#adrian tepes x you

[2kmps]

A Simple Nocturne

alucard|adrian tepès x reader | 3.3k

synopsis; following the defeat of his father by his hand, you notice alucard becomes withdrawn amid an uncertain future. you take his hand, unable to bear the suffering he endures in silence.

story warnings; mentions of patricide, alucard in mourning, erotic content that isn't really explicit, written in 2018, sotn-coded alucard mostly, mdni!

At his insistence, he was often in your company for a few sparse moments while the moon was at its highest beyond the spires of the castle and coverture by clouds. You couldn’t say you were a fool to the layout of the castle any longer, and even once telling him so, he still offered to walk with you through the dismal corridors, guided by the dull flicker of candlelight from the candelabra in his grasp.

These were the moments with him that you cherished the most, the only ones he seemed willful to indulge you in. Following the defeat of Dracula by his own hand, you thought his eyes had grown colder than any hellish winter, reflecting the nebulous traces of his thoughts. He stood within your grasp these times almost always, and yet he was so far away from you.

Even as he walked alongside you, the halls comfortless and abysmal aside from the synchronic tap of your footfalls across cold stone that reverberated endlessly off the walls and carried on as though a voice growing more distant, you felt alone.

You could feel his presence beside you, his languid strides easy enough to keep in pace with, the tail of his coat nearly dragged the floor and wound his legs, and if you were to sidle just slightly nearer, you would be touching him.

He seemed a ghost; residual and purposeless, a man with nothing else he could possibly lose and yet for some reason even unknown to him, he continued living on.

The sweet glow emanating from candlelight cast across his face and showed to you a haunted man, an otherworldly beauty that captured the pallor and translucency in his skin, the glimmer of hair like tinsel, and a gaze with faint shine that swayed towards you.

You quickly looked away towards the worn tapestries adorning the walls and the many doors mirroring one another as you passed. However, after a moment, the discomforting echoes in the hall tapered into nothing as you both stopped before one door in particular.

“I feel like it looks different every night.” You said, fingertips curling away from the brass handle wrapped in the night chill. “I sort of feel like switching up rooms again. That alright with you?”

“You’re free to do as you wish, that has not changed.” Alucard gave his brisk reply. Perhaps if this had been your first encounter with him, you would had thought him rude, but there was no ill-intent behind his words.

And by the dimming glow from the flames, you could feel his gaze waver at the slightest, lips twitching at the corners as though trying to search for something more to say. You wondered if he thought he presented an unperturbed, impenetrable, always stoic demeanor that you couldn’t see through. It was likely of little comfort to him when your eyes pierced straight through him; those feelings, those things he perceived as his own weaknesses wore on his sleeve and made your heart tremble as well.

“Tomorrow, then.” He spoke at last, taking one step away for you as he turned. There was a reluctance in his movements, a lethargy as though realizing once he left, he would be alone again.

You couldn’t bear his suffering any longer.

“Adrian, enough of this.” You caught his wrist, jarring him to a halt while his eyes shone in surprise. “Enough. Please just talk to me about how you’re feeling. Whatever you’re going through. You’re not well, you haven’t been in sometime.”

The walls were crashing down around him, the facade was quick to melt away as his face began to twist as though anguished. “I’ve nothing left to say that’s worth taking your time.”

“That doesn’t matter to me, you damn fool.” You searched for his fingers, twining them together as the large door gave a suffering wail. Your first steps backwards into the room were met with resistance, the full length of his arm outstretched, lingering at your doorway with the candelabra leveled at his waist. “You can come inside. Please, just talk to me. If not for yourself, then just don’t let me be alone.”

And so, led by the warmth of your hand, he ventured in the darkness of your room. The brass handle gave a rattle as he closed the door behind him, freeing his fingers from your own to set the candelabra aside on the first table that caught his eye. Despite the black air that encompassed you, you navigated the room easily enough, feeling for the candles and dainty lanterns you kept at your bedside for convenience.

You turned your head towards the sound of scuffing fabric, managing just then to coax a lantern alight, basking the spacious room warm, dancing hues that didn’t quite reach your doorway. It pleased you, however, when Alucard emerged from that nothingness without his coat, shadows seemingly dissolving from his shoulders as he fiddled with the cuffs of his shirt.

The bed barely emitted a creak as you flopped atop of it, legs crossed under you, giving the spot before you a eager pat. “Sit right here and tell me what’s on your mind. I’m all ears.”

His fingers froze at the buttons on his sleeves, eyes swimming across the room as though cautious there might be others listening, observing you both. That feeling stayed with him even once he joined you on the bed, his presence little more than a slight dip in the mattress.

You scooted closer to him. “There’s something I’ve been curious about, Adrian. With, you know, everything that has happened. Are we—Are you going to stay here indefinitely?”

“Even I cannot foretell the future.” He hunched forward, arms draped across his thighs. “What it is I should do against what I feel I should, I think of them often. My bloodline is cursed, what good to the world has come about it?”

He said this one other instance, though your memories of that day were vague, dreamlike even. You only recalled roaming Dracula’s castle with him, and then the next awakening in his arms to a brilliant sunrise and a sprawling, glittering sea. That beauty was marred by his overwhelming grief, though his tears only glistened at the corners of his eyes, never falling.

“I don’t think you’re cursed, Adrian.” You said, reaching forward to give light strokes his arm. Through the thin fabric, you felt his muscles tense against your touch, his eyes fixated on yours. “You’re a good man who wants peace, who sacrificed so much, who loves his family more than anything else… even after everything.”

Those words seemed to soften him as his shoulders lowered, tresses of gold falling across his chest.  The shadows deepened in the creases of his brow, and even though it pained him for you to see his composure chip away, he could not will his gaze away from you. Not now, and not when the tears seared his eyes, clouding his vision until the your face was no longer discernible to him.

“Oh, Adrian.” You found your voice cracking, his despair so palpable that it made your bones ache. It wasn’t any thought in your mind to wrap your arms around him, nestling your face against his chest to smother your own tears. “None of this was your fault. Not what happened to your mother, nor your father. This isn’t something you have to deal with on your own.”

You had never felt so much rigidity in his body more than you did in that moment. Clearly, your response was unexpected, your touch even less so. Despite this, he let his vulnerability show, body trembling as you smoothed your hands across his back.

His fragility was heartbreaking, and thought it was not so, he felt so much smaller than yourself.

“I... I am tormented by it every night. By my mother’s death, seeing it again.” He whispered shakily, taking a moment to ease his breaths. “And by taking my father’s life by my own hand. I remember so vividly still, at the end before his death, he had a moment of clarity. He wanted forgiveness that I could not be the one to grant.”

“Adrian—”

When you felt his arms surround you, holding you flush to him as his chin rested atop your shoulder, you thought the air had been knocked from your lungs. How long had it been since he held you like this?

“Is this the fate I’m meant to endure? The knowledge that I was useless to save my mother, and my father was slain by my hand? Isn’t a fate where I seal myself away from the world something to rejoice?”

You couldn’t listen to this anymore.

“Adrian, my love, that’s not the answer!” you snapped, that outburst startling him long enough for you to slip your arms between your bodies to take the sides of his face in your hands. “Please, don’t talk about yourself like that. You’re still grieving, and there’s nothing wrong with that. But, you need to accept that you’ve always done everything you could.”

His arms loosened from your waist, yet he still would not let you go. A smile tilted the corners of your lips as you traced your thumbs under his eyes, swiping away his tears. You were doubtless that you could offer him little comfort in alleviating all of his agony. 

The only one who could bring that war in his heart to a standstill was himself, you could only do this and hold his hand when he needed it.

