is unmatched. Joseph, Phillip! Bring her to me please!’

Drake snapped his head over his shoulder as two large men carried her out by her arms. ‘DRAKE! Get off! Get off of me!’ And they tossed her to the ground before the priest.

‘MIA! DON’T YOU DARE HARM HER!’ His crimson eyes glowed brighter than the moon. His large fangs protruded from his gums.

‘Ah! There she is! Just as they have described to be too! And all we needed from you— was a little motivation.’ The Priest chuckled as he walked over to the young beautiful woman and grabbed her by her thick curls. ‘Up, up, up— there you go sweet heart.’

‘AUGH!’ Mia whimpered out.

‘Mia! I won’t let them hurt you my love!’

The priest gave some of the villagers a nod for them to start burning down his stock, and his home.

Drake was aware of what was occurring behind him but he kept his eyes fixated on the priest.

‘Look… I know you planned on living a quiet life. Settling down but you are an abomination. A demon sent from hell to plague this world your vileness. You have and only will put everyone you know in danger… so you can give yourself up now or I will simply break you.’

‘DRAKE! DON’T DO IT!’

Drake kept his eyes on the priest before he looked at his distressed wife. ‘Mia…’

The priest smacked his teeth, rolling his eyes, ‘Fine. Let’s see how you bend under pressure.’ And in record time, the priest pulled out a dagger and stabbed it through her back.

A gasp came from Mia’s lips as he snatched the blade right out of her.

‘MIAAAA!’ He rushed over to his dying lover, falling to his knees and pulled her up into his lap. ‘Mia! Baby, baby— it’s ok! It’s not that bad—It’s.‘ his breathing was shaky. He pulled her up so he could see the wound in her back and placed one hand there, and the other rested on her exit wound in her abdomen. ‘Come on baby! Stay with me!’

‘Such a shame… she was beautiful. What a waste.’ And the priest turned around and walked through the villagers.

‘Dr—… it’s-it’s okay.’ She muttered out, her eyes wet with her own tears. Mia placed her bloodied hands on his face, ‘it’s OK… let it… g-go.’

‘It’s OK baby. I’ve got you. Just… stay with me OK. Look at me!’

Mia gave him a pained smile as a thick tear fell down the side of her face. Her face finally relaxed. And her rhythmic heart had came to a stop.

‘No, no, no. Mia— Mia please! Stay with me please. MIA!’

He sobbed as he held her. A pain he’d never experienced before ripped through him and he just let out a painful wail. He pulled her up into his arms and just held her corpse close. Rocking as if he were putting a baby to sleep.

‘What about him, father?’ One of the villagers asked.

‘He is broken. Death is what he wants. His punishment for his presence shall to live without the one he loves for the rest of his days.’

‘And what if he comes for us?!’ Another villager asked in worry.

‘He will… and we shall be ready.’

In the back, his home was already engulfed in flames. His stock ran around rampant, burning and dying. But cared nothing about it. They’d taken away the one thing he loved in this world.

He sought revenge. And God and his disciples were to feel his everlasting wrath. For those who steered in his way— would meet their dreadful and untimely demise too.

***

Modern Day

The weather was treacherous today. It was almost enough to make Drake stay indoors. But he needed to finished his painting. He was almost done with it, so he bit the silver bullet and got himself together.

He wore a simple black slacks and a button down with a black wife beater beneath it. He then threw on a black blazer to complete the look. And on his way out the door, he grabbed his black umbrella and his sunglasses.

Drake inhaled deeply; taking in all of the scents around him. He could smell the moisture in the air. It was to rain soon, so he had to hurry back. The man was like a cat thrown in a tub! He hated getting wet against his will.

He then carefully pulled his AirPods out of his pocket and plugged them into his ears. Pulling out his iPod, he restarted his playlist and began on his journey.

Drake lived in the city. This way he never felt the need to invest in a car. As far as he knew, he wasn’t being hunted thus, so walking about was a bit more relieving. Plus, everything was nearby! Supermarket, Drugstore, Restaurants, Hospital (where he would stock up his special packets at). A perfect place go blend in.

‘Hi, Mister Drake!’ A little boy with bright ginger hair on a bike chirped out, stopping right in front of him.

He pressed his lips and stopped in his tracks, ‘Oliver, careful with that thing… you can hurt someone… or worse!’

‘What? This little ole thing? You are too big to be hurt by the likes of me.’ The young man said proudly.

‘That’s kind of you young man. Now if you’d excuse—‘

‘My mom keeps asking about you Mister Drake! When you gone call her?’

Drake raised a brow, his neck stiffening at the thought of his mother. She was a beautiful woman, pretty blue eyes, strawberry blonde hair, coke bottle shape. But he would only use her for one thing if not, the other. So he looked behind him and ahead of him before leveling down to Oliver’s height.