Aside from the drum of your heartbeat in ears, the room was void of noise. You indulged in that silence, mesmerized by the softness of his skin that still held traces of warmth, and glisten in his eye that you wanted to believe stemmed from something other than tears.

He was entranced just as much by you, leaning his face more to one side against your palm, though you noticed the way his eyes drifted down your face.

It was an invitation that you eagerly took.

The feeling of his lips against yours was something you had craved for a time, foreign for you both, though his reaction was much more genuine. He was unsure, startled even that you had decided to kiss him. His face remained still in your hands as you moved your lips to the corner of his mouth, feathering upwards towards his cheeks, to the tip of his nose, and then once again to the origin.

This time he held no reservations to your affection, one of his hands carefully caressed your nape while your arms rose to hook around his neck. His lips were as soft as you had imagined they were while fervor grew from the caress, rousing something in you that you had been forced to the furthest parts of your mind for a while.

You felt his hand sweep lower to your back, gliding between your shoulder blades until he held you at your waist and eased you down on the mattress. His loose curls were much like spun gold, tempting you to twist them like tight ringlets around your fingers as his hair spilled over his shoulders like silk.

It wasn’t until you felt the tickle of the crisp night air against your flesh that you realized his easy work on your blouse, unfastening the last of the buttons before reaching past the fabric to feel your skin. You were growing unfathomably hot just by this, keenly aware your chest burned where he touched you, and it crept higher and higher as his hands did.

“Mmmn, this isn’t how I want it to go, Adrian.” You managed between kisses, tilting your face away where he then found fascination in your neck. His warm breath fanning across your flesh, trailing the length of your neck and behind your ear was rewarded with a quivering, longing sigh. “Adrian—”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“Yeah, I do.” You murmured, luring his face over yours again where you yanked him by the shirt into yet another ardent kiss. Without releasing his shirt, you ventured lower to fumble through undoing the buttons and peeled the thin fabric from his body.

Even though he was a lean man, there was still definition in his fame, muscle in his arms and chest. You memorized the divots and curves in his skin with your fingertips, unlikely to forget how he twitched when you touched him and his trembling breaths.

His pants and undergarments came off much faster, a reflection of your ardor and perhaps even his own as he swayed against you to slide them off his hips, cock hard against your thigh. The last of your garments was shucked from your body to join the heap on the floor, prompting you push yourself on your elbows as you kissed beneath his jaw.

“Lie on your back, Adrian.” You smiled against him, running your hands across his chest as persuasion. “Tonight is for you. I want you to know how much I love you.”

“As you wish.”

There was a flicker in his eye, a liveliness and searing want. His hands seized your own, pulling you up to straddle his waist when he laid back on the bed. There he explored more of you, stroking circles on your thighs and hips, eyes traveling across your body in a way you expected someone would look at exquisite art. “You are divine. This moment is ours, though I still do not understand what I have done to earn your love.”

“I don’t think any of us really do. We just love authentically and truly.” You answered, casting your eyes low to his erection and rubbed yourself against him. “I love you because you’re a good, kind man, even if you don’t want to see it.”

His breath snagged in his throat as you wrapped your hand around him, stroking his length and circling your palm around the head. You felt his hips lift under your, yet continued with fluid, rhythmic pumps. “I love you because you always try your best, you always do what you can with whatever circumstances are given to you.”

Even when in the clutches of pleasure, he was absolutely beautiful. His teeth caught the dim light when his mouth fell ajar, and his hair was a luscious bed of curls around him. You found it a bit humorous that you could elicit such a reaction from him, being what he was. But, you always believed him to more human than vampire.

It was after giving his cock a few harder strokes that he gripped your wrists, halting you. “Enough of this. I want to feel you, give yourself to me.”

You held no qualms to what he wanted.

Convinced by your nod, he released your wrists to grip at your thighs instead, massaging the back of them and then your ass when you rose to your knees to guide him inside you. His expression twisted deliciously the lower you went on his shaft, his fingers pushed deep divots into your skin when you acclimated to his girth and began rocking on him.

He didn’t let you go, not once.

Hot air hissed through your nostrils, lips taut and brow furrowing in your concentration to angle him just right as you rolled forward and then back. More than your own pleasure, you were careful to watch for his; the subtle twitch of his lips, the tension between his eyes, and the unyielding stare he fixed you with.

This moment was solely for him, yet you could say you were surprised when he began stroking your sides, raising his hips in unison with your thrusts, sending quakes of pleasure racing through your limbs and core.

There was a new glimmer in his eyes now, a coddled flicker that had grown in such enormity that even you felt embarrassed to be on the receiving end of it. He helped you in your motions, lifting you high enough for the tip of his cock to just nestle in you, bucking his hips to plow deep inside, luring a rather harsh gush of air from your lips.

At that point, you loomed over him, fingers splayed across his chest to keep yourself from completely collapsing on him. Your breaths quivered as you touched your lips against him, setting is flesh ablaze as your pants left hot, moist trails on him that then caressed his ear.

“There’s so much more I want to experience with you, Adrian. This—" you stifled a moan, body jarring as you rammed back down onto him, striking a spot in your that made your toes curl inward and abdomen clench tighter and tighter. “This—this is nothing.”

A sting of cold air touched your sides as you threaded your fingers with his, pinning the back of his hands on the bed next to his head. His knuckles bled of color as he clenched your hand tighter, pants seeming nothing more than dainty puffs of air, but your body knew otherwise.

Your sides were going to bruise, fully expecting the same of your hands. His thrusts were hard, belonging to a man creeping closer to his end. And yet, even midst all of this, you had never seen his eyes so dazzling, smoldering, encompassing you in such warmth and passion.

“A lifetime with you,” he fussed with your fingers, the back of his head digging deeper into the sheets as he writhed below you. “I—I could ask for nothing else. There is none other that I would rather have.”

As tender and genuine as his words were, you could only focus on the tension burying deeper in your gut, but spreading like a growing ember, a heat pulsing through your veins. Your walls tightened around him, the friction roused something of a harsher noise from the back of his throat, whereas you met your end.

You shook as you came, the strength in your thighs weakening and warmth in your body flourished, climbing to from your toes to your fingertips, and filled your vision with a glare of white. While the tension flowed from your body, your motions atop of him lethargic and fingers loosening from his, he thrust up into you a number of times; each reaching deeper than the last, fierce and quick.

The feeling was almost indescribable. He held your hands tightly, body halting and rigid beneath yours, cock throbbing against your walls and growing slick with cum that sent a shudder rattling down your spine. It was then that you noticed his chest relax when he released his breath, hips flattening against the mattress.

“Your love…” he rasped, tipping your balance as he lifted the back of your hand to his lips, fingers still tangled with his. “I will never understand what I have done to be worthy of it. And yet, I cannot find it in myself to refuse it.”

You couldn’t call the sensation pleasant as you removed him from your body, joining his side on the bed, and inviting the night air to dance across your skin. All but one lantern had dimmed in the room, his expression difficult to determine, though you didn’t think you would be wrong in your assumption.

“Truly, who knows why anyone falls in love. But, I’m sure of my feelings.” You burrowed your face against his neck, relishing his touch as it ghosted across your shoulder. “We’ll face tomorrow, the following day, and every day thereafter together.”

“I have no doubt of that.” There was a faint rumble of laughter in his throat. He coaxed your face higher with his fingers so as to easily reach your ear. “To begin this lifetime together, allow me to repay you the words that you’ve spoken to me so much already."

"I love you.”

divider;@/anlian-aishang

reposted from my deleted blog, cardeneiv

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[daisynik7]

Pairing: Alucard x f!reader

Rating: Explicit – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

cw: vampires, blood, periods, smut – cunnilingus during a period, vaginal sex (doggy), creampie

Author’s Note: I’ve been thinking about this for a while now, thanks for all those who encouraged me by saying they'd read this hehe. Enjoy! Divider by @/ohmarigold!

It’s been a little less than a month since you waltzed into the desolate castle nearly ten miles from your hometown. You’ve heard the rumors about it through whispers on the streets and drunken confessions at the bar. It’s Dracula’s estate, the bearer of demons and disaster, though he has since perished. It’s been told that the deed was done at the hands of his own son, Adrian Tepes, better known as Alucard. Surely, you had to check this out for yourself to see if the legend stands true.

What you didn’t predict was falling for the allusive charm of the son of Dracula. That you’d be living here as a permanent resident and take the role as Alucard’s forever human plaything. And that you love it. You love him. In the span of a few short weeks, you’ve completely abandoned your mundane life to share your exciting future with this dhampir. It really is something out of legends.  

Tonight, you lie in bed with him, snuggled close to his body. His breath tickles you, his fangs barely grazing skin as he presses delicate kisses along your neck. You giggle, running your hand through his silky hair, tugging him back to kiss him on the mouth. “Adrian,” you whisper, sucking on his bottom lip.

His fingers are nimble on your thighs, inching their way closer and closer to your arousal until you grab at his wrist, stopping him. He looks at you, confused. “What is it, darling?” 

Your cheeks are hot with embarrassment, turning your head the other direction to avoid his brilliant gaze on you. “I’m bleeding,” you answer meekly.

“Bleeding?” 

You nod, confirming it, still too shy to look him in the eyes. He contemplates for a few seconds, understanding what you’re trying to say to him. Then, he laughs softly, giving you a delicate smooch on the cheek. “Oh, sweetheart. You think that’s going to stop me?” He nuzzles your ear, voice low and sultry. “I’m even hungrier for it now.”

Your cheeks burn, simultaneously flustered and aroused as he quickly positions himself between your legs, his golden eyes burning into yours, full of lust and desire. He tugs at your undergarments, already a dark spot of crimson leaking through it. Without hesitation, he sticks his tongue out, lapping at it for a taste before puckering his lips to suck on the damp fabric. He hums, delighting in the taste of you, of your blood. The mere thought of it makes you dizzy but seeing him smirk at you with your ruined panties between his lips has you aching. “Touch me, Adrian,” you beg, voice trembling. 

He pulls your underwear down your legs, breath warm on your loins as he speaks. “Touch you how, sweetheart?” He knows exactly what you want, but he’s going to torment you just a bit for almost denying him this pleasure. “Like this?” He licks a stripe on your clit, causing you to squirm from the sudden contact. 

“Yes, Adrian, fuck!” you cry out, your shout echoing from the high ceilings of his bedroom.

“You want me to taste you, is that right?” he taunts, giving you another stroke of his tongue, this time slower and more deliberate.

You nod frantically, clutching the sheets beneath you. He smiles, kissing the plush of your thigh, relenting his cruel teasing. “Of course, my love. I’ll give you whatever it is that you want.” He slides down, his mouth at your wet cunt, glistening with fresh blood and arousal. He licks his lips, ready to indulge in this fine meal you’ve laid before him. 

His thumb rests on your throbbing clit, massaging deep circles into it while he laps at your slit, consuming every single drop of you. Soon, his lips are smeared rouge, his fangs stained red, his pristine skin blushing scarlet, completely enthralled in devouring you. He bucks his hips against the bed, desperate for friction on his hardening cock. A guttural moan emits from his throat as he fucks you into an orgasm with his tongue and fingers, eager to drink all of your juices up. 

“You taste divine,” he purrs. “May I keep going?”

And who are you to deny a vampire of their deepest desires? You give him a weak nod, spreading your legs wider, body already quivering from ecstasy. He pleasures you into three more orgasms until your brain is mush and your limbs are limp against the sheets. Finally, he finishes inside you, taking you from behind, fucking his seed deep into your womb. He watches with a wanton gaze as he pulls out, cock dripping with your combined mess. 

Alucard really is a legend, and you’re more than happy to have found that out for yourself. 

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[xxladyballadxx]

Flower Crown

Adrian Tepes x *wife* reader

☁️Fluff Drabble☁️

While Adrian was busy cooking dinner, you dashed outside and ran to the field of gorgeous blooming flowers. A bright burning sun shone its brilliant light onto your skin, feeling the warmth crawling upon you. 

You sat down on the green clean grass, plucking out flowers using them to make them into a flower crown. You always love to make them in Spring, a great season for the flowers to bloom beautifully.

Adrian stepped outside in the sunlight to call you for dinner. You rushed to him with the flower crown in your hands. Before Adrian could even say a word, you placed the flower crown on his head and took a step back to see how he looks with it. He blushed when you gave him a compliment.

Your husband had a warming smile shining across his lips, he dragged you into his arms as you pecked his lips with a kiss. 

“Love you, Adrian.”

“I love you too, my love.”

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||This is dedicated to my very good friend @kianaflame23 ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡||

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[lexsssu]

Inhuman (Adrian Tepes | Alucard)

TAGS: Alucard/Dragoness!reader, alternate universe, pining, sex pollen, morning after, breeding, impregnation, smut, oneshot Ao3 ver.

Darkness is something many feared for it brought about horrors both real and imaginary to life. The cover of night hid that which screeched at the light of day and yet there is a certain stillness and calm found in the dark.

Adrian never felt that the dark was something to be afraid of, but rather a hidden peace and tranquility when one decides to walk about during the twilight hours.

All is still until a flash of bright light illuminated the landscape, revealing everything which once hid within the blanket of night for barely a second before gradually fading away.

Normally, the dhampir would have chalked it up as yet another one of nature’s great mysteries before trying to see for himself what caused it. Blame his loving parents who naturally nurtured his inquisitive nature.

However, before he could even step another foot forward he saw something falling from the sky and as it got closer to the ground, his eyes perceived an unmistakably human form.

He didn’t need to think for another second as his body rocketed upwards in a great leap, lean yet toned arms grasping the surprisingly soft and tiny figure. As the air whipped around him during his descent, he took his first good look as to who or what he decided to save in the first place.

The blonde’s eyes widened, breath hitching in his throat as he beheld what could only be an angel, a being of pure light within his embrace.

Your silken ivory hair crowns your head and drapes over your heart-shaped face gracefully, petal-like lips which gleamed with a soft pink sheen, eyelashes like lush crescents that seem to teasingly hide what he could only imagine to be the most beautiful jeweled orbs in the world, and a spattering of silvery-white scales that travel from said cheeks down to your neck and the rest of your body hidden beneath your bodice.

You are clearly inhuman.

And yet, never has Adrian felt more human than he did right now especially as your eyes flutter open and meet with his own mesmerized pair.

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“...make sure to grind them thoroughly, my dear. They have to be a fine paste before we can proceed with the next step”

“Okay, Miss Lisa. I’ll do my best!”

“Feel free to just call me mother. I’ve seen you as a daughter from the moment my son brought you into our home and since my husband hasn’t given me any daughters...you’re the next best thing and I honestly couldn’t be any more grateful for your arrival in our lives.”

Hidden behind a tall shelf lined with various tomes and scrolls, the young man couldn’t help but take peeks at the two most important women in his life as they bonded with one another. His mother so easily took you under her wing when he brought you here and you weren’t averse to the motherly affections she directed at you.