‘Look,’ he pulled his shades down to the top of his nose, revealing his bright crimson eyes. ‘Tell your mother to stop sending her son to speak regarding her. It’s inappropriate and unladylike. And if she’d like, I’m available everyday around 7:30. K?’

The young man’s lips were parted open, stuck in a trance almost until he nodded.

‘Good lad,’ he pushed his shades back over his orbs and stood up straight, ‘Now, run along now. Behave now, young Oliver. I will be watching you!’

***

As soon as he walked into the safety of the arts and crafts store, he brought down his umbrella and pushed his shades back over his head. Then, he picked up a hand basket.

Blinking a few times he allowed his sensitive orbs to take absorb the artificial light. He then inhaled deeply, this way he was able to find out everything about every person in the establishment. Most of the pheromones were the same usual scents, and some were different but not special enough for him to be pulled in. All except one.

‘Hmmm.’ He hummed softly before his attention was grasp by one of the workers.

‘Mr. Drake! How’s it going?’

He snapped his head towards the older woman before giving her a gentle smile, ‘Mrs. King. Hi, how are you? How was your holiday?’

‘It was delightful! Kids had a blast up there in the snow! But I didn’t get to see you before I left. No lie, I was a bit concerned. Are you doing alright?’

November 29th was the day that Mia had passed. And every year since her death he would prepare a memorial in her honor. That was also the last day Mrs. King worked before her vacation.

He nodded, pressing his lips together, ‘Just— had business to take care of. I’m fine, truly.’

‘Well, you know I am a phone call away. Oh! We restocked in your favorite Oil & Acrylics yesterday! Gone head have a blast!’ She grinned happily.

‘Oh goodie! I best be on my way!’ He grinned as he began to make his way towards the back of the store where there were all kinds of varieties of canvases, paints, and brushes. This was his safe haven. His personal Heaven.

Suddenly, that unusual yet, familiar scent danced around his nose once again. But it was a delightful scent. It made love to his senses and made whatever soul he had left in him, feel right at home.

So he just followed it, gaining closer and closer to the smell. To his surprise was a curly haired, cinnamon skinned woman admiring a large squeeze bottle of paint. She was curvaceous, and small in height. She had the same silhouette as his long lost love.

Or perhaps he was seeing things.

Drake quietly walked over and just stood there eyeing the different kinds of paint. A smooth, seductive song began to play in his ears. Causing his eyes to close slightly as he savored the sound.

Until he found himself singing out softly.

‘What’s your name, whose your daddy—‘

‘Whose your daddy,’ the girl adlibed, ‘He rich? Is he rich like mee?’

Drake blinked once and looked over at the woman who was still studying the paint and now humming the rest of the song.

‘You like The Zombies?’ He said with a smirk, his eyebrow raised and curiosity.

‘Not really,’ she said before dropping the blue paint in her hand basket and looked up at him. Her hair bounced and moved effortlessly. So lively and full! ‘Just that song in particularly.’ She giggled.

When their eyes met, Drake felt like he’d been kicked in the gut by a mule. She had her same beautiful, charming smile. Those same honeycomb eyes, and those lips… those full lips he use to just indulge on for no particular reason at all. Just because that’s the closest he got to tasting her. Hell, even her heart beat sounded the same.

He was still as if he was caught in Medusa’s glare.

‘Uh..’

Drake blinked out of his own head, ‘I’m… sorry. You just reminded me of someone.’ He turned his gaze away and started packing the colors he needed.

The girl smiled softly, her small dimples deepening in her cheeks, ‘I hope they were good memories.’ She gave him a gentle giggle.

He bit into his bottom lip and pressed his lips together. He was afraid to say anything else.

‘I’m… Misty… by the way.’

Drake looked down at his basket before looking back over at her with a gentle smile, ‘Drake.’

‘Drake?’

‘Mmmm.’ He hummed in agreement.

‘Like the rapper?’

‘Who?’ He raised a brow before looking over at the gorgeous woman.

‘You know? “You use to call me on your cell phone— late night when you neeed myyy love.” You know that guy?’ She said elbowing him gently.

Drake stared at her, confusion written on his face.

‘Oh dear… that was a very popular song.’ Misty giggled as she picked up another color.

‘Not popular enough, I suppose.’

The girl laughed and shook her head, ‘I guess not. So why do they call you Drake?’

‘It’s short for something…’ he paused, feeling like he was opening way too many doors.

‘OK… what is it then?’

‘I’d rather not tell. I don’t like my name.’

‘Alright, well— it’s been a pleasure “Call me on my cellphone,” man.’ she began to back up and wave her dainty fingers towards him. ‘I must get going. See ya around.’

‘See ya.’ He murmured as she disappeared around the corner. If it were possible for a vampire to throw up, he probably would’ve done that already.

#henry cavill #august walker #henry cavill x black reader #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill x black!plus size female oc #henry cavill x plus size reader #henry cavill!dracula #vampire!august #vampire!sherlock #vampire!henry cavill #count dracula #vampire lore #vampire

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