Now if he could only be as forthright with his feelings as his mother and express himself to you, because you were clearly as dense as a rock and didn’t pick up any of the subtle hints he gave you about his intentions...

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“If you’re really okay with someone like me...then please use me as much as you like,” with a red blush highlighting your soft cheeks, you try not to look at the flushed and heavily panting Adrian pinning you down upon his bed.

The dhampir had accidentally inhaled the pollen of some new plant you both came across while partaking in your regular walks together. It took effect immediately, the normally calm and composed blonde becoming so flustered and heated that you’d think he was running a fever with how much sweat dripped down his face.

The raging erection which tented at the front of his trousers told you everything you needed to know, however.

Even if it was only to help him, you don’t regret giving yourself to Adrian because you love him. Even after the effects wear off, you hope that you’ll still stay friends because you’ve grown to love this castle and all its wonders. But especially its inhabitants—

“While I would have preferred to put a ring on you first, I’m afraid that I’m at my limit...but I promise to properly wed you after this, my love.”

The night is a blur by the time you wake up the morning after. Hazy memories of soft and firm touches, wet and deep kisses, harsh grunts and pitiful mewls, and nails scratching against the skin of his toned back as your tight cunt is forced open by his lengthy cock. You don’t remember how many rounds you went last night, having lost count of the amount of times you felt him spraying his seed deep inside of you and how you oh so shamelessly tightened even further each time he painted your walls white.

“We must inform mother and father once they return from their little trip. I’m sure they’ll be thrilled at the news of our union...though perhaps I might be scolded for taking you to bed before the actual wedding…” Adrian chuckled, messy strands of blonde hair tumbling down his chest as he gazed down at you with his head propped up by his hand, all the while you seemed to have been using his chest as a pillow the whole time you were sleeping.

“A-Adrian…!” You squeak and sputter at his joke, blushing all the way to the tips of your ears which only seems to ignite the flames within the dhampir once more as he rolls himself on top of you.

“If you truly insist on seducing me yet again...I suppose it is simply a husband’s duty to satisfy his wife”

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[pinkmirth]

⸻ 𝒜𝑀𝒫𝐿𝐸!

𝑀𝒴 𝐿𝒪𝒱𝐸 𝐿𝐸𝒯𝒯𝐸ℛ! ⨾ this is a response to the ask: ‘how’d you think alucard would be when he’s overstimulated!’ ~ i am so glad you asked, nonnie >.< i’ve been meaning to write a bit of smut for adrian, and this ask was the perfect opportunity to do so! please enjoy, and thank you for reading! ❤︎

𝒞𝒪𝒩𝒯𝒜𝐼𝒩𝒮 ⨾ 800+ words of . . . adrian ‘alucard’ țepeș x fem!reader (black coded), nsfw/smut, porn with a no plot whatsoever, canon-divergent, set in the set in the 15th century (1400s), established relationship, size difference, nipple play, unprotected sex, cowgirl (i wanna ride i wanna ride!) dacryphilia, use of pet names (e.g, love, dear), explicit language, lowercase intended, not proofread oopsie, minors shoo!

you’ve always known your husband to be picturesque. what you never imagined, though, is that pushing him to the very edge could get him any prettier.

oh, but it does. you’ll surely make note that a good swivel of your hips grinding down on his cock is just what undoes him and turns him into this; a tousled display of blush-dusted cheeks, mouth agape and puffy from your kisses, shiny fangs bearing whenever he parts his lips to moan, and long lashes glistening with unshed tears . . . its a scene of its very own, straight out of the pages of wallachia’s filthiest erotica novel.

adrian usually withholds from making noise whenever you have sex, but when the sensations become overbearing, he starts to grow loud. he's pleading your name in broken whimpers, unsure of whether he should tell you to stop or beg for even more. he can hardly handle it, and his eyes scrolling to the back of his head confirms such. but god, he can't help but wane for you. and so he basks in the very feeling of you, and wouldn't want it any other way.

though he's terribly close to losing his senses, adrian's careful enough to not allow his claws extend when gripping fervently at the warm flesh of your full hips. you're riding him to no end, bouncing upon the length of him, and he bets that you feel the underside of his swollen cock throbbing as wildly as a heartbeat. he finds that he loves it— how you use him to chase your own pleasure.

you're sensitive too, he notices. the sound of your breathing's picked up, and all your noises are pitchier. you claw at the broad expanse of adrian's shoulders and leave a slew of subtle reddened lines, his skin cool to the touch. you're then lifting yourself up with a trembling sigh before slamming back down on his twitching dick, asscheeks rippling from the collision of your skin against his. he bites his lip over the way your boobs jiggle and sway upon impact. there’s far too much to absorb, yet he can't get enough.

his restlessness manifests into desperate rutting, thighs flexing and trembling when he does so. adrian makes a sloppy attempt to fuck up into you, and an especially deep thrust has you clenching and fluttering around him. when adrian cries out, you mewl along with him.

spent, you lower yourself to lie upon his frame, breasts pressing up against his firm chest as you rest your face within the crook of his neck. his body is toned, imposing, and ghostly-fair, a beautiful contrast to your warm complexion and soft curves. he's got his hands melded into the slope of your dipping waist, and the flesh is hot and reddened there, as you are everywhere else.

your lips, plush and pink, wrap around his nipple, and he whines ever so sweetly. you're a bit lazier with it now; languidly rolling your hips against his own, striving to take him deeper into your sopping pussy. your arousal wettens his slim torso. with the remaining of energy he has left, adrian brings his large hands to grab at your ass, and gingerly bounces you down on his cock.

with strength, he lifts you by the flat surface of his palms and brings you crashing back down onto him, lewd claps with a wet tinge resounding throughout his grand bed-chamber, room now humid with lust. you lift your face to find his lips, and give him the messiest kiss of the night. he'a panting into your pliant mouth, and you lick along his own as he aimlessly tries to suck on your tongue.

at long last, crystal-like tears begin to slip their way down the apples of his milk-pale cheeks, and his groans are ceaseless. perhaps you've finally broken him. you peer up towards your angel of a man, eyes bright and alluring as you coo:

"adrian . . . is it too much, dear?"

to that, he whines. “n-no, it’s— i can handle it,” his head shakes fervently, golden-threaded tresses swaying with it. his impeccable hair is in disarray from all the fucking, and a lengthy strand falls into his face.

gently, you tuck it behind adrian's blush-tipped ear, admiring his countenance; a straight, defined nose with blush dusted across the bridge of it, faint blonde brows drawn together, and sheen lips tinted the tiniest bit of red from your biting and sucking.

“you’re certain?” you ask of him, but he only reaffirms with another breathless kiss, his eyes screwed shut as he melts into the warmth of your mouth, hooked on the sweetness of your lips. once you part, his sun-yellow eyes stare back at you, gaze lust-blown and full of affection. he’s nothing short of flawless.

"fuck— don't you stop," is his plea, voice taking on a low rasp, "just continue, love . . . keep on using me."

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[multifandoms27-blog]

Alucard feeding off the reader??

Content: Alucard x fem!Reader

Warnings: Blood, vampire feeding

Notes: You didn't specify gender, so I just went with a woman reader. Also apologize if this is ooc, this is my first time writing Alucard. I also got some devastating news about a family member halfway through this which may have clouded my judgement on if this was good enough to publish on the internet

You always liked Alucards fangs. The way they gleamed in the moonlight, the way he'd use them to scare enemies off, the way they'd flash at you when he smiled. He smiled a lot with you. He adored you.

Even after his friends left him, and those twins betrayed him, he found room in his heart to give you a chance, and it evolved into a beautiful relationship where he practically worshipped the ground you walked on.

Two lost souls come to find solace in each others arms, passionately loving each other until the end of time. Alucard felt his love for you grow with each and every day - and so at some point he vowed to never hurt you. That included feeding if he ever needed to, and you appreciated that.

Until tonight.

Alucard hadn't fed off of blood in so long, he began to dim. His normally bright yellow eyes now stuck to the floor, dulled and dark. His bright blond, wavy hair, stopped being washed. He felt sluggish and depressed. He knew not feeding wouldn't kill him, but it made him feel better. But he would never feed off of you, he told himself.

After seeing what no blood does to him, you offered your neck up to his fangs. He vehemently denied your suggestion, but gave in the more you insisted.

Now you lay helpless in your nightgown, your lover crawling over you. The moonlight shining through the window reveals his eyes to you, those dim yellow orbs telling a tale of concern. His hand moves under your chin and slots your head to the side, giving him better access. He looks at you one last time.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." You give him a smile.

He wouldn't feed from you.

But he lowered his head and bit down anyway.

He wouldn't feed from you.

But he drained your blood from you.

He wouldn't feed from you.

But he pulled away, his brightness returned to him, and you winced as he pulled his fangs out of you.

Adrian fought himself the entire time he drained you of your blood, tried to reason with himself that there must be some other way. But Alucard reasoned that you wanted this, liked it even, and who was he to deny you of that?

He looked you over as he pulled away, his mouth and teeth smeared in your blood. "Are you okay?"

"Never been better." You joked, though you now felt weak.

"I'll go get us some things to clean this up with." Alucard carefully moved off of you. "I didn't take too much, did I?"

"No, no. Just grab a cloth or something before my blood gets on your bed." You shooed him off.

Alucard returned with a cloth, a bandage, and some water for you. He kissed you, wiped up the blood and kissed the wound, then carefully put a bandage over top to make sure it didn't bleed anymore. He handed you the water for you to drink, and then climbed into bed with you.

"I love you." He mumbled into your ear.

"I love you too." You set the water down on the table next to the bed, laid with him, and slept the night away.

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[ruiniel]

Sorry you’re sick! 💕 if I’m too late no worries, & no worries if this isn’t a good suggestion (been feeling very uncreative recently)

But any fluffy hc’s of Adrian with a reader who’s really affectionate?

(😭cuz I just wanna give him a hug)

You're never too late 🖤 thank you for this, needed something soft...

(these are all SFW and might add more to the post as ideas come, or make a follow up post. If you or anyone want a NSFW version of any of these, just pop into my ask box!)

◈ If you pad into a room and find him slumped in his chair, unresponsive as he sometimes gets, your first impulse is to leave him be, trying to give him space. Still, it comes difficult to just turn and leave. Minutes later you'll hear knocking at the door of your chambers; he'll be standing there, with his shoulder propped against the door frame and a gaze filled with silent longing. If you hug him then and there, he'll respond with no hesitation, mumbling the question in your hair: why did you leave? He'll apologize for his states, and smile when you say it's nothing, because who can keep their inner struggles bottled up all of the time? There is no need for masks between you.

◈ Sitting in bed together, Adrian sprawled on his back with his head resting in your lap, telling you how warm and good you feel, that you're his home. He'll sigh, content, lashes fluttering lazily as you play with his disheveled hair, as you lean to place shallow kisses on his lips from time to time, just because you can. Some are soft nibbles, others are nips and licks and you do this until his eyes glitter with pleasure and his skin is blushed down to his scarred chest. No words, just you and him, sharing each other's warmth.

◈ Mornings are early or late, depending on what you each have to work on, but you often awaken with his arm around your waist, his nose nuzzling the nape of your neck. If you move, you're getting dragged right back into him, tighter than before, with whispers of 'A few more minutes...'

◈ He cooks for you when he can. He loves it, finds the process soothing, and thinks fondly of your little praises once you savor the meal together. You're usually there, asking questions, dropping the flour, hugging him when he least expects it. He wouldn't trade such moments for the world.

◈ You sometimes have a glass of wine too many; usually it's an occasion, one where you both had plans which, of course, never happen since now Adrian's carrying you up to bed, himself tipsy and listening to all those little nothings you share in a slurred voice, rubbing your cheek against his chest. Sometimes those words make him blush and clear his throat. He's patiently tucking you in, even with you tugging clumsily at the lacing of his shirt, dragging him down for a kiss and arching your body into him. 'Tomorrow, dear. Tomorrow, I promise,' he'll say, red as a beet and with half a mind to give in to your drunken request, before disentangling himself from your weak grasp and pulling a blanket playfully over your head. He does return, later, however, snuggling beside you when you're fast asleep.

◈ When his past returns to haunt, he'll sometimes have nightmares, straining up so suddenly you'll wake from your own slumber. If you sit up in bed and call his name, he'll turn to stare at you with a gaze so lost your heart will ache in your chest. At a silent invitation, your arms extended towards him, he'll curl up to you. He'll hug your middle, press his face into your side, clinging to you until the ghosts fade.

◈ Sitting by the bath basin wrapped in nothing but a towel, washing his hair. You enjoy it and so does he, you're attuned by now to the soft moans that leave his throat as you massage careful circles along his scalp. He marvels at how good you are, how tension dissipates from him at your touch. And you love lathering those dark gold strands, running soapy fingers down his skin, over the muscles rippling beneath. Sometimes, he'll turn to look at you in a way that quickens your heart and next you know you're being lifted and placed snugly in his lap in the bath, skin slippery against his, his long hands traveling up and down your back until you fall against his chest, purring, he says, like a kitten.

◈ That's what he calls you, by the way. You're his kitten and he's your wolf, and some of the most thrilling words you'll ever hear from him will be when his eyes are glazed over and his stare is languorous as he lounges in an armchair. His voice, a meld of need and demand. 'Come here, kitten.' He leaves you breathless when he acts that way, and you always go, loving the way black swallows the gold in his irises the closer you are.

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[aldryrththerainbowheart]

Would you like to dance?

Note: People with diabetes, thread with caution. This one is sweeeet. Sweeter than the entire candy store. So much cheesy romance too. The rainbow dragon felt particularly whimsical this evening.

Oh! I almost forgot. The room is loosely inspired by hall of mirrors by Francois de Cuvillies.

Enjoy ❤️

“Almost there.” Adrian’s velvety voice whispered behind you. You had an inkling of an idea when you come from the woods to the castle and found a dress you’d never seen before on your bed, that Adrian had something planned for you. You were currently led through endless twists and pathways of this mysterious building and even though you had memorized some routes you’d taken regularly, you didn’t recognize this part of the castle. He wrapped a silky ribbon around your eyes as he carefully guided you with his hands on your shoulders.

“We’ve been walking for some time. Where are you taking me?” you ask him bemused.

Alucard chuckles, “be patient, my love. Don’t you trust me?”

You sighed, “of course I do…”

“That’s what I thought.”

A creak and closing door was what alerted you that you’d reached your destination. You felt a caress of silk as it slipped over your eyes and you squinted in the faint light. A gasp left your lips. There, in a spacious room decorated with ornate mirrored walls burnt rows and rows of candles. Some were put in candelabras of various shapes and sizes, some littered the floor arranged neatly on tarnished trays. You watched the soft light reflecting in mirrors and wordlessly with your mouth slightly opened and a disbelieving look in your eyes you tried to take it all in.

Adrian watched your astonished expression in the mirror and let a soft laugh through his nose. “I take that as you like this?”

Instead of answering him, you ran into his arms. The dhampir let out a pleased hum as you pressed your lips against his. Several passionate presses of your mouth on his weren’t enough for you and soon you spread your affections on his cheeks, his chin, and his nose, as he tries to gently push you away. When Alucard finally managed to escape your loving mouth, he noted with barely contained amusement “I should surprise you more often.”

“This is beautiful!” you exclaimed with excitement, “How long it took you to prepare this?”

Adrian hummed in thought, “To light all the candles it took about three hours.” You stared at him with wide eyes. “Goodness…I wonder how many candles there are.”

“You know I have no idea?” Adrian countered, “I think maybe a few thousand.”

He caught sight of your shocked expression and chuckled. “Well I wanted to fill the whole room and I didn’t realize the ballroom was this big when I began” He gestured to the rows of candles.

“In all your favorite stories it’s all about great gestures of love and well…this is the beginning of mine.” You turned around in place, trying your hardest to absorb all that was around you. The awe and adoration for him render you completely speechless. Over the course of your time in Adrien’s castle, you have become skilled in navigating the sparse building. However, in all your time here, you’ve never come across this room.

It was a rather small circular room. Moonlight shone through five huge tall windows that spanned from the floor to the ceiling, while the inlaid Venetian mirrors, reflected the glint of the candles. It was breathtaking.

Adrian gave you a small secretive, smile and extended his arm to you. “There’s so much more, follow me.”

Only when he led you around the room with your arm resting in the crook of his you notice a faint sweet melody. When you asked him about it, Adrien raised his brows, beckoning you to a set of instruments that floated mid-air, as if operated by invisible musicians.

“Oh, this? It’s an enchanted ensemble. I happen to know a very crafty woman who speaks her magic. Maybe one day I’ll introduce you to her.” His gaze seemed distant, probably thinking about the said woman.

You beamed at him, “I’d love to meet her. This…” you gestured towards the room, “…is incredible. You’re amazing.” You looked at him completely besotted. It was still difficult to be on receiving end of such admiration, so the Dhampir turned away for a second to hide his bashfulness.

“Well, I’m glad you love it.” You pressed another, fleeting kiss to his lips, which earned a chuckle from him.

“If you keep this up we won’t be able to get to the best part.”

“That’s not all?!” you exclaimed in shock.

Without another word, Adrian led you towards a small table with a single lit candle and two added chairs. A wide variety of sweet and savory bites graced expensive cutlery and you noticed a bottle of wine standing near two goblets from cut glass.

“Is that…?”

“Yes, cream puffs. I know they’re your favorite. Tracking down the place they are made was quite the feat. I also managed to track down a bottle of the finest wine in Breilla.” He took the bottle in his hands and looked at the label with pride.

You couldn’t keep your eyes off of him. This man. This lovely, thoughtful, beautiful man had carefully crafted a night of your dreams, all by himself. It felt unreal. You were swimming with so much emotion you didn’t know how to express it all, making your throat tighten and eyes water.

When he noticed you standing there with tears in your eyes, Adrian panicked.

“Are you…are you crying? Oh no…is this the good or the ba-”

Despite it being Adrian’s second frontal attack this evening, he expected this one even less. He let out a surprised ‘uff’ which was immediately silenced with your tongue passionately licking into his mouth as you jumped into his arms. His arms effectively supported your weight against him. Only when you ran out of air you finally released him, only to pepper his face with kisses I love you’s whispered against his cheeks.

As he was showered by your affections, Adrian huffed out amusedly, “I love you too. Although I think, that would be obvious by now. I did this all for you after all.”

He put you down and stepped back a little. Then with a deep bow, he offered you his hand.

“Well, may I?”

You giggled like a little child and eagerly took his hand. The Dhampir twirled you with practiced ease and lead the steps along the music.

You danced in the beautiful ballroom, bodies perfectly in sync. Good thing that Adrian offered to give a few dancing lessons prior to this night. As if he was planning for all of this from the beginning. You rested your head against his collarbone while he nuzzled the side of your head.

“Your skin is so soft,” he whispered in your ear, “especially…right there.” You felt a pair of lips press against the skin behind your ear and felt a shiver run all the way down to your feet.

If he’ll keep this up, you won’t be even able to stand, let alone dance.

“You know, your neck is looking rather…bare.” He lifted his head and studied you for a moment. “It’s a good thing I picked this up as well.” Out of somewhere, he fished out a piece of delicate jewelry. You felt short for breath for an umpteenth time this evening. “Do you like it?”

“Oh…oh Adrien.” You heard your voice crack.

“I saw you admiring a similar necklace in the shop window about a month ago and I decided to have this made for you.” He dangled the small chain dangle precariously in his fingers.

Ever the gentleman, Adrian asked you if he can put it on you. Being completely lost for words, all you could do was nod. You cast your eyes towards the floor shyly as he gently draped the necklace across your collarbones. Cold fingers gently grazed your neck as he placed another kiss on the back of your nape.

As he stepped away to admire his handiwork and discerned the flustered and touched look in your eyes, he nodded in satisfaction. “Well, I think this deserves a toast.”

He poured the wine into the glassware and handed you one of the goblets. You grasped the delicate stem, clinking it with his in the toast.

“To the first of many Valentines. I love you.”

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[depraved-love]

Adrian x F!Darling

Firstly, I want to apologize as I lost the original ask, so I hope the one who requested this sees it.

Second, I don't remember the much being specified, in which case I go to headcanons by default. (Unless it was specified, and I messed up, in which case I'm sorry.)

At first he was incredibley confused abut what were your intentions. Why were you so set on being around him? Did you want something from him?

Be prepared to make the first moves because he will have hard time adimiting his feelings, even to himself.

When you ask to court him, he's going to act as usual, maybe a bit more cocky, but inside he's squealing and cussing himself out at the same time.

For a long time, he's going to be telling himself that he's only doing this because he is making you happy, and he's not letting himself fall in love.

That changes when you start showing him physical affection.

He had no idea how touch-starved he was.

Little touches, hugs, light kisses - it all feels so right. But he's still cautious.

Well, at least until...

One night, he was reading when you suddenly came up and sat next to him. You hugged him, your soft skin and warm body pressed against his. He could feel your warm breath and hear your heartbeat.

For some reason, this drove it home, you don't have ulterior motives. You just like him.

He went from being a grumpy cat to a puppy dog, but only when he is around you.

He starts returning the affection and spoiling you in any way he can.

Pet names.

He'll get you the most beautiful jewelry he can. He loves seeing you adorned in anything that screams you're his.

"Only the best for the light of my life."

Believe it or not, he has no experience, minus Sumi and Taka, and we know how that went.

It takes some time to become intimate with him, and he might back out in a few of the first attempts, Just give him time.

He isn't very kinky, but he's willing to experiment with you.

If you want to tie him up, you'll have to wait a long time to do so. The first time you try, it can can be the softest silk ribbon, but he'll cry anyway. A good start would be to just tie a ribbon around his wrist when the two of you are just out and about.

The one kink he does have is body worship. Both receiving and giving.

He loves when you caress every inch of his body, when you compliment every minor detail. He doesn't have much of an ego, but in those moments, he feels just that good about himself.

When he's on the giving end, he feels just as good. He loves to kiss all over you. Everything about you is perfect. Your skin is perfect, your eyes are perfect, your hair is perfect, your pussy is perfect, and your breasts are perfect.

Also, period sex might happen if you're comfortable. Dhampir can't be afraid of blood, can he?

"Just be gentle, please, my love."

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[azulazenin]

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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[2kmps]

alucard could never just outright say that he wanted attention.

notes; 850 words, written in 2021, sotn-coded alucard, roughly proofread.

As it was a peculiar day, there were the behaviors to match. Within the spiraling towers of somber stone of the castle, haven was found in the countless grimoires bound in dark, stretched leather that held a certain mustiness accompanying their age.

There were such books on sciences and medicine, of great magic and witchcraft; a seemingly endless collection rowed the gargantuan shelving that touched top and bottom of the tower. Much of the matters discussed within their pages were meticulously preserved, yet they still were worn yellow with some holes, crisp texture and grit beneath your fingertips as you skimmed them.

In truth, you understood very little of what was being explained, most of it in languages and writing you were unfamiliar with. You were not imbued with magical abilities, you were no creature of the night nor fae nor beast; merely a human with the insatiable curiosity to persist in your pursuit for new knowledge.

It had, perhaps, been that reason alone that Alucard had provided you refuge so long ago now. You were simply a nosy human, no more harm than a fierce woodland rodent.

He had kept you at an impressive distance for quite a long time, so much so that you thought you occupied a space with a ghost. You saw him drift from room-to-room often, seemingly like an aimless entity, always gliding at a brisk pace with stale air catching beneath his long coat. His eyes were so focused, there was a goal in mind, though you wondered what he ever accomplished.

And, without fail, you noticed the way his hair moved around him. That beautiful hair that glistened like tinsel when the light filtered in from grungy stained glass. You had thought him to be of an otherworldly kind of beauty; somewhat angelic, somewhat ghostly and intangible.

You had fallen in love with him upon sight.

“It’s dim,” Alucard rarely brought attention to himself during his excursions to track your whereabouts in the castle, though this had recently changed. Tonight, he brought with him an exquisite lantern with warm colored glass that set the room awash in yellow light. “Is your candle sufficient for your reading?”

“I think I’m doing alright, thanks.” You replied, providing a swift glance at the dancing, delicate flame within arms reach of you. “What brings you all the way to this wing of the castle tonight?”

It was custom for him to thwart your attempts to question him, better yet, he often didn’t answer you at all. As of late, you had seen a change in his behaviors, he stayed nearby, usually no further than a room or two away. When your evenings were spent engrossed in texts, he took to being in that space with you as well, usually without any words to accompany it.

However, tonight was one of those peculiar nights.

“The halls are far too empty.” He said this so solemnly, though his expression remained still as stone. “Do you wish for privacy?”

You kept your thumb tucked between the pages for a moment before fully setting aside the book, shifted your body on the canape and gave your thigh an eager pat. Predictably, Alucard did nothing for a long while as he contemplated your gesture, despite fully knowing what you meant by it.

He was gentle with the lantern as he placed it nearby, finding a seat opposite of you on the piece of furniture, lowering himself onto the cushions with the back of his head resting on your lap. His legs were close to hanging off the edge of the seat, forcing him to draw a knee up while the other draped over the side. He made a point to avoid your gaze at first, and then close his eyes altogether once your fingers touched his scalp.

“I’m going to start asking you to tell me what you want.” You said with a teasing tone, lightly coiling his loose curls around your fingers as you worked through the long tresses. “There’s nothing wrong with telling me you want company, or to spend time together. There’s nothing wrong with not wanting to be alone.”

“I am aware,” he mumbled, resting both hands on his chest. “I do not want to burden you with something so insignificant.”

You shook your head, fixated still on watching his hair shine like spun gold and slip between your fingers as if the strands were of the finest silk. If you had considered that he’d look for attention tonight, a brush would had been kept close by. You worked through the few knots that had formed while you played with his hair, wrapping strands through your fingers until they resembled gold rings. The dainty curls that framed his face bounced with the motions.

After a silence which spanned long enough, you slid your hands lower until they cradled the sides of his face, giving a comforting warmth to his cold skin. Alucard opened his eyes slowly, lifting his chin to better meet your gaze.

“You’re beautiful, Alucard.”

A wisp of a smile. “As are you.”

divider; @/anlian-aishang

reposted from my deleted blog, cardeneiv

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[daisynik7]

cw: f!reader, vampire (Alucard is half-human, half-vampire), smut - dry humping, cunnilingus and blowjob (69 position), PIV sex (cowgirl), creampie - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Author's Note: I binged Castlevania during my little break from here and Alucard/Adrian Tepes is currently living in my mind rent free right now. In fact, I'm actually living in his castle and I'm the one paying him (with sex) and this is the result. MDNI divider by @/cafekitsune.

Alucard fucks you with those slutty little belts wrapped around his waist because he knows how much you like them.

He doesn't quite understand the obsession himself; he wears it for practical reasons, a holster for his ridiculously long sword. "Why are you so fascinated with these?" he asks, watching your fingers work nimbly on the tight straps, tracing his cold skin beneath it.

You're with him in bed, one arm linked around his fondly, the other stretched over his torso. You give him a warm smooch on his cheek, smiling softly. "I think they're sexy. Is that so wrong?"

He rolls his eyes, still not understanding. "What's so sexy about practicality?"

Deciding that it's better for you to demonstrate rather than trying to explain it any further, you swing your leg over his lap, straddling him. You're in your silky nightgown, him bare-chested with his leather pants still on. And, of course, those belts criss-crossed right above his loins. You hook your finger around it, snapping it against his skin. He hisses, baring his fangs at you, surprised. "What are you doing?"

"Showing you just how sexy practicality can be," you smirk, grabbing his belts with both hands, like reins on a horse. He licks his lips while watching, relaxing against the pillows, relenting control to you.

You start slow, rocking your hips back and forth onto his lap, thin layers of fabric separating you. Soon, you feel him hardening against his britches and you rub yourself on his bulge until your panties are creamy with slick. His grip on your waist tightens as you throw your head back in pleasure, a sweet moan escaping your lips. "Adrian."

"Show me," he mutters, voice trembling, golden eyes half-lidded in a daze from watching you. You lift the hem of your nightgown up, displaying the wet spot leaking through your undergarments. He hisses again, expression wild with lust now. Swiftly, he strips you naked, turning you around to plop you down onto his face to lap at your arousal, tasting every drop of you. You lean down, removing his bottoms while he pleasures you, leaving only his belts on. With a firm grip on them, you sink your mouth onto his cock, bobbing up and down on his shaft, swallowing him to the hilt.

When the both of you are barely hanging on the edge, he directs you back onto his lap, facing him, your cunt wet and glistening with slick and spit. "You better hold on tight, darling," he grins, flashing his fangs at you. He guides himself inside you as you squeeze his leather straps, holding on for dear life while he fucks up into you with rough and deep thrusts. His long, pristine fingers squelch on your throbbing clit, waiting for you to come twice more before he releases inside you, filling you up with his seed.

When he sees your combined mess dripping onto his belt, he finally understands the appeal.

#you don't understand how obsessed I am with him right now #alucard castlevania #adrian tepes #alucard #alucard x reader #alucard smut #adrian tepes x reader #adrian tepes x you #adrian tepes smut #alucard x you #castlevania netflix #castlevania smut

[xxladyballadxx]

Midnight Picnic

Adrian Tepes x *Neutral* reader (Fluff Drabble)

༻✩༺ Dividers by @/cafekitsune ༻✩༺

Nothing beats the day but having a very nice midnight picnic with your lover. You love to go out, set up a fire and spend some lovely time with Alucard. Having a nice glass of red wine as you clicked yours to his and putting those delicious food that Alucard made into your stomach. His face filled with a load of joy after you told him that you really love the food he made for midnight picnics. 

Since Alucard hasn’t been spending time with you for a while because he had to deal with dangerous, vicious monsters  that were attacking other villages and towns, he wanted to do something special for the night. With you, of course.

Alucard always feels like he’s been away for so long from his lover. Missing all the affections and kisses you give him while he was away on an urgent matter. 

At midnight, you and Alucard would lie down on the picnic blanket watching the stars sparkle in the sky while you two lovely lovebirds hold hands ♡

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(A/n) - I am SLOWLY starting to have a thing for writing short fluff drabbles huehuehuehue (∩˃ω˂∩)

UNTIL NEXT TIME 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔

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[bonesofapoet]

touched by fire

[ adrian tepes x you ]

author’s note : another silly little warmup i didn’t wanna hide from the world

word count : 293

It’s beautiful, how a single color can mean many things.

Gold, for instance, can equate to dawn, and dusk.

Divine, and infernal.

Truth, and deception.

Halos, sins, or hearts.

The trees in autumn, and the sunbeams that make them shine, make them glitter and wink when you pass under them slowly with a light smile and an even lighter heart. Golden wisps sweep before you, catching on your shoulder, a few hugging your neck. It’s a wonder, really, how Adrian has grown to leave his hair wild - flowing as it likes, how it likes.

Attentive, always, he tugs you closer by your hand as the next gust arises - sparing you, once again - from an onslaught of golden threads strangling and blinding you wholly. It pulls a laugh from you - soundless, grateful, that it’s the warmth of the sun that falls across your skin instead of the alternative.

“You’re welcome,” he says, guiding you, now, along the path.

The leaves overhead began to whisper as you glided under them, the canopy growing closer, thicker, a beautiful cover of latticework and stippled golden beams painting all that dwell beneath. Crimson reds, burnt oranges, golden yellows bright, stark, glowing against the light exposed all the while.

He presses a kiss to your temple, as your eyes tip up, up, up, to admire the natural artwork thriving right before your eyes.

When the chill begins to bite, it's you, who pulls him closer - all spare space that was once between you, lives no more.

The laugh that tumbles through his lips is soft enough, it’s hard to hear over the chorus of the land around you. It’s warm, though, full of adoration. His heart stitches itself to the sleeve of his voice, to the very heart of your own, brimming with life and golden hearted grace. It makes you lean into him, just a little bit more.

#alucard x reader #alucard imagine #adrian tepes x reader #adrian tepes imagine #alucard x you #adrian tepes x you #castelvania imagine #alucard #adrian tepes #kas writes

[multifandoms27-blog]

Early morning

Content: Adrian “Alucard” Tepes x gn!Reader

Warnings: None

Notes: I’m on phone so apologies if the format is weird.

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Every morning, Adrian gets up and makes you a splendid breakfast, complete with a coffee brewed with love. He knows how you like your breakfast, how you like your coffee. He’s spent so much time with you, he gets it to a T.

Even when he’s worn out from helping nearby villages fend off from night creatures, he still manages to make you comfortable. Never takes time for himself, no matter how much you may beg and plead.

Finally, his body caves in. He’s fast asleep by the time you wake up one morning, and you decide to make him comfortable. Slipping out of bed, making sure not to wake him, you ran to the kitchen to start preparing his breakfast.

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Alucard woke up without you next to him. His nightgown twisted around his legs and his skin felt hot. He had been under the covers for too long. Getting out of bed, his nightgown reaching past his knees, he opted to change before meeting you wherever you were. He guessed the kitchen.

He gasped. The kitchen! Breakfast! Hurriedly, he put on black pants and a white blouse before rushing to the kitchen. He wanted to start on your breakfast right away - you must be starving!

To his surprise, you were already in the kitchen, his apron on you, spatula in hand, and pan sizzling. He stopped. You were cooking. For him.

“Hi honey, how’d you sleep?”

“…Fine. What’s all this?”

“Well I hope it was more than fine, you slept for a while!” You grinned. “More than you have in a long time.”

“I know, and I’m sorry I did, I-“

“Adrian, stop. Let me take care of you for once.” You placed a hand on his chest. “I made eggs, sausage, and I’m working on the pancakes.”

“Need any help?” Alucard offered.

“No, you just sit down. I made you some coffee for you to sip on.” You reached over and grabbed a cup off of the coffee machine, quickly added what he liked and handed it to him with a smile.

Adrian reflected your smile, and moved to sit at the table. While your back was turned to him, he took a sip of the coffee. It…had an interesting taste. One that made his face scrunch up in disgust. He put it down and tried his hardest not to chuck it out of one of the windows behind him.

When you presented breakfast to him, admittedly he was a little hesitant. If your coffee was anything like it, he was scared. But when he bit into the pancake, he was surprised to find it perfectly fluffy. The sausage had the perfect amount of char on them, with brown insides. The eggs were perfectly scrambled, though its hard to screw up scrambled eggs. But the seasoning was on point.

As he was chowing down on the food, you were watching with admiration. “So I take it you like it?”

“Yes, darling. It is exquisite.”

You giggled and reached over and took a sip of his coffee. Your own face distorted in disgust. “Eugh! I can’t believe I made you drink this, I’m so sorry hon.”

“I don’t mind.” He minded.

“Maybe I should leave the coffee making to you…” You sigh dejectedly.

“You okay?” Adrian asked.

“I just wanted the breakfast to be perfect.” You put your head in your hand.

“It is perfect. One small, bad thing isn’t going to ruin this moment, my love.” He put a hand on your shoulder. “This breakfast is perfect already, because it was made by the person I love most.”

You look up at him. “Really?”

“Really.”

You grin again, lean in and kiss him. “Eat up, Lulu, we have plenty more.”

“Are you going to eat?” Adrian asked.

“I will, after you’ve had your fill.”

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[ruiniel]

Alucard & sick Reader HCs

*totally not inspired by the devilish respiratory illness I'm contending with these days

He may take after his mother in so many ways, but he's still his father's son in having witnessed the consideration Dracula had shown Lisa during their times as a family

It all brushed off on him from a young age: humans need more tending to during times of illness

If Adrian cares, whether in a platonic friendship capacity or whichever way, he will fuss over you, make no mistake

When you're coughing so much your intercostal and abdominal muscles hurt he'll draw you up, hug you against him so you don't cough on your back; outwardly calm and composed while reeling inside (you won't notice anyway)

He'll scour his mother's papers for any aid to ease your state because he can't stand to see you hurting

He'll carry you everywhere when you're too weakened to walk on your own

He'll never let you out of his sight. Some might find that too much, too overbearing, but he's lost so many people he cares about he's taking 0 chances

You're getting homemade cough syrup and medication as soon as he figures out what the main cause and symptoms are, no buts

After all he was Lisa's most devoted apprentice

He'll rest close by, idling in an armchair or standing by the window of your chamber, quiet and unobtrusive but to be around just in case

He'll lend you all the clean shirts you need, help you change out of the wet ones as your body fights fever spells

If you call his name, the book flies from his lap

He'll gently urge you to rise from time to time, to listen to your heart and lungs; there are no stethoscopes yet in the 1400s but his hearing is sharp enough that he can discern your heartbeats or if there's anything worrisome with your lungs. He'll press his ear to your back, following all points of interest

Once satisfied, he'll lie you back down, listening to your mutterings of gratitude with a blank stare, but his lips do alight on your forehead for a fast fever check

He'll lie beside you in your sickbed and hold you close if you get chills, telling you it'll pass, he's here, he'll take care of you

He believes it, too, of course, he can't even fathom other alternatives

Adrian is nothing if not methodical, so once you're better, an immune system boost 'program' awaits.

